#Shinmon Benimaru fanfic

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(✧) ─ 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘱 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘦. 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮.

(✧) ─ 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔! 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦/𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘴. 𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘮𝘪𝘹𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬 (𝘴𝘭𝘶𝘵), 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 ─ 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 (𝘩𝘦𝘩𝘦), 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘦𝘵𝘤. 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘺𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘈𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘴𝘢. 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘪 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺. 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙞 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚 𝙮'𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙤𝙮! 2.5𝙠 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀(✧) ─ 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔

𝘪'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘰. 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘴, 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘢, 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘪 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘢𝘮 𝘪. 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘪𝘴. 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥. ♡ ૮₍ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙥𝙡𝙪𝙨 𝙊𝙉𝙇𝙔. 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝘿𝙊 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙄𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏. 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘰3.

𝑩𝑬𝑵𝑰𝑴𝑨𝑹𝑼 𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑴𝑶𝑵 𝑾𝑨𝑺 𝑶𝑵𝑬 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑨𝑰𝑵 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑺 𝑾𝑯𝒀 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑾𝑶𝑼𝑳𝑫 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝒀 𝑳𝑨𝑻𝑬 𝑨𝑻 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑲. Your favorite customer would always come to your shop ten minutes before closing to pick up his cases of sake. Why did he come so late? You didn't know. Though, you didn't mind either. Having the company of Asakusa's King of Destruction wasn't so bad. He didn't talk as much. Maybe a bit of flirting. But mainly, the conversations would consist of you nagging about stressful drunks that came to your shop throughout the day. 

However, tonight was different from other nights. 

Although Benimaru didn’t mind listening to your rants, he wanted to know more about you. He thought you deserved a breather, and sharing a bottle of sake with him was just the relief you needed. Along with something else, of course. 

You told him about your childhood and why you moved to Asakusa. After losing your parents in a fire at a young age, you needed a fresh start. You heard rumors about Asakusa being lively and friendly. Since being here, those rumors have proved true. The civilians have been more than welcoming, and you appreciated that dearly. If you didn't know any better, some of them even took a liking to you. How they came into your shop with cheeks as crimson as the moon itself was very telling, and Benimaru was no exception.

The night continued with you talking and him listening, but thirty minutes into drinking, the conversation took a turn. It became more intimate. Seeing Benimaru intoxicated was not something you expected. He had this uncontrollable grin on his face that you couldn't help but think was cute. Benimaru was extremely handsome, and you would be lying if you said you weren't attracted to him. How those unique scarlet-colored irises ogled at you showed he felt the same. 

He would sip on his sake, peeking past the cup to focus on how full your thighs were. Your legs were crossed invitingly, and if he looked hard enough, he could see those purple panties through the mini skirt you had on. Benimaru felt like such a pervert, but he couldn't help himself. You were intoxicatingly sexy. He admired your fiery spirit and how you would match his energy. But at times, he would even become bashful of your direct flirting. 

Similar to right now. 

Something about the substance in your system gave you the courage to walk toward him and sit on his lap to run your fingers through his ink-colored locks. Benimaru had no complaints about your current actions, and how he pulled your legs over to straddle him said so. His hand rested on the small of your back, using his other to continue to drink his sake. You exchanged bedroom eyes while your mouths ghosted over each other's, inches away from locking lips. 

You felt his hardened erection against your clothed pussy to make it known that it needed some affection. You shifted your body slightly to get more comfortable, but really you wanted to tease him. A pool of wetness formed in your garments, and you knew it was leaking through. Your fingers began descending onto his cheeks, soft tips caressing his flesh, causing him to shiver. And throughout this all, Benimaru never broke eye contact.

He was mesmerized by your beauty. From the ochre of your complexion to the kink of your coils. Your thick figure that he currently had the opportunity to feel. He could only imagine how perfect you would feel wrapped around him. Blood rushed to his face just thinking about it, and soon his thoughts would become real. 

“What’s on your mind, Beni?” you whispered. 

“You’re so damn pretty.”

“Oh? Hm, why thank you. You’re not too bad yourself, but tell me—what’s really on your mind? I know he’s telling me, but I want to hear it from you.” And by he, you meant his cock that wouldn’t stop growing against you. 

“So you noticed?”

“How couldn’t I notice? I know you feel how wet my pussy is. And I would be lying if I said I didn’t always get like this every time I see you.”

He sipped on his sake, pressing his hand on your back to push you closer to his chest. “Why didn’t you tell me this before?”

“Hm, I guess the liquor is giving me courage.”

“Doesn’t seem like enough because you haven’t kissed me yet,” he sassed. 

The smile on your face was coy before giving him kitten licks on his lips. But he didn't have the patience to play games. He cuffed your jaw, forcing it open to plunge his tongue into the back of your throat. The taste of the lingering toxicants in your mouth caused him to groan in despair. Benimaru set aside his cup of sake without parting lips to snake his arms around your thick waist. He shifted in his seat to sit up straight, to which you slightly bounced, hissing from feeling the friction of his clothed cock. 

You began to grind your hips onto his, hoping to cum from the small yet effective action. Your slender fingers became lost in his silk hair while locking lips. It's been a long since you last had sex, and you wanted nothing more than to fuck Benimaru Shinmon in your shop. Your actions were filled with hunger. Nipping on his bottom lip. Sucking the taste off his tongue. You wanted all of him. And you were going to get what you wanted.

The fervent kiss was filled with sexual desire. An emotion you both shared, along with electricity spreading throughout your bodies. Once leaving a few more smooches, his lips descended to your neck to suck on your flesh. The aroma of strawberry milk tickled his nose. You smelled so fucking sweet. It drove Asakusa's King of Destruction insane. His hands comforted your breasts, fondling and squeezing your nipples through your thin tank top. You let out a soft moan, being rather pleased, but you needed more. 

"Shit. Just fuck me already, Beni," you purred, resting your hands on his neck to pull him closer. You were so damn desperate for his cock, and it was clear based on you dry-humping him. 

He continued to leave wet kisses along your skin, finally shoving his hand underneath your shirt to feel the pebbled flesh of your breast. “How badly do you want my dick inside of you? Tell me, Y/N.”

“Ngh, so badly. I want you to fuck me good and make me cum.”

“Let me hear you beg for it,” he demanded. 

“Benimaru, please. Please, I need you now.” Regardless of you sounding pathetic, like a bitch in heat, begging for his dick, you’d continue to do so until you get it. 

He cuffed your chin to have you look at him, ghosting over your lips. “Hm, atta girl—but not like this. You don’t deserve to get fucked in a shop. I want to take my fucking you on a futon, but I have an idea.”

You pouted, looking up through your lashes. “And what’s that?”

“Come warm me up.”

Knowing what he meant, you returned your lips to his, vigorously kissing him while unstrapping his trousers to free his needy friend. Intensity was filled between you, eager to have his cock inside you, and once you felt him, you were not disappointed. 

Your tongues remained intertwining while your hand wrapped around his length to give it a few pumps. You looked down, softly cursing from seeing that angry mushroom-tip cock oozing precum. He was bigger than you imagined. His girth. His length. That thick fucking vein that stood out on the side. It was so damn pretty. The whore in you just wanted to get on your knees and suck him off—but you'll save that for another time. 

Without waiting any further, Benimaru hiked up your skirt to pull your panties to the side. He stood up to grab his cock to rub his head against your clit. He admired the pornographic sound of your stirred wetness and you nearly trembling from his touch. Seeing you beg for him did something to an ego he thought he didn't have. 

“Benimaru, please. Just put it in already,” you whined.

“Impatient, are we?”

He aligned with your entrance to tenderly push himself inside of you. Benimaru watched how your brows drew together, plush two-toned lips parted from feeling the pressure of his tip. Your body stiffened, but he held you in place to ghost over your ears to say, 

“Relax, Y/N—I got you.”

And with that being said, he bullied your hole until your cunt wrapped around him effortlessly. You dug your nude manicured nails into his shoulders while a lingering moan of his name slipped through your lips. His cock was too damn big, but he managed. Despite that, your walls were still resisting him.

His hand returned to your chin to give you sloppy smooches. As he continued to massage your lips with his own, he returned, sitting on the chair, purposely with the intent to have you bounce on him. A wail erupted from the pit of your stomach. Feeling all eight inches of Benimaru inside of you was a lot. You pressed your forehead onto his, doing your best to take him, but the girth of his cock wasn't making it easy. 

He gave you kisses on your face, crooning how he knows you can take it. Benimaru could barely contain himself. Your pussy was so fucking wet—so tight. Maybe he did want to fuck you right now? No. He'll be patient. But for now, he needed to make sure you were okay. 

“Are you okay, Y/N? Tell me how you feel, pretty girl,” he soothed. 

You nodded. “I’m—I’m good. You’re just so big, Beni.”

“I know, but you were begging for this, remember? You wanted my cock deep inside of you.”

You did, and you were going to take it. You threw your arms around his neck to pull him into a kiss once more. You lifted your body from his length to sink down on his cock. His tip instantly met with your cushion, at which you both exchanged sounds of pleasure in your mouths. Your pussy swallowed Beni. The warmth alone could make him cum, but he was determined to last as long as possible. 

Your heated juices coated his cock as the lewd noises of your obnoxiously swirling tongues bounced off the walls of your shop. You moved your hands to cuff his face the more intense kissing became. How you sensually bit down on his lips caused him to groan, gripping your waist tightly to bury himself balls deep. Like the sly fox you are, you attempted to move on his cock. However, Benimaru wasn't having it. Not because he didn't want you to. He knew even one movement you made, he would cum on cue. 

That’s what good pussy does to you.

“Y/N—Don’t tempt me.”

“I wanna cum, Beni,” you whimpered.

“Oh? Is that so?” He gave you one more smooch before resting his back comfortably in the chair. He told you not to move, but you were convinced he kept doing these subtle movements to stuff himself further. Never did you expect Benimaru Shinmon to be a fucking tease. “Be a good slut and use me to make yourself cum. Play with your pussy, and don’t look away either.” 

The demand in your voice caused you to clench around him. You tried to return your lips to his, but he pulled his face back, standing firm on what he said about watching you cum. Your fingers made their way down to your throbbing bud to flick it intensely, hoping to chase your release. As instructed, you held contact with those crimson irises that matched in color to the heat that ran across his cheeks. You used your other hand to free your perfectly sagged tits to toy with your nipples, and it was an action that had Benimaru twitching in your pussy.

He rubbed your bottom lip with his thumb before placing his fingers in your mouth, pressing down on your tongue, but you instinctively began sucking on his fingers. Gosh, you were fucking hot, and Benimaru couldn't agree more. You were such a good slut for him. He refused to allow this night to end here, thinking he would take you back to your place and fuck you well. He knew he was supposed to observe you while you played with yourself. Though, he couldn't help but throw his head from feeling your cunt pulsating around him. 

“B-Beni, look at me. I-I’m about to cum,” you stammered, recklessly rubbing your clit. 

“Do you understand how good you feel, Y/N? This pussy is so damn warm and wet. And you look so pretty. Fuck, I’m about to cum with you.” 

Benimaru abruptly stood up to gently place your back on a table near you, returning his lips to you one last time before nutting. Forget wanting to watch you cum. He needed to taste the sweetness of your whimpers in his mouth. He shooed away your hand on your bud to use his own to vigorously massage it. With every flick he took, your back deepened its arch, and you further clenched around him. Your moans increased in volume due to the applied pressure on your clit—your climax was now here, and Benimaru was right behind you.

“You’re squeezing so tightly, Y/N,” he rasped.

“Because I’m cumming, Beni. R-Rub my clit harder—please.”

Your eyes rolled back as you released your tensions, fully decorating Benimaru with your cream that kept his cock perfectly as he requested. Even after cumming, arousal burns throughout your body. Your walls fluttered and contracted, clenching and unclenching around him. 

He felt like he was on edge. His cock kept twitching uncontrollably, and not too long after you, he came himself. Benimaru didn't have enough time to pull out, but honestly, you had no complaints about him flooding you with his cum. The shared heat of your cunt and his bitters were the perfect temperatures. For months, he dreamt of you wrapping around his cock, and he was sure to cherish this moment. 

You watched as he lolled his head while still balls deep in your pussy. You shared steady breaths and a final moan once he pulled his now soft member out of you. He fixed your panties back in place, so his seeds didn't spill between your thighs, but based on how stuffed you felt, you knew they would regardless. He fixed his trousers before lifting you by your waist, returning to the chair to where he gave you soft kisses.

“You did so well, pretty girl. Now, come on. Let me take you home so I can fuck you.”

𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘥…

𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜. ♡

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Playing with Fire (Benimaru Shinmon)

Kinktober 2023 Day Twenty-Eight: Bath

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

You love nights like these.

  Nights where you can sit back with a sigh and enjoy being silent. Being alone. Nights where you can tilt your head back and look up at the star-filled night sky as you in soak in the warm, warm waters of the outdoor onsen for hours upon hours. Nights where you can clear your mind or think very quietly. Plan out what you want to do before bed. Think about what errands you need to run tomorrow. And just exist.

  So of course, when the onsen doors open, you don’t bother checking what woman decided to come in and join you. But you do raise some eyebrows at the rough way the door slides open. And as heavy footsteps start sounding afterward, you figure it wouldn’t hurt chancing a peak at whoever just came wandering it- just a little one at least. Though instead of a grumpy old lady or an overly excited young girl walking towards you- you’re met with a far, far, far different sight.

  A perfect view of your husband approaching you as he drops the towel around his waist and exposes his body to the cool, outdoor air.

  “Beni!” You’re practically shouting the man’s name as you turn around quickly and fully with a wild splash. One look at his face tells you that he’s not surprised by your reaction. Or that he necessarily cares about it. No, he just continues to step on with confidence. Standing at his full height. Straight-faced. Fully naked. As if he owns the place. As he belongs here. But you know the truth. And you’re almost certain he knows too given the fact that the two of you have been here many times before. And the big sign on the door leading to this particular bath. “Beni, get out! This is the girl’s side, you can’t be in here!”

  At your words, he falters. Right now, he’s standing at the edge of the bath. Ready to step in and join you. But for a second, he turns and looks at you. With a tilt of his head, he studies your expression carefully. Eyes dragging along your face and looking a little further downwards. At your neck. At your shoulders. At the instinctive way your arms have come up to cross against your chest and block your boobs from his sight (despite the fact that he’s seen them plenty of times before). At your torso, and the water surrounding it- blocking the rest of your body from being seen. And then he turns his head back up and looks straight back at you. The small hint of a devious smile, playing at his face.

  “Who said?”

  “The rules, Beni!” You exclaim back in response, but your words come far too late. Because before you can even finish your sentence, he’s already stepping into the water with you and shuddering at the change in temperature before relaxing completely. Your eyes widened as you took in your boyfriend’s complete and sudden disregard for the rules of the onsen. For a second, you glance at the onsen entrance, hoping and praying that no one was thinking about coming in until you managed to get him out of there.

  But then there’s the sound of more splashing. Waves rippling and water swishing around the bath. You turn around to look at your husband only to find that he’s closer than before. Much closer than before. In fact, when did he have time to sneak up on you? When did he have time to walk this far into the part of the bath that you’re lounging in? 

  When did he have time to get so close that you’re just barely a breath away.

  You suppose in a way, you should have expected it. In everything he does, Benimaru always marches to the beat of his own drum. It just so happens that this drum was a little quiet today. Maybe that’s why he came into the girl’s side of the bath and marched in like he owned the place without another word. Maybe that’s why he was able to sneak up on you- creeping closer and closer until suddenly he’s all but touching you. Standing face to face. Eye to eye. Breathe to breathe. 

  Maybe that’s why you’re a little too eager to let his hands reach out and touch you- even though you know in this moment just how much you both shouldn’t. How you just couldn’t. And yet…

  You don’t say anything as large hand places itself on your arms, and gently helps you uncross them- giving him a full view of your chest covered in water droplets and being lit by the stars. You don’t say anything as another hand reaches out and grabs onto the curve of your hips. His fingers spread out, almost possessively as they try to get as much of your ass as they can grab at this angle. It allows him to tug you a little closer than ever before. Hold you a little tighter. Have your chest press into his so you can feel the warmth spread from feverish his skin with every rise and fall of each breath. 

  You hum at his actions, the heat making your mind a little looser. Your judgment a little less clear. Any desire to follow the rules sounds a little like a fever dream now. Because the water you’re standing in? It makes you feel nice. It makes you feel relaxed. But him? He makes you feel so warm. He makes you feel so hot. And that hard thing pressing up against your lower stomach just below the surface of the water?

  It makes you feel even hotter.

  “What were you saying about rules?” Benimaru asks you, an eyebrow raised as the corner of his lip tilts upwards- almost sharing with you a smile. But you don’t pay his words any mind. Not while you’re busy letting one hand reach up and wrap around his shoulder as your hands reach up to play with his hair. Not while you’re busy leaning into his touch impossibly more- to steal some more of that warmth- some more of that fire- that only your husband can bring to you. And certainly not while your other hand is reaching down, down, down, and wrapping around a very, very dangerous thing. One that will surely result with you bent over the side of the bath and screaming his name if you’re not careful.

  But that’s fine with you. When you married Benimaru, you knew you were playing with fire.

  And he knew just how much you loved to get burned. 

[introvery]

This is a Benimaru x reader fic.

You awaken your Adolla Burst and the Eighth Fire Company takes you under their wing. But the Evangelist start up some chaos. Sooooooo you're sent to the Seventh to hide away until things blow over. While there, you meet Benimaru. It’s nicely paced and reflect well how the characters get to understand each other. This is a wonderful completed story of 15 decent sized chapters. Plus, some lemon scenes!🔥🔥🔥

[tarithenurse]

Spark Masterlist

Smut/lemons/nsfw/sexual themes = * Mental health issues = % Violence/gore = #

Always watch out for individual chapter warnings/content.Reader is per default female unless otherwise stated.

Spark * % #

Benimaru Shinmon x fem!reader. After reader’s little sister combusted, reader has been making it from day to day on her own, under the radar. She should never have come to District 7.

1. Flashback || 2. Detected || 3. Smoke || 4. Smoulder || 5. Flare || 6. Ember || 7. Flash Fire || 8. Scorched || 9. Ashes || 10. Charred || 11. Tinder || 12. Kindling || 13. Seared || 14. Glow || 15. Choking || 16. Inferno || 17. Explosion || 18. Incinerator || 19. Fuel || 20. Arson || 21. Ignite || 22. Seared || 23. From dust, to dust || 24. From the ashes || 25. Forged by fire || 26. Warm heart

[runabout-river]

Fanart for my fic by @baebeyza

"Konro didn't think he'd actually survive his last attack against the fire demon but not only was he still alive, a strange man he had never seen before (and who was definitely not there a minute ago) was also alive and breathing right next to him.

The one most shocked about still having a pulse (and an entire torso and arm), though, was none other than Toji himself."

[wipbigbang]

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炎炎ノ消防隊 | Enen no Shouboutai | Fire Force (Manga)

#187

Title: bound by love, blooming flowers

Pairing/Characters: Sagamiya Konro/Shinmon Benimaru

Rating Mature | M

Warnings/Tags: Chooses not to use Warnings

None of the major archive warnings apply, but there is a canonical character death and implied death of minor OCs. Violence is at a canon-typical level. Also please note that there is an age gap of 16 years between the characters in the ship.

Summary: What they have is not love, but red petals and blue petals and each other’s scars engraved on their chests.

[nighted-mist]

I’m currently on break from fanfic to work on my original fiction (I write spec fic), but the last thing I posted was the first chapter of a young!Benimaru & young!Hisui fic.

Fic Title: gesshoku

Fandoms: EnS | Fire Force + BnHA/MHA x-over

Rating: ⚠️M

Main Relationship: Shinmon Benimaru & Hisui | OC Gen or pre-slash pairing

See tags below.

Young!Benimaru meets a weird kid who apparently has a healing ability.

[unlikephoenix]

FANFIC RECOMMENDATIONS

ANIME & MANGA

DISCLAIMER: None of the post on this blog are my own. This blog purely exist to support and save my favorite fanfics. Please go to the original poster and support them.

A SIGN OF AFFECTION

Ashioki Oushi + Iryuu Shin + Nagi Itsuomi + Nagi Kyouya

ATTACK ON TITAN

BERSERK

Guts + Griffith

BLACK BUTLER

BLACK CLOVER

BLACK LAGOON

BLEACH

BLUE LOCK

BUDDY DADDIES

BUNGOU STRAY DOGS

CHAINSAW MAN

Aki Hayakawa + Kishibe

CODE GEASS

COWBOY BEBOP

Spike Spiegel

D. GRAY-MAN

DEMON SLAYER

Rengoku Kyojuro + Rengoku Shinjuro + Uzui Tengen (& wives)

DEATH NOTE

Lawliet L + Yagami Light

DR. STONE

Gen Asagiri + Hyoga + Nanami Ryuusui

DURARARA!!

FAIRY TAIL

FIRE FORCE

Akitaru Obi + Leonard Burns + Shinmon Benimaru

FOOD WARS

FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST

Edward Elric + Roy Mustang + Scar

FRUITS BASKET

GINTAMA

GOLDEN KAMUY

HAIKYUU!!

HELL’S PARADISE

Eizen + Shugen

HELLSING

Alucard

HOWL’S MOVING CASTLE

Howl

HUNTER X HUNTER

IDOLISH7

INUYASHA

Sesshomaru

JUJUTSU KAISEN

KAIJU NO. 8

KAMISAMA KISS

KUROKO’S BASKETBALL

MAGI

MAID-SAMA

Usui Takumi

MONONOKE

Kusuriuri

MORIARTY THE PATRIOT

MY HAPPY MARRIAGE

Kudou Kiyoka

MY HERO ACADEMIA

Aizawa Shouta (Eraser Head)

NARUTO

NORAGAMI

Bishamon + Yato (TYPES OF READER: Shinki Reader)

ONE PIECE

ONE PUNCH MAN

Genos + Saitama

OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB

Morinozuka Takashi + Ootori Kyoya + Suoh Tamaki

PRINCE OF TENNIS

PSYCHO-PASS

SLAM DUNK

SK8 THE INFINITY

Cherry Blossom + Joe

SOUL EATER

Franken Stein + Spirit Albarn

SPY X FAMILY

Loid Forger + Yor Forger

THE ANCIENT MAGUS’ BRIDE

Elias Ainsworth

THE APOTHECARY DIARIES

Jinshi

THE CASE STUDY OF VANITAS

Noé Archiviste

TOKYO REVENGERS

Ryuguji “Draken” Ken

TRIGUN

VIOLET EVERGARDEN

Claudia Hodgins

VINLAND SAGA

YONA OF THE DAWN

YU-GI-OH!

Seto Kaiba

YUU YUU HAKUSHO

Kurama

[koenigami]

𝒃𝒆𝒆. 21. INFP. GEMINI

➵ likes : rain, autumn, (spicy) romance books, gym, dogs&cats, mint tea, music, my friends, spending money, daisies, sweets

➵ dislikes : tomatoes, too hot summers, people with no self-awareness, real men, darkness, milk, mahito

➵ selfships : bokuto koutarou, kunigami rensuke, nanami kento, baji keisuke, kirishima eijirou, wriothesley

➵ my side chicks : iwaizumi hajime, miya atsumu, murasakibara atsushi, roronoa zoro, trafalgar d. law, benimaru shinmon, dazai osamu, gen narumi, thoma, gepard

➵ some of the fandoms I often interact with : haikyuu, jujutsu kaisen, blue lock, one piece, tokyo revengers, genshin impact, honkai star rail, kuroko no basuke, demon slayer, moriarty the patriot, attack on titan, fire force, bungo stray dogs, kaiju no. 8, chainsaw man

➵ feel free to interact with me! I'm an awkward introvert so if you’re an extrovert, hi. pls, adopt me. <3

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[eiflawriting]

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[annakade]

FANFIC LIST

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HIGH PRIORITY

(Mortal Kombat 1) Smoke/Tomas Vrbada

(Mortal Kombat 1) Reptile/Syzoth

(Mortal Kombat 1) Kenshi Takahashi

(Marvel) Dr. Strange

(DC) Batfam/Damian Wayne

(Star Wars) Poe Dameron

TMNT 2003

(TMNT 2003 x Mortal Kombat) Kung Lao

(Attack on Titan) Jean Kirstein

(Attack on Titan) Marco Bodt, Jean Kirstein, Reiner Braun

Taken

(Chicago Fire) Otis

(Lord of the Rings) Haldir

(Lord of the Rings) Legolas, Haldir, Eomer

(Lord of the Rings) Modern AU

(Naruto & Naruto Shippuden) Kankuro

Love Island The Game S2 (Gary, Carl)

Love Island The Game S2 (Gary, Carl, Gary, Carl)

Fire Force (Benimaru Shinmon)

Baccano (Luck Gandor)

Cardlin, Todd

(Lovelink) Zayn Kassab

(Lovelink) Hugo Hornsby

LOW PRIORITY

(Marvel) Bucky

(Marvel) Loki

(Marvel) Nova

(Marvel) Gambit

(Swat) Dominique Luca

(Swat) Donovan Rocker

(Chicago PD) Adam Ruzek

(Chicago PD) Dante Torres

(Love Island The Game S1) Levi

(Love Island The Game S3) Harry

(Love Island The Game S4) Will, Bruno

(Love Island The Game S6) Lewie, Andy

(Shall We Date: Angel or Devil) Reiner

(Durarara) Shizuo Heiwajima

(TMNT x Gargoyles) Brooklyn

(Lovelink) Brett O'Hara

(Blue Exorcist) Yukio Okumura

(Twilight) Embry Call

[bakubabes-tatakae]

Kinktober Day 17 - Benimaru Shinmon (Degradation) {1:27am}

Warnings: smut, fingering, 18+ content, degradation, dirty talk, offensive language (swearing), public acts, daddy kink

Word Count: 900

Kinktober Masterlist

He could feel the anger bubbling in his chest as he watched the two of you. You leaned against the wall with that stupid smile on your face, laughing far too loudly at his jokes that weren’t even that funny. It pissed him off to no end. That god damned Hinawa. Usually, he was quiet, not wanting anything to do with the people that showed up to these types of things. So why did he choose now to be the time that he opened up and made a friend? And why did that friend have to be you?

You could feel the eyes on your from where he stood, trying to ignore them. You were never going to get used to that jealous side that Benimaru Shinmon had. And the bastard hid it well from everyone, saving it just for you.

Benimaru stood from where he leaned on the wall, his figure sauntering toward you. You were nervous, to say the least, as you saw the eyes that he wore. Those were the eyes that you always caught glimpse of right before that jealous nature came in. His hand came down hard on Hinawa’s shoulder with a vice grip that made the man wince a little. As he turned and locked eyes with Benimaru you saw him swallow hard. “Good evening, Captain Shinmon.”

Benimaru gave him a shit-eating grin as he looked to you. “Good evening, Lieutenant.” He took his hand from Hinawa’s shoulder and reached out toward you. “I need to have a word with Y/n if you don’t mind.”

You raised your eyebrows, trying to get him to leave you be. You were actually enjoying your conversation with Hinawa and you didn’t want him to pull you away from that. “So go ahead, you’re right here. I’m waiting.”

You watched Benimaru’s nostrils flare, barely able to believe what he was hearing. If there was one thing that he hated it was when people didn’t obey his direct orders. “In private if you don’t mind.” His tone was a little harsher this time around.

He gripped your arm and pulled you quickly away from the crowd that had formed. You grabbed at his hand, trying to push it from you. “Benimaru, that hurts, let go.”

Benimaru ignored your pleas, continuing down the hallway of the hotel, headed straight for the room you shared. The sight of your door made him smirk, he knew exactly what he wanted to do and he wasn’t waiting any longer. His strong hands spun you around, pushing you against the wall with a force. His hands slammed down on both sides of your head. “Daddy’s little slut thinks that it’s funny to flirt with another man in front of him?” He brought his face close to yours. “Come on, does she? Answer me.”

You whined as he pressed his body weight into you, still unsure of how you should react. You could barely contain your desire as you saw the lust in those red eyes of his come forth. “No. Never. I would never.”

His lips attached themselves to your neck as you tipped your head back to give him better leverage. “Then why were you doing it? You’re just a needy little bitch tonight, right? Don’t know how to keep it in your pants when you should. Tch, such a dirty girl.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck, twirling the hair at the bottom of it. “To get your attention. That’s all.”

Benimaru smirked. “Well you have it now and just for how you went about it, you’re gonna be my precious little fuck-toy for the night. But if you’re really good for me, maybe I’ll let you enjoy yourself. Okay, darling?”

You pushed your hips into him, needing to feel him as close to you as you could. He grabbed your hips and pushed you back to the wall. “No, not yet. I told you, you’re mine tonight to do with as I please. You should have thought about that before you did what you did, doll.” His voice was deep and raspy as he kept you in place. “Greedy little sluts like you don’t get to ride daddy’s thigh or his cock whenever they want.”

He pushed his leg between your thighs and spread them apart, his hand sliding into the front of your leggings. “If you don’t apologize that sweet little ass off to me right now then I’ll be sure to take you right here. Make sure that everybody can hear your little cries and see just how good you look as I fuck you senseless.”

The words spilling from his mouth had you both surprised and ready for him. You had never wanted to let him take you so badly, but you obeyed him. The possibility of the other companies in the building finding the two of you like this was fueling you to listen to him. “I’m sorry.”

His fingers slid past your underwear, teasing your folds as he smirked. “Try again. That’s not what I wanted to hear. Apologize properly and tell me who you’re apologizing to, you needy little thing.”

Benimaru sunk his fingers into your core, slowly pushing them into you as you whined out your words. “I’m sorry, daddy.”

He stopped his fingers and kissed the side of your chin, nibbling softly. “That’s more fucking like it, now get your horny self in that bedroom so I can fuck it out of you.”

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[qissu]

Shinmon x F!Reader "Baby it's cold outside"

Genre: Fluff with plot

Words: 1038

Summary: You come back home to visit you father Konro, only ending up with you waking up to shinmon in your bed and being trapped in by the snow.

Winter was approaching hastily, and the strong winds of the forthcoming season awoke you from your sleep as you slept with your bedroom window slightly open.

 As you force yourself awake, you shiver in response. You paused in place as you brushed your skin in response to the wind.

Looking down and noticing your breasts were exposed, your eyes remained fixed on the arms that were snugly wrapped around your waist as you looked from right to left.

There was a strange man in your bed, which you instantly covered your mouth as you grasped. Fortunately, he was still sleeping when you lifted the covers. 

"S- shinmon?"  You couldn't help but shriek in disbelief.

As you attempted to get out of bed, his hold tightened with the slightest movement. You grab the window curtains and pull yourself up, thinking that would be a brilliant idea.

It worked until it didn't; the curtains gave way, and his grip on your waist completely loosened.

You threw yourself off the bed, taking all of the covers and even the curtains with you.

"Please don't wake up, please don't wake up." You whispered out in hopes that your clumsiness didn't awaken him. You waited on the floor, looking up at the bed, but there was no movement.

You breathed a sigh of relief till you heard Konro, your father's voice from down the hall. In the mornings, he frequently comes in to see how you're doing.

You jumped up, gripping the bed sheets as you crept onto the bed like a demon escaping hell, not wanting him to see Shinmon sleeping in your bed.

"He's on his way! Work your way under the bed!" You force Shinmon to wake up by climbing on top of him.

His gaze falls on yours, and he appears displeased with the current situation. "Why aren't you getting up? Make your way under the bed! My father is on his way!"

"But, for someone who had just awoken, that's a lot of effort." He pulled you down onto his chest and buried his head in your neck as he dozed off again.

How could he be so relaxed in this situation?!

When you hear a knock at the door, you grow panicked.

"Please, Dad, don't come in! I'm not feeling well!"

"Then I should come in and check your fever."   He reached for the doorknob.

"I just threw up outside the door! You don't want to step in it, do you?"

He came to a halt as the door cracked open slightly.

"Just come in Konro." Shinmon spoke up. raising his head, his gaze directed toward the door.

When your father saw the two of you in bed, he seemed unfazed. "  I came at a poor time, anyways, y/n I'm afraid you'll have to wait till next week to see your mother, the snow is falling quicker than I expected, and no transportation services will be able to transport you, even if you paid a lot of money."

"While the people of Asakusa light off fireworks for the coming season, me and the twins will be making hot coco."

He left the two of you alone once more, and Shinmon bent over you, pulling the covers from the floor and covering you both.

"There's nothing to be concerned about, as you can see. Let us go to sleep."

"Wait, this isn't right...I'll be right back." You leap to your feet and dress before exiting the room.

"Looks like someone had a fun night." As they pass you in the hallway, Hinata and Hikage snicker.

You catch up to your father by ignoring them.

"I wasn't expecting you to leave the room in such a hurry." As he made the coco, he continued.

"I don't understand, your okay with me and waka being together?"

"Yeah."

"Why"

"I trust him."

"But when I dated overseas you would be pissed off! that's not fair!"

He turned around and caressed your head. "You'll understand when you're a parent."

He returned his attention to the coco.

You return to your room, still unsatisfied with his response. Shinmon was up and about, getting ready for the day.

"I guess you were right, there's no need to be worried."

"I was already aware of that."

"Well, you did a fantastic job of reassuring me." As you prepared your bed, you gave him the side eye.

As the night grew darker, Shinmon joined the other towns people in setting the fireworks, while you assisted your father and the twins in passing out hot coco.

Shinmon returned once he finished, grabbing two cups of hot cocoa and pulling you away from everyone to sit on top of Company 7's building.

"Are you upset that you weren't able to return home on time?"

"I used to spend this time with my mother, but it's a wonderful change of pace. Nothing can compare to Asakusa and its amazing hot coco."

 When you look up from your warm cup of coco, you notice Shinmon gazing at you.

"Is there something wrong with my face?" As he smirked, you wiped your face.

"You were always someone who was beautiful from afar, and I assumed that if I got closer, I'd lose the same beauty I cherished so much, but I was mistaken."

His lips move closer to your ear. "Being beside you makes me want you even more, no matter what the consequences are."

Your cheeks flushed with blood, and as you turned to face him, you were greeted by his lips.

He deepens the kiss, savoring you with all of his affection and tenderness. Only breaking away as the sky is lit up by fireworks. As it went on, he stood up and took your hands in his, pulling you back inside.

You snuggle once you're both undressed and back in bed, and it quickly turns into kissing.

"What if my father shows up again?"

"It doesn't make a difference."

"What if you came home to find your daughter naked in bed with a man?"

"I'm going to kill him." As you both giggle, he lifts the covers over both of you.

During that winter night, you both embraced each other, and the night was filled with love.

[tarithenurse]

Spark - 20

Fandom: Enn Enn no Shouboutai / Fire Force. Pairing: Shinmon Benimaru x fem!reader. Content: Angst. A/N: Hugs? Feel free to ASK (or reblog) for tag – in fact: always reblog. Thanks to those who have already <3

20. Arson

...   Reader   ...

For the first time in your life, the idea of having ended up in the claws of Haijima seems preferable compared to whatever this madness is. It’s a nightmare. Just a nightmare. I’ll wake up in just a moment. You know you’re not but it’s the only comfort that’s keeping your from screaming out in fear at the scenery the girl has marched you through.

The hallway had been grim enough. What followed was worse: you supposed it’s a laboratory considering the oddly glowing wires and lights, and instruments that you haven’t got the faintest clue what are for. There was a row of containers with bugs on a table by the wall on one side while vials and beakers filled with concoctions (some bubbling above blue flames) were littering the workspace in the middle of the room. You were fleetingly glad that the girls controlling your body allowed you to march straight to the door at the other end of the room.

I should’ve known better.

Now, you can’t move at all even if the giggling puppeteers has relinquished control of your limbs. Strapped down tightly with chains and manacles, it’s impossible to do more than wiggle your toes. Well...you can move your eyes but you’re not sure you dare to.

Before you stands the dis-proportioned figure of Dr. Giovanni. The tall hat’s brim and his collar are cradling darkness behind the freaky mask – you can’t see his face, but you’re sure his smiling.

“Isn’t this better, hmm?” His voice crackles despite minimal intonation, “waiting...on the precipice to your destiny!”

“Mmrmmmglllm!” Shut the fuck up!

He gets the gist even with the gag impeding your speech. “Now, my dear, there’s no need to be so angry. I’m merely going to help you seize the power waiting for you. Wait and see.”

Giovanni strides over and opens a door and in comes yet another person dressed in white with a red cross. This one is big and muscly and his face is hidden behind a shroud but to be honest you’re paying more attention to what he’s dragging along: a girl, maybe ten years old, is trotting behind (her upper arm is engulfed by the man’s fist). Dressed in the same type of clothes as you and barefoot...that’s where the likeness ends because she’s dirty, skinny, her hair is a mop of matted strands managing to shield most of the face but not hiding the dried-up streaks from tears and snot.

“There’s good.” You’re only vaguely aware that Giovanni had gone to the lab and come back before hearing his order.

The muscle man parks the child in the appointed spot in front of you and then steps behind you. Out of sight. You want the girl to run, to show some sign of desire to get out of this hellhole...but her eyes are unseeing and she simply stands with a hanging head.

“[Y/N],” Giovanni’s voice crackles with delight, “let me show you what I’ve been working on.”

...  Benimaru  ...

“No,” Benimaru easily shuts down the conversation, “you’re not coming with me.”

He knows Konro wants to protest – his oldest friend might even go behind his back somehow in an effort to be of help – but there’s no doubt in the captain’s heart. No one else. Information is scant about the Netherworld and the White-Clad who seem to cherish the relics of a burned world, so going there won’t be a stroll in the park. While Benimaru is confident in his own powers (sometimes looking for a challenge, actually), he doesn’t know what waits underground and can’t guarantee the safety of others.

Pausing at the heavy cloth marking the entrance/exit of the fire station, Benimaru looks back briefly at his friend. “Keep Asakusa safe.”

...

The only person who might be willing to share any information of use is Joker. Of course, he’s not the kind of guy that’s easily found when he doesn’t want to be, but somehow it makes sense to see the slender figure waiting in the dark. Only the pulsing glow of his cigarette is occasionally enough to illuminate the man’s maniacal grin as Benimaru jumps off the matoï.

“You remembered, good,” Joker greets him.

Remembered what? Scratching his head, the captain walks over to the wall of metal and concrete that’s blocking the way below ground. Judging by partially overgrown grooves along the edges, it must be supposed to open outwards, but there’s no handle or lock and there are patches of rust wherever water has had a chance to linger.

“Netherworld...nether means below, so I figured this was an easy place to start,” he shrugs and bangs on the gate.

There’s a faint sound of echoing from the other side but, naturally, nothing else happens.

“Huh...” smoke accompanies Joker’s words, “no one’s home?”

Even if that were true, it won’t stop them and moments later they’ve found the old mechanism, freed it of vines and an abandoned birds’ nest, and activated it. The door clanks ominously and manages to grind far enough along the groove before it stops that the men can enter.

[runabout-river]

Small Beni eating the petals of beautiful flowers.

Fanart by @baebeyza for the newest chapter of my fanfic Gods of War and Destruction.