#fyodor x yn

[himimosa]

when they are sick

taking care of bsd men when they are sick...

fyodor, kunikida, dazai

Fyodor Dostoevsky

He is the person who walks around sick for almost half of a year, with a lot of sniffs and sneezes. Somehow he can manage to catch a cold even in summer. You say it is because he has an awful immune system

He already has anemia that makes his body weak. And if a bad cold is added too, he becomes almost pathetic...

If you ask him, he says he is used to being sick most of the time, but that is not true. He tried to take pills a few times for his anemia but they were useless (no, i am not self-projecting here, nope)

Most of the time, he can pull to do his work even if that means carrying tissues with him everywhere.

He hates the times when he got extra bad cold, it causes delays in his work. He is not someone who will accept to see a doctor even though his fever runs high. So if you're going to accompany him, you have to use more conventional ways...

You know hot soup, warm shower, herbal teas... He will act like you are being too "histrionic" and he is doing fine, but he will appreciate it secretly...

You put a mix of mint and linden leaves into the french press, added a tiny piece of ginger, and then poured hot water. After you waited for a while you poured out the liquid through a strainer. You had chosen your fav “I like mugs because they’re very comfortable in your hand” mug for it.

You entered the room where Fyodor was laying, he was trying to read a book but he was coughing constantly. You pulled the book from his hands: "Please drink this and rest a little. I am sure your book can wait for you." you scolded him lightly. He didn't argue with you, which was a sign that he was really feeling bad.

He took the mug, and looked at the writing on it "I don't understand why this is written on a mug" You chuckled "Because either you don't have a sense of humor or you have never heard Demi Lovato before dear.."

"Is it really an inadequacy of me that I don't get the references from the pop culture that was brought to people by no one but-"

"Darling darling..." you interrupted him "You can talk for hours about fatuity of popularism later, but I am begging you, drink this tea. now..."

He was annoyed by your interruption but he complied with your request. He sniffed before taking a sip. Then his face turned into a disgusted expression.

"Did you put ginger in this tea?.."

Kunikida Doppo

This poor man will go through the 5 stages of grief in order...

Denial: "I am not sick, I just got shivers for a second! This doesn't mean anything!" "No, I don't look awful or tired, I am fine!"

Anger: "This is because of that Dazai asshole! That nasty bastard sneezed right into my face and contaminated me with his viruses!"

Bargaining: "...Okay some inconveniences might happen but it's not that bad", "I will drink this tea and get better in an instant. No, I don't need a break, I will be fine"

Depression: "... What will happen to the agency if I use two days off?" "...my program... I will be left behind on it.."

Acceptance: "..President, may I use two days off to recover?"

He knew it is natural to get sick for people... But it wasn't written in his ideals book... He must add some notes about this too...

All he wants is quickly recover and get back to his responsibilities. So he will see a doctor, he will take his medicines, will drink all the herbal tea he needs to drink...You don't have to do much indeed, he is someone who takes care of himself well. But this doesn't mean he won't appreciate it if you do some thoughtful things for him...

"I'm home" you called to him when you entered the house with your keys. You dropped the bags that you got from the grocery store to the kitchen. You could organize them later, you went right ahead to the room where Kunikida was resting. He tried to get up to greet you but you acted quicker and hugged him while he was still sitting. He froze for only one second, then slowly wrapped his arms around you

"Y/N... You shouldn't be this close to me, you will get sick too..." He murmured but didn't push you away too. You shrugged your shoulders while still hugging him "Then I will use a day off with my sick boyfriend, that doesn't seem so bad to me" Kunikida chuckled lightly "If we both use a day off at the same time, I can't imagine what sort of chaos would the agency have..." Then he slowly pulled himself back to see you eye-to-eye and started to ask you questions... How is the agency going? Were budget calculations accurate? Have you taken new cases? What kind of ruckus did Dazai cause when he wasn't around to lecture him? How many calls did you get for his suicide attempts this time?

You told him about how you took care of everything on his behalf with everyone's help (well mostly with the help of Atsushi, Kyoka, Kenji, and Tanizaki siblings... basically with minors of Ada...) But even Dazai wasn't acting so "wild". He was whining about how the agency became too quiet and no-fun without Kunikida and all the joy he got from work vanished without Kunikida...

"Everyone can't wait to get you better love they are planning to visit you tomorrow night," you told with a smile. Kunikida coughed and covered his mouth, then mumbled: "I see..." You knew he did it to hide the light blush and embarrassed smile on his face, but you didn't tease him for it. After all, he was deserving it all...

Dazai Osamu

Here comes the drama king...

First, let's be honest here... He is treating his own body like shit... We saw him in his flat, this man doesn't even cook for himself. He literally feeds with sake and canned crabs only... Despite that, he doesn't get sick easily. He has the durability of a cockroach (i swear i love him, these insults are with affection)

He is the kind of person who doesn't get sick even there is a cold season and everyone around him got ill. He catches the sickness not more once than a year, but when he gets ill, it is always the most unexpected time.

Once, while he was still in the port mafia he got a very bad cold right before an important mission. When Mori saw his situation, he had to cancel the mission.

Because this man acts like he is on the deathbed when he is sick...

"So I made some research on the internet... With all these symptoms on me; either I have some kind of chronic illness, or brain tumor.. which leads us to the conclusion that I have only 2 weeks to live..." "Or, you have a cold, you shithead.." "Do not act like you are a doctor now Chuuya, or I will throw up to your precious hat..."

He didn't change much... The only difference is now he is being your boyfriend, you have to take care of this man like you are taking care of a child. He will act like he is much worse than he is to get all your affection and care... You will need a lot of patience, to be honest...

"Ew, there is no way I would drink that crap!" You thought for a millisecond to throw the bowl of soup to his face but you didn't have the heart for it. Even though he was acting like a spoiled brat, he was miserable right now. You knew he hadn't eaten anything since yesterday morning, you had to convince him to put something in his stomach no matter what...

"Why don't you want to drink this babe?" you asked with your sweetest tone. Dazai shrugged his shoulders "It smells bad, makes me want to puke..." You tried again "What if you push yourself? Just a little? I know it doesn't look appetizing but this soup is too good for cold, you will feel better after your drink I promise..."

Dazai looked at you with defeated eyes, he couldn't resist any longer "..fine then"

With excitement, you took one spoon from the bowl and carefully held it towards his mouth, you were cupping the other hand under the spoon to keep it from spilling. Dazai slowly opened his mouth, only to make a sour face "It is too hot!"

"Sorry baby, my bad" you apologized and started to cool it down by stirring it with the spoon. You took another spoon from the bowl, this time you blew a little air before giving it to Dazai. When he started to make some teasing comments on you would be a great nanny, you decided he was already getting better. You tried to get up after he finished his soup, but Dazai held you weakly by his wrist. "You won't leave me alone on my deathbed, right?" You rolled your eyes: "You're an idiot, you know that right?" He smirked lightly "But I am your idiot, and you still love me..." You couldn't control your smile this time. You gently removed the hair on his forehead and gave him a little peck "Yeap... Only mine to love..."

well, i couldn't still get over from this week's episode and couldnt't write anything new. this was on the drafts and not proof readed, but i will still share it. fyodor stans can use it as a denial of ep 11 :')

[aoizaraka]

HOW BEING IN HIS ARMS FEEL LIKE

being in the comfort of his arms and cuddling all afternoon might be the best moments you hope to happen everyday. you dont necessarily like the cruel frigidness in the room, and the touch of his cold skin doesnt help it either. but you dont care-- as long as you're with him and he's with you. the comfortable feeling of being in his arms just makes you forget about the burdens of life, the dreadful emotions that has been eating you alive. the tightness of your mental stability automatically eases up. it makes you forget even the hardest moments of your life.

-- . fyodor, shibusawa, ayatsuji yukito . william moriarty . hanako/yugi amane , teru minamoto . tanjiro, giyuu, obanai , (and anyone else u want!!)

instead of you initiating it, its usually him. he has always been a clingy significant other, not that you mind. it doesnt matter where you two even are, public or private, he just wants to feel your skin against his. he prefers being little spoon most of the time, but it doesnt matter. he often just rests his head on your shoulder. the feeling of it comforts and relieves you, your stress, and basically everything, i mean.. the feeling of his physical affection, his warmth and shared feelings with you makes you feel warm even in the inside.

-- . ranpo, nikolai, dazai . louis moriarty . mikey, baji keisuke . tsukasa, teru (m) . zenitsu

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In love with your Ranpo fics fr, could I order another Ranpo fic? Maybe something similar to unrequited love again (⁠ʘ⁠ᗩ⁠ʘ⁠’⁠) but this time from his perspective

❝𝐈𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮?❞

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𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐨 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐃𝐨𝐠𝐬

𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐩𝐨 𝐄𝐝𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭: 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, (𝐘/𝐍) 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐒𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐩𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠... 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅 // 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆

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GENDER NETURAL BUT AFAB READER sorry :')

NOT PROOF READ !

REQUESTS ARE OPEN ! check the bottom of this post for information <3

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Ranpo Edogawa, it was hard to describe him... He was definitely special, to you. There was just something about the way he'd happily say your name as he would run up to you with the latest snack he'd find... Or how he'd ramble about his day to you... Or the way he'd call you his favorite assistant.

He definitely knew how to make someone smile... But he also knew how to make someone feel dumb.

It's been... How long since you've known this guy? How long have you been trying to make it obvious that you liked him?

For someone who called themselves the world's greatest detective... He could also be clueless.

How many gifts, snacks and treats, have you left on his desk since you've met him? How much do you have to deal with his cockiness and tease? How long. Have you waited. For him to say. Three simple words?

╰┈➤ ❝I love you❞

Maybe its time you give up. There's no point in trying. He'll just never notice it, huh?

Or maybe he has, but just doesn't care... Maybe he just doesn't see you anymore than just a friend.

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Ranpo stepped into the Agency a few days later, ready to be visited by your great smile and a big hug from you ! He always loved it when you'd give him attention, it was a different kind of attention compared to the other agency members.. similar to that same respect that he had with Fukuzawa.

"(Y/NN) !" He called out to you, noticing how you were at your desk, not jumping to greet to him, like you often did. He didn't suspect anything at first.

You turned to him with a straight look, no smile at all... "Yes?"

"wellllll?" He dragged along, holding his hand out. You were silent for a moment before pulling a small lollipop from your pocket and placing it in his hands. "That's it??" He questioned, disappointed. You often brought him big and new things from different stores and bakeries. Besides, didn't you promise him a surprise a few days ago??

"I don't have anything else on me," you spoke before turning your attention back to your computer, typing away and choosing to end the conversation there.

Ranpo stared at you for a moment, quiet.

He didn't want to question it, so he chose to ignore it and sit down at his desk. 'Maybe you're just feeling down. Or having a mood swing.' he thought to himself while he put his legs up on his desk and leaned back, staring at the ceiling.

.

It wouldn't take long for Ranpo to notice a pattern after just a few days. You seemed to be ignoring him more and more. You gave your attention to the work and other members instead of him.

What, him jealous? No..

Why would he be jealous? He's the world's greatest detective ! The thought of love just didn't sit right with him. He was too busy helping dumb little cops with their cases to get into that business ! ...right?

That night, he stared up at his ceiling, not seeming to fall asleep as he thought about your pretty face or how you'd smile at him... Or the way you'd pamper him with more attention then he could ever get compared to all the other agency members combined.

...

...maybe he did miss you, just a little.

...

What felt like forever, only a few weeks, since he's actually hung out with you, he's decided to confront you about this! Obviously there's something upsetting you that he's not knowing about? It's that easy to see!

"(Y/N)." His voice had called out to you as you were ready to enter the Agency building. You turned to see him standing with a frustrated and upset, yet saddened, look on his poor face.

"yes-?"

"why are you ignoring me." He cut you off, not wanting to wait any longer to know the truth.

You were quiet to say the least, but not surprised. ".. whatever do you mean?"

"don't act stupid, (Y/N). I can easily pull out my glasses and use my ultra deduction if I wanted to." He paused with a sigh as he looked up. He had noticed a small leaf fall from the sky, the wind carrying it as it fell on top of your head. He couldn't help but smile a little, but he was still serious about getting an answer. "But I want to hear the reason from you."

"... You tell me, Edogawa." He was a little shocked by you calling him by his surname. That was.. a different approach. Slowly he pulled his glasses out and pushed it up the bridge of his nose, staring at you quietly.

"... y'know, you could've told me all that time, yeah.. I was bound to.. deduce it eventually.."

"..I know." You lied.

"..so why didn't you?"

You were quiet for a moment before pulling that leaf, that fell on your head, out of your hair and holding it in between your fingers. Ranpo didn't like the friction in the air, it oddly felt intense to him. Maybe it was just the awkwardness between you too... But he didn't understand why it had to be like this. "...I don't know."

"no, you do know."

"..I guess," you paused and sighed, letting the leaf fall to the ground. "So what now?"

"..is it too late to say I love you..?" He spoke under his breath, the smallest tint of blush on his pretty face.

"..yeah."

"..you've lost those feelings, huh?" You nodded your head while awkwardly smiling at the ground, your hands were held tightly together. "..sorry. I was an idiot."

"let's just stay friends..."

"..ah, of course."

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[stinkyme]

Hello! This is a discussion I had a bit before, threesome with Nikolai and Fyodor and this is an ask of a specific person who requested :) I hope you like it and enjoy it! :) <3

CW/TW: NSFW, fem!reader, threesome, dom!reader, switch!Nikolai, sub!Fyodor, spanking, anal fingering, using strap-on, edging (?), handjob(s), praise, oral sex, ejaculation in the mouth (Nikolai & Fyodor), one usage of "mommy" by Fyodor, creampies, they are OOC lol, if I forgot anything please let me know! :)

I apologize this took me a while but I was caught up with other things, I personally dislike how this one turned out but I hope you enjoy as much as possible regardless :) (tbh had no idea how to name this fic, bear with me please)

PS. if this is formated weirdly, i deeply apologize, tumblr is so weird these days :(

I apologize for any mistakes in advance! :)

Good boys || Nikolai Gogol x Fyodor Dostoevsky x Reader

"So, which one of you will explain to me what exactly happened?" you asked in a serious, cold tone. You were part of Decay of Angels for quite some time now and Fyodor entrusted you with a lot of things given your capability and abilities. Least to say, your relationship turned out to be more serious and complicated than that, especially when Nikolai came into the picture. At this very moment, two of them made a mistake in the execution of one of the plans due to misunderstanding. Therefore you had two gullible looking men on your bed, their expressions as pathetic as they can get but Fyodor did try to hide and mask it more than Nikolai. Unsuccessfully, of course, given the fact you could see the way the beginning of his eyebrow was twitching as his gaze couldn't meet yours.

"Oh my...what should I do with the two of you?" you sighed out, tapping your heel on the floor as you kept observing them. Sly smirk curled out of your lips as you came towards Nikolai, slowly kneeling in front of him as you were resting your hands on his thighs.

"Tell me, dear, was this an issue with understanding between the two of you?" you asked in a silvery, almost compassionate tone as he nodded. Nikolai was known to be an eccentric man but at this very moment, your presence made him more tame than ever.

"Hm...I see. Well, we need to work on that then, no?" you asked enthusiastically as you got up in quick manner, moving your attention to both of them at the same time. Both of them nodded, however Fyodor seemed to be more skeptical.

"It appears I just know how to make the two of you understand each other better." you said slyly as you continued your sentence.

"Take your clothes off for me, both of you." you ordered in a sharp tone as Fyodor's gaze met yours, hesitant expression on his face.

"What's wrong my dear?" you asked him as you were walking towards him. You wrapped your hand underneath his jaw and lifted it up, making him look at you. You paused for a second, gazing over his face before you spoke.

"You believe in punishment, don't you?" you asked him slowly, raising your eyebrow at him as the corners of your lips spread into a cunning smile.

"I do however-" he said hesitantly, it was quite amusing having him in this state. You brushed your thumb over his soft cheek making him look at you.

"It will make me feel so much better if you were to be a good boy for me, can you do that?" you cut him off, gaze lustfully tracing over his features. Nikolai was always quick to pick up and be obedient, swiftly taking his clothes off and exposing his muscular body. Your gaze was tracing over his naked body, a little smile appearing on your face as you moved your hand on Fyodor's clothed cock, gently squeezing it and making him let out a low whimper. He was looking at you with half lidded eyes as he was leaning in, capturing your lips in a needy kiss. You chuckled into his lips, your tongues quickly finding each other and deepening the kiss as Nikolai sat on the bed, slowly stroking himself, his gaze cunning and lickerish. You pulled away from Fyodor, a thin string of saliva connecting your tongues as he was slightly breathless. You didn't say anything but it was enough for him to take his clothes off, exposing his thin body. Nikolai was still playing with himself as you went over to the drawer, taking out a strapon and lube. You turned around, observing their hard cocks, Nikolai was shamelessly stroking it while Fyodor's hands rested on his sides. You put both strapon and lube on the table and came up to Nikolai, grasping his face with your hand and leaning closer to him, his lips parting in anticipation as the two of you started making out. He was more demanding than Fyodor, little snivels escaping his throat and being muffled in your mouth as his wet, soft tongue moved in perfect sync with yours. He pulled away first, a little blush appearing on his face as he kept stroking himself, eyes filled with neediness. You looked over at Fyodor who was captivated by the sight of two of you making out, a small amount of precum leaking out of his tip. Nikolai swiftly wrapped his other hand around Fyodor's cock making him gasp out as his eyes widened. Nikolai was stroking both himself and Fyodor at the same time, the two of them exchanging pathetic gazes as whimpers kept escaping their lips. Fyodor was slowly thrusting his hips into Nikolai's hand as you were taking your clothes off, both men desperately watching you reveal your naked body. You took off your shirt and pants, swiftly removing your panties and bra right after as their shamelessly horny gaze kept tracing over your body. Nikolai kept stroking both of them, Fyodor's dim whimpers mixing up with Nikolai's louder, quick moans.

"Be patient boys." you said softly as you started adjusting the harness with a strapon around your hips. You put a small amount of lube on your palm and started spreading it all over the strap, making sure it's nicely coated and wet. You came up to two of them, observing Fyodor's frail body twitching from Nikolai's touch as you leaned towards him, gently licking his lips and making him part them. The two of you shared another deep kiss, Fyodor's hands messily finding their way to your breasts, gently squeezing them as he was trembling under your kiss and Nikolai's touch. You swiftly put your hand on Nikolai's cheek, pulling him closer as you pulled away from Fyodor, continuing the pace of kissing with Nikolai almost immediately. Nikolai's tongue was brushing over yours gently and he started stroking Fyodor's faster, making him whine almost in your ear. Both of you smiled into a kiss upon hearing Fyodor's sweet sounds and you pulled away from Nikolai who swiftly engrossed Fyodor's attention by kissing him. You moved away, leaving Fyodor's hands empty as the two of them shared a deep and passionate kiss. The two of them pulled away from each other and looked at you, practically waiting for the next demand.

"Good boys, now get on all fours for me." you said in a soft tone as the two of them obeyed, arching their back for you and exposing their bare asses as you were stroking the strapon, making sure it's still wet as you stood behind them.

"Me first please, Y/N." Nikolai said in an ecstatic tone, eager for friction as Fyodor kept silent.

"Hm...aren't you a needy one, Kolya." you said through a light laugh as you started slowly teasing his hole with the tip of the strap, Nikolai's body twitching from cold sensation. He let out a little giggles of excitement as you started pushing the strap deeper, making him choke on his own giggle and choke out a whimper. Corners of your lips curled into a smile as you slided the strap fully inside of him and started slowly thrusting. Nikolai was whimpering, arching his back more for you as you kept your pace. You were observing Fyodor whose eyes were filled with agonizing envy as he kept watching Nikolai's face expressing pleasure from your touch.

"Now, now, I didn't forget about you Fedya." you said lovingly as you put two of your fingers inside of your mouth, twirling your tongue around them and making sure they are completely wet before putting them on Fyodor's needy hole, teasing his entrance with drawing small circles. Fyodor let out a soft snivel, growing more pathetic for any friction as he kept watching Nikolai receiving pleasure.

"Please…" he let out in a broken tone, voice dropping lower. You swiftly pushed your fingers inside, making him yelp out of pleasure. You moved your hips and fingers at the same pace, fucking both of them stimutaniounsly as their whimpers kept filling up your ears. Watching and having two of them like this made your whole body fill up with immense warmth. You started moving your hips faster, pounding inside Nikolai whose choked whines basically silenced Fyodor's whimpers. You curled your fingers up a bit and started moving them faster making Fyodor moan out sharply as you kept relentlessly stimulating his sensitive spot. Your free hand landed a loud spank on Nikolai's ass as you kept thrusting inside of him, making him choke out a whine. You extracted your fingers out of Fyodor's ass to spank him as well, a harsh slap on his skin immediately resulting in crimson red color. You left another spank on his ass making him let out a keen sob and right after slided your fingers back inside, sliding them in and out and further penetrating him. You stopped moving your hips and with your free hand grabbed Nikolai's messy braid, pulling him towards you and making him arch his back more.

"Fuck yourself like a good boy." you whispered out in his ear and he immediately started moving his hips back and forth, fucking himself on the strap. He was letting out blissful whimpers and whines, hitting all the right spots inside of himself as you focused more on Fyodor as for now. You started moving your fingers faster making his whole body twitch as soft, under breath whines kept escaping his lungs, his pathetic hole clenching and relaxing around your fingers. You harshly spanked Nikolai once again as he kept desperately fucking himself, his hips quivering as his cock started twitching more and more from immense pleasure.

"So good...more." Nikolai was choking his words out, almost breathless as his orgasm started intensely building up inside him.

"Should I let him cum, Fedya? Hm?" you asked in a sly tone as you started sliding your fingers in and out even faster making Fyodor's body start shaking and twitching more intensely as he tried to choke his words out unsuccessfully. A little cunning smirk appeared on your lips as you watched Nikolai fucking himself dumb on your strap, moaning shamelessly loud as he was getting closer and closer.

"What a shame." you let out in a disappointed tone as you pulled the strap out of Nikolai as well as your fingers out of Fyodor. Both of them turned around at the same time, pathetic eyes looking for an explanation.

"I was a good boy, please let me cum, please." Nikolai was desperately begging, his eyes filled with agony as a little amount of precum leaked from his tip making you giggle.

"You are so pathetic Kolya." you scoffed out as you grabbed his jaw, leaning closer to his face.

"You will use Fedya's mouth, dummy." you said as you wrapped your hand around Nikolai's cock, slowly stroking it and him immediately letting out shaky whimpers.

"And you...what about you?" you asked as you looked over at Fyodor, his eyes filled with desperation.

"Please…" he let out shamefully, making you giggle as you felt Nikolai's cock twitch inside of your hand. You let go of his cock, edging him further as he let out a pathetic whine.

"Please what? Use your words, slut." you said sharply as Fyodor's cock twitched at your words.

"I want some too..please..fuck me. It's my turn." he said in a shaky, pitiful tone as Nikolai moved himself in front of Fyodor. You smiled as you stood behind him, grasping a handful of his hair and pushing him forward Nikolai's cock.

"Good boy, now put that mouth of yours to a better use." you ordered and he immediately opened his mouth, wrapping them around Nikolai's thick cock as you swiftly went to a drawer and cleaned the strap. You were observing them, ears filled with Fyodor's choking each time Nikolai's cock would hit the back of his throat as Nikolai put his hand into Fyodor's hair, pushing him further and shamelessly moaning. You quickly lubed the strap and came back to Fyodor, positioning yourself behind him as you paralleled the strap with his hole. You were slowly sliding it inside, stretching him out and you could hear him whimpering around Nikolai's cock. 

"Don't mess up the pace now Fedya, it wouldn't be fair to Kolya." you were teasing as you started pounding vigorously inside of Fyodor making him stop sucking on Nikolai's cock for a moment, a chain of sharp moans interrupting his pace. Nikolai grabbed Fyodor's hair, keeping his head in place as he started thrusting his hips inside and fucking Fyodor's throat. Your skin was slapping into Fyodor's ass, leaving red marks behind as you wrapped your hands around his hips and pulling them towards you, fucking him more relentlessly. Pitiful, muffled chokes kept escaping his throat alongside with whimpers stimulating Nikolai more who was moaning sharply, eyes half lidded as his orgasm was getting closer and closer. You moved one of your hands between Fyodor's legs, your pace inside of him still unswervingly vigorous as the palm of your hand wrapped around his cock. You started stroking his cock, making him moan out into Nikolai's cock who rolled his eyes from intense pleasure. You could feel Fyodor's pulsating and twitching inside your hand as you kept persistently stimulating his g-spot. He was getting close to his release alongside Nikolai, both of them getting louder, their sweet noises making your core fill up with more warmth.

"Come on now, be good boys for me and cum." you let out quickly as you started stroking Fyodor's cock even faster, Nikolai moving his hips with eagerness as he kept throat fucking Fyodor. Nikolai was panting, chest raising and falling quickly as his abs kept flexing, a few broken whines escaping his parted lips as he finally reached his orgasm, a thick whip of cum filling Fyodor's throat. Nikolai slowed down his movement, his breathing incoherent as he was riding out his orgasm. Fyodor was pulsating even harder inside your hand, swallowing the cum quickly and pulling away from Nikolai's grip, loud whimpers escaping his throat as he was getting close to his orgasm as well. You kept your pace inside of him as well as the pace of your strokes and you could feel his cock twitching as the mixture of his whimpers and whines became louder, finally reaching his orgasm, long whip of cum painting the bed. He was letting out sharp, quick breaths as his whimpers became quieter, his orgasm slowly melting away. You let go of his cock and pulled out the strap letting him slowly sit on the bed as you walked away, taking off the harness and placing the strap on the table. You turned back and saw Nikolai and Fyodor stroking each other's cocks, hard once again.

"Aren't my boys greedy today?" you asked through a light giggle as you came up to them, laying on the bed away from Fyodor's pathetic mess as both of them immediately stopped with mutual pleasuring and positioned themselves. Nikolai was between your legs as Fyodor was on your side. Fyodor started placing tender kisses all over your chest area meanwhile Nikolai was gently kissing and biting skin on your thighs. Fyodor's lips wrapped around one of your nipples, gently sliding it between his teeth as he started sucking on it. You let out a mellow whimper as Nikolai simultaneously started sucking on the soft skin of your thigh. He swiftly put two of his fingers between your inner lips, teasing your wet entrance as he pulled away from your thigh.

"Don't worry, we will make you feel even better." he said with a sly smirk as he brought his fingers to his lips and put them inside of his mouth, tasting your sweet precum. Fyodor moved his attention to your other nipple, sucking on it and brushing his tongue over it as Nikolai aligned his cock with your entrance, slowly sliding it inside and making you whimper out as he was stretching you out. He started slowly thrusting inside of you, quick and breathy moans escaping his throat as Fyodor slowly pulled away from your nipple, slowly tracing his way with wet kisses down your tummy. You sneaked your hand between Fyodor's legs and started stroking him at a fast pace making him let out broken whines in your skin. He bit into your tummy making you gasp out as Nikolai started thrusting faster inside of you, relentlessly pressing your g-spot making you choke on your own moans. You wrapped your legs around Nikolai's hips, weakly pulling him in as Fyodor continued kissing your tummy, desperately letting out shaky whimpers as you kept stroking his sensitive cock. Three of you filled up the room with your sweet sounds of pleasure. Nikolai kept his pace inside of you as Fyodor slowly put his hand on your pelvic area, feeling the bulge that Nikolai's cock was making inside of you with each thrust. You could feel his cock twitch inside of your hand from sensation, little snivels escaping his throat. 

"You like that?" Nikolai asked him slightly breathless. Fyodor nodded, his eyes slowly filling up with tears from your fast paced strokes, painfully sensitive from his previous orgasm. Nikolai giggled as he started thrusting faster inside of you, his balls slapping on the underside of your pussy, leaving a little bitter-sweet bruise behind. You were moaning loudly, mind hazy as he kept hitting your sensitive spot inside and making you grip Fyodor's cock harder. Fyodor gasped out sharply as your stroking became unbearable, sweet sobs escaping his lungs as he moved his hand further down, fingers gently circling on your clit. You let out a quick chain of whimpers as two of them kept pleasuring you, Nikolai's thrusts vigorously hitting your g-spot meanwhile Fyodor's slender, cold fingers satisfied your swollen, needy clit. Nikolai wrapped his hands around your hips, his fingernails leaving little imprints inside of your skin as he was getting louder, whining shamelessly as your pussy started clenching around him, making his contrasting eyes start tearing up. He was pulsating inside of you, little twitches stimulating you more as he was getting closer to his orgasm. You slowed down the pace on Fyodor's cock from intense pleasure making him let out a snivel of dissatisfaction as he continued messily kissing your skin. You could feel your orgasm slowly building up inside of you, your moans and whimpers becoming louder with Nikolai's as he kept persistently thrusting inside of you, his grip on your hips getting harsher. His cock started twitching more and more as his moans became agonizingly loud mixed with sweet giggles as he was finally reaching his orgasm, the thick whip of his warm cum filling you up inside making you more sensitive. You were whimpering out, your grip on Fyodor's cock slowly ceasing away. He let out another dissatisfied whine as he pulled away from your skin. Nikolai was panting, slowly fucking his cum in and out of you as Fyodor kept drawing circles on your clit. Fyodor's expression grew desperate, purple orbs sparkling from little tears of deprivation that were forming in his eyes as he leaned closer to you.

"It's my turn, let me please you. I am begging." he was pleading desperately, his cock aching for more friction.

"I don't hear you beg, Fedya." you were teasing as Nikolai slowly pulled out of you, making sure to not leave mess behind.

"Please...I promise I will be good. Please, Y/N." he was saying his pleas through a broken, almost raspy voice. You kept looking at him, waiting for more as you started stroking his cock once again to give him more motivation.

"I-, ah, I was good for you so...Please...mommy." he was whimpering his words out, his eyes desperately looking for your approval.

"So eager. Very well baby. Switch places with Nikolai." you ordered and two of them switched places, Fyodor kneeling between your legs, slowly lining up his needy cock with your soaking entrance. As soon as his sensitive tip touched your wet cunt he started whimpering.

"What a desperate slut." you said through a lighthearted laugh as Nikolai giggled next to you, his lips slowly kissing your neck and moving down to your breasts. Fyodor slowly pushed his whole cock inside of you, getting overwhelmed with your hot, wet cunt. Quick paced whimpers started escaping his parted lips as Nikolai's hand snaked between your legs, continuing what Fyodor did before and drawing circles on your clit with two of his fingers. Fyodor started thrusting faster, more coherent with his movement, his cock stimulating your sensitive spots perfectly. You were letting out pale whimpers and moans as Nikolai's fingers kept working wonders on your clit along with Fyodor's cock. Nikolai's lips wrapped around one of your nipples, his tongue brushing against it in quick but gentle circles. Fyodor was whining out, his cock twitching inside of you as he sped up his movement, closer to his orgasm. You were moaning out, your whole body filling up with warmth and tingles as your orgasm kept building inside of you. Each clench of your cunt around Fyodor's cock made him dizzy from pleasure, getting closer and closer to his release. You swiftly moved your upper body towards Fyodor, making Nikolai move away from your nipple. You cupped Fyodor's cheek, both of you panting and whimpering as your orgasms were on the edge of bursting. You kept looking at his eyes that were half lidded, a string of saliva sparkling in the corner of his lips. His cock was twitching inside of you as your pussy kept clenching and relaxing around him. Nikolai kept his pace on your clit, bringing you even closer to your release.

"Cum for me. Cum with mommy, Fedya." you emphasized the word, throwing him over the edge immediately, his cum filling you up inside as he was letting out high pitched and raspy whimpers and whines. He threw his head back as he was riding his orgasm, sloppily thrusting inside of you but trying to keep up the pace. His warm cum spreading inside you as well as the tip of his still half hard cock pressuring your sensitive spot and Nikolai's skillful fingers circling on your clit threw you over the edge, your lower tummy filling up with warmth as you finally reached your orgasm. You threw your head back, intense pleasure spreading all over your body as silvery moans kept escaping your lungs. Fyodor pulled out messily, a mixture of his and Nikolai's cum painting the bed even more as Nikolai slowed his movement completely, his fingers resting on top of your sensitive clit as your orgasm melted away.

"Good boys. Very good boys." you praised through a shaky tone as you let yourself fall back on the bed, closing your eyes and calming down. Nikolai and Fyodor came to your sides, putting their hands over your body and gently cuddling.

"Do you feel better now?" Nikolai asked in a soft tone, fingertips faintly brushing over your hip.

"I do but I still have to clean your mess as always." you said lightheartedly as you eyed the pools of cum on the bed sheets.

"Well then, let's at least make more mess that's worth cleaning." Nikolai teased through a low tone making you giggle.

"Is that your philosophy?" you asked through a little laugh as Fyodor started kissing your neck.

"As unnatural as it would be, I agree with him." Fyodor whispered in your ear making you chuckle.

"It appears the two of you learned how to work together." you said in a soft tone, the three of you continuing to enjoy each other for the rest of the day.

The End :) <3

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When you fall asleep on them feat. Atsushi, Dazai, Chuuya & Fyodor

-> Atsushi

definitely is flustered by it

tries to muster up the courage to wake you up but just finds you too peaceful when sleeping???

so he ends up looking very awkward just there 😀

Kunikida ends up waking you guys up telling you guys that it’s not time to act like this (during work)

Most of time, you fall asleep on his shoulder (usually when on the train or office)

doesn’t understand how can you could be this comfortable when falling asleep on someone especially also looking so peaceful and cute at the same time

def won’t be able to look you in the eyes for the next few days until you confront him

Those moments live rent free 24/7 in his mind

-> Dazai

Mf is a 50/50

it’s either one of the worst decisions of your life or a very rare and peaceful moment with him

Thinks about how cute you look and how naïve you are to trust him

after a few minutes after you start sleeping on him, he’ll start thinking of what to do with you

drawing on your face? Cause chaos while you are asleep on him? Hide your belongings? Make you a super weird haircut?

on occasions, he would stop the teasing and relish the time with you while his mind is at ease

Kunikida also ends up waking you guys up, telling you guys to be more serious (at work)

though he wants to be more reserved with his relationship with you, I can see him mentioning to people about how cute you are when you fall asleep on him

-> Chuuya

this is fairly rare that you’ll ever be able to fall asleep on the man at work

he’ll be snappy, telling you that he doesn’t have time for this right now

would much rather keep you to himself and doesn’t want people to stare

save the PDA or any love language for when in private (he can’t risk others targeting his lover)

on that one occasion that you DO in fact get to sleep on him,

will have the biggest ego boost

thinks that you are the most precious thing ever!!

for some reason, I feel like he would buy more jewelry for you?? Just to see the pretty image of you ornamented with fine, antique jewelry.

he just finds himself completely relaxed, the feeling of being enveloped with your beauty and your complete grace is something he yearns for whenever he misses you

-> Fyodor

Absolutely no reaction

wakes you up (or tries to) and tells you to stop disturbing him with his work

you don’t get to often fall asleep on this man

his ability would kill you since he basically has it on 24/7

so sometimes after you hand him his tea, you would try to sit next to him in order to spend more time with him

when he finally accepts you and doesn’t tell you to go away and let’s you have your display of affection,

he will think you are very naïve in trusting him

he could end it all for you and yet, you still love and trust him?

You, so pure, so innocently foolish, he thinks to himself.

you often wake up to the sound of keyboard asmr

Even after sleeping on him, no reaction, he is still cold to you

you can’t help but feel, a little disappointed.

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Cell Block Tango [BSD]

YN is sick of listening to Dazai’s and Fyodor’s prison mind games. Locked away underground, she yearns for a distraction and decides that it’s time for a special game of her own. But can she keep control while playing against not one but two demons…

Rating: 18+, NSFW

3.5K words

a/n: Spoiler alert for anime fans but if you are up to date with manga translations then it’s nothing new. For the sake of this fic we are gonna pretend that the prison suits are two pieces rather than the jumpsuit. We are also sticking to the manga version of the prison, not the hamster balls :p

There was a dull throb at the back of her skull and she was pretty sure she was about to have an aneurysm. That or she was finally going insane. It had been bad enough that she was stuck in Meursault; but being trapped in a box between two maniacs made her mind spin.

How she got in this mess, YN wasn’t entirely sure, but she was willing to bet Chuuya’s entire wine collection that it had to do with one of Dazai’s little schemes. She had hoped to never find herself again playing pawn to the former Executive once he disappeared from the Port Mafia.

Apparently, that was just wishful thinking.

The Demon Prodigy of the Port Mafia and the Demon Fyodor faced off in front of her. Sitting in ridiculous plexiglass cells like Hannibal Lector; and she had been graced with the misfortune of being stuck next to both, completing their little block in the shape of a U.

She had tried, when she first arrived, to question the males; an attempt at getting some idea why she had to be thrown in here. To no avail.

At some point, boredom pushed her to start a guessing game between the two of them to see who could recognize songs as she hummed the tune.

Dazai was up to date with the most current pop songs and seemingly a fan of country music. Fyodor was calling out titles before she even got to the second note of anything remotely classical or rap related.

She wasn’t sure if he called out the latter so quickly because he enjoyed the songs or he just didn’t want to hear them.

Once the conversations evolved to apparent mind reading, she left them to their devices. For all she knew they were absolutely bullshitting and toying with her mind as a form of entertainment.

She wouldn’t put it past them.

How long had they been going at it? Was it days? Weeks? It was so hard to tell in this place, though she had no doubt her two prison mates would know.

She craved stimulation, a new book, real music, or a conversation with a normal person. Hell, she was ready to attack a guard for a change of pace. Though they rarely came around save to drop off food and when they did, they remained silent and out of reach.

No doubt a stipulation to prevent any secretive communication to the outside world.

"97,462."

"4,475."

YN groaned, slamming her pillow over her face to drown out the ceaseless stream of numbers. It would put her out of her misery, if she suffocated herself with the pillow. Better yet, would be to suffocate the two of them.

She giggled into the fluff, building the scenario in her mind but frowned when her imagination came to Dazai.

The suicidal maniac would probably enjoy it.

"Uhg," with a huff, she dragged the pillow down from her face and onto her chest.

Her breath stuttered. A delicious jolt shot down her spine at the feel of the pillow brushing over her clothed nipples.

Were the prison uniforms that thin?

She tugged the pillow down another inch and her toes curled at the friction. She chanced a glance towards her cell block mates, still locked in their staring death match and spouting off numbers at a rapid pace.

Maybe they wouldn't notice. Or maybe she wanted them to, her face flushed at the thought.

Maybe she really was going insane.

Either way, it would be a much needed distraction and if it threw those two off their game while working off some frustration, even better.

Decision made, she returned her pillow behind her head and settled against the sheets. As a test she brushed her thumbnail over a nipple and keened.

Fuck, that felt good.

She slipped a hand under her top to cup her breast, gently squeezing, and groaned. Her other hand traveled down to rub over the clothed apex of her thighs.

Once. 

Twice.

Three times, just to feel the delicious friction.

She moved to tug on the band of her pants.

"What do we have here?" "What do you think you're doing?"

Her body froze at the overlapping voices. Caught, like a deer facing off with two wolves. 

She flicked her eyes first to Dazai then across to Fyodor. The duo had their gaze burning into her. She could only imagine her appearance to them. One hand hidden beneath her shirt with the other poised to slip beneath the fabric of her pants.

"I-i,” she paused. 

Honesty was out of the question, there was no way she was going to tell them that she was so bored that she accidentally made herself horny with the idea of them watching her masturbate.

A half-truth then, just enough to placate them.

She cleared her throat before speaking again, “While your little numbers game has been stimulating. I crave a more carnal distraction.”

Not breaking eye contact with the Russian, she slid her hand into her bottoms. YN bit her lip to keep from moaning when her fingertips brushed against her clit.

Was the base of his neck turning red or was that a trick of the prison lights?

"Tell me, Bella," her eyes darted to Dazai, "who brought about these carnal desires?"

Neither of them.

She hadn't been thinking of anything but the sweetness of release.

Lies.

Both men were at the forefront of her mind. It was no secret that the two of them were quite handsome in their own aggravating way. It wouldn’t be the first time she had thought about-

Annoyed, she huffed out a quick, "The both of you seem to be skilled at guessing games, why don’t you figure it out?”

She knew she made a mistake when his eyes darkened.

Holding her gaze, Dazai spoke to his rival. "Shall we find out which one of us makes her pant like a common whore?"

Heat rushed to her face.

"Seems a pointless competition when we already know who it is."

Dazai’s eyes cut to Fyodor and she felt the tension settle around the three of them. 

Taking advantage of their distraction, she took the time to take in the two figures. Dazai had a prominent tent in his pants. While Fyodor sported a large bulge; his very real flush had darkened at his neck, she wondered how far down his chest the color spread. 

It was intoxicating.

The idea of these two men arguing and turned on because of her. She felt a rush of wetness at her entrance, slipped a finger in, and moaned.

She didn't notice when she became the focus of their attention again or that Dazai had pulled his cock from his pants. Nor did she notice how Fyodor tugged his bottoms down mid-thigh and started rubbing at his own.

She was lost to the brush of her finger against her inner walls until Fyodor cut through the haze with his words.

"Myshka, look at me."

She looked up to Fyodor and sucked in a breath. He leaned back on his bed with one hand, the other working around his cock. From what she could see, the tip was the same pretty red color and smeared in precum. 

Dazai had stood, now leaning against the corner of his cell, fully facing her. She had a clearer view of his cock and could see his fingers run across the prominent vein underneath.

He looked delicious and she clenched at the view. She wanted to wrap her lips around the head and swallow him down till she felt him at the back of her throat. 

As if reading her mind, Dazai smirked. He picked up the pace of his hand when a small sigh fell from her lips.

"Do you imagine my fingers replacing yours? Reaching places you can only dream of?" She whined, eyes closing to get lost in the scene.

Yes, she wanted it.

"She would prefer my tongue working her open, tasting her until she screams." 

"F-fuck," she stuttered at Fyodor's words, curling her finger and imagining his tongue in her. 

She couldn't decide which scenario she liked better, riding his face until her body gave out or seeing Fyodor below her, worshiping her cunt from his knees. 

Dazai clicked his tongue, “It would take more than your slimy appendage to ready her for me. Don’t you think Bella?”

He tapped his tip against the plexiglass. “Let’s see how well you prepare for me. Add another finger.”

Shimming off her bottoms, she kicked them to the floor of her cell. Following his instructions, she slipped in a second finger. It was tight and she knew it wouldn’t be enough to let him in. 

Breathlessly, she began scissoring her fingers, stretching herself.

The feeling was glorious.

She wondered how he would feel, hot and heavy inside her. She’d be lying if she said she never thought of it, of him taking her against the wall at headquarters. It made her whimper, adding in a third finger.

The action wasn’t lost on her audience.

“So desperate for my cock that you can’t even wait for directions. How impatient of you.”

Muffled profanity slipped from Fyodor’s lips as she raised her shirt to her collar, exposing her breasts, to pull at her nipple.

She couldn’t hear their harsh breaths, but she could see them falling apart. Dazai’s forehead fell against the wall, his hips thrusting forward to fuck into his hand. 

Fyodor had leaned forward over his legs, one hand still working his cock while the other fondled his balls.

They continued talking, feeding off each other and the display of her body before them. Speaking into existence all the sordid little fantasies she kept tucked away in the back of her mind.

She would have thought they really did have the ability to read minds if they hadn’t spoken of other darker desires. Words that sat heavy in her core and pushed her that much closer to the edge.

She had never seen either man look so disheveled; and she had never wanted anything more than to be in the same cell as them. To hear and feel their words across her skin as they pounded into her.

“N-nhg” Her teeth clamped down on her lip to prevent the syllables from escaping, a name hanging on the tip of her tongue.

She hissed at the pain but was thankful for it.

When did she start to lose control?

There was no way she was going to give into their twisted antics. She would not say either of their names. No matter how badly she wanted to give in.

She struggled to muffle another moan, pleasure building at her center. A thought drifted across her mind, maybe she could tip things back into her favor.

If they wanted her to call out a name, she would.

It would have to be someone they both knew. Someone who would affect both men.

Someone like- oh.

Like him.

She teetered on the edge, palm grinding against her clit-

“Come for me,” they uttered at the same time.

-and she free fell into oblivion.

“Ah-h-Ango!” she cried out, eyes rolling back as her back arched off the mattress. 

Her thighs trapped her wrist while her walls fluttered around her fingers; barely registering the sputtered choke and subsequent snarl in the background.

She collapsed to her mattress, liquid and loose, and took several deep calming breaths then turned towards her audience. 

Dazai’s cum dripped down from where it splattered against the plexiglass, he looked pained. His hand next to his head in a fist.

A quick glance to Fyodor revealed his hands were covered in his release, a displeased look on his face as he watched her.

Pulling her fingers from her core, she made a dramatic show of slurping and sucking the digits clean, tugged her shirt down, and turned her back on the two.

With a flip of her middle finger towards the demonic duo, she pulled the blanket over her body and settled in to sleep.  

BONUS:

There is a saying, that if looks could kill...

Ango had never understood those words more than in that moment. 

He felt the crushing glare from the two demons on the monitors as if they were in the same room as him. Suddenly, he was very glad to have them locked away.

All the wall monitors of the intelligence room were focused on the three cells, as they had been, since the moment the prisoners had taken their first steps into Meursault.

Sure, he had expected to witness some private moments but to witness that and for YN to call out his name at the end.

There were alarm bells going off in the back of his mind but it didn’t matter. He never dared to dream that she could- that she would- 

His pants felt tight, uncomfortably tight.

Ango could feel the burn of all the eyes in the room, pointedly not looking in his direction.

The triple agent’s face was in flames, a hand covered the bottom half of his face. Trying and failing to maintain a sense of normalcy after the show.

And what a show it was.

The servers would have to be wiped. It could complicate things if he was implicated in whatever Dazai had planned.

Yes, they would have to be wiped. 

But Ango wouldn’t put it past his former friend to have a secret message slipped in. Dazai’s heart rate would need to be compared to the video and decoded. Just in case.

Ango would have to take a copy of the video home to thoroughly examine it.

Fun Fact: Ango was the one to arrest YN. Babygirl knew what she was doing when she fed him to the wolves 💅

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[night-dazai]

Hi there. I just read "Beautifully Destroyed" and it was so good! I really like your writing style..

I'm interested in requesting a Fyodor x reader fic, with some religious themes, where they're having their first time together and he's starts out soft and vanilla but slowly gets rougher and more aggressive as he keeps going.

Please feel free to ignore if this makes you uncomfortable. Sorry if there are any grammar mistakes, English is not my first language

and thank you for your time.🍓✨️

Falling for you

Hey, it was such a lovely request while writing this I just realized that I really love writing and reading stuff where the reader is a virgin. And plus thank you so much, I am honoured that you enjoyed my previous work. Thank you любовь💕💕💕

Tags: reader virgin, rough sex, mentions of little blood, female reader, manipulation but sweet aftercare.

Also thanks to @inconspisheadreams for helping me proofread this, but if there are still any mistakes found do let me know. ❤️

When you first explain to your friends what your type is, add all the details on appearance and personality. little did you know that you were just subconsciously attracted to Russian men. More especially religious Russian men, meeting Fydor was a complete accident no it was a destined meeting, something you humans could not control. 

Little did you know that it was all planned from the first time the Russian saw you at the club, sitting in the corner with a tissue covering your drink? Innocence is seen in your bright eyes and clumsy behaviour, running to your friends when a guy hits on you “Please I said I am not interested, “ you would mumble holding your friend's dress as they told the dude to back off. 

The moment he saw you he knew he would protect you, and also make sure to create a world where you won't be bothered by such things and your innocence can be safe, slowly making accidents for you two meet in cafes and book shops you frequent. The way your eyes widened at his appearance, you were not very short but the little height difference was something Fydor found very cute. 

After a whole year of careful manipulation, he had you become his girlfriend “Fyda …” you started out fidgeting with your top “ что за проблемная принцесса? “ (what's the prob princess ?” ) his voice so gentle rough big hands holding yours. “I…..I always wanted to lose my virginity after marriage “, you said blushing just at the word. 

He was not surprised but kind of, he did expect you to be inexperienced with the way you reacted to his advances but still, the fact that no man has ever touched you made his blood rise “You have not even kissed хомяк ?” (hamster).

His hands traced gently on your bottom lip which quivered under the rough skin contact “ Y...yeah “ you said nodding your head. The black Russian made a note “Marriage, first night “, and from that day on your extremely peaceful life started. 

College got over you got the job at the place you always wanted, Fydor was busy working and you never bothered to ask what it was “ Fyoo!” you exclaimed running into your shared house and thinking about the message you got from him “What-” you words stopped short. Fydor was in the most beautiful white suit you have seen his long hair loose eyes sparkling, on one knee he opened the box “Will you, хомяк ?” (hamster ). You could not control the tears “Yeah!” you nodded and leaped into his arms.

The wedding was short with close friends and people you guys wanted, with Sigma and Nikolai right next to your husband, who was a bit too eager to get his hands on your pure body. 

“What will he think? will he like me? He told me it's fine so it must be right ?” you thought pacing in the bathroom and looking at your reflection. Dressed in a full white gown you stood, the neck was a bit deep and the soft silk showed your curves very lustrously.

Glamping down the lump in your neck you walked out to your bed sat in the corner and waited for your husband. 

Fydor walked into the room, and his proper eyes caught you sitting on the edge of the bed playing with your dress.“Love”,  he said walking towards you. Raising your head you see him all angelic in white “According to the rules of a married couple we must make sure we are married .” his hands roamed your exposed neck as he took a seat next to you “And do you know what that means right ? I will be touching you in very intimate place “ his voice had the same gentle tone but something in it made you shiver. All you could do was nod your head, his lips crashed on yours, soft plump. The kiss was a bit rough is what you felt, it was not the same way he kissed you in front of everyone. 

His rough hands roamed your body and his weight pressed down on you, in all the years of your dating you guys never did anything and even if you slept in the same bed the max was his hands on your waist but now it held a firm grip, unlike his fragile appearance. 

Your head hit the white pillows “I am removing the clothes “, he said sitting back on his heels to remove his shirt, all you could do was sit back and admire the view in front of you “So hungry хомяк “ he teased not removing his pants “ your turn “ he said and moved the dress up your head dropping the only piece of clothing you had. 

Your hands instinctively went to cover your chest “Don't hide dear “, he said moving your hands to admire the view, “ only I can see and feel this “ he thought and gently massaged your breasts. 

It felt weird, you were not sure if that was the feeling of lust but your legs rubbed instinctively “It's soft love “ he mumbled face nuzzling against your neck leaving hot wet kisses down your inner jaw from your neck to your chest while gently holding and twisting your nipples.

Weird noises left your mouth no matter how hard you tried to hold them in it did not work, Fydor’s leg between yours made you feel even weirder you felt scared “Fyda…” you mumbled trying to hold his shoulders “ Fyda..” you said a bit louder making his stop his actions. 

“It feels weird “ you said with wet eyes lashes wet, face red you covered your chest again. 

He wanted to go slow, yes he did, slow and make sure you enjoyed it, he did not want to force you so much that after the first year, he stopped all his tricks thus, the mastermind criminal fell in love. But how can he stop when you lay under him all naked crying just from a few kisses? like not even his fingers but a few kisses, he could not stop and he would not. 

Kissing your forehead he leaned in “Love, it's alright you will soon learn that this is pleasure “ he said moving your hands again but this time his place fingers slithered down to your wet core. 

That feeling you felt when his hands touched your slit, you realized that whatever this person was going to do to you would surely be nothing but pleasurable. You opened your legs a little bit earning a chuckle from your husband “Good хомяк “ he said moving his head down and licking the little hard bud. 

Shots of current and pleasure moved through your body “Fyda…” you moved his name like a chant holding the sheets like it was your lifeline you let the Russian lick and suck all he wanted and for heaven's sake, it felt soo good, it felt heavenly. 

Suddenly you felt a knot in your stomach “ mov..move” you said trying to push his head, it felt like you were going to pee you struggled to move his head but it was too late. Fydor just sat next to your cunt as your squirted for the time in your life, your body shook and trembled in the effect “No..” you sobbed thinking the bad. 

But Fydor was quick to come up to your face and kiss your eyes “It is not what you think, this means I did a good job, you felt good right ?” he asked making you peek at him from your fingers which hid your face ” Yeah “. 

“ The next things will feel even better “ he said slithering to your hole and slipping in, and you could have never wished for anything better. After making sure you had cum twice on his fingers alone he decided that you were ready. 

Removing his pants he let him free, your eyes widened seeing a dick for the first time in real life “It's fine nothing to be scared of it will soon feel good “ he said and pressed the tip at your opening. 

As he entered slowly the pain shot right up your abdomen to your spin and felt like your neck was full your body was getting split into half, hot tears fell on the white already stained pillow, you held on to his arms digging your nails in them. 

The blood was visible on his dick mixed with your juices and cum, it was a dizzy feeling “Was I supposed to go soft? She can take it right ?” he thought pulling his dick out and in with every slow movement seeing the bloody shaft vanish and reappearance. The promise of going slow and not wanting to hurt your innocence all left his mind “I will be one and teach you everything “ his mind went a bit too blank for your good. 

With a sudden thrust, he pushed his full length in making you whimper and hold his arms tighter feeling the burning pain, his thrusts did not stop Pace rough hands holding your hands down making sure you were not squirming or moving as he moved in and out of your bloody cunt. 

“Slo..slow down “ you moaned pain slowly fading and something new settling in, it was weird but felt weirdly nice and …full. Fydor threw his head back and kept moving at his own pace as your words and please fell on deaf ears, he was busy chasing his high in your tight cunt which was almost suffocating him. 

It was not long before you held his hands tighter shouting you were cumming soon he followed. “phew …” Fydor moved his hair back opening his purple eyes to look at your fucked out face, it was not that he did not hear, he did not want to hear. Your pleading voice was music for him, your little grip was like a peck on his hands, and your tears turned him only more. Pulling out he let his cum mixed with your flow out of your cunt as you lay there twitching. 

The white bed stained with drool, tears, sweat and cum look beautiful with the tiny drops of your blood which were mixed with your cum “ хомяк ?” he asked. Getting his rational mind back Fydor realised his actions “You could not even handle a simple pinch and would yelp shit !” he thought and moved your hair from your face “You alright ? I am sorry love “ he said soothing and kissing your checks. 

“Yeah… it hurt but…later felt nice..” you yawned sleep and tiredness taking over your exhausted body you pulled him with the only strength you and he let you “It's fine …sleep,” you said closing your eyes and holding his neck. 

Never in all his life did a man like him expect to meet someone like you and have you to himself “Sleep хомяк you did so good for me “ he said. Not sleeping you moaned answering him “I…я тебя люблю “(I love you ) you mumbled and went into slumber your body relaxing against his chest as his eyes widened in surprise. 

Did you learn Russian for him? A genuine smile formed on his thin lips “Good night and я тебя люблю “ he said getting up cleaning you hugging your naked body and drifting into the best slumber he had in his entire life. 

[maeri-ell]

Unbound Longing || unrequited love || Fyodor x gn! reader

In the heart of Yokohama, a city steeped in mystery and intrigue, an unlikely connection was about to unfold. Fyodor Dostoevsky, a brooding and complex soul, found himself drawn to the city's enigmatic energy. Little did he know that his path would cross with that of Y/N, a young and vibrant individual whose world was about to be turned upside down.

One evening, as Y/N wandered through the dimly lit streets, lost in the world of their own thoughts, they caught a glimpse of a figure lurking in the shadows. Fyodor, with his melancholic aura, observed Y/N from afar, his penetrating gaze filled with a mixture of curiosity and detachment.

As fate would have it, their paths crossed at a desolate park, where Fyodor often sought solace in solitude. Y/N, captivated by the enigmatic air surrounding Fyodor, approached cautiously, their heart pounding with anticipation.

"Excuse me," Y/N uttered, their voice barely above a whisper. Fyodor turned, his expression cold and distant, yet something about Y/N's presence intrigued him.

Their conversations began hesitantly, with Y/N attempting to unravel the depths of Fyodor's mind. But as the days turned into weeks, Y/N's affection for Fyodor grew deeper, while Fyodor's detachment remained unchanged.

Y/N shared their dreams and aspirations, their love for literature, and their yearning for a connection that could transcend the ordinary. They saw in Fyodor a kindred spirit, an enigma waiting to be understood. But despite their efforts, Fyodor remained closed off, unwilling to reciprocate the affection that grew within Y/N's heart.

Y/N's love became a one-sided symphony, with each note echoing into an abyss of unrequited emotions. Fyodor, torn between his own demons and his inability to grasp the concept of love, withdrew further into his fortress of detachment.

In the depths of their despair, Y/N clung to the flickering hope that someday Fyodor would open his heart. They found solace in the fragments of Fyodor's words, searching for hidden meanings and glimpses of affection. But as time passed, Y/N began to realize that love, in its purest form, cannot be forced or coerced.

Their encounters became less frequent, their conversations dwindled, and Y/N found themselves walking alone through the streets of Yokohama, the weight of unrequited love heavy upon their shoulders. Yet, the experience had changed Y/N in profound ways. They had learned the bittersweet lessons of love's difficulties and the strength that can be found in vulnerability.

Fyodor, forever locked in his self-imposed isolation, remained a distant figure in Y/N's memory. They carried the scars of unreciprocated affection, but they also carried the resilience to grow and heal.

In the end, their love story remained an unfinished chapter, a reminder that sometimes the heart yearns for what it cannot have. Y/N emerged from the depths of unrequited love with a newfound understanding of the intricacies of human connections, forever carrying a piece of Fyodor's enigmatic soul within them.

As the years passed, Y/N's heart would heal, finding love and solace in the arms of those who could reciprocate their affection. And while Fyodor Dostoevsky remained a haunting memory, forever etched in the annals of their past, Y/N moved forward, embracing the beauty of a love that could be fully realized and cherished.

[pretty-oooodd]

BSD men with a punk s/o!!

Featuring: Dazai, Chūya, Atsushi, Ranpo, Kunikida, Akutagawa, Sigma, Fyodor, Nikolai.

TW/CW: no tw, this is a fluff "domestic" one. Mention of tattoos, piercings. Let me know if you want me to add more (bc I'm not really practical with tws).

Enjoy <3!!

DAZAI is the kind of guy that's always been interested in these kinds of subcultures, especially punk, but he didn't really had the reasons or will to get into it.

He likes the trash pants, the one full of patches, chains and tears.

But his absolute favorites are the skinny ones full of tears, with fishnets underneath them.

He's a big tease, so he would really have fun poking the holes in his s/o's clothes. Especially the ones on their tights.

You have tattoos? Cool, give him sharpies (Crayola ones) and he'll color your tats.

Piercing on your lips? He'll make sure to lick it when he kisses you.

Ow come on, our buddy CHŪYA is a punk soul.

Argue with the wall.

He listens to punk music with his HEART.

And kinda likes the clothing, he just prefers his elegant attire.

So, if his s/o is punk he will love it. Absolutely admire you for your style and strong ideals, bc let's not forget what punk is abt!!

If you have tattoo sleeves, especially flowers, he STANS.

Nose piercings and studs lover here. He himself wants a nose piercing.

If you wear the same size clothes, he maybe steal something from your closet.

Would probably bring you to a concert.

ATSUSHI is so soft and probably doesn't like studs but he would never offend you ^^

He wasn't really interested or educated on this community before meeting you.

He learned the lace code just for you!!

Doesn't really understand and like the music, but supports you and everything you like!

He LOVES your tattoos! He thinks they are so cool.

If you have piercings he will make sure to learn how to clean them and help you with it.

RANPO thinks that your style is interesting but doesn't really mind it.

If you're a messy, chaotic person, you will get along.

If you have one of those wonderful haircuts like Mohawks or just bright hair color he will absolutely love it.

Likes playing with your hair and coloring your tattoos.

The patches in your pants and vests are his favorite parts.

Doesn't listen much music in general, so punk isn't really his problem anyway.

LMAOOO, HOW???

I still haven't understood what's KUNIKIDA's "ideal woman".

Btw, he isn't a fan of punk or these cultures in general but likes you anyway.

Considers tattoos and piercings (everything abt this style) "unprofessional".

And he will tell you but there's nothing he can do abt it.

We stan a punk monarch.

Will always be the one to remember you to clean and treat your tats and piercings.

Kinda likes the dedication you put into styling your own clothes and hair.

And he likes the fact that the community expresses its ideals too.

Bro doesn't care.

Lord give him two shits to give pls.

Jkjk, AKUTAGAWA kinda likes the "aggressive" style.

He's into the metal music probably idk.

Likes the studs and boots with platforms.

Likes to sew the patches on your vests and pants.

Piercings like nose bridge are his absolute favorites!!

You shaved your eyebrows for him, how sweet.

He's an introvert but the moshpit would be his natural habitat, just to let the rage out.

Poor man, SIGMA got scared the first time he saw you.

He doesn't fully understand the "use" or "meaning" of this style but he's learning.

Not a fan of the music but loves you, so he will listen something if you ask him.

He likes your tattoos, as he thinks of them as a form of art that makes you unique.

Piercings aren't his thing tho. Really doesn't understand them but loves earrings.

You two probably have some matching sets of earrings.

He finds punks intimidating but in a good way.

HOW PT. 2?????? WHAT?

I mean, I think FYODOR's kinda into metal and goth things but punk???

Punk really isn't his thing.

Doesn't like piercings, idk.

But tats are a form of art for him, just like painting.

He appreciates your dedication to the ideals even if he doesn't fully agree sometimes.

His favorite parts of your outfits are the boots!

He probably likes your hair too, bc they're particular.

Doesn't like the concerts so he won't come with you.

He probably looks cool af in a leather jacket with studs.

NIKOLAI is a biiig tease.

He likes to play with your hair and piercings.

He's the prime example of man child: give him sharpies and he will color your tats gladly.

Probably wants to get a piercing just like his s/o!!

He dies your hair. You have no escape from this.

Skinny jeans fan!!

Nikolai isn't really into punk music but likes early 2000s emo culture (early Panic! At The Disco and Fall Out Boy).

My boy will torment you if you don't let him try your clothes on.

[bbgthoma]

— THEIR REACTION TO SOMEONE FLIRTING WITH YOU bungo stray dogs men x gn!reader

ft. chuuya nakahara, nikolai gogol, sigma, fyodor dostoevsky, ranpo edogawa

cw. pda, insecurities, getting flirted with while being drunk

a/n. you aren’t dating yet in any of the scenarios. (f/d) means fav dessert, (f/b) means fav beverage.

— CHUUYA NAKAHARA

chuuya never was able to tell you that he does, but he has feelings for him. he might sound like a cocky bitch, but in reality, he’s pretty insecure. he feels like he’s never good enough and that this is why everyone keeps either way betraying him or leaving him behind. he fears confessing his feelings to you fearing rejection, betrayal and abandonment.

at the very moment, you were taking a stroll together. while you had your attention focus on your own steps, chuuya was staring at you. your face is a beautiful view to him. feeling like someone was staring at you, you look up to chuuya to catch this one staring. he immediately turns red and looks away embarrassed making you chuckle. “you good chuuya?” you asked in a teasing tone. “yes” the flustered ginger replies. “mhm, alright” you reply with a smile.

all of this made you lose track of your steps as you walk on your opened shoe tie about to fall, but someone catches you before you do. you slowly blink in shock of what just happened then look up at the person who stopped you from falling. there, you make eye contacts with brown haired guy with grey eyes. he chuckles saying “falling for me?” which makes you blush. “what- no, i-” you replied in shock.

you felt someone pulling you away from the guy, so you look try to look behind yourself to see no one else than chuuya. “no because we’re dating” the ginger said giving a glare to the guy who was flirting with you. the guy blinks slowly to then open his mouth to say something but nothing could come of it. he clears his throat to then say “sorry” he says as he walks away.

“yeah you better be!” chuuya scoffs pretty pissed off. he then lets go of you rolling his eyes, then he looks at your shocked expression. “what?” he asked annoyed. “nothing, just- since when did you become my boyfriend?” you ask in total shock. the guy’s eyes widen. “fuck” he mumbles to himself turning completely. “uh… it was just an excuse for him to leave you alone…” chuuya then says awkwardly smiling.

“chuuya” you say to catch his attention. he snaps out of his thoughts and immediately looks at you. “do you have feelings for me?” you ask crossing your arms. “uh? what? i mean- you do are absolutely gorgeous, hot, funny, kind, talented, admiring, pretty, stunning and any other compliments existing in this world buttt…” he said as he makes an eye contact with you. he keeps getting the t of the word ‘but’ going feeling intimidated by your stare. it was pretty, yes, but it was also intimidating. he gives up on trying to lie and ends up saying “yes”

you chuckle at his disappointed reaction as he sighs. “chuu” you say to once again catch his attention. “i like you too” you say with a smile. “what?” he asks in shock. “i like you t-” you repeat yourself, but you get cut off by chuuya’s kiss. your eyes widened as the guy kisses you more deeply. he had to get on his tippie toes to reach you so you end up kissing back leaning over so he could lower down.

— NIKOLAI GOGOL

you are someone really smart, you can find the answers to every quiz you get asked, which is also why nikolai, as someone who loves quizzes, started getting interested in you. he loves how confident you are when he tells you that he got a new quiz for you. he doesn’t even realize it, but he gets jealous when you try feel the same way about someone defying you with a quiz.

right now, nikolai and you were at a café and you were trying to respond one of his quizzes. “this is harder than usual” you say as you put your hands together in a thinking position. “are you saying that you give up?” nikolai asks with sparkles in the eyes. “of course not” you reply amused. you re-read the question licking your lip in total concentration, when a server comes.

“your order?” this one asks. “oh” said getting your attention taken away from quiz. “mhm a (f/d) and (f/b)” you say with a smile. “i’ll take the same thing” nikolai said getting impatient. he wanted you to focus on your quiz. “noted” the server says with a smile. “oh and by the way, i love your hoodie, where did you buy it?” the server asks as nikolai licks his lip in annoyance.

“oh, my friend gave this so me so i don’t really know where. sorry” you replied with an awkward smile. “oh, it’s alright then” this one replied with a smile. “though, i love your necklace” you said with a smile getting nikolai mad. he was getting on his last nerve and was trying to remain calm. “thank you!” the server said with a smile. another server tells this one “mia, keep on with your job or boss will get mad”

“sorry mike” mia replies bowing down to him in an apologetic way. before she could leave, “my name’s (y/n) by the way!” you say with a smile. “nice to meet you (y/n)! see you in a while” she says walking away. “what a nice girl” you said with a smile as you look at nikolai.

he lets out a ‘tsk’ then says “yeah whatever, now hurry up and find the answer” he says annoyed. you slowly blink shocked of his unusual attitude. “niko” you say catching his attention. “what?” he asks impatiently. “are you jealous?” you ask amused. “what? no i’m not” he replies confused of why you would even ask this. you chuckle then say “nikolai” and he looks you annoyed.

“what’s so funny?” he asked confused and pissed off. “nothing, just the fact that you don’t realize your own emotions and feelings” you say with a smile. “what do you mean?” he asks not understanding what you’re trying to tell him. you sigh and say “lean closer” and he does as you say. he leans closer to you and you place a little kiss on his lip. his eyes widen as you back away saying “how did that make you feel?”

“is this a quiz?” he asked and you shrug. “i guess?” you reply unsure if this can be considered as a quiz. “oh. okay fine, i’ll solve it. butttt, you have to solve mine after i’m done” he replies with a smirk. “that’s what i was planning to do” you reply with a shrug. he says “so, i have to say how i felt about our lips touching?”

you chuckle at the way he describes a kiss. “yes, if you wanna put it that way” you say nodding. “mhm, so uh- it was too shor. if i’m to be honest, i think it should have had lasted longer. and i feel like there was something missing. it was so sudden that it took my breathe away for the whole time of that short kiss. for some reason, my heart started racing too. i don’t know, i never felt this way. was it fear? what could i possibly be scared of? and i also felt my cheeks heating up a little” he responded unsure of the reasoning of anything he said.

“mhm… say niko. do you know what’s love?” you asked trying to get him closer to the answer. “yeah, the feeling that people have for someone they appreciate, admire, find attractive, find fun and good to hang out with. they feel attached to them as a comfort person. and that’s all i know” he says with a shrug. “love is so complicated, i’ll never understand it” he says as he sighs. “how do you feel about me?” you ask this time. he doesn’t answer thinking of his answer as he makes a ‘o’ with his mouth.

“are you trying to say that i feelings for you?” he asks finally understanding your thoughts. “took you long enough. well. for a quiz genius” you said amused. “am i though? oh my god. i’m in love with you” he says sounding like someone who just found out they’re homosexual. you chuckle and say “love is a strong is a strong word niko, maybe you just like me” then you smile. “no no no, (y/n)” he said putting his hands on your shoulders. “i am in love with you” he says staring into your eyes.

— SIGMA

you often came to sigma’s casino and you eventually grew closer to him. you are his favorite and most appreciative guest. whenever you are losing at a game, he always tries to help you out with it so you can get better. he would even sometimes cheat as a host to make you win. before he could even realize what was going on, anyone else could tell he was simply in love with you.

at the moment, you were drinking playing a game with sigma hosting it. you were getting pretty drunk and the one you were playing against was losing. taking advantage of your drunkess, he tries to try it on you. “say, are you single?” he asks with a smirk. you hiccup saying “yep” which makes him chuckle. “someone with a pretty face like yours should be having a lover though. how about we put on a bet? if i win, we start dating” he says on a flirty tone.

before you could even answer, sigma says “i think it’s preferable to not put on bets like that with someone drunk” which makes both your attention and your adversary’s get put on sigma. “why do you care?” the blond haired asked raising his brow. “you’re just a host, so don’t go ruining bets. unless you want to date that beauty too. oh, how about we put this way, if i win, i get to win i‘m the one dating them and if…” he said but went quiet not knowing your name. “(y/n)” you reply as he nods. “and if (y/n) wins, you get to date them. how you like that?”

“i cannot acce-” sigma started but was cut off by you saying “deal”. sigma looks at you worriedly. “come on sigma, and this would help the rumors out. you know that everyone thinks you have feelings for (y/n)?” this one asked with a smirk. sigma just keeps quiet continuing along with the game. “oh depending on who gets to be the boyfriend, we get to kiss too” the blond haired adds up amused.

sigma sighs trying to remain calm as the game gets going. in a few moment it made it look like the guy was gonna win, which made sigma worried and jealous, but in the end, you end up winning. “TAKE THAT FUCKER!” you yell out of joy as you drink up the last ml of your bottle. you put it down on the table so brutally that sigma swore it was gonna break. the blond haired rolls his eyes annoyed then says “kiss (y/n), i don’t care”

sigma blushes, he forgot about the kiss part. “i guess your cute ass is my boyfriend now” you said obviously drunk as you chuckle. sigma gulp and says “y-yeah” as he stares at you approaching him. you place a soft kiss on his lips making his heart race. his cheeks burn up as he finds it hard to breathe.

— FYODOR DOSTOEVSKY

fyodor is a cocky guy, he doesn’t believe being inferior to anyone, which is why he isn’t the jealous type. if he wants something, he’ll get it and you can’t easily take if away from him. he also doesn’t show any affection or dependance to anyone, he thinks he’s better on his own. even though, these times he’s find himself getting a little to interested with you.

today was fyodor’s birthday and you bought him a gift. you were both at a park as he opening his gift. he opens it up to see a hat. “i hope you like this” you say awkwardly. he just stares at the hat quietly. “uh. it’s because like- you know. you seem very interested into your current hat, so i thought you like hats and uh…” you said trying to explain the reasoning of this gift. he takes off his hat and puts it on for you, then he grabs the one you bought for him and puts it on. he smiles and you blush at the idea of him letting you wear his hat.

fyodor lets no one wear his hat nor touch it. he is too attached to it for some reason. suddenly, someone taps your shoulder. “excuse me, is this yours?” they ask showing you a key. you touch your pockets to notice that your keys were gone. “yes, oh my god, thank you” you said sighing on relief. “no problem” the black haired girl said with smile.

“i like your necklace by the way” she says staring at your chest. “oh, thank you” you say with a smile. “no problem. my name is nina” she says with a smile. “nice to meet you nina. i’m (y/n) and this is fyodor” you say as you smile to the birthday boy. his only respond was “yeah, we’re dating” which left you in shock. “oh, well you look like a lovely couple” nina says with a bright smile. “a pretty couple. specially pretty from you” she says winking at you. “oh thank you!” you said with a smile. she looks at the time saying “gotta go! bye!” she said as she left.

“since when are we dating?” you asked confused and shocked. “since now” he said as he leaned over to kiss your lips making you blush.

— RANPO EDOGAWA

ranpo and you went to a candy shop to buy some sweets since your friend loves snacks. “ranpo, this is enough. you’ll get diabetes” you said which upset the brown haired. he pouted for a bit but ended up sighing and saying “fine”. you smile as you both walk up to the cashier to pay for the sweets.

he scanned all of the products as ranpo started looking for his pocket to pay up. while waiting, the cashier stares at you to then say “you’re the person of my dream” which makes ranpo look up at him, no longer looking for his wallet. “what?” you asked while blushing which make ranpo lick his bottom lip.

“sorry” he says shaking his head. “i meant it that way. i meant to say that i saw you in my dream” he says correcting his words. “oh, what were we doing?” you ask curiously. he stays quiet. “i…” he starts not being able to say anything else. ranpo gives him a cold glare which makes him gulp. “sorry, i even got your boyfriend mad” he says looking down.

“my boyfriend-? ranpo isn’t my boyfriend. and he isn’t ma-” you start to then shut up noticing how mad he looked. your mouth shaped into an ‘o’. ranpo pulls out his card and pays up for the sweets. he grabs the plastic bag and pulls you out of the shop along with him.

“ranpo. what was that?” you asked shocked. “nothing” he grumbled annoyed while looking down. “ranpo” you said as he looks up to you. “what?” he asks sighing. “did you get jealous?” you ask raising your brows. he stays quiet. “oh my god. you got jealous” you say amused. “(y/n), do you even know why he stood quiet? that fucking pervert dreamed about fucking you” ranpo says annoyed.

“oh. still proving my point” you say shrugging. he rolls his eyes making you chuckle. you lean over to kiss lip then get slightly away saying “don’t worry, i’m yours” which makes him turn red.

[kachuuyaa]

pookies ! whorehouse asylum

nikolai: self-proclaimed magician who majors in anthropology. he thinks that he doesn’t need to major in philosophy as his childhood friend is already a walking encyclopedia of sorts. while nikolai is an extroverted, seemingly careless individual, he rarely ever finds comfort in things he enjoys doing. that lack of comfort leads to impulsive decisions, with emotions he never knew how to classify. dealing with emotions has always been stressful for him, completely masking that emptiness with a theatric display. self-taught magician, but his tricks almost burnt down the school kitchen once. people enjoy being with him due to his outgoing nature, yet find him eccentric due to his ramblings about whatever comes to mind. no one but fyodor is subjected to his true personality, thinking that no one can understand him but his walking enigma of a best friend. confides only in fyodor, opening up to people is something impossible in his eyes. sometimes, this cloud of doubt overshadows his ability to think properly, hindering his studies but somehow always knows how to bounce back. in the students’ eyes, he’s a rowdy, loud, boisterous anthropology major. he drinks on occasion and loves visiting places where the sunset is most present. has a love for astronomy, something fyodor is all too acquainted with. is very friendly to everyone, and charismatic in nature which led to his rise in popularity. part of the theater club, but unironically their most absent member. the club doesn’t really mind, though, as his performances already cover up the number of absences that have been piling up. just like ranpo, he’s unpredictable at times. has a soft spot for birds and stray cats, and he’s usually spotted outside his building during breaks. he visited fukuzawa’s cat cafe with fyodor once and named a white cat with a scar on its right eye ‘kolya’ because it looks like him, and fukuzawa entertained the idea, giving him a collar with its name.

dazai: one of the most annoying fuckers to ever grace this earth. gets in trouble ALL the fucking time, usually berated by kunikida and sigma at the same time due to his laziness and his habit of slacking off. however, despite this, he’s a talented philosophy major (which shocks everyone who isn’t well acquainted with him), sharing the same classes with fyodor, whom fyodor thought was insufferable the first time he met him. has an incomplete discussion with chuuya, the latter refusing to talk to him whenever he comes in his peripheral. dazai knows what he did wrong, but he’s too prideful to ever apologize to him. instead, he comes and makes fun of him sometimes, resurfacing what chuuya experienced and is actively trying to prevent experiencing again in his time as a student. he doesn’t see the appeal of fukuzawa’s cat cafe, even going as far as declining invites of nikolai to go to the cafe. does anything and everything to provoke people as he finds satisfaction in their annoyance, sigma, and kunikida being his main subjects. expectedly involved in most, if not all drama. is known to flirt with whoever he finds interesting and people still do take interest in him even getting asked to join him in a double suicide, which led to many hearts being broken. not only annoying to his fellow batchmates, but also to the first years. akutagawa, in particular. knowing his temper, he's easy to annoy. he reminds him of chuuya sometimes. not because he simply does this for his own amusement, but because he doesn’t think of the consequences following his actions. he’s confused when it comes to emotions, but even as methodical as he is, cannot find a proper solution to resolve the tension between him and chuuya, so he settles with something he does best, but even then, he’s aware he’s making the situation worse. no one knows what’s under this mysterious exterior, only his insufferable, incompetent, suicidal maniac personality that everyone is well aware of.

fyodor: he’s here again…. hi. he does not need that much introduction. while dazai tries hard to hide these feelings of doubt and confusion within himself, he was able to look past that exterior. of course, he never brings it up in respect for his privacy. dostoevsky, to both nikolai and dazai, is one of those who they can truly trust. fyodor doesn’t mind, he remains patient all throughout this exchange. indebted to this, the group has an invisible unbreakable bond that grew that started halfway through the first year. it’s an unspoken rule between the four of them to lean on each other. but to the public, they’re a group of rational and irrational people who don’t seem to clash well (which is also the same assumption [name] and their group has). also the unlicensed teacher of nikolai sometimes, because he needs it most of the time.

sigma: he’s also here!!!!! yay!!!!! she doesn’t need an introduction as well, as they’re also the mediator of the group, and dazai’s target for his teasings. despite their busy schedule, she’s able to clear some meetings for them and his other friends. the three of them are well aware of his rocky relationship with teruko, going as far to negotiating with prof. fukuchi to discuss teruko being the vp of the student council. so far, this issue has been on hold. has been nikolai’s friend for 3 years, and is one of his closest friends. despite what dazai and sigma’s relationship looks like to passersby, they still deeply care for each other as well as the other two. sometimes, they are seen in the field of their campus, as their buildings are close to each other. nikolai picks up coffee for sigma whenever he does cafe runs, knowing his schedule best

❥ masterlist

𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐀!

dazai knows he isn't well-liked, but he still pulls either way.

dazai and nikolai are the biggest troublemakers when put together. it's usually sigma and fyodor who have to clean up their messes.

one time, sigma got so stressed with dazai and nikolai's actions as they were also handling paperwork from both the casino and his major, so he blew up on them. both of the men didn't know how to respond or to apologize, so they compensate her in various ways they know will make them feel better. sigma finds this endearing.

nikolai lounges in the casino more often than not. in truth, he appreciates sigma's presence yet claims he's here for the free food and drinks.

nikolai is prone to getting drunk. he has a low alcohol tolerance, and fyodor is always there as taking care of nikolai while drunk is his responsibility. uncharacteristically, while many people think dazai is the type of person to drink until he's blackout drunk, he actually handles his alcohol really well.

dazai has random bursts of energy which fuel him to do all his schoolwork in such a short time with such concise results. he doesn't know what triggers this, but it leaves kunikida shocked when dazai admits he completed the whole 10-page essay last night.

nikolai sometimes stares out towards the sky whenever it's night. he is aware of most things space and what space phenomena may happen on that day.

dazai once asked an English major to write fanfiction between him and nikolai as a dare. the english major hasn't been spotted since.

fyo and dazai's playful rivalry started when they both got the same grade during the first semester of their first year in college. it started out as serious and dissipated into something playful. after the second-semester examination results, the two began to form a friendship.

dazai WILL DEFEND MAKI WITH HIS LIFE. the mf also likes one piece ewww (IM joking don't snipe me)

recommended op to fyodor and received "too long" as a response. he brought up how fyodor was able to read 5 books in one sitting and the latter looked at him with daggers in his eyes. dazai kept quiet about that.

akutagawa knows about dazai liking op, and suggests watching jjba. he laughed when aku said it will get better after part 1, but quickly shut up when aku responded with "ur series gets better after 200 episodes if u can waste time on that then u can def watch jjba so i don't want u speaking" and when i tell you FYODOR let out a little giggle...

2023 © kachuuyaa. do not steal or claim my work as your own.

[himimosa]

attractive things bsd men do pt. II

you know there are things men do without being aware that makes them look hot (fixing watch, undoing tie to relax) I will try to add some more~

chuuya, akutagawa, fyodor

Nakahara Chuuya: putting cigaratte between lips to do something else

You knocked on the door of the office room with a big grin on your face. You heard "Come in" but you knocked it again, this time rougher and faster. You heard the footsteps coming closer: "Are you fucking playing with my nerves, because if that is-" When he opened the door with rage, you saw your boyfriend whose face now was red as his hair... "Hi babe... if it's a wrong time, I can come later?..." Chuuya's expression changed in an instant and grabbed your forearms gently "I didn't know you were visiting... welcome darling.." He gave you a peck and pulled you into the office room...

Chuuya was having a tougher week than usual; you were listening to him while giving him a gentle head massage. The boss had given more tasks than usual, an negotiation with another group went unpleasant, and last but not least he had encountered Dazai two times this week!

"After years of his absence, it was so peaceful! And now he's even worse than usual with his stupid-" You listened to him without making any comment, you knew your boyfriend didn't hate his ex-partner at all. You still remember his reaction when he heard Dazai went missing and how he relieved when he learned Dazai was doing fine. You didn't want to confront him, instead, you kept massaging and listening to his ramblings until he got a bit calmer...

When Chuuya went out to his office balcony to answer a call, you decided to leave. Before you could get ready the door knocked, Tachihara came in and greeted you, he had some files in his hands. You asked what was he doing in there.

"Boss sent some files for Chuuya-san to sign, but I heard he wasn't in a good mood this afternoon..." he chuckled nervously

"Are they urgent?" you asked while taking a look at your boyfriend who was still on the phone. Tachihara nodded: "Boss wanted all executive's signs as quick as possible, I guess it is..."

You pitied the poor guy and decided to help him "Okay Tachihara, you can go ahead. I will make him sign as soon as he finishes the call, is it okay?" Tachihara's face brightened with your offer: "You would be make a huge favor to me, thank you so much. I will be waiting outside of the door" he said.

You went to the balcony with the papers: "Babe, can you look at this?" Chuuya had already ended his call and was smoking a cigarette. He didn't smoke frequently but it wasn't surprising for you either... He was smoking at times when he is more stressed than usual.

Chuuya looked at you and the papers in your hand. Without saying anything, he exhaled another smoke, then he put the cigarette between his lips, sloping to one side. Instead of taking the files from your hand, he started to sign them with his pen while you were still holding them. He was so close to you, you could scent the smell of the mix of tobacco and cologne on him. It was intoxicating in a way...

"Here you go..." Chuuya finished signing, and attached the pen to his pocket. He smirked at your flustered expression before taking another inhale "Go and wait me inside babe... Or your clothes will smell. I will drop you off with car after I finish this"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke: acting soft with animals

You checked the clock one more time before pressing to call the number on your screen. You were not the type to jump to conclusions quickly, but your boyfriend also wasn't the type who arrives this late...

When your boyfriend didn't pick up his phone, the bad feeling in you grew bigger. That was it, you were going to the headquarters of the mafia now. It must be his boss again, giving your poor boyfriend extra jobs and causing him to be late for this hour!

When you opened the door to leave the house, you met with your boyfriend. He wasn't expecting to see you, but before he says anything, you opened your mouth:

"Ryu, oh my god where have you been? It is late and it has been raining since noon. Look at you, you are soaking wet-.." You spoke without a breath. In fact, you were scared. You knew your edgy boyfriend hates the rain because he wasnt able to use his ability swiftly when he was wet; you knew that was making him feel vulnerable. You were scared by the thought of something might happen to him...

You suddenly cut your scolding because you heard something. You stopped and waited to hear it again, this time something moved under Akutagawa's coat. And you heard the weak noise again...

"Ryu.. what is that?..."

"That was uhm..."

He clearly was trying to find a lie, but you didn't let him. You gently opened his coat, just to meet with a little trembling wet creature

"Listen... I wasn't thinking about bringing her home... But she was about to die, and after the vet, I couldn't find anywhere to leave her, and-" You weren't listening to him anymore, you gently held the little kitten and put her in your arms "Let's go inside... You both are trembling" you said

After Akutagawa changed his clothes and you cleaned the little kitty, you went to look for something to make a little temporary bed for that night. When you came back with a blanket, you heard Akutagawa's voice. You peeked from the door, only to melt with the sight: Akutagawa was petting the little one on his lap while he was talking at the same time:

"Are you better now? Don't worry you are safe now.. I bet you are hungry, I know the feeling. I don't know what you can eat, but I will ask Y/N to find something..."

You couldn't help but smile at what you saw. Your stern and cold boyfriend, one of the most feared and dangerous people in this city was acting so softly with a little cat, talking with it like he was with some baby... You quietly left the door to the kitchen, to grab some things to eat for you, your boyfriend, and your new little roommate...

Fyodor Dostoevsky: poking side of his cheek with his tongue

"I still don't get why is it necessary"

"Because I need some new clothes dear. I don't know how but with every season change, my clothes from the last year vanish and I suddenly realize that I don't have enough pieces..."

"No, I understand that. But I don't understand why are we here..."

You rolled your eyes. Maybe the mall was not supposed to be the first place once you took this rat man out of his basement, but you didn't care.

"Come on... Your body needs to be out sometimes. You can't always be stuck in that basement you called your apartment... Besides I want to buy these quickly before discounts are over.. "

"But why do I have to come along?"

You frowned your brows "Please don't be such a buzzkill, shopping together and taking some opinion is not that bad. Like it or not, you are stuck with me today... " he didn't answer, only sighed.

When you entered one of the stores, your eyes started to wander around. For the start you picked the things you needed most, you were checking the designs, sizes, and prices. You strolled a few different shops and in the end, you found most of the things you wanted to your liking but some pieces seemed tricky to you... Their pattern didn't seem compatible with their labels, you needed to try them to make sure. Fyodor seemed tired but at least he wasn't whining anymore. Once you went into the cabinet, you decided to try a pair of trousers at first.

"How do you rate this dear" You came out and spun around yourself to make him an overall view. He was observing carefully, sure his expression was very serious for someone who was whining minutes ago...

He studied you carefully from head to toe, you suddenly felt nervous. Was it bad? He slowly poked his cheek from inside his mouth and turned it a little. Now you were distracted and forgot why you even were there in the first place. Was he doing it without being aware, or was it on purpose? You didn't know...

"It is not bad, 7/10... It looks good because you are wearing it, but see it has a bad cutting under the knees... We can find something better I am sure"

Your face lightens up with the comment. You knew he was sincere, not trying to make you believe it was good to leave the store quickly. He was showing his care too much for your liking...

"Okay then, I will try the other one" you chirped with excitement. Then with a sneaky smirk, you said "After I'm done, let's try some pieces for you too!"

i enjoy these series so much. there will be one last "part 3" with jouno and tecchou. i hope i will share it in the next week :3

[aoizaraka]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷LOVESTRUCKੈ✩‧₊˚

sypnosis; the bsd men are just so inlove w/ u! but what are their habits that they gained and/or stopped when they began dating you??

pairings; dazai, kunikida, chuuya, fyodor, ango/reader

warnings; mentions of suicide in dazai’s part(it’s literally Dazai =/)

oh.. this menace.. (but everyone loves him so yuh). Being with DAZAI has a lot of ups and downs, especially since he’s trying to get you to commit suicide with him. But ever since you two started dating, he started spending less time trying to die and not doing anything productive, and always coming up with excuses just to be in your presence. Especially if you’re tired from working too much. He knows it’s bad to get close with someone because all the people he card about in his life either disappeared or just left him. That’s what KINDA makes his clingy personality. (Keyword: kinda, his other clingyness is just there bc he is generally clingy for no reason at all.) this man’s love u so much he will do anything you ask! You tell him to do his paperwork?? he’s immediately sitting down on his chair working like a normal person. (Kinda, bc if u say u’ll reward him with a kiss, he’ll do his work immediately!!) if you tell him to stop drinking?? OKAY ANYTHING FOR YOU!!<3

KUNIKIDA knows you aren’t really his ideal type in a woman, but can’t help but be drawn to you. Once you two began a relationship, Kunikida tends to neglect his notebook just to look out for you/take care for you. If you point it out, he’ll just brush it off. He’s also really protective of you, even if it’s a little thing. Like when he makes you tea/coffee or any warm drink you like, he always tell you to be careful when touching it in order not to burn your hands or tongue, and always scolds you when you do the opposite. I also have this lil headcanon; whenever you both go to work, he’ll always check the weather forecast before leaving and brings an umbrella when it’s too hot/rains. It doesn’t matter if he gets wet, his priority is you not getting sick!

CHUUYA is a stubborn, hotheaded guy. He never listens to anyone(unless it’s you or his boss.) Before you guys started dating, he was always in a pissy mood, probably because of his work or his subordinates. But when you two started a relationship, his chihuahua mood somewhat disappeared. Yes yes, he knows. He always had a soft spot for you. But he didn’t know it would go this far as to change his personality! (Well as long as no one insults him or you, then yeah he won’t go back to the chihuahua phase.) hell, even the port mafia noticed his sudden personality change. he’s always gentle with you, especially since he knows he’s the strongest ability user.

FYODOR doesn’t really like overworking. But he has to do it for “the sake of the world” apparently. So when you come into the picture, you have to practically force him each time to stop working to rest even for a moment, to the point when he actually stops working even without you telling him not to. It’s just that you always force him to rest, that it feels weird if he didn’t take a break now. He also stops biting his nails, because “you say it’s unhygienic”, he says. He also doesn’t sleep much, but since he likes loves your presence and whole being, he forces himself to fix himself and his whole well being. hey, if you’re gonna “save” the world, you might as well look good while at it, right?

like fyodor, ANGO also doesn’t like overworking, in fact he hates it. But it’s his job and he signed up for it so.. no excuses. Ango knows his whole job is very dangerous, and you could get involved in dangerous matters, so from time to time, he makes sure to check up on you by texting you or calling you. It doesn’t matter what it’s about though, he just wants needs a response to make sure you’re safe. Same goes for you. You sometimes just send him a quick text to check up on him. Whenever he gets a free day from work, you guys usually stay in and relax together or just roam around Yokohama, but he’s mostly indecisive and will only go with where you want to go to or what you want to make up for the times he never is around you<3

ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜɪs ʙʟᴏɢ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢs ᴛᴏ @aoizaraka . ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴏʀ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɪɴsᴘɪʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ/ʀᴇғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪssɪᴏɴ.

ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛs ʀᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ © 2023

[celestair]

ok please i need recommendations of ao3 fics

anyone has good ones that are either fyodor x reader, chuuya x reader or atsushi x reader?

[stinkyme]

Hello! This is a fic I had in mind for some time now, inspired by cake official art of Nikolai and Fyodor :D

I hope you like and enjoy it! :)

CW/TW: NSFW, fem!reader, food play, Fyodor is on more submissive side, oral!Fyodor receiving, oral!fem receiving, face sitting/face riding, edging (for Fyodor), ejaculation in mouth, praise, a bit of riding in the end, creampie, Fyodor might be OOC, if I forgot anything please let me know! :)

I apologize for any mistakes in advance! :)

I will give you something better to taste || Fyodor Dostoevsky x Reader

You were going home after running some errands and you bought a cake thinking of a possible fun way to spend time with Fyodor. It was a big, lovely white coated cake with strawberries on top. Finally, you arrived home, you took your shoes off and went to the kitchen to unpack the bags. You assumed Fyodor was in your shared bedroom and as you walked in with a cake, you could see your assumption was correct. He was laying on the bed, he didn't cover himself with blanket, his back resting on bedframe as he was reading a book. You took few steps towards him as he looked up at you, his gaze completely focused on you and what you were holding as he closed and left book in the little drawer of the night table.

"What are you surprising me with this time, Y/N?" he asked in his usual voice as his lips curled in a small smile. You quickly put the box cake was in on the top of the night table as you sat yourself on Fyodor's lap. Your legs were on both sides of his and you smiled softly as you leaned in, leaving short but deep and tender kiss on Fyodor's lips. You slowly pulled away as your eyelids fell a bit lower, giving Fyodor a look that he already knew way too well.

"I got us..." you started talking as you started opening the box, revealing the beautiful cake.

"A little sweet snack. Do you like it?" you asked in a curious, yet teasing voice. Fyodor's lips curled in a smirk.

"A little you say?" he asked you as he was observing the cake.

"Well, if we start eating it before lunch, you can see how little it can actually get." you giggled out.

"I prefer my desserts after meal, but since it's you, I can't say no now, can I dear?" Fyodor's lips curled into another smirk.

"No, you can't. It would hurt my feelings deeply." you teased with small giggles following behind.

"It's settled then. Where are the forks?" his lips returned to usual, resting line as his eyes moved towards the cake. You took one strawberry with your fingers and gently twirled it in white frosting.

"Oh, we won't be needing those. Open up." you said in a low tone as you brought your fingers near Fyodor's lips. He looked at you, slightly shocked at your boldness. He closed his eyes as sly smirk appeared on his face, gently parting his lips afterwards. You brought the strawberry and placed it in his mouth, letting him take bite. He took half of a bite and swallowed, not taking his eyes off of you. You brought the other half, this time pushing your fingers inside too and he sucked in the rest as well as your fingers, his tongue gently cleaning them up. You took part of the cake without strawberry on it and repeated the previous movement, your fingers deep in his mouth. He licked off as much as he could, small parts of frosting were left behind on your fingers. You slowly brought them to your mouth, licking the rest off as your eyes kept deep contact with his. You took another part of the cake, this time for yourself. You brought it to your mouth, gently licking and sucking on your own fingers. You could feel Fyodor was getting harder underneath you, his cock pressing your pussy. You smiled as you went for strawberry this time, bringing it to Fyodor's mouth and he opened up, this time you didn't let him bite it off but take the whole fruit alongside with your fingers. He choked a bit which made you giggle as you slowly extracted your fingers out of his mouth. Your wet fingers took another small piece of cake as you faked clumsiness, dropping it on your shirt.

"Oh, I made a mess." you said as you faked disappointment with your voice and slowly took your shirt off, dropping it on the floor. You turned back to Fyodor who looked beyond amused and bulge forming underneath you confirmed it. You took another piece of cake slowly, this time trying to make it look like you were being more careful but still, somehow by accident dropped it on your skirt that was spreaded over your thighs and his lap. You looked down, as your lips parted in fake surprise.

"I really liked this skirt, it's a shame." you said in monotone but disappointed voice and swiftly for up, pulling your skirt down and letting it drop on the floor. You were in your bra and panties as you sat back on Fyodor's lap.

"Indeed it is, I never took you to be a clumsy person Y/N." Fyodor teased you and your successful attempts to turn him on.

"What can I say dear? Maybe I am supposed to keep feeding you, I wasn't as clumsy then." you smiled and took another piece of cake with your fingers and as you brought it to Fyodor's mouth, it "accidentally" fell out of your hand directly on place where your pussy and his cock were.

"It seems like I wasn't as lucky this time. Let me clean you up." you slowly moved away as your upper body leaned down, your head close to his pulsating, hard cock. You slowly started cleaning the cake with your mouth, only the parts that weren't completely touching him. Fyodor's eyes were getting darker with lust as yours looked up at him faking innocence. You slowly moved your head and rest of the torso up, bringing your fingers close to your lips, brushing away rest of the frosting and gently licked your fingers.

"Maybe you need to take them off, it's going to get sticky." you said acting out genuine concern with your voice.

"Is that so?" Fyodor asked you in his teasing tone. You nodded and quickly took another piece of cake as you brought it to his mouth. He looked at you, slightly confused with your sudden action.

"Since they are already ruined I might as well use this and feed you because if I make more mess it won't matter." you whispered in a soft tone, your eyes slowly tracing his face, from his chin up to his lustful eyes. Your fingers entered his mouth as his wet tongue twirled around as he melted away the texture off of them. You gently extracted them, holding eye contact with Fyodor.

"Do you like the taste?" you asked in slightly broken voice as you felt his bulge grow under your wet pussy.

"I must admit, it's quite tasteful." he said in genuine, usual voice as his eyes slowly moving down your not completely exposed body. You smiled to yourself as you moved your lips next to his ear, softly brushing it as you spoke.

"I can give you something better to taste if you are going to be good boy for me." as you finished your sentence you slowly took another messy piece of cake and brought it near your mouth, taking a small bite as you let the rest fall on your chest and as you faked shock you smudged rest of the cake all over your bra and tits.

"Oh no, today really isn't my day." you sighed out as you kept looking at mess you made. Fyodor's cock twitched, pressing your pussy more.

"Can you help me out and unhook it? I don't want to completely ruin it." you looked at Fyodor with innocent, genuine eyes looking almost like an angel. He twitched once again and you slowly moved your hips forward, pressing and shortly stimulating him as you deceived it as a form of doing him a favour so he can more access easily to your back. He just kept looking at you, wondering how long will this little game is yours take. He slowly moved his hands behind your back and swiftly unhooked the bra and you gently pulled it down your shoulders, revealing your breasts to him. You dropped bra on the floor as you kept looking at little amount of frosting covering them. You slowly brought your fingers to your mouth, giving them long lick just for Fyodor's eyes as you slowly moved them on your breast, rubbing the frosting away with your wet fingers. You slowly pulled away your hand and rested it as you let small amount of spit leave your parted lips. It fell down on your fingertips and you rubbed them all over your breasts, switching sides briefly, specifically focusing on your nipples as you would let small gaps out. Fyodor kept pulsating under you, at this moment painfully hard.

"Did I get it all?" you asked him innocently as you gently moved your chest closer to him.

"It appears that you missed a spot." Fyodor said in low voice as his eyes focused on small smudged amount right above your right nipple.

"Care to be good and help me out?" you looked at him with meaningful, deep look in your eyes.

"My fingers are all sticky as well, they won't do the job as good as you can." you whispered out, gently moving your chest towards Fyodor as you gently brushed his jaw with your thumb and you could feel his cock getting even harder. He looked up at you, his eyes desperately lustful as little smirk appeared on his face as he slowly brought his lips on your nipple, gently brushing over it as he parted them, his soft, cold tongue slowly dragging over it. You gasped out as your hands softly cupped Fyodor's cheeks, your fingers slowly pushing part of his hair behind his ears as he started pulled away and slowly moved to the other nipple, giving the same treatment with his tongue, gently sucking on it afterwards. You gasped out as you looked down on his face that was too consumed with sucking and satisfying you. He gently moved his lips away as your nipple fell out of hold between his teeth. He slowly looked up as you gave him devilish smile.

"You were so good, Fedya." you praised him as your hand stroked his hair.

"It's only fair if I return the favour now, is it?" you whispered as you moved away from him, your hands slowly working their way on his pants, undoing his button and zipper as you slowly pulled them off of his legs with a bit of Fyodor's help.

"Oh? What's that? Seems like you rather have an issue." you said as your gaze fixated on his painfully hard cock.

"Should I help you out with that like you helped me just now?" your voice was low and sensual as you rubbed his thigh softly.

"Please do." he said in his usual tone, however you could hear string of neediness breaking his voice in the end. Cunning smile curled on your face as you watched Fyodor's face breaking in few places where he showed signs that he lacked control and desperate neediness.

"Since you asked so nicely, who am I to deny you?" you said in almost malicious tone as you pulled his boxers down and your gaze was filled with a view of his long, thinner, pale and veiny cock, his tip pinkish with a small coat of precum. You smiled as you slowly placed your hand around it, your thumb gently brushing over his leaking tip cleaning it up. Fyodor quivered from sensation and you moved your hand close to your mouth, slowly licking off the precum that you previously collected. You slowly pulled thumb out of your mouth and returned it back on his cock, this time your wet thumb gently brushing and circling over his tip. Fyodor whimpered out as his body quivered from sensation. You slowly started moving your hand up and down, stroking his full lenght. He quievered at cold, light pressuring sensation your hand gave him. You slowly moved between his legs as he spreaded them for you to give you enough space. Both of you got comfortable and your hand kept stroking him slowly and you moved your head closer to him, parting your lips as your hand was resting on his pelvis, still wrapped around his cock as you slowly coated his tip with your mouth. Your tongue moved around it teasingly as Fyodor whimpered out. You still didn't move your hand, just kept it gently wrapped around him. You started moving your tongue in a more stimulating manner and gently sucking on it which made Fyodor gasp out in raspy tone. You slowly moved down, his cock deeper in your mouth, your lips touching your resting hand as his tip kissed your throat. You started moving up and down as your tongue moved around it and you gently sucked on it which made Fyodor let out broken whimpers as his hand found its way in your hair, grasping it gently. You looked up at him and his lips were parted, eyes low and cheeks slightly flushed. You slowly started moving your hand stroking his lower half matching movement with your mouth and tongue which stimulated upper half of his cock. His grip on your hair tightened as he moaned lowly. You swiftly moved your hand, taking his whole lenght in which made him gasp out and you started moving faster, your lips putting more pressure around it as your tongue rubbed on all his sensitive spots. His broken whimpers became louder and more breathy as you kept your pace. You could feel him leaking precum that was melting in your mouth as you gently started stimulating his balls with your hand. He grasped your hair tightly as he started moving his hips to match your rhythm, his little whimpers turning into broken whines. You kept up with him, not slowing down, but rather stimulating him even further by focusing your mouth mostly on his tip, briefly moving down and stroking his lenght vigorously. He was whining as his legs started shaking and his hand grasping your hair tighter. You felt more of precum leaking and melting in your mouth as he tried to tell you through breathy whimpers to keep going. You smiled slyly as you extracted his cock out of your mouth as well as your hand off of his balls and slowed down your strokes. He whined out at disappointment.

"You are really sensitive today Fedya." you looked at him as your voice held teasing tone. You stroked him slowly as your eyes kept looking as his.

"Do you wish to cum?" you asked him through a whisper as you started moving your hand in faster pace on his cock. He kept whimpering out as his body quievered under your touch and the fact he was so close to his orgasm.

"I do." he somehow consoled himself enough to whimper his affirmation out.

"Ah my sweet Fedya, you know that in order to get something you have to have manners." you acted out disappointment as you slowed down your movement as small sound of irritation left his throat.

"You know...words like 'please'." you whispered out as your gaze observed his awfully pathetic face right now, slight irritation was formed in corner of his eyes. You fastened your movements and he whined out once again. You slowly brought your lips near his cock, small amount of spit leaving your lips and slowly melting down his lenght which made him quiver as you used your hand to coat his cock, making him more sensitive. You started moving your hand slowly, but putting enough pressure as your lips wrapped around his cock as you stimulated him with small circles your tongue made around it and you moved away, leaving one small suck behind which made Fyodor whimper out desperately.

"Please." he whined out as your lips curled into a smirk as you sped up your pace. He was close for some time now and every movement you made was making him go on the edge. You stopped your movement as soon as you saw his legs slightly shaking.

"Please what?" you asked in teasing voice as you knew Fyodor wasn't a man who would usually beg or plead for anything this brought you immense amount of pleasure. You were already wet, from his noises alone as well as how desperate he looked.

"Please let me cum Y/N." he whispered out, his voice slightly breaking as you kept your little sly smile. You started moving your hand in faster manner.

"I didn't hear you well, sorry Fedya. Can you repeat that?" you teased him as your eyes played innocence. He frowned lightly through desperate moans that were leaving his throat as you fastened up your pace completely and swiftly moved your mouth around his tip, sucking on it relentlessy. He was shaking and you kept going until you felt him leaking precum on your tongue once again. You moved away and looked at him with sly look in your eyes as you could feel him pulsating in your hand.

"Please, let me cum. Please." he broke out through his breathy whines.

"As you wish. See how easy that was?" you teased him and he just looked at you with desperation on his face. You moved your mouth and wrapped his tip once again and started sucking on it and twirling your tongue around it as your hand stroked him in fast pace. He immeditaly grasped handful of your hair as his other one grabbed on bedsheets, his pathetic whines filling up the room as he moved his shaky hips desperately trying to gain as much friction as possible as he met your movement and pace. You started moving your tongue and hand at quicker pace as your other hand started massaging his balls gently making him whine out. He was getting close, his body was shaking and his hand didn't have the strenght to grasp your hair anymore so he just let it drop down as his raspy, whiny and breathy moans filled your ears and with few more seconds you could feel his cum filling your mouth. He was shaking and moaning shamelessly loud as you kept your movement regardless of his warm cum, adding more to his already intense orgasm. He threw his head back as you slowly pulled away leaving his softened cock without every friction, letting him calm down. He finally calmed down and you brought your mouth near his cock once again, licking it from base to tip and cleaning up the mess that was left behind as shivers went down his spine. You slowly looked up at him meeting his sleepy gaze.

"Care for me to return the favour?" he asked as he cupped your cheek.

"I did say I will give you something better if you are a good boy." you smiled and got up from the bed, pulling down your panties and left them on the floor as you gestured him to lay down. He obeyed and you slowly got on top of him, your legs spreaded around his head.

"Let me make you feel good again, Fedya." you whispered out as you slowly positioned your dripping pussy on his tongue. You slowly moved your hips back and forth, grinding on his wet, cold tongue as you held the bedframe for stability. You moaned out at friction, moving your hips slowly, feeling every sensation of his tongue. His hands were holding your thighs as his eyes observed your reactions. You moved slowly and sensually as your hands moved away from a bedframe for a second to cup your breasts and gently play with your nipples. You moaned lowly at sensations as you threw your head back. Fyodor suddenly started moving his tongue in faster pace, circling it on your clit only, which made you gasp out as your hands quickly fell back on bedframe and you started moving your hips faster to meet his pace. You arched your back forward, leaning completely on bedframe as you stopped your movement for a bit, letting Fyodor take control for a while. You whimpered in low tone as his tongue kept slowly circling on your clit, making your legs slightly weak as he hit the right spot. You stayed in that position for a bit, every friction bringing your wet cunt closer to your orgasm. He moved one of his hands underneath your pussy from behind, his fingers slowly pushing inside your wet cunt. You moved slightly up to give him more space and his head followed, tongue still stimulating your needy, swollen clit. He curled his fingers and started pressing your sensitive spot inside, moving his fingers in pace that you loved the most. You whimpered out at sensations he provided for you as your pussy clenched around his fingers which made him whimper into your clit, sending vibrations through your body. You were getting closer and started moving your hips back and forth, fucking yourself on his tongue and fingers. He slowed paces down, letting you take control as you put more pressure on him, relaxing your body down and started moving your hips faster. You could feel every part of his tongue on your clit as well as every curve of his slender fingers inside you as you kept riding him and moaning out. You were getting closer, your precum leaking down Fyodor's fingers as you moved your hips at vigorous but messy pace chasing your orgasm. Fyodor kept whining in your pussy as your juices leaked inside his mouth slightly which made your whole body shiver as you felt heat build up inside your whole body, close to your release. You started riding him messily, trying to reach your orgasm as soon as possible as his fingers pressured you more inside directly hitting your sweet spot every time you moved your hips. Fyodor kept whining inside your sweet cunt as you moved your hips desperstely back and forth, his cold tongue rubbing your right spot meanwhile his fingers did the same inside you, moans leaving your lips filled up the room as you felt heat inside your lower tummy reach its peak. You felt your orgasm burst inside you and you whimpered inconsistenly as you kept riding it out, putting all your weight on Fyodor's face and fingers. You slowed down your movement as intensity of your orgasm slowly melted away and you got up, giving Fyodor space to breathe. He slowly extracted his fingers out of your leaking cunt and moved his lips near your entrance, licking away the juices. You quivered, your legs weak as you slowly moved away from his face as he finished tasting and cleaning you up.

"You were right, it's better." he said in low voice and you could see his face slightly flushed as his hand moved down on his cock, using the wet fingers to lube himself and stroke it since he got hard again.

"You are greedy today, Fedya." you smiled as you moved on top of him and he pulled his hand back. You gently rubbed your dripping cunt on his cock before moving your hand and lining it up with your entrance. You slowly pushed your hips down and both of you gasped out from sensation and sensitivity. You started moving your hips up and down, slowly coating and lubing his hard cock with your juices. You leaned in, placing a small kiss on Fyodor's lips. You pulled away and his hands rested on your hips gesturing you to go faster so you slowed down, devilish smile plastering on your face. Fyodor's eyes looked slightly annoyed but at the same time had sprinkle of desperation in them. You placed your hand on his clothed chest as you started bouncing your hips up and down at faster pace, both of your whimpers turning into sudden gaps anytime you pussy would kiss his pelvic area. He filled you up perfectly and pressured your g-spot just right with every thurst you would make. You fastened up your pace, in need for more friction and stimulation as Fyodor's fingernails digged in your skin deeply, almost making it bleed. Both of you were moaning inconsistenly as your skin kept making wet noises every time you would thurst down. Fyodor started twitching and pulsating inside you as your pussy clenched around him, stimulating him further. You changed your movement, moving your hips back and forth as you rubbed and stimulated your clit on his pelvis. You kept whimpering together as you started moving your hips faster. Tip of Fyodor's cock kept kissing your sensitive spot inside with every movement you made as your clit was getting stimulated by his pelvis and you grabbed his top, grasping it hard in your hands as you were getting closer to your orgasm. Fyodor left marks in your hips as whines left his parted lips and slowly moved one of his hands, his fingertips lining perfectly with you swollen clit as he started drawing circles on it, making you stop your movement as he started moving his hips relentlessly thursting inside you. You moaned out, your sounds mixing with Fyodor's whines as he kept his pace. You could feel him twitch inside you as your pussy clenched around his cock, your hands weakly grasping his top at this point. His fingers kept circling on your clit and with few more thurst you felt another orgasm bursting inside you. You moaned out messily, your breath inconsistent from intensity as Fyodor kept whimpering out, finally reaching his own orgasm and filling you up inside. He slowed down his movement, fucking rest of his cum inside you as his fingers left your clit alone. You were both calming down as you slowly came down off of your highs. You slowly moved away, his cum dripping out of you a bit and laid down next to him. He slowly stroked your hair, looking at you gently. Your face was sleepy which matched your mood as well.

"Do you want us to finish up that cake?" you teased with a soft smile on your face.

"Maybe tomorrow. How about we take a bath now to clean ourselves up properly, darling?" he asked in usual tone and you nodded, smilig softly. He slowly got up and you grabbed his hand, following him. Two of you spent rest of the day bathing and taking care of each other meanwhile cake ended up being eaten by Nikolai and Sigma.

The End :) <3

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[rusmii]

Ok so before I forget what i dreamed about PLEASE IM BEGGING U RESPOND PLEASE PLEASE AND IF U DON'T DO REQUEST PLEASE DO IT WHEN U OPEN REQUEST PLEASE SO I WILL ASK DIFFERENT CREATORS THIS BUT DIFFERENT ANIME OR GAME MALE CHARACTER SO.....

Female reader pls so

Yn is gf whit bsd men i want reaction of them when u set up a camera start recording and put her head between the legs and it goes like this:

'''Hello girls lets do a unboxin video "" and she starts uk unzipping undressing.....

What will they do will the men allow her to do it does one of them do reverse card and just does yn unboxin or dies he let her please i need Rat man AKA fyodor dazai and chuuya u can add other mennu want please IM BEGGING U I NEED ONE U PROBABLY KNOW WHAT DAZAI WILL DO WHAT HIS REACTION WILL BE OR WHATEVER CHARACTER U ADD U CAN MAKE PT2 OR PT3 PLEASE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭(SORRY IF MY ENGLISH IS BAD ITS MY 3 LANGUAGE AND AHEM) HARD SMUT AND ""gives him or her a cookie 🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪

❝ HEY GIRLS! LET’S DO AN UNBOXING VIDEO 2DAY !!! ❞ — brat taming edition

( ⟡ ). fyodor, dazai, chuuya x FEM!bodied reader (afab / fem. names)

( 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨 ⟡ ). your boyfriend has had such a stressful week this month! with him ignoring your usual antics for attention—you stir the pot looking for ideas to get his attention back on you. what kind of stupid shit did you pull off this time to make him so mad, he has to fuck the brat outta you? wc;;; 2,560

( cws ⟡ ). just know this is hardcore brat taming erm… NOT EDITED/PROOFREAD, POSSIBLE OOC. no protection, riding/cowgirl, meanie fyodor, DOM!fyodor, long dick fyo, mentions of brat everywhere, poorly used russian translator, begging and pleading, P->I, pet names/nicknames, DOM!dazai, cunni/fem oral. , fingering, g-spot hitting yum, implied safe wording in dazais part, dirty talk, punishments, desk sex in both dazai and chuuyas part, bending over, DOM!chuuya, fucking u doggy, ass slapping, mean name calling (lovingly), rough fucking, kinda public sex, the thrill of getting caught, chuuya is a yap while having sex, he becomes a whiny bitch as he cums. ALL DIVIDERS/BANNERS MADE BY ME!!!!!

( ans ⟡). OH MY GOSH I ACTUALLY FINISHED THIS 💀 let's ignore the fact that dazais part is shit and that I forgot about the cameras after fyos pt... anyways hi love! I don't take reqs but I rlly liked this idea so I took it as a suggestion <3 dw abt ur english I understood it !!

if u liked this imma need to know why

#( FYODOR🪽. ) wc; 934

he sighs, ivan had been nagging him all week, the already stressful month not helping with his situation. because of this, fyodor has had less time to give you any sort of attention, only merely passing a small greeting when you two meet each other in bed after the days are over. it isn’t until today, did you have enough of his busy schedule; and ivan’s touchy hands feeling your man up. body kneeling in between his legs, you look up with your dashing eyes—words being uttered with such disgrace and impurity as he suppresses a big sigh. “hey girls! let’s do an unboxing video today!~” unzipping his fly slowly, your eyes never leave his; camera settled in the corner recording everything. including what he was about to do to his brat.

“lyubov',” fyodor lifts your chin with his fingers, angling it so that your little camera stunt was capturing your expression. he gives you a shallow thrust, dick hitting so deep, it almost kisses your cervix. “it’s rude to ignore your audience. why don’t i cut you some slack, hm?” he suggests, switching your positions. turning your head away from the camera, it was clear as day that you wanted to turn it off to hump his dick freely, but you knew damn well your boyfriend wasn’t as nice as he made himself out to be.

he taps your thigh, “ride me dorogoy.” like a chain of commands, you move your hips, pussy sliding his dick in and out without much effort. “fyo..~” you moan, sweat rolling down your head as his cock bullies it’s way deeper inside. “no, brats don’t get to talk. brats need to earn the approval of their master.”— fyodor talks, as if he were your owner. after hearing that you needed to earn your privilege back, you embarked on your journey to make this one hundred percent harder for him. “no,” you stop moving, resting your body on top of his lap.

knowing your play, fyodor doesn’t take your disobedience lightly. “[name], my dear. pleasure me or don’t get off at all.” he warns. it was your last warning before fyodor grabbed his book from the nightstand and left you to rot on his dick until you got the memo. panic slowly starts to settle in once you realize the weight of the situation. you’ve been longing for his attention for so long and you got it! but at what cost? fyodor clicks his tongue, giving you a minute left to decide your next choice.

you bite your lip, hips moving slowly against him as he sighs and grabs his book anyways. “wait! i’m - i’m riding you!” you try to smack the book away, a sharp glare and a thrust knocking you back into place. “hn~ fyodor! why are you reading?!” you slam down onto his dick, skin being smacked and mushed together by sweat was echoed through the bedroom. ignoring your pleas and begging, fyodor simply flips to the next page, fully aware of the tears threatening to glass your eyes up if he didn’t start praising you like his good girl in the next few minutes.

your hands rest on his stomach, pushing your body up every time you fall back down in hopes of getting his attention back on you. “hah..~ fyo~ please-please pay attention to me..” you whine, clenching your walls. that seemed to get a reaction out of him, breath pausing just for a second before he recomposes himself and shakily turns to the next page. “fyo-dor!~” — “sorry, i couldn’t hear you over your blabbering.” he shuts the book, placing it aside. “what did my brat beg of me?” your pace sped up, hips and legs trembling from your approaching orgasm that was just on the horizon.

you were so close, but it wasn’t enough. you needed him to fill and fuck every spot in your pussy—and you were getting more desperate by the second. “well? i’m not asking for much, parshivets.” he leans forward, elbows propped up to support himself better. “what did you say in your previous sentence?” he sets his hands on your waist. tears has already welled up in your eyes—his cock nudging against your g-spot. “go on, tell me.” his face was near yours, eyes staring at yours while he captured your lips into a kiss.

his hips snapped up, angling it so that he was able to hit your spot head on with each passing thrust. “ghnn!!~” you squeal into the kiss, stomach tying into knots as your arms fall limp. “say it,” he moves down to your neck, biting down near the crook of it. “ah! hmm~ i - please pay attention to me!” you gave in when he starts speeding up his thrusts. “ ‘m to me! pay attention t’mee!!~” body giving out, you threw your head back as drool spread down your lips. “ ‘m sorry! pay attention to me!~ pay attention - ghhoo!!!”

“ah~ such lewd sounds coming from you,” fyodor groans, the grip of his hands tightening a bit as he feels his balls starting to empty itself. “fuck -!” he cursed, pretty unexpectedly, “take it all lyubov'!” he moans—dick so deep you could feel his load seeping into your womb bit by bit. all it took was one final thrust to send you into oblivion, eyes rolling back it turns white, your throat dry from all the gasping you emitted.

he sighs, feeling his stress starting to alleviate itself post-orgasm. “[name]? maybe you were right. maybe i do like this little bratty side of you—maybe i should start ignoring you more often, maybe-“ — “fyodor, no.”

#( DAZAI🪽. ) wc; 729

dazai slams the stack of papers onto his desk, the mental pressure of everything getting too overwhelming for him. this month has been pretty stressful, with this week’s case biting him in the ass. dazai swore that he would ditch work to leave it all to atsushi and kunikida, but unfortunately he was caught sneaking out the back by the latter. his punishment was to finish up everyone’s end of the month report and he was stuck in the office during late nights. you, being a clerk but also his girlfriend, decided that enough was enough, and that you needed his attention back on you—all huffy and displeased when he swats your hands away from his body. opting to go the difficult route, you push yourself under the desks and in between his legs, dazai’s wide eyes not expecting what you were about to say next. “hey girls!~ let’s do an unboxing videooo!!” you smirk, sliding the zip down to reveal his hardening cock inside his boxers.

your back slammed onto his desk, all papers and stationary thrown off in a hurry. you wince, the wood hitting you hard. “aw! had i known that my sweet little brat was in such a desperate headspace, i would’ve folded much sooner~” he sang, voice not matching the mischief in his smile. by now, his face was near your crotch—skirt hiked up as he pressed his fingers on the band of your underwear. “hey [name]’s friends! let’s do an unboxing video, hm?~” he chirps, dragging the piece of cloth down one leg, showing your vulva in full display. “look, girls! my girl is so wet!” he flicks your clit, not minding your flinch one bit.

“say… [name]?” dazai inquires, lips only inches away from your folds. his tongue drags across your pussy—from bottom to top. “mhmn~ what?” you huff out in pleasure, frustration agitating your sex from the lack of stimulation. “mm, nothing. just needed to make sure you were still with me,” he jokes, getting himself comfortable on his knees and securing your legs into his arms. “mmm’kay! gonna start, you better not move an inch or else.” after giving you his final warning and conditions, dazai starts going to town on your pussy. he starts by giving your clit tiny kisses before he sticks his tongue inside your folds.

arching your back, you let a moan ripple out, “fuck! samu!~” bunching his hair into your fists, dazai groans—tongue dipping inside your cunt. rotating between your clit and pussy, dazai doesn’t spare a single second on air, not caring about his dwindling oxygen levels. breathing can wait, his main goal was to get you to cum as fast as he can—attempting to set a new record for you both. “osamu! i- hold on~” you catch onto his little game, trying to pry his face off your crotch. intertwining his hands with yours, dazai traps it in his.

“no, my love..” he sighs, “you’ve already been too much of an attention whore earlier today. we don’t need more of your attitude right now.” dazai, now a little annoyed by your lack of compliance, decides that instead of edging, he’s going to overstimulate you until you’re crying and begging for his mercy. “lovely dear,” he starts. you feel the gears shift in your head as you realize your mistake; moving. “i’ve let you off the hook once, but i see.. you’re still repeating old habits.” slapping your pussy, you yelp, not expecting the force of the slap to be so harsh. “ow! what the fuck osamu?!-” 

“nu-uh,” he cuts you off, his fingers replacing the empty loss inside your cunt. “ah!- osamu..!~” you completely change up your tune. the soft twisting of his fingers gets your brain muddled within seconds, a slight force pressing itself around your g-spot. “let's switch up our usual punishments for tonight.” he suggests, thumb rubbing your clit gently. dazai curls his fingers, making sure to angle it in a way that has you drooling. “we're going to stay in the office for overtime, and you'll cum on my tongue until sunrise.”

with his conditions set in stone, you knew you had fucked up by seeing his wicked smile. “you know what to say if you need me to stop.” in one swift motion, dazai is already lapping at your cunt with his hands pushing on your knees

#( CHUUYA🪽. ) wc; 897

chuuya didn't have time to entertain your little musings recently. it's not like he wanted to ignore you, trust him—he really didn't, but sometimes even time was out of his control and he was speeding against the clock to get this project done in time. having enough of him ignoring you, you stay beside him, chuuya thinking that you were just idly sitting next to him as a good support. but in truth, you already had a trick up your sleeve. sinking to the floor, you have your hands on his lap as you unzip his fly with an innocent expression on your face. “good evening girls! let's do an unboxing vid today!~” you giggle to yourself as chuuyas shocked expression morphs into that of irritation. getting up, he leaves you be—unfortunately for him, you had a plan b. slapping his ass hard, you give him a smooch before making a run for it down the hall, with your boyfriend loudly shouting at you to ‘get your ass back here’.

his hands knead the plush of your ass, his strong and veiny hands handling you roughly with some sort of care to it. “fucking bitch.” he mutters under his breath, bending you over his desk. “you didn't need to go the extra mile for my attention, but here you are,” chuuya unbuckles his belt. he pushes up your skirt, laughing in mockery when he sees the wet patch sticking on your underwear. “damn, couldn't wait huh? what? did you finger yourself before acting up?”

not waiting for an answer, he slaps your ass. the stinging pain making you bite your lip. “talkin’ to ya’, don't ignore me.” he pushes his boxers down to expose his rock-hard dick, tip leaking precum and all. he rubs his dick in the crack of your ass, asking if you could feel the effect you had on him. “yes - ah!- hu-hurry…” a shake breath left your lips as you feel the redhead align himself up with your hole. chuuya leans down, “y'know what to say, right sweets?” he whispers into your ear. nodding your head, you push your ass onto his crotch.

after receiving your consent, chuuyas hips slammed into yours—a loud moan rippling out of you both. “fuuuck,” he groans. “ahnn!~ haa..” trembling a bit, your hands latched to the edge of his desk. without wasting a single second to spare, chuuya starts humping you like a bitch in heat. pretty ironic considering his previous name calling from earlier. “hgn! chu - ah!~ chuchu!” you moan his name without shame. chuuya grunts, shoving your head into his desk. “dammit - fuck. shut up!” he shouts just barely above a whisper.

“you want my men to hear how much of a slut you are?” he questions, thrusts speeding up with each word. you don't have any time to breathe by how chuuya us knocking the wind out of your lungs every second. “to hear all your moans - when they already saw you act like an absolute porno bitch.” he grabs ahold of your hair and bundles it up into his palm. pulling you up, chuuya forces you to look at the slightly cracked open door.

“see that?” his voice is hushed, a huge contrast to your bitten muffles. “they won't even need to walk in, all they need'a do is walk by.” chuuya slaps your ass, “to see how much of an absolute cock slut you are for me.” you squeal when chuuya hits that certain spot inside you, legs kicking the ground as you try to sustain what's little left of yourself before you went full-blown whore for him. “chu!~ ghnn!!gonna!!~ mm! I'm gonna-cumm!” 

chuuyas dick curves so perfectly inside you, the tip of his dick punching your g-spot and drags along it as he slides in and out of your cunt. “naaah, brats don't get to cum. hold it or don't cum at all.” he orders, hips not slowing down one bit despite his notion.  “c-cant!!” you try to explain to him, your orgasm reaching its limit. chuuya doesn't listen however, your mindless blabber can be saved for when you're actually fucked dumb.

“you can,” he supports himself using one arm while his free hand wraps itself under your stomach, feeling his dick bulge your stomach. “wait for me dolly, alright?” he groans, his own high building up as soon as you whine so beautifully underneath him. you shake your head, cunt starting to burst glitter everywhere. “ ‘m sorry! ‘m soorrry!! sorrryyy!!!~” he hears you squeal in anticipation, dick nestled onto your spot as he grinds into you. 

“aha~ shit pretty girl. yer’ still so fuck-ghn!- fuck, tight~” chuuyas breath is heavy, he sounds exhausted but you knew better than to believe that. he stamina was no joke and you could testify first hand to that. his hands grip your hips hard, thrusting so aggressively, you think he's going to drag the uterus out with him. “gunnacum-cumcum~ cumming - shit!~ [name]!!~” he moans your name rather loudly—hypocrite much. as he cums, chuuya bit your shoulder blade, hips stilling inside your pussy once white ropes shoot inside thick and creamy.

“fucking hell pretty - ‘m so sorry,” he whines into your shoulder, subtly rutting into you to ride out his high. “you're so pretty. my good girl, can't ever be mad at you.”—again, such a stark contrast to his earlier behavior towards you.

@rusmii 2024 . do not do the basic copy right shit pls.

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