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mchlgayser · 25 days

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𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐈𝐓 𝐆𝐎 𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 [tokyo revengers various]

⸻ cw: hurt/no comfort, triggering events and poor writing skills.

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𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐎: too preoccupied with his work.

The sun disappears behind the horizon and the daylight soon fades. The once cheerful home, turn out dingy and dejected. Tears spew down your cheeks to your chin as you examine one single paper lay before your eyes. The saying above appear clear "Divorce Paper" with your signature on the very right and below.

"So, this is it?" You sneer, teeth grinding against each other "Don't 'so, this is it' me right now, you know well none of this would've have to happen if you could be a bit more considerate." He did not say a word, look down on the floor as if it could've been the most entertaining object in the world.

"I'm busy, there's too much works I need to tend-"

"You said that last week, and the other month and even months before that! How come you're always busy with your job that you can't loiter around with me even for a minute. You left at early mornings, before the sun pops out, you're gone, out of sight and when you came back, you're tired, hot and needed rest. I'm sick of it, Manjiro. I can't do this anymore, ...so yeah, this is it."

He didn't notice the luggage you had beside you until you pull it forward "I'll have my lawyer pick the paper tomorrow morning. Please have is sign by then." A last drop of tear fall cascade down your cheek, like a stray until you wipe it off.

"Goodbye, Manjiro."

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐉𝐈: cheated on you.

He said- No, he promised the last will be the last time. The last time you had to pick up the last shattering pieces of your dignity. The last time you had to faced the brutally honest reality of your marriage. He promised...

And yet, he broke it again. Today is supposed to be a good day. A happy day as it's a 'happy' birthday for a reason, right? But no, the happy day turned out to be your most saddening, fucked up moment in life. You left home to pick up a dress you custom made for yourself, to go buy your favorite cake at your favorite cafe. You didn't expect to come home, seeing him with your maid on the bed. She was half-naked, bra straps off her shoulder and his clothes thrash on the side.

It's a mess. The splat noise of the cake make a noisy sound and both of their ears perked up "Thought both of you had gone deaf that you both didn't hear me knock for five fucking minutes!" She frantically hid herself beside the bed, where you can't see her but you practically lunge at her, ripping strands after strands of her fake blonde hair "You fucking bitch. I picked you up at the gutter and this is how you fucking repayed me?!" Hanma tries to block into your attack but you punches him making him stumbled.

"And you, rot in hell with your fucking promises! I trusted you, not once, not twice but fucking three times!" He hold you by your shoulder but you slap his face away.

"Dont touch me! Don't you fucking dare..." Your punches ended weak and helpless. Tears pool beneath your eyes but no, they're not sad tears. It's resent, anger and betrayed tears.

"I'll file a divorce, fuck you and that bitch." You push him off, slapping him on the face one last time. The stone on the ring slash through his cheek and he bleed slightly "I'l fucking take half of your fortune, lustful bitch."

You turn to the woman "And you..." You peel the ring off of your ring finger aggressively and throw it to her chest "Keep that shit. I'm outta here." Hanma didn't try to say anything, just mumbling an apology before you walk out that door.

You turn back and look at him, he didn't look remorseful - he did, but it could never be enough to make you crawl to him once more "Shove your apology up your ass, Hanma."

𝐇𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐊𝐎𝐊𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐈: can't move on from his past.

At first, it was okay. You can even claim it to be perfect. But that was at first, soon everything gradually becoming worse. He started to get busy with works or as he claimed it. He told you he won't be coming home at a day but sometimes, he remained unresponsive for days. You don't know where he go until you heard from his close friend, Inupi that Kokonoi had been sleeping over at his house.

That means he was not so busy after all. You confronted him about it and as you thought he'll get angry, he remained calm and apologised. He just said that he wanted some time for himself. Of course, that's foreign coming from him as he's always been the type to want to stay close to you.

He still bought you monthly gifts just as he promised he would when you both first got married but they are just not the same anymore. He started giving you tulips when your favorite flower is gerberas. He started giving you white flavored chocolate, and that's weird. You always like the original flavor with nuts in it. Kokonoi just started making unusual mistakes.

Then, one day, he did it. The mistake he can't never undo. You both had Inupi over to your house because Kokonoi wanted to discuss something with him regarding business and when he left for the bathroom, Inupi unlock his phone revealing whom seem like a teenage girl with a peach blonde hair like Inupi and she's holding a bouquet of pink tulips "Sei, who's this?"

He turn to look at you, wondering who you were asking about "...Oh, this is Akane. My older sister. She passed away when she was 16." You nod your head, sadden to hear that.

"I'm sorry for your loss." You look at Inupi then to the ground "But, can't I know if she had any sort of relation with Kokonoi before I met him?" Inupi is confused as to why you'd ask that but he nodded his head.

"Koko used to like my sister."

And he came into the living room. You turn to look at him, almost livid "Is that so..." Both Kokonoi and Inupi look at you, confused.

"What is it?"

"Can't you move on?" Your question caught both of them by surprise, especially Kokonoi "You've been buying me stuff recently but they're never what I like. You got me pink tulips, cute hairbands and books when you should know damn well I like none of those."

"Did you think of her when you got me all of those? Or was it Sei's sister you're trying to give that gifts to?" He tried to explain himself but you kept cutting him, not wanting to hear none of his excuses.

"Please, just listen Akane!" The silence defeaned and the occasional sound of the wind whisper in the background as it soon faded. You look at him, wide eyes "Wow. You are incredible, Hajime. So. Fucking. Incredible." You tried to walk past him but he kept you back, trying his best to talk it out.

Inupi just sat there, dumbfounded. He only back in his trance when he heard a crash and the vase on the table smash to the ground with puddle of water and the pink tulips scatter on the wet carpet.

You stare down at the tulips, scoffing to yourself "This is enough. I'm not nobody's rebound, I have respect for myself... I can't do this, I won't." You push him off and tread to your bedroom, slamming the door shut leaving Kokonoi alone in the living room as Inupi too, got up and left, disappointed by his friend's behavior.

𝐑𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈: constant jealousy and overprotective.

You know what you put yourself into when you started dating the Ran Haitani. Ran can be obsessive with you, overly jealous with whom you befriends with, and got really protective over it. But you'd never imagine even in your wildest dream would he start to oppressed your freedom away from you - objecting your idea to meet anyone other than him, that includes your family members as well.

You put up with it, begrudgingly until today, it's an important date for you to attend and besides, it's been a while since you meet your family members so you went ahead, not bothering to tell him because you know well he will say no, no matter how hard you. You are having a great time with your family, chatting together after a while and leaving Ran texts from time to time but you certainly did not expect him to burst his way inside the venue, all rigid and mad.

How rude of him. He pull your hand and immediately get you out of there "Ran, stop. Ran, stop it!" You smack his back and he halt in his steps. He look back at you, glaring down at you with his jaw clenched.

"Just what the hell are you doing, Y/n? Going out behind my back like this and for what? To flirt and whoring around─" Smack, blood trickles from the corner of his lips when you slapped him across the face.

"You had no respect for my family, and for me, Ran Haitani. You failed us." He tried to put his hands around you shoulder but you pry his hands away "Don't. I put up with your ridiculous acts for years. I obeyed like a goddamn dog for you to disrespect me like this? You are fucking insane, Ran..."

"Love, I just don't want you to mixed along with that kind of people─"

"What kind of people, Ran? They're my family. I may have not like most of them but they're my family and the least you should do is respect them as I do. You barged in, acting like you're the main event, embarrassing me, and disrespected them. You may think you're above others but you're not. My family, we may not be as rich and lavish as you - if we're talking about lifestyle, we're alien to each other but I always expect you to be kind, Ran Haitani."

"You can't go around acting like the world revolve around you. I can't, and I'm sorry for that." You look up at him with pitiful eyes "I'm going now, good bye." You turn around and enters the same room he barged into a couple of minutes ago.

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airbendertendou · 10 months

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May I please get a scenario or hc (whatever is easier for you!) of Rindo’s s/o dying their hair to match his hair color? Like they do it while he’s at work and he has no idea until he comes home. Thank you! I hope you have a good day/night!

synopsis : reader changes their hair to match their boyfie <3 characters included : mikey, ran, draken, koko & bonten!rindou

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— MANJIRO! ♥︎ you copy his classic, half-up hairstyle ♥︎ doesn't even notice you've changed your hair ♥︎ draken says something snarky abt it like "oh, you're matching, cute." ♥︎ nd mikey goes ??? w his cheeks puffed out from a taiyaki ♥︎ but when he turns to see you ♥︎ it's like the sun shines down onto you carefully ; like angels are singing ; like he's falling in love all over again ♥︎ his head flops onto your shoulder, arms shakily bringing you closer to his hold ♥︎ mumbles something about turning you into a sano /:

— DRAKEN! ♥︎ you go for jus a simple braid, a little piece of hair tugged out ♥︎ he snorts when he sees you, rolling his eyes nd everything ♥︎ but his ears are so so red ♥︎ and hes thought abt how to tell you how pretty you look ; how you need a dragon tattoo now, too ♥︎ shoves you under his arm when you tease him abt his blush, digging his chin into the top of your head annoyingly ♥︎ tugs on that little strand a lot!! jus to get your attention, he swears ♥︎ but has this sort of pride in his eyes when you show your hair off at the toman meeting

— RAN! ♥︎ your hair is styled into two braided pigtails ♥︎ oh hes so smug ♥︎ but also keeps an eye narrowed and focused on anyone mking inappropriate comments ♥︎ we live in a society where pigtails are sexualized ♥︎ twirls your braids the way he twirls his!! ♥︎ will also purposely mess his hair up so you have to fix it for him ): ♥︎ grins at any and all matching hair accessories he see ♥︎ talk him out of getting the giant, obvious bows please

— KOKONOI! ♥︎ can b his bonten hair or his current one! ♥︎ either way, you twist or braid a few pieces of hair to mimic his style ♥︎ hates it at first ♥︎ bc how dare you make his signature style look better than he does ):< ♥︎ ends up liking it bc now he has easy access to kiss your ear nd neck ♥︎ he goes through all the other styles you'd look nice in ; all the colors you could pull off ♥︎ something about your hair matching his... ♥︎ makes you feel more official, somehow

— RINDOU! ♥︎ bonten era ; you get the jellyfish cut! or maybe copy his colors- ♥︎ he knew abt your hair appointment but didnt think it was anything out of the ordinary ♥︎ little did he know.... ♥︎ he just stares ♥︎ like wide-eyed, heartstopping, can barely breathe stares ♥︎ stands to his full height and cups your chin, turning your head gently to get a full view ♥︎ grins w pink cheeks ): kisses the tip of your nose and just continues to stare ♥︎ "all mine......" its whispered before he takes your breath in a kiss ♥︎ He's Obsessed.

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sagephilosophie · 4 months

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" A FAVOR ." ┃ Part II

┃ HAITANI BROS.

ꜱᴜɢᴀʀ ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ! ʀᴀɴ ʜᴀɪᴛᴀɴɪ x ᴄᴏʟʟᴇɢᴇ ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x ꜰʟɪɴɢ! ʀɪɴᴅᴏᴜ ʜᴀɪᴛᴀɴɪ

⊹₊ Tags !

NSFW AHEAD, Sugar daddy theme, Age difference (Ran is 37, Rindou is 36, and Reader early 20s), GN! Reader, Bonten Arc, Reader is materialistic, Hidden drama, Favouritism towards Ran (Between the lines), Injuries, Explicit language, Emotional invalidation, pet names (by Ran), Guns, Sofa sex, Making out, Unprotected sex, Fingering, Praise kink, Voyeurism, Masturbation, Hair pulling, Complex character relations.

⊹₊ Word count ! 2957 || Ao3 || pt.I

You gripped on a velvety mattress to protect you from the cold breeze, consciousness alerted you in panic to swing your eyes wide open. A tattooed arm around your waist, a spacious room with the queen sized bed you were sleeping on, there was no doubt the broken bed frame was his doing too, and you're also naked, no wonder you felt cold.

Horror fell upon you with everything to observe around, with the most noticeable disaster being the slumbering rich man holding you down firmly, his short purple hair falling on your neck as he used your shoulder like a pillow after he was using it like painting canvas the previous night.

Memories determined this was the right time to haunt you down; there was no stopping in the Haitani dictionary, after your private shower, Ran carried you to his bed where he devoured you all night, with every passing second you retrieve a new detail from your actions, your sore bottom and aching scalp made complete sense now, oh- you were the one who broke that bed frame, hopefully he won't remove the cost from your monthly allowance, the new Versace summer collection is a must have.

Ran breathed peacefully as you tried to slip from his embrace carefully without waking him up, last thing you'll want right now is to hear his smug voice reminding you of how you surrendered to him last night or telling you what an obedient doll you are, you were too pissed your perfect plan to keep him drooling for more has failed that his praising won't make up for it, he got all he wanted and more now, why would he do you any more favors ?

Once freed, you quietly made your way to his bathroom where everything you visualized went downhill, and wore your clothes that he stripped you off of with his veiny hands- ugh! This is the problem! Your lust is invading your head, almost like you're the one desiring him and not vice versa as it should be!

Irritated, you grabbed your stuff and left the room, the view from the glass-walls was mesmerising but not enough to cheer you up, passing by the empty liquor bottles still on the ground you thought about telling him he pledged his assets and properties to you then blame his fuzzy memory on the alcohol, that will solve all your problems before they can happen, still no matter how crazy he makes you, never under any circumstances try and scam Ran Haitani, it's not worth the risk, you know better than that, you as well as anyone who saw what happens when you mess with Roppongi's king would rather live in the streets than get on his bad side.

You stomped into the elevator pushing the buttons aggressively, the slow pace it was going at was more than enough reason to curse out the engineer and his entire bloodline and of course, curse at Ran and his stupid brother. At the thought of the younger Haitani it accured to you what a great plan B role he can play if things with the horny one went south, so you opened your phone to leave him a teasing message, to your total shock, Rindou had apparently already beat you to it.

*YOU HAVE 15 MISSED CALLS FROM RINHTN*

Your jaw dropped at the mountains of notifications almost entirely sent by Rin, hurriedly, you opened your apps, RINHTN SENT +45 VOICE MESSAGES ?!

The elevator ride was indeed tedious and his feathery voice does tempt you to hear him speak for hours but not to the point of making you listen to all these calls, just to check that it isn't an emergency, you pressed play on the most recent one, you were met with a calm toned "See you later, don't forget."

Scrolling up to the first message, muttering curse after curse, you finally found it hoping he mentioned everything at once on it so there will be no need to open the rest, your finger hit the button and the silky smooth voice spoke again, "Hey babe, sorry for leaving a message so late, you haven't been picking up my phone calls, I need to tell you something, so meet me at my place once you wake up, yeah ?"

You hid your phone where it was, the elevator panel was about to experience the godzilla treatment if it doesn't speed up - the Haitani brothers were draining every last drop of your energy and soon sanity, it's humbling enough you're on your way out of one's house to go to the other's, for god knows whatever reason Rindou have in store.

The door opened and you let out a sigh of relief, unaware you were holding, passing by the front desk and ignoring the itch to ask the receptionist for older and wealthier residents to trap since the one you landed got a crazy sex drive that will be the end of you.

Getting out, you ran to the first taxi that stopped for you, "Where to ?"

"Just five streets ahead.", you told him through the car window, all he did was stare you up and down, "It's gonna cost you extra, sweetheart."

"Are you serious ?! It's not even that far away!!", your brows furrowed as you argued back at the random driver, "That's why you pay more, for wasting my precious time."

"Ugh- well i'm not giving you a penny!!! and for your informations, i know who controls this area personally, i'll make sure they hear about this...", the greedy man laughed a loud and mocking laugh before hitting the brakes and rudely driving off on you.

You stomped your feet from the indignation, that driver was gonna get a taste of hell on earth the moment you get your hands on him, but for now, looks like you will have to walk all the way to Rindou's apartment.

Being hardly able to walk thanks to a certain someone made the journey far more miserable than it had to be and you wondered why you actually bothered - but the memory of your first visit to his place interrupted you, the youngest of the two proved himself to be a gentleman seeing you coming out of his brother's penthouse on a stormy night and offered you a ride home with his Lexus RX and you would've been an idiot to let that chance go.

Despite his car catching your eyes first, you did pay attention to how beautifully structured his face was, just too handsome to reject when he made a move, hence why the next stop was his bed, and that night became your secret from Ran that you will take to the grave, along with his little brother as soon as he answers the door you've been knocking on aggressively until your knuckles were hurting, instead all your violent thoughts were pushed into the abyss when you were greeted with his shirtless toned body, "Wow you actually made it, although it's early... i didn't get ready yet."

"What ? You told me to come over once i wake up and...", your eyes shot to his tattooed arm, a bloodied bandage covering half of it, "...what happened ?"

"Oh this ?", he noticed your worry and covered the visible leaking blood behind his hand, "Long story, doesn't matter, what's important is that i told you about the change of plans, did you not listen to all my messages ?"

"No?", you retorted, judging him with a glare in an atrempt to avoid telling him nobody will read over forty voice messages in a short span of time weither willingly or miraculously, "Come in, we'll chat inside."

You let him pull you inside, hearing a clicking sound behind you, "So, what do you want to drink ?"

"Drink- what- just tell me why you asked me to meet you here, Rindou.", He was already on his way to the kitchen when you stopped him and crossed your arms in impatience.

The older man sighed and ultimately accepted his defeat, "Alright, alright, i'll repeat what i already said... i want to apologize."

You couldn't get any more puzzled, "For what ?"

"For not doing this properly... After i got shot in the arm yesterday night, i thought about us and i realized that i've been nothing but a coward, that's why i wanted to talk to you, i don't want to die without letting you know that- i genuinely need the chance to get serious and take you out on a normal date and... not being just a hookup to you. I apologize that the kind of... relationship you have with Ran stopped me from doing this sooner, but i regret that now and i really lov-", if you thought your knocking was loud earlier, the banging on the wood rumbled like thunder, both of your ears began ringing.

With the pattern your luck was following since you woke up, there was no surprised reaction when beholding your powerful, jealous, flaming mad sugar daddy walking past Rin who just opened the door, however, you were instead possessed by dread and disturbance, uh-oh.

"There you areeeee~ i was wondering where you went!!", in spite of his fuming aura, the devil wore his disguise and pushed the fallen angel out of the way, embracing your stunned self, "Was so worried, baby~ good thing Rindou here found you... that better be what's going on."

"What are you doing in my house ?"

"Better question is, what is my thing doing in your house ?", the mask broke in no time and the true face of the Ran Haitani you both knew and feared began to show.

"Thing ? Oh you're a dick, Ran, you're a real dick that's what makes us better off together.", The panic hugged your soul tighter than the man squeezing you to suffocation, both of you scowling at Rindou.

"How sweet... together, huh ? You've been having sex then. Excellent. Well done. I'm gonna kill you, fucker."

"Shut it, man! You don't actually care! I care! I care like hell for everything you think you care for! so keep your dick in your pants for once. and stop. Taking. EVERYONE. I LOVE FROM ME!!!", The eldest moved you away with the same energy he drew you closer, and there was nothing possible to do but to witness the infamous charismatic brothers of Roppongi clash from the side, probably because of you, at a certain angle.

"Look at you, sulking about that like a whiny baby, and you still ask yourself they pick me first. I hate sharing, little bro, you know that, yet you keep eying my belongings, that's why you end up lonely and bitter. Every time."

"WHY YOU SON OF A-", Losing his temper, the younger grabbed his brother's collar, ready to shed blood, you had to make sure it wasn't yours so tgat was your call to run for your life, "Umm- I have to go... i got like, exams and... stuff."

You barely made it to the exit when a familiar strong grip made contact with your wrist, you should have gotten used to the sensation by now, under a day ago, you had a rough session until midnight, but the tense atmosphere combined with your panic and his force made his clutch sting, "Where do you think you're going ? No one dares to get in between the Haitani brothers and leave, sugar."

Rindou was quick to interfere and try to break the hold, earning a death glare from his sibling instead, "Alright, if you two wanna fuck so bad, do it then. Not behind my back this time."

The confusion was mutual between you and Rin, only responding with a "What ?" midst the silence, Ran made himself clear by pulling a gun from his pocket aiming it directly at the other's uninjured biceps, "I won't repeat. Make it worth my while."

The youngest held you defensively as you gulped, this was a position you weren't planning on since you've known the two, the possibility existed exclusively when discovering Ran's freaky side; of course he's the type to make poeple close to him go at it and watch like they're dolls.

"Fine.", your neck twisted in a matter of seconds to the one protecting you, droopy eyes half present in the room and half remembering all the disrespect you weren't told, and weither you like it or not you were involved if you hadn't guessed that already from getting dragged to the sofa; these Haitanis sure like trailing everyone behind them even when it comes to their intimate lives.

That's how you ended up making out with Rindou in his sofa under the piercing gaze of your sugar daddy still spinning his handgun.

You had a feeling they were using you to assert dominance on each other, your dignity told you to get up and let them feud on their own, but your desires held you down and became a slave to his touch, deepening the kiss with every stroke of his fingers across your clothed back.

His hands came up and held your cheeks to seperate your lips sweetly, you tried to focus on the one on top of you pulling down the only piece of clothes he was wearing rather than the other playing with the trigger and threatening to fire the gun, his malicious smile your way proved you failed at keeping your attention on his brother.

The action of your legs parting pulled you back into the real world, you searched for shared discomfort looking up at his expression instead all you saw were the pretty purple pupils you admired covered by his bangs, what's visible from them filled with lust, his mullet fell down to cover you from sight like curtains, if there wasn't an audience he was surely getting the sloppiest head ever just for stealing your heart.

You helped him get rid of your underwear and he was currently lining himself at your entrance as you sticked to his shoulder, when the voice you've been hardly ignoring spoke out, "No lube ?"

Rindou rolled his eyes but told you softly, "He's right..."

Carefully, taking his cock further away from your exposed area, he replaced the missing sensation with his index and middle fingers rubbing around your hole until they went in and out in a steady motion.

Your noises set free to whimper boldly with every thrust, shutting your eyes and enjoying the moment in your own headspace where you aren't supervised throughly getting fingered, your privates were getting wetter the more he stimulated you, to your disappointment, he pulled away again, determined that you were prepped enough.

Repositioning his length where it was before, he stared at you lovingly before pushing in with a decent pace, enough to make you cling to him, "You look so beautiful when you take me this well, you're my sweetheart, aren't you ?"

You swore not to admit it in front of Ran, but praising does crazy stuff to your sex life, and Rindou has been looking after that sweet spot, feeding it lots of petnames and adoration, "Ah...I am..."

"Very good... so proud of you.", going for another passionate kiss, his speed increased with every shove and you were both a heated mess, you moaned into his mouth bit that only made him harder than he already was.

You committed the mistake of looking to your side, only he knows when exactly did he unbuckle his pants, all you could know from the scene in front of you where he is jerking himself off at the sight of his brother fucking his plaything, as he calls you.

Truth to be told, that surprisingly turned you on, adding more and more to the pleasure Rindou was responsible for, in the heat of the moment, you tugged on his long hair earning a deep groan from him, "Oh~ just like that, you always know exactly what i need..."

There was no need to peek back to the side to know Rin using the situation to annoy his brother was working, deciding the ignore the negative energy and feel the bonten executive so deep inside of you hitting the right spots.

Your steaming face knew the only way you were willing to reach your climax at this point was to turn and take advantage of your reality, Ran never looked more enticing, the stern expression he wore was habitual whenever he was getting worked up, it was refreshing watching him give the same visage unable to have you and relying on his displeasing hand to replace you, that feeling went straight down and you moaned louder as you came on Rindou.

Ran followed right after, making a mess all over his hands and lab, his brother finished last after a couple final thrusts, pulling out and spilling his cum on your abdomen. Your eyes fluttered shut and you passed out from exhaustion, the room turned black and the sounds hushed down.

The youngest Haitani got up from his spot quietly as to not wake you up, he took the opportunity to confront the eldest, wearing his pants and getting ready to leave, he was still livid despite there being something somewhere inside his twisted and complex mindset that made him enjoy the show and Rindou was mindful of that even if he can't understand him either.

"You will leave us alone right ?"

Ran faced him smirking, "I could~ but i still won, you see~ it won't matter if i get out of the picture when i'm the frame between you two."

"Why are you speaking in riddles ?"

"That means, little bro, that i'm always in control weither you like it or not."

@sagephilosophie

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kisakis-boyfriend · 11 months

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Kinktober Day 22: Tentacles + Overstimulation

Pairings: Ran x male reader

Warnings: Male!reader, Eldritch god!reader, dom/top!reader, sub/bottom!Ran, tentacle fucking, overstimulation, sorcerer AU, college AU

Prompt List by: sakuyaserenitykira 🧡

Author's Note: This takes place in the same AU as the one from the day 6 prompt with Inui. Though the reader is a different supernatural being and this is set 100s of years later. The prologue is pretty plot-heavy, and the whole thing is much longer than I intended for it to be. But I think it's worth it <3

Ran Haitani's boredom has landed him in some rather unfortunate situations before, including a couple trips to the hospital. Never in a million years did he predict that he'd end up in this particular situation though...

It all started with a leather bound book hidden within the library's basement. Ran had snuck in there a few days ago in a fit of boredom, mainly searching for some hidden porn stash that he assumed would be down there. To his dismay, no such thing existed. What he did find was an old, dusty book with several symbols etched into the leather cover. Cocking a brow in curiosity, he shoved the book under his jacket and left in a hurry, the fantasy of finding some ancient spell book or magical journal ran rampant in his mind, though deep down he knew that those things didn't exist

Later that day, he flipped through the pages in secret, locking himself inside of his dorm room and quickly becoming engrossed with the content between the papers. It was filled with what looked like legitimate spells and...summoning spells? This concept intrigued him more than anything else written in the book. Skimming through the different summoning rituals, he landed on one that piqued his curiosity greatly. “Warning: Careless summoning of The Immortal Unknown (praise be to him) could result in a catastrophe that will destroy humankind as we know it. DO NOT ATTEMPT UNLESS AN EXTREMELY EXPERIENCED SORCERER” was scribbled on a sticky note. The modern dialect was a stark contrast to the ‘Medieval speak’, as Ran called it, that the book was composed of

“Hmph. Like this crap is even real.” Ran scoffed, slamming the book shut and hiding it under his pillow. Promptly flopping onto the soft sheets to settle in for a nap, wrapping a soft blanket around his body and soon descending into the realm of dreams

Ran's eyes fluttered open, panic quickly sinking in as he realized that he was underwater. Unfamiliar ruins and sunken ships were scattered around the ocean floor. In front of him was a cave, unfathomably massive and pitch black inside. He gulped as he stared into the abyss, his eyes burning from the salt water surrounding him as he was unable to look at anything else, his stare transfixed on the cavern before him. As a deep rumble shook the entire ground, the abyss seemed to stare back as a pair of large red orbs lit up, glowing and yet casting no light onto the cave's walls

Every last cell in Ran's body tried to move, to swim away from whatever the hell this thing was. Yet he remained immobile, floating effortlessly in the cold waters as the orbs stared through his puny being. Then, in a split second, a growl echoed and whatever creature had been concealed within the black shadows of the cave suddenly lunged forward. It's form revealed in an instant, but not long enough for Ran to process what he actually saw as he immediately sat up in his bed, gasping for air

Sweat spilled down his forehead while his heart raced uncomfortably, a strange sense of dread filled his mind. This feeling compelled him to walk over to the window that pointed out towards the ocean just across from the college campus, a shiver crawling up his spine as he stared outside, almost in a trance. Ran swallowed dryly, wiping the sweat from his brow and turning to sit on the edge of the bed, switching his bedside lamp on with a shaky hand. He glanced back towards his pillow, suddenly remembering what was hidden beneath the soft cushion. Shaking his head, he stood up and grabbed a snack from his stash, swiftly devouring the food before tossing the wrapper onto his desk. Then hesitantly returning to bed, seeing as his nap lasted several hours into the night already. ‘Might as well go back to sleep.’ He thought to himself, crawling under the covers properly and soon drifting off once more

The next few days went by normally, save for a bit of paranoia and spacing out the morning after his strange dream. Hanging out with his younger brother and their friends mostly took his mind off of the dumb book and weird dream, laughing at various things and discussing their plans for the big Halloween party that was only two nights away

Though, the closer that the holiday approached, the more compelled Ran felt to actually perform the strange ritual with the warning note. I mean, it's not like anything will happen, right? Magic and summoning ancient gods or whatever, that's all fake shit. Nothing's gonna happen. At least, that's what Ran told himself. Concocting up a plan on how and where this is going to go down as he dashed back to his dorm room to study the ritual again

He settled on performing the ritual on Halloween night for reasons that he couldn't quite place, though he didn't bother to question why as he was far too caught up in making sure that everything would go perfectly. Already thinking of an excuse as to why he would have to ditch the party and stay in his room all night long. “I'm sick.” Ran said aloud, the idea coming to him naturally. He'd just pretend to be too sick to go out that night. It was perfect!

After hours spent studying the pages of the book and brainstorming every step of his master plan, Ran had everything he needed set up for this night to go off without a hitch. Snatching his phone from the bed, he quickly texted his brother explaining his ‘predicament’

Sent at 3:47 - Hey dude

Sent at 3:47 - I feel like shit rn. Think I caught a stomach bug or something

Sent at 3:47 - Gonna have to skip the party 😔

Sent at 3:49 - What? Seriously?

Sent at 3:49 - We never miss these things

Sent at 3:50 - U need anything? Everyone will be out ya know

Sent at 3:51 - Yeah I know

Sent at 3:51 - I'm so mad

Sent at 3:52 - But I can't even make it out of bed rn

Sent at 3:52 - Jeez

Sent at 3:53 - Just wanna sleep it off

Sent at 3:53 - Party extra hard for me ok?

Sent at 3:53 - Tell Izana I said sorry for missing his party

Sent at 3:54 - 😭😭😭

Sent at 3:54 - Sure thing

Sent at 3:54 - Hope u feel better

Sent at 3:55 - Thanks 👍

Yes! Perfect! Now that Ran was successfully exempt from having to leave the dorm, he would have plenty of time to prepare this ‘summoning circle’ that the ritual called for. With a few substitutions of course, since the actual spell called for all of these strange herbs and crystals and shit. Ran opted to use whatever supplies were available to him. Which resulted in a crude symbol on the floor created with pens, highlighters, notebooks, snack wrappers, and whatever else he could find. It's not real anyways, who cares what the thing is made of?

As nighttime approached the sounds of heavy footfall could be heard around the building, signaling the departure of nearly every student as they left to either join the most popular Halloween party, or hang out with a couple of close friends and watch horror movies

Taking a deep breath, Ran read the contents one last time, beginning the ritual by laying down in the center of the summoning circle. Next came the chant, which he comically mispronounced seeing as it was written in Latin and he was unfamiliar with the language. After finishing said chant, he tossed the book out of the circle and waited

There was a strange sense of excitement to this. While Ran didn't really believe in magic or demons or any of the legends passed around the campus, the prospect of finding an ancient book that could prove all of his doubts wrong was... thrilling. He wanted something to prove him wrong, wanted to have a supernatural experience just for the hell of it. Somewhere deep in his heart, he wanted to believe in all of those things. And as his eyes closed, sighing in boredom, something peered up at the young man laying in the middle of this symbol. It's form slowly rising from the ground in silence....

“And what do we have here?” A velvety voice said, peering at the human with glowing red eyes. Ran immediately jolting awake at the sound of someone else's voice in his closed room. Upon seeing your form, he scrambled to sit up and back away, hitting the side of his bed

“What the hell are you?!” He shouted, fear washing over his features as his eyes scanned your body. Your eye twitched at the rude question, scoffing at him and retorting, “I am The Immortal Unknown, but you, rude creature, may call me Y/n.”

Ran stared at you in disbelief, you were so close to appearing as a normal human...ok maybe not that close. The several large, red tentacles sticking out from behind you did kind of shatter that illusion... As did the glowing red eyes, needle sharp teeth, and strange echoing voice

“Tell me, dear human, for what reason have you summoned me tonight? And what compelled you to create my hallowed circle out of disgusting plastic...? Do you even know who I am?” You sneered, fangs flashing when the light of the candles illuminating the room hit them

“Are we playing 20 questions? What does it matter what your stupid circle is made out of? You showed up anyways.” The sarcastic comment made your blood boil, a scowl quickly gracing your lips as you stepped towards him

“Insolent fool. My domain is situated in the ocean, the same place your kin have decided to dump your filthy garbage.” You began, taking another heavy step forward while your tentacles writhed behind you. “You pollute MY habitat and then dare to mock me by summoning me with that same garbage?! Incompetent cretin. I should rend your weak flesh from your bones right this second.” In an instant several tentacles shot towards Ran, wrapping tightly around his limbs and torso, one of them squeezing his throat as he was lifted into the air before you

“Sh-shit–!! R-relax...'s not like I expected that dumb spell to even work...how was i supposed to know I'd summon a fish?!” Your jaw practically dropped to the floor, eyes widening in disbelief at such a disrespectful display. The tentacles suspending his body tightened painfully, if you hadn't been holding back they surely would have snapped his bones by now

“Your kind used to be much more respectful. I recall a time when your people worshipped me, and rightfully so. Don't tell me this is how you treat your deities these days?” You crossed your arms as you stared down the human, enjoying his pained gasps and struggling

“Maybe if you weren't so arrogant....ow fuck...maybe someone would give a shit about you.” At this point you had heard enough, sending another tentacle towards him, but this time shoving it right down his throat. An action that caused him to immediately gag and writhe around within your grasp, shaking his head while the appendage caused his mouth to stretch around its large circumference. You smirked at the display, tilting your chin up triumphantly

What happened next was quite different from what you anticipated. As the slimy tentacle ungulated within his wet cavern, Ran moaned around it, his eyes rolling back while his tongue moved against the appendage hungrily. You blinked in surprise at the strange display, cocking your head to the side in mild amusement. Quite an interesting turn of events...

“Oh. I see, you're one of those humans.” Ran quirked a brow at your statement, still attempting to deepthroat your tentacle. “I used to have a number of followers like you. They begged for me to grant them the kind of pleasure that only a god could grant them.” You explained, your voice becoming sultry and sending shivers up Ran's spine. “They worshipped me like no other could, allowing me access to every inch of their being. I claimed their bodies as mine, driving them to the brink of insanity with pleasure.” Suddenly, your voice echoed within Ran's mind, simultaneously appearing to come from directly behind him as if you were whispering into his ears. “Then when they finally broke, I claimed their very souls, which they happily gave away to me in exchange for the mind-numbing ecstasy.”

Ran's back arched at your haunting declaration, moaning louder as the tentacle slid in deeper. “I can see it in your eyes, little one. You're scared, but you want that too, don't you?” His lust-filled eyes met yours, batting his pretty lashes at you as if to say ‘yes, I want that’

Chuckling at his desperation darkly, you had the tentacles swiftly remove his clothing, discarding it onto the floor before allowing another tentacle to pleasure him, making it shift from its position around his torso to prodding at his ass. Ran's eyes flew open at the feeling, his body jerking as a reflex while the tentacle oozed a thick substance onto his entrance, rubbing it all around the area and coating itself in it before pushing in. The pain from the initial penetration felt subdued, with only a slight burn from the stretch as the appendage intruded his hole, thrusting itself in and out until it was buried within him

“Hmph. You're doing well so far, human. I must say, I am a bit impressed.” You said, forcing both tentacles to push in far deeper, creating a bulge in Ran's throat from the intrusion. His breathing increased as the slimy limbs began thrusting quickly, ignoring the way he gagged or how tightly his little throat was constricting around them, until they shot thick fluid directly into his stomach

His body spasmed in the air while his insides were flooded with the liquid, already feeling the weight in his stomach from how much was pumped into him. The two tentacles retracted and he coughed immediately once his mouth was free, some of the liquid coming up in the process. “Oh god...aah...” Ran shivered, still a bit hazy from the rough treatment

“Oh sweetheart, you are enjoying this.” You purred, commanding a third tentacle to flick his hard member and earning a jolt from the sudden contact. His cock soon became enveloped within the tentacle's grasp, wrapping around his length several times and stroking him until he was fully erect. The tip of your tentacle slithered upwards until it reached his cock head, squishing and wiggling itself against his tip, which caused Ran to cry out shrilly

This treatment continued for several minutes until you were able to sense his incoming release, promptly stuffing his holes once more. Another loud cry muffled by the appendage sliding down his esophagus while the one buried inside of his ass fucked him roughly, forcing its way in much deeper than before and thickening in girth while it was inside. Within a few more minutes, the thick tentacles came inside of him again, spilling another round of gooey cum in his stomach, so much so that it bulged from the amount of fluid in there

Ran reached his limit soon after, spraying his own cum on his chest and the tentacle currently jacking him off. His hips jerked violently while his orgasm overtook him, moaning all the while. After they finished unloading inside of him, the tentacles retreated once again, leaving him with a sense of emptiness that elicited a whine from him. Except for the one still jerking off his sensitive cock, that one continuously pleasured him even while he wailed from overstimulation

Seeing your prey so fucked out like this had you worked up too, seeing as the large tentacle dick concealed within your pants writhed around wildly. Groaning in annoyance, you pulled the appendage out and stroked yourself, your large human-like hand barely wrapping around the thing. “Mm you have...truly impressed me, human. Haaah...mmph–!!” You moaned in between praises, twisting your wrist while you stroked your alien-looking cock. “Most humans would tap out after the second round, but you...yeess~ You crave something more, hm? Something... bigger? ”

A wave of desire flashed in Ran's eyes, craning his head to look at you while you touched yourself across from him. Soft squelching noises emanating from where your hand met your dick, the tip oozing the equivalent of precum. Ran choked out something akin to begging, his throat incredibly sore from your harsh treatment so far, “Pl-ease...yes...aaahh...”

You'd be lying if you said you didn't want this too, after all it had been hundreds of years since a single follower had summoned you. Much longer since you had been summoned for this. Your cock ached to be buried within a fragile human's tight walls, splitting them open and fucking away their sanity with every thrust. Just the thought of this caused you to involuntarily lick your lips, impossibly sharp teeth peeking through as you did so. Ran stared at you the whole time, turned on by every new detail that he discovered

He gulped when your eyes snapped to his, a dangerous lust hidden behind them as they shined in the dimly lit room. Grabbing his waist with your hands delicately, you lined your cock up with his hole, searching his eyes for any sign of disagreement. Finding none, you plunged inside, stretching his tight hole farther than any human had been stretched before. Ran's hands balled into fists as he bit his lip hard enough to draw blood, the simultaneous sensations of your monster dick prying him open and the slimy tentacle working his cock had him reeling from pleasure. His head fell back, hanging limply while you fucked him open, until your hand grabbed the back of it and lifted him back up, forcing him to look at your expressions as you railed his slim body

“So tight...yet you're still able to take all of my cock...good boy~ ” The growl caused Ran to tremble, feeling impossibly submissive as the night went on. With one sharp thrust, you managed to bury yourself to the hilt, moaning shamelessly as he clenched around you. Your long tongue lolled out, drool dripping from the end as you fucked Ran's ass deeply. Rolling your hips into him and brushing against his prostate, causing him to whine and push his head against your hand harder

“Dear human, you never had the chance to tell me your name. Won't you tell me now?” You asked sweetly, ravaging his hole the entire time. His body greedily accepting the whole thing

“It's Ran...H-Haitani...ah! Aaahh fuck...” Ran exclaimed when your hips snapped into him suddenly, panting heavily from the way your dick glided in and out of his hole. The name ringing in your ears for a moment while you contemplated it

“Ran...how lovely. You are aware that there's no going back after tonight, yes Ran?” You explained, leaning closer to his sweet face. “Even if you refuse to make a pact with me, to become my worshipper, the thought of submitting to me will never leave your mind. It will plague every second of your pathetic life.” A low growl rumbled within your chest, teasing the human cruelly. Though you weren't actually lying, he didn't know that, all he knew was that he needed your cock to stay inside of him and fill him up until he stopped thinking

Letting his head go, you slid that same hand down to his hips, thrusting deeper due to the better leverage. His moans filled the small room while you railed him eagerly, releasing your tentacles' grip on his legs so that he could wrap them around your torso. Which he did weakly, most of the strength in his legs had left him after being fucked multiple times. “Human... I'm very close...but–” You paused, hips stilling inside of his wet hole as he whined. “I want you. Too much time has passed since I had any loyal followers to worship me, so I want you to be mine~”

Ran stared at you quizzically, suddenly nervous at the idea. Yet something inside of him screamed at him to agree, craving you from somewhere deep down within his soul. “Make a pact with me. Give yourself over to me and I will give you everything you have ever wanted, little one. How about it?” Laying your hand on his stomach, you gazed at him expectantly as you awaited an answer. He tossed the question around in his mind for a moment, but just as the gravity of the question settled in you began thrusting again. Your thick cock erased any rational thought, replacing it with an unfathomable sense of desire

As you slammed into his ass, Ran gasped out his answer, “Ah! Yes...yes yes yesyesyesyes—!! I'll do whatever you want...j-just don't stop—!! ” He shouted, rolling his hips against yours in an attempt to take you deeper. His own release inching closer while you fucked him brainless

“Very good...” You purred, creating a seal on his skin. The same symbol that was lazily recreated on Ran's floor, a mark signaling to any other creatures that the item marked by this seal belonged to you. The mark burned into his skin painfully, a glowing blue inky substance etched into his flesh that forever bound the human to you

“Darling, mmm~ Cum for me. ” You growled, your own orgasm hitting you as your body stiffened, releasing an impossible amount of cum within his warm walls. Ran came just after, shooting his cum all over your hand and the seal that you created on his delicate flesh. The milky fluid acts somewhat as a stamp, effectively sealing the contract created between you and your new follower

Ran soon went limp, panting heavily while your cock finished unloading inside of him. You stayed like this for a minute, rubbing at the new seal with your thumb. All of his nerves felt raw around the area, each little touch and wisp of air that brushed against it caused him to whine and tremble. You slowly and carefully pulled out of him, being as gentle as you really could with the fragile thing. He whimpered when you had fully unsheathed yourself, already missing the stretch of your fat length

Scooping the slender human up in your arms and releasing your tentacles' grip on him, you carried him to his bed. Allowing him to finally rest after nearly breaking him, though he might have enjoyed that too, now that you think about it... nevertheless, you tucked the little thing under the covers and brushed your knuckles against his cheek, whispering a “See you soon, little one.” into his ears before returning to your domain

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niikosia · 10 months

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; taking ran haitani's dick tonight wasn't in my bucket list.

synopsis: the youthful heiress of the kurokawa-sano corporation went to the fnn club for a night of lighthearted fun and decided to perform as a pole dancer. there, she caught the attention of haitani ran, one of the haitani brothers and the older of the two. the brother placed a 10 million won bet on her behalf.

warning: fem reader, explicit language, dominant ran, passive-aggressive treatment, baton as dildo, baton penetration, hair pulling, clitorical stimulation, erotic dancer, dirty talking, age gap.

I came into the changing room in purple lingerie that seemed more appropriate for the evening and with the attractively disheveled appearance of mine, I puffed away on my cigarette while the exotic dancers, who were positioned nearby, stared on me in wonder.

The youngest heiress of Kurokawa-Sano Corporation was acting in a scandalous manner, which shocked the company's employees, who had noticed.

"I know you. You're the other woman of Mr. Miwako," I said, pointing my finger at the champagne-haired woman who was sitting on a couch and adjusting her hair.

Without regretting my actions, i trudged over to the empty couch and took a seat. The woman with champagne hair nearly lost her cool under my disparaging remarks, but she was merely annoyed.

The woman glared at me and spat, dropping her lipstick on the tiny bureau. "You're such a bitch," she said. The woman next to me became increasingly irritated because, even though she had collected every rouge palette, none of them seemed to pique her interest.

I almost complained about not being able to find the red lipstick shade I was looking for in a tiny box. But I soon discovered the color I desired, Penumbra. My intense gaze stayed fixed on her as I satisfied myself by applying the penumbra lipstick to my voluptuous lips.

I heard someone say, "You're the next heiress of Kurokawa Corporation, yet you're working here as a whore," from behind me.

I said, "None of your business," rolling my eyes upward.

My ink-colored eyes stared at the woman even though I was a comfortable distance away. The woman kept staring at me as I finished applying the penumba lipstick, but my expression stayed neutral.

The conversation was about to take an awkward turn when all of a sudden the door opened, revealing Sano Shinichiro, half-buttoning a black polo shirt and drenched from head to toe.

I cry out, "Shin!" and toss my older brother a towel that's nearby. I thought he must have tripped over someone or something because I was curious as to why he was so wet.

With a faint laugh, Shinichiro scratched his forehead and said, "I just got rejected again."

Just after Shinichiro made his appearance, a white-haired man appeared. He softly smiled at me and said, "You look good." It was none other than Sano Manjiro, my other brother. Kurokawa Izana, my second oldest brother, appeared with a frown just after Manjiro had complimented me.

Izana chastised me, acting as though they were the only ones in the room, saying, "For God's sake, Y/n! You're a successful model and this is your sideline? How could you not be embarrassed?" Instead of arguing or responding to Izana, I gave my older brother Shinichiro puppy-dog eyes and pleaded with him in silence for help.

"Izana is right, Y/n. I could give you a hand by calling Yuzuha about your modeling career," Shinichiro said, arching an eyebrow.

I came to the realization that Izana was probably disliking me and silently passing judgment on me, but he wasn't really able to take action because I am a highly successful model in New York City who is 21 years old.

I said firmly, "I can handle myself without asking for help from any of you."

After exchanging a few glances, Mikey remained impartial, Izana rolled his eyes, and Shinichiro finally shook his head.

They were aware of my attraction to young men; my unpredictable nature had recently landed me in trouble in New York, which was the primary reason they chose to bring me back to Japan for a while.

Mikey felt a wave of annoyance when Izana spoke again. "Iza, what's your problem?" he asked. My eyes grew wide as I shifted between the boys' arguments, not sure how to respond.

Izana took the lollypop out of his mouth and jammed it in my mouth so I couldn't speak. With irritation, he said, "If you really want a big salary from Koko, shut up and go do your damn fucking job at Bonten's 10th anniversary."

I gave my brothers a rolling look and turned to head for the front door. "She's a slut in New York, that's what I heard from there. She fucks men with money for her to become relevant," the champagne-haired woman said, turning back as she stared at my appearance.

I snapped back, clicking my tongue in amusement, "And your mom is one of my brother's hoe."

"You won't pull any Haitani's tonight with that sharp mouth of yours," the woman remarked as I flipped your hair, leaving the strippers with a frustrated expression on their faces.

I confidently strode onto the stage. I am the perfect woman for every man and the star of the club tonight.

Men find me repulsive, but even though I haven't touched the pole yet, I can hear them praising me and placing huge bets on me, showing how amazing I am to them.

I winked at the other strippers after tilting my head back to give them a flying kiss. I silently thought to myself, "Men are disgusting." before I jumped into the pole.

Men began sending me thousands of yen, but I didn't notice any of them. As a result, I continued stripping as if nobody else was present. I was just feeling myself at the moment and didn't give a damn about anyone else.

As I stepped down from the pole and took off my blazer, the older men started to swoon. A little smile came to my lips as the bonten walked in.

I moved toward the bonten, whispering to myself, "Now this is what we call heaven."

Men were speculating with enormous sums of money on me as I approached the Bonten.

I heard the man at the other table bet a sizable amount of money to me for just having sex, and all I could heard was, "I'll take her 100k."

The other guy said, "Mine's 300k," and slammed the case full of cash onto the table.

With his money on the table, the other man exclaimed, "500k."

The bonten was amazed at the huge amount of money the men wanted to bet on me.

"Kaku, why are they betting like that?" Izana asked, crossing his arms. They were talking about his sister's extreme taste in women.

I gasped when I noticed one of the well-known Haitani brothers standing next to my brothers. The tall man, who appeared to be in his thirties and had large, drooping lavender eyes, spoke up and addressed everyone in a deep, bass voice.

The Haitani Ran glared at the other group next to them and said, "10 million for Kurokawa Y/n. If any of you frauds have an objection with my decision, none of you will be able to see the light of day after." Everyone felt uneasy around him because of his intimidating appearance and menacing tone. Catching my wrist and yanking me in the direction of the exit. "What was the purpose of your action?" I asked Ran.

Ran slammed my body against his wide chest and tugged me instead of answering my question. They can still hear the other men complaining about how Ran only needed to make one wager to win me. Given that he is willing to risk millions to have me fuck him, he must think highly of me.

I stated, staring at his boner, "It's not enjoyable for me to fuck with men who have short dicks.

A smirk crossed Ran's lips as his hand began to slither down my ass and squeeze it.

"Your dick is probably as short as your hair."

I become even more curious when Ran allows a small giggle to escape his lips. I flinched the instant Ran touched my flawless skin.

"We'll see about that," was all Haitani could say.

With a slow, sultry gaze, he licked my lower lip and caressed my hand, gently massaging my hand into his man's bone just enough to give him a weak feeling.

My touch was too much for Ran to withstand, so he grabbed my waist angrily and pulled me into the secret room hidden in the departure area. When he lifted my chin to face him, he smacked his lips against mine. I attempted to brush his thin hand, but he ended up pushing me into bed.

"Do you recall asking me what's the dick?" Ran said, unbuckling his belt with one hand while using his free hand to pull something out of the bureau.

"Remember that time you asked me how long my baton was? Just to be clear, which baton are you referring to this?" he asked, pointing to his crotch first. I remembered, somehow, and my eyes widened when he showed me the black baton. "Or this?" I asked.

Legs spreading naturally, a jovial grin reappearing in his mouth, he planted gentle kisses on my thighs follow by a deep bite marks.

"See, you're already a good girl."

Ran was aware of my love for praise.

"How's new york, babe?" Ran asked, trailing the baton up to my inner thigh.

My voice cracks slightly as the baton's tip touches my clitoris part, which is surprisingly aroused already. "G-good," I says.

"You're getting wetter the more my baton touch your slippery clit." I cried as he pulled down my underwear and started rubbing my cherry chap stick in slow pace causing me to whimper with pain and pleasure.

"Does that pussy of yours feel like it has a vibrator?"

I attempted to massage your clit, but he grabbed my hand and smacked it, saying, "You're not allowed to do what you want unless I say so." He continued to rub my clit feebly. My knees are becoming weaker and my body is trembling.

I stared into Ran's large lavender eyes. As soon as Ran got the baton inside of me, tears suddenly appeared in my eyes. He chokes me lightly as he thrust the thing he uses to kill people inside me.

I scream causes my legs to spread apart making him pushes the baton farther than it was before. I was screaming uncontrollably as I experienced the man's pleasure and pain.

When he eventually pried the baton from me, he immediately and without hesitation thrust his dick into me. hunching my back, lifting your hips, and sprinting quickly and forcefully to me.

"Fuck! Fuck!"

I can't stop groaning uncontrollably and experiencing both rapture and agony. Both of us were experiencing erotica and had forgotten the outside world. Our movements, our smell, and our touches diverted our attentions.

I tentatively bit his shoulder, pleading for "Ran... more."

Ran said, "You like this don't you?" with a sly smile on his lips as he leaned closer to whisper in my ear.

He bit the tip of my earlobe and said, "You like when I treat you like the little slut you are?"

With a soft laugh, he says, "You like when I torment you, huh?"

He mumbles in my ear, "You like it when I thrust my dick deeper than you want."

He said in a whisper once more, "You like it when I treat you like an object.

Seductively, he whispered, "You like it when I treat you like one of my girls?"

"I like to fuck you like the fuck doll you are," He say, holding onto the sheets.

"You seem to enjoy it when I ruin this tiny cat of yours." he whispered so softly whilst rubbing my sensitive clit smoothly.

Digging my nails into Ran's back, I found that he has a lot of endurance despite his current situation because he controlled his movements to demonstrate the pleasures of sex to me alone.

I entwine my legs around Ran's sensual waist and say, "yes," allowing him to do as he pleases while biting his shoulder once more.

I was so constricted by each of his deeper thrusts that I managed to mutter, literally gasping, "Ain't no way there's a dick that its 9 i-inches long."

Ran's other hand violently flipped me back while I was gripping the sheets, "Bullshit Haitani-aaghh!" He then stuck his dick inside my asshole, causing me to gasp and start crying, "You got a filthy mouth, little izana." Ran then slapped my ass cheeks, which made me whimper even louder.

I rolled my eyes upward, my eyes still watering, as I heard Ran say, "Wipe those stupid tears of yours or-" as he lowered his hips for more powerful blows.

I stammered out, "I will fucking kill you after this!"

The faster and faster he pounded, the more smirky Ran got as he pulled my hair to him, but it stopped suddenly when someone spoke into the speaker. When he lowered his hips for deeper strokes, I rolled my eyes back and remained motionless, listening to the person on the speaker as I felt his tip hit my G-spot.

"Mic test, mic test, this is your dear Sanzu speaking. I'm sorry to break up your romantic moment, but Rindou and his bike have slid into the canal and he needs assistance."

I felt something odd inside of me, and Ran groaned, tightening his grip on my waist and intensifying his thrust, causing me to arch my back even more and whimper softly. "Fuck Sanzu!" shouted Ran.

Ran said, "I'm gonna fucking cum, you better be obedient when I flipped you," as he flipped me and I gasped and panted loudly. It's clear that Ran was jerking his dick off quickly and aiming for my chest, suggesting that it was firmer and more rigid than I initially thought.

He circled the tip of his dick in mmy hard nipples and cums in between my books while stroking it, and his loud moans soon made me blush.

"This feels so good," he mewled as I felt his liquid filling me up.

a/n: this was written in 2021.

don't repost my work to any platform. thank you!

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satorus-lover · 2 years

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— JEALOUSY

ran sees you hanging out with kakucho and he gets really Jealous (i’m not good at writing these stuff)

pairing: Bonten!Ran x Fem!Reader

genre: Smut !!

content warning: (18+) mature content

notes: this is my first time writing smut so i wanna apologize if this is bad T_T I also wrote this in a document in english/physics class for my friend :3 also i’m so sorry for the end this was sitting in my drafts for a really really long time and i don’t even know what to write 😭

“c’mon. we’re leaving” Ran says, grabbing your arm harshly while leaving the club

once you and Ran got outside of the club you yank your arm always from him, scoffing, “why? you wanted to come here so badly” you cross your arms and rolled your eyes

Earlier your boyfriend, Ran Haitani begged you to come to the club with him because Kokonoi and Sanzu was hosting it. He told you he wouldn’t wanna go unless you went. You didn’t wanna go but your boyfriend begged and begged until you finally agree to go with him.

“You were all up on Kakucho! why would I wanna see my Girlfriend all up on my co worker” Ran said angrily.

he grabs your arm again, dragging you to the car. Once you and Ran got to the car, Ran puts you in the passe-nger seat and slammed the door. you buckle up slowly, looking at the side mirror to see what Ran was doing. He was talking to his younger brother Rindou. After a couple of minutes of them talking and you just looking through the side mirror, trying to figure out what they are saying, you make eye contact with Rindou. He mumbles something to Ran before walking back inside the club. Ran gets in the car and he starts driving home.

You glance over at Ran, His knuckles were turning white as he grips on the wheel and he was clenching his jaw.

he’s mad.

something about him being mad turned you on. You quickly turned to the window as you feel your face turning red. You slowly rub your thighs together to gain friction. Your breathing becomes wobbly as you gain some sorta friction and you began to grip on your seatbelt. you continue to rub your thighs together until your body jerks as the car abruptly stops.

you look out the window and notice you guys already got home. Ran unbuckles his seatbelt and he gets out the car, slamming the door. You slowly unbuckle your seatbelt, Ran opens your door and he picks you up from the car,

“Ran-“ you yelp

He walks into the house and lightly throws you on the couch. you sit up and look at him as he is pulling a stool up in front of the couch. He sits down and crosses his arms, just staring at you.

“I want you to play with yourself in front of me.”

“w-what” Ran let out a deep chuckle

“you heard what I said” you bite your lip, “why do you want me to do that…” you whispered loud enough for him to hear

You don’t know why you whispered. It was just the two of you guys in the house. The maids left for the night and Rindou is at the club still.

Maybe it was probably cause you were nervous…

or maybe..Just maybe because you were having sinister thoughts about Ran fucking you on this couch.

“don’t act like I didn’t see you rubbing yourself in the car y/n” your face grew red and he laughs, “what a dirty slut..” you close your legs as you felt yourself getting wet at his words.

tears welled in your eyes, due to embarrassment

“don’t go making me feel bad for giving you this punishment” he tells you

you wipe your tears away and look at him, “if you go through this punishment i’ll give you whatever you want” he smile at you, “what do you say hm” you nod your head

“good girl.”

you slowly side off your dress, leaving you just in your bra and panties. You bite your lip as your move your panties to the side. you prop your legs in a way were Ran can see what you’re doing. You slowly slide your right fingers up and down against your wet folds, your breath hitched as your finger slightly touched your clit. you slowly insert two digits inside of of you, you gasp at the feeling. As you are sliding your fingers in and out of you, with your left free hand you start rubbing your clit, You gasp as the feeling of pleasure. your back arch and you began moaning Ran’s name, imagining it’s his fingers inside of you instead of yours.

“f-fuck” you whimpered, this isn’t enough for you. you look over at your boyfriend who is palming his hard cock. his breathing becomes shaky as he is watching you finger yourself.

you continue for a little longer until you began to see white, your body jerked “R-Ran” a high pitch moan came out. “i-i’m close” you moaned out.

Right before the knot in your stomach could release, your fingers were quickly taken out of you. you whine as your clench your walls around nothing. You look at your boyfriend, who was hovering over your while pining your arms above you. “Why would you do that” you started tearing up “i was close”

you were sexually frustrated. You were about to finish until he took that away. Ran let’s put a low chuckle and he looks at you with an innocent smile, “this is a punishment remember” with one hand he moves a strain of hair away from your face “bad girls don’t get to cum”

Ran sits on the couch and he motions you to fix the growing tent in his pants. You kneel down between his legs. You pull down his pants along with his boxers. his cock springs up, hitting his stomach. your eyes widen you had sex with Ran multiple times but you always forget how big he is. His cock was thick and long, you don’t think you can fit it all in your mouth. You look at ran and then back at his red angry tip as Pre cum oozes out from it.

“you can take it, i know you can” Ran pats the back of your head

you lick the pre cum before taking all of him in.

this was gonna be a long night…

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ghostlyforxst · 1 year

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GENDER: Female Reader

WARNINGS: Inappropriate Language, Jealousy, 18+, Fingering, Oral (Male Receiving), Cum Denial, Squirting, Slight! Hair Pulling. and Slight! Degrading

CHARACTER: Ran Haitani

WORD COUNT: 830

A/N - I've been wanting to write this for while now and I pleased that I got too, also got thigh riding one coming up soon just got to figure which character. Which character do y'all want?

ABRIVATION KEY: F/F = Favorite Food, Y/N = Your Name

Ran hated it, he hated the way your radiant lips were upturned into a smile at the coquettish waiter—oblivious of his flirtatious remarks and touchy-feely hands.

“And for the beautiful lady, F/F.” The waiter beamed as he laid the dish before you, his hand ghosting over yours purposely.

It pissed Ran off, and his irritability only intensified as you removed the napkin hidden beneath your plate. “Give that here.”

You peered up at Ran and reached over the table, complying with him. Ran’s eyes narrowed at the paper cloth, pupils trembling with rage, his calm demeanor unraveling. The bastard had inked his number into the napkin with ‘Need a better man? Call me.’ written below it. That sent Ran over the edge, baffled and angered at how the dumbass could soberly flirt with you when you are with him, he hops to his feet and rams his hands against the wooden table—frightening you and the surrounding customers.

Ran snatches you by the wrist, yanking you from the chair and out the restaurant. He needed to get away before he made the mistake of murdering that waiter.

"Woah, where are we going?" You questioned, confused. “What is wrong with you, Ran?”

“What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with me!?” Ran laughed bitterly, roughly tugging the car door open and ushering you into the leather seat. “That damned waiter is what is wrong with me. Not just the waiter either, it’s how you didn’t even deny any of his actions and comments. But that doesn’t matter right now, because I’mma remind you who you belong to you fucking slut.”

Ran shuts the door noisily before rushing to the drivers, he revs up the car and speeds off. You glanced over at him, watching how his knuckles whitened at the grip of the steering wheel and his jaw clenching angrily. Your eyes wandered out the window, pondering on your words, the silence was strained and you hated it—-but his jealousy was secretly attractive.

“I’m sorry-”

Ran’s hand ceased your apology with a squeeze of your thigh, your breath quivering as his fingers inched up your leg and under your dress.

“No panties, huh?” Ran spoke, scowling before stroking a finger along your bare pussylips.

Your cheeks bloomed with embarrassment and you looked away, feeling yourself becoming aroused.

“Watch me, Y/N.” Ran grinned, pressing past your folds and kneading at your clit. “Watch the one who’s going to make a mess of you.”

You whined hushly, your hips grinding into his hand.

“That’s right baby, make those pretty little noises.” He purred, a finger swirling around your hole before he eased it into your wetness.

Your nails raked against the seat, spreading your legs further apart, with a gasp. Knuckles deep, Ran retreats his finger from your puffy pussy before he adds another digit and thrusts them back into you with a slick slurp of your cunt.

“Ran…”You breathed, writhing with a humming whine.

A lazy smirk comes to Ran's lips, feeling your pussy sucking and tightening around his fingers, and he eases his digits from your wetness before you can cum.

Your thighs chafed against each other desperately and you seized his hand as you pleaded, “Please, please, please make me cum Ran!”

“I don’t think you deserve to cum,” he jested.

“No, please.”

Ran droned thoughtfully before lifting himself up from the seat fairly, a hand still resting on the steering wheel, and shimmied from his pants and boxers—his dick leaping from its confines.

“Suck.”

Your eyes broaden before hurdling over the middle compartment and taking his erection into your hand, parting your lips and circling the head of his cock with your tongue. His lips lifts with a snarl as his hand grasps your hair and bucks his hips into your mouth, plunging his dick into your wet heat.

‘Honk!’

“Shit.” He hissed, his free hand returning to the wheel.

You smiled broadly around his cock then you hollowed your cheeks and bounced your head, his trimmed pubes tickling your face. Ran inhales suddenly, slamming his head back against the headrest. Your hand slithers down to his balls, palming at them, as your sopping tongue runs along the veins of his dick. Ran jolts, cock twitching, as his hot cum spurts down your constricting throat—choking you.

“Fuck, baby~” He curses, petting your head. “You definitely need a reward after that.”

Your heart thrums against your heaving chest, bobbing your head needily, and adjusting yourself back into your seat. Oh did your cunt throb excruciatingly, sobbing for a release. You sighed as Ran’s fingers made themselves at home in your pussy again, rocking with his fingers. You nibble on your lower lip, tilting your pelvis for him to hit that good spot, approaching your orgasm rapidly. Your back arches, a strained moan coming from you, as you squirted around him.

“Damn, all mine.” He gaped, shoving his fingers into his mouth and lapping your arousal up. “You taste so good~"

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r3linx · 5 months

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Big men, who you swear you could beat in a fight but in reality it wouldn’t take an ounce of strength from him to completely crumble you to pieces whenever he wants. His big and beefy body being able to crush your bones under a few seconds. Taking action and simply folding you under them whenever he hears your statement of you being way stronger than him. Palms bigger than yours, fingers longer and thicker, comparing yours to his, your fingertips reaching just about past his second knuckles, him holding your wrists together above your head, knees next to you on both side of you as his weight pushed you further and further into the mattress and not being able to get out of his grasp no matter how much you’re tossing around; or scooping you up and throwing you around anytime and everywhere he wants. And don’t even get started on the oh but i’m bigger body type. These men literally does not give a flying fuck about it, he will do it anyways.

Big and soft men, who would never hurt you from their will since causing hurt to you in any form or shape could make him lose his mind. Also protecting you from everything that means a possible danger to you, showing no mercy to anyone who in fact isn’t you. And when it comes to times when you get hurt and the cause is indeed him, he internally eats himself up from the inside about how could he been so thoughtless when he promised to himself all he will give to you is pure love and affection. It takes a few caresses on his cheeks and a couple of kisses and he’s already melted in your arms, only focusing on you and the thought of beating himself up is completely forgotten.

Big, soft and mean men, who could tease you all night, ‘till dawn, because what could you do? Punch him? Yes, you could try but we all know it’s nothing against him. So you just patiently wait there, looking pretty, while they’re mercilessly play games with you. These men can also rail you until you basically and literally see stars, going at a relentless pace without faltering the hold they have on you. Nails bruising your hips, thighs and waist every single time you’re together and by now you just learned to handle it in silence. You did try to warn him about it and they learned from it for brief 5 minutes at max, then lust covered their vision once again and got back to his usual behavior, we could say that he almost snapped his hips against you even more greedily this time. But even then, they don’t do this out of will… most of the times..

And it gets even ‘worse’ when your pretty fingers doesn’t even reach around his girth, struggling there with both of your hands, sitting between his muscled thighs and choking you with every inch you take further into your mouth. Him fucking into your mouth, not giving you any breaks or time to collect yourself, he doesn’t bother to stop himself and by the time, he’s the one who guides your head up and down on him. Tears collecting in the corner of your eyes, ready to spill. Oh how much he loves to see your face contorted like this, your cheeks flushed deep red and lips swollen. It could be almost enough to make him come just from that sight, feeling him twitch in your mouth and in response a muffled moan escaped your throat, sending vibrations through his body, up his spine, making him throw his head back immediately. His palms almost stuck in your hair, gripping and pulling on your well-cared locks like his life depended on it but you just couldn’t feel it from the ache of your jaw, the pain was stronger and by the time he could finish, all your nerves went numb.

So in conclusion, was he stronger than you? Yes. And will you ever admit it? Well, probably no. ♡

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haihaihaitani · 4 months

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Cheers to the Jukebox Queen! ~ *Ran Haitani*

Summary: You love the little dive bar you found after work one day. You're always spending time with the regulars and enjoying the atmosphere. That is, until it's disrupted by a stranger...

Pairing: Ran Haitani X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffyish Oneshot

Word Count: 2224

Warning: Alcohol consumption, swearing

Masterlist

It was your favorite place to go when you needed to get away and relax. The little hole-in-the-wall dive bar had everything you needed: excellent drinks, good food, charming regulars, and a chill vibe. It was everything you needed after a stressful day at work.

Especially on a day like today.

It was pouring, soaking anyone who went outside to the bone, even if you had an umbrella. You also just put in two hours of overtime at your job and were exhausted. That's why as you were leaving the office, you could hear the sound of a cool drink and some old music calling your name from across town. You braved the storm to get to your favorite dive bar and order your favorite drink to make you feel better.

"Aren't you a sight for sore eyes?" The crotchety old bartender chuckled as he saw you. "The usual?"

"Double it. I need something strong tonight." You sighed, slouching against the bar.

"Another long day?"

You nod, shaking your wet hair. "Always. They work you to the bone for pennies, I'm telling you."

"That's why I keep asking you to quit that dead-end, early-grave job and come work for me. Sure, you'll still be making pennies, but you won't be worked to the bone. And everyone here likes you." He explained, as he passed you your drink.

You glanced back at him and shook your head. You took a sip of your drink, enjoying the subtle sting of alcohol in the back of your throat. "Nah, I still need to pay my dues. The contract expires in three years. Then maybe, maybe I'll consider quitting my day job to come work for you."

He chuckled. "That's all I'm asking; just some consideration. And quit swinging your hair around like a wet dog! You're getting my clean bar all dirty!"

"When has this bar ever been clean?"

He threw an ice cube at you, which you expertly dodged. A laugh spilled past your lips and you took another sip of your drink. The night settled after that. You chatted with some of the regulars, talking about their day and their latest gripe of the night. All of them commiserate over your struggles at work and how you never seemed to have time for yourself. Despite all of the crap the day threw at you, you could always count on your evenings and nights to be much sweeter. This is what made working like a dog all worth it; being able to spend some good quality time with people you actually liked.

"You know, you really ought to stop hanging out with us old timers so much." One of the regulars sighed and downed the dregs of his beer.

The woman next to him nodded. "You need to go to one of those swanky clubs and grind up against someone to take home."

You grimaced at the thought. "Clubbing isn't my style. I like it here! It's super chill and everyone is so nice! Why would I give that up?"

"A pretty young thing like yourself needs to find herself some hunky arm candy." The woman laughed.

You laughed and shook your head. "The dating scene isn't for me. All the guys are whiney babies who want a mother, not a significant other."

The man grunts in response. "You got that right. You kids don't want to work for a relationship anymore."

The woman scoffed and playfully shoved him. "Like you put any work with me when we were dating!"

"And yet you still married me!"

As the rest of the bar laughed, the door opened with a bang. You jumped, spilling a little of your drink on the bar counter. There, soaked to the skin, was a man dressed in purple to match his hair. He was tall, lithe, and carried himself with such authority it looked as if he was disgusted the rain even dared to fall on him. But what struck you about him was the tattoo prominently displayed on his throat.

Bonten. He was trouble.

Everyone seemed to sober up in that exact second. No one looked at him, finding other things far more interesting to occupy themselves. It wasn't until the bartender cleared his throat hesitantly that he was actually acknowledged.

"What can I do for you?"

"I need to borrow your phone. Mine died."

His voice was smooth and cold. It sent a shiver down your spine. You looked down at your drink as he took the phone from the bartender, leaning against the bar next to you. Though you tried really hard not to, you couldn't help but listen to his conversation.

"The car's dead. No, I didn't wreck it. Probably the battery. Just get someone down here to fix it. I'm not staying here all night. Be here in an hour or I'll tell the boss you kept me waiting."

Your heart stuttered in your chest. You didn't know who his boss was but you really hoped you wouldn't find out. A part of you wished he never walked into this bar and killed the whole vibe.

"Do you have a bathroom?" He asked the bartender, who pointed to the back.

As he left, you let out a shaky breath. The regular who was talking to you earlier shook his head. "That was terrifying."

"Shh! He could hear you!" His wife smacked his shoulder.

"Why is a Bonten executive hanging around this part of town?" The bartender mumbled under his breath, wringing his hands.

"You know him?" You ask and he winced at your words.

"Before I moved the bar here, I had a run in with their boss. He's terrifying to put it mildly, worse than that one. He let me off with my life but took everything else from me. I'm lucky to have escaped and I vowed I would never get tangled up with them again. Now they're back and I don't think I can go through all of that a second time."

The bar fell silent once more, heavy with the weight of the bartender's words. It made your stomach roll. But you weren't going to let some gang executive ruin your night. You couldn't. This place was your sanctuary. You couldn't let anyone take that from you.

Looking for a distraction, you found the perfect thing. Grabbing a quarter from your wallet, you walked over to the jukebox and punched in the correct code. Instantly, the bar was jamming to one of their favorite classic rock songs. The heavy mood lifted and you found yourself smiling once more. It was good to have the night back on track.

Everyone was too lost in their good mood to even notice the Bonten executive return from the bathroom, in a new, dry suit. You were bopping along to the music, watching some of the regulars dance in between tables, trying not to spill their drinks too much.

"What's all this?" His voice coming from behind you made you jump again.

"Ah..." You replied, your words getting stuck in your throat. "Sometimes, we like to turn on the jukebox for some dancing. It's a normal occurrence here."

He nodded. "I'm assuming it only plays songs from back in the day."

You give a small shrug. "Yeah, but it's nice. Reminds a lot of these people of the good old days."

If you weren't paying attention, you would've missed how his eyes widened a fraction. "The good old days..."

The wistfulness in his voice that you were sure wasn't supposed to be there made your heart skip a beat. Despite your better judgment, you drank the last of your drink and held out your hand to him. "What do you say?"

He stared at you. "What? Are you asking me to dance?"

"Why not? You're waiting for your ride, right? Why not wait with some dancing?"

He continued to stare at you for a moment longer before taking your hand. His grip was strong and his skin was smooth, save for some callouses you were sure came from handling weapons. Still, you didn't want to think about that right now. You were trying to lighten the mood and you would not be frightened by this mysterious, yet powerful man whose hand you were now holding.

He was stiff at first on the dance floor, as if he had never danced to this kind of music before. You weren't surprised. He seemed like the kind of guy who would frequent the swanky clubs the regulars were teasing you about earlier. Still, with a bright smile and some good moves of your own, you got him to loosen up on you. He even flashed you a small smile which made yours grow.

"You're pretty light on your feet." You tell him over the music.

He shook his head with a smirk. "You're not so bad yourself. What's your name."

When you tell him, you nudge him playfully. "Are you going to tell me yours?"

"Just call me Ran."

You didn't need him to tell you his last name, because you already knew it. Anyone who's anyone knew the only Ran in Bonten was Ran Haitani. He was powerful and dangerous, and you were currently dancing with him in a dive bar. What a small world this was after all.

As the song started to come to an end, you grabbed another quarter to change the song. Before you could punch in the code, Ran punched one in for you. You raised your eyebrow at his choice and he rolled his eyes in response.

"I like this song." Was all he said before he pulled you into your next dance.

A laugh escaped you as he twirled you around the floor. You felt weightless and dizzy, but in the best way possible. You could tell why he liked the song. It was peppy and had a good rhythm, something easy to dance to. You couldn't help but enjoy this time immensely, even as the song drew to a close.

You paused to catch your breath and take a sip of your drink. Ran ordered a whiskey and drank it slowly, his eyes on you the whole time. If he was any other person and this was any other time, you would have taken him home with those bedroom eyes. But you valued your life more than your pleasure. So instead you just winked at him and went back to the jukebox. You had one quarter left. You had to make it a good one.

After going over the choices a couple of times, you finally made your selection. It wasn't fast-paced or even all that happy. It was a song about reminiscing over your past and finding solace that the best is yet to come. It was slow, easy, and a good way to end the night.

Ran tapped your shoulder. "One more?"

You couldn't deny him. If you weren't going to take him home, you could at least dance with him one more time. As he pulled you close, you could feel your heart leap into your throat. It was intimate but not sexual. It was almost... romantic.

"How come I've never seen you at the clubs?" He asked quietly in your ear. "You have the moves for it."

You chuckled and shook your head. "Not my scene. But I'm assuming they're yours. You seem like a club guy. Ah, I don't mean to offend you or anything-"

He shook his head. "Not at all. Actually, I own a couple of clubs in Roppongi."

"Is that so? You must be loaded then. I hear the club scene over there is to die for."

"Thanks to my brother and me." He smirked and spun you, making your head go fuzzy. "Perhaps you should try it sometime. I can turn one of my clubs into a dive bar for a night, just for you."

The way he whispered that last part in your ear made you shiver. But you smiled nonetheless. "I might just have to take you up on that."

As the final song of the night came to a close, the two of you stared at each other in the eyes. There was something in him, something that was asking if he could kiss you. You wanted to give in. You were even leaning towards him-

The door to the bar opened. Everyone turned to look. It was a different man with a Bonten tattoo. Upon making eye contact with Ran, he nodded. Apparently, his ride was here.

Ran sighed. "Right on time. And I was so looking forward to cracking some skulls."

You bit your lip and hid it behind your hand. You knew he wasn't joking but you were tipsy. It was a little funny the way he said it so stoically.

He turned to look at you and pulled out a business card. "Call me, if you ever want to partake in my proposal."

You gently took the card from him and watched him slip away. Your heart was beating too fast and your head was clouded. Still, you couldn't stop thinking about the charming Bonten executive you danced your night away with.

It was then that the regular woman yelled out to you, "See? I told you! All you needed was some hunky arm candy!"

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lssugaluv · 9 months

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MDNI 18+

How dare you walk in to the office full of hungry men waiting to devour you just with their looks. How dare you come into the office dressed in that sexy outfit he handpicked just for him to see you in.

You walk in wearing that short mini skirt that shows the creases of your ass with those cute heals that show your cute pink toes. Wearing a top that almost shows your breasts. As soon as he sees you he pulls you into his office locking the door.

It was actually a coincidence when he walked out of his office. After hearing all the commotion of whistling and applauses coming from the hall he went to take a peak. At first he didn’t even recognize you until you turned around and you saw him. “Ran! I was looking for you.”

His jaw dropped seeing you dressed like that in public. Not that he cares, he loves seeing you wear anything that makes you happy, but he absolutely hates other men looking at you.

Once in his office, he begins to question you. You notice he’s annoyed by his hand running through his hair and this eager grin he has on his face. “What are ya doin’ here doll?” You smile and want to hug him but he right away walks away from your affection. “I came to surprise you Ran.” You begin to pout. “Surprise me?! Dressed like that? You surprised all those assholes out there alright.” You sit down on his desk chair as he is walking around the office still annoyed. “Excuse me? But I haven’t seen you the past three days! You’ve been working non stop and I miss you. But I guess that all you care about is how others see me.” You grab your small purse and walk towards the door.

He grabs your arm and pulls you towards him with force. He places one hand to the small of your back while the other is placed in the back of your head grabbing your hair. He whispers in your ear, using that husky sexy voice of his. “Where the hell do ya think you’re goin’ baby? You’re here to see me aren’t ya?” He pulls you in for an aggressive kiss, his tongue wrestling with yours, eagerly showing you that he wants you. You wrap both your arms around his shoulders and return back the eager kiss, showing your hunger for him.

He pulls away and walks to his desk full of mountains of documents waiting to be placed back in their direct spots. He throws them all out of the way and pulls you and puts you on top of his desk. He’s on top of you, hands everywhere on you. He starts to suck on you supple skin on your neck, loving to take in your scent. You feel him sucking on your neck, knowing he’s marking territory. Knowing that when you walk out of his office, showing all those assholes who you belong to.

He stops and takes off his expensive jacket and discards it somewhere. He sits down on his chair and turns you towards him. He opens your legs, pulling your skirt up by your belly. He starts kissing and gently biting your thighs, caressing them carefully. He pulls your panties to the side and licks your clit. He starts to moan with you. “Delicious as always baby. I missed you.” He eats you out like a starving man and when you feel like you’re about to cum he stops. “Baby why did you stop?” You pout feeling yourself a hot mess. “You want to act like a tease, I’ll treat ya like one baby.” He gets up and smashes his lips onto yours having you get a taste of yourself.

His fingers are now giving your cunt attention by playing with you. He circles your clit in such a motion that you once again feel like cumming, and he knows your every move. He stops once again, not letting you cum. Knowing that you get tight down there. “B..baby don’t stop.” You pant kissing his neck, trying to convince him. But once Ran has an idea, there’s no changing his mind.

He gets you and turns you around in his all time favorite position, Face down ass up. With no warning whatsoever he rams into you. A loud sexy moan comes out from you making him go crazy. He sure did miss being inside of you. All this work has him going crazy but you’re the only thing that keeps him going. His precious angel who he loves to make an absolute babbling mess. He reaches in to your ear, one arm wrapped around your belly and the other around your neck. “I missed fuckin’ ya, you know that doll? You feel so fuckin’ good baby.”

He whispers nothing but nasty stuff in your ear but also telling you how much he has missed you. Ran can be an ass but man, he loves you. Everything he does now is just for you. He hears a small thud against the door, knowing those assholes are listening. He lets go of your neck and positions himself standing, grabbing onto your hips. He starts pounding so hard, and felt you getting tight once again. As much as he wanted to let you come, he also wanted to teach you a lesson. You almost cry out angry and frustrated because once again he didn’t let you come. He kisses your shoulders gently and once again roughly inserts himself in you, having you scream.

Ran loses himself on how tight and great you feel, and places his hand on your belly once again. “You feel that baby?” Pressing his hand right under your belly button. “This is where I am” you roll your eyes in pure lust. His rhythm gets out of control and he cums in you. You feel all his weight on your back making you feel heavy.

He pulls out making you feel empty and you moan on your sensitive cunt. He helps you fix your panties and clothes. He pats on your panties, “keep my babies safe here.” And he grins and kisses you gently.

He offers to walk you out, and as soon as he opens the door, all the nosey guys scatter out like roaches. He wraps his arm around your waist, keeping his hand on your ass, showing everyone who you belong too.

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Enjoy this Ran Haitani one shot.

It is not proofread :(

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"How much longer do you want to wait?" your friends are worried about you. They glance over towards Inui seated to the side, hoping he'd try to console you but the boy hardly lifts his head.

"He'll be here any second now." you're smiling at them, sure that he'll make it but deep inside even you know Kokonoi isn't coming.

"Ring him up again, Inui." Sano Emma, a friend of yours has her hands folded at her chest. There's nothing but a frown on her face, "He's two hours late already. If he doesn't reach in ten minutes, we're gonna celebrate on our own."

"We'll wait." you look at her with a firm gaze though your irises are twitching, begging you to allow them to let out their pains.

"We won't." she's more definite than you, "If you're really as important of a friend to him, he wouldn't have missed your birthday at least. I don't want to break your heart today of all days, but please, (Name)-chan. You need to face it."

"What nonsense." you laugh awkwardly, looking over at Inui for support but he still doesn't react, "Koko-kun's gonna come. He always does."

"He always doesn't have a girlfriend." Tachibana silently points out, "Men's priorities change once they're dating. You're the one who told me that last year, remember?"

Your lips twitch. You don't want to accept it. You don't want to cry over him on your birthday. You don't want to cry at all- it's the others who'd be put in a more uncomfortable situation than you.

"(Name)-chan.. " Emma sighs as you look over at Inui again, hoping him to intervene and support you, "do you really think Inui's gonna back you up when Kokonoi-san's probably on a date with his sister at the moment?"

Inui's eyes twitch, he looks away.

Your mouth opens, then closes. There's a deep silence in the room.

"Is he?" there's too much of pain in your voice for even you to handle, your eyes get glassier by the second.

Inui doesn't have it in him to reply to you. He's always known of your feelings for Kokonoi but he's always thought Kokonoi and Akane had a deeper bond having known each other from their childhood days.

But at the moment, when he hears nothing but the chords of a broken instrument in your voice, Inui wishes there was something he could do to bring Kokonoi here. No matter what it took.

Tears flow down your cheeks, slowly and slowly staining your cheeks with the dampness of ache. There isn't anything you feel at the moment other than every strand of your heart's muscles being torn apart one by one.

" ... I'm sorry.. " Inui had only wished to cover the date part with some lie and make you believe Kokonoi couldn't come because of some hurdles, but he doesn't wish to keep you living in a lie.

Kokonoi Hajime, a close friend of yours, chose to be on a date with Inui Akane, another close friend of yours on your birthday night. This is the reality.

Inui knows keeping secrets would only make the load of ache in you heavier by passing days, so he doesn't say anything but "I'm sorry", he's not someone who deserves to say anything after all.

"Fuck it all." Yuzuha slams her glass of juice down, "Oi, Inui, " he looks up at her with a defeated look, "piss off."

Inui nods and gets up. He knows it's for the best of you.

Kokonoi can't shut up about how familiar him and Akane look. Of course the sight of him is painful for you. Inui sighs and quietly walks out through the door.

He feels guilty, so very guilty. But then again, there's nothing he can do.

"That's it!" she comes and cups your cheeks, "No one's crying today! It's gonna be a girls' night out. There will be no boys."

"Yeah!" Emma agrees, "Those assholes can go fuck themselves! We're gonna go out and have fun today!"

But you're not in the condition to listen to them trying to cheer you up. You feel torn. Shredded.

You don't understand why you're never good enough for him, you can't figure out what you haven't done for him. Why things turned out like this- him dating Akane is okay, he's always loved her. But he doesn't even bother to even look at you anymore.

You've become non-existent for him, as if the approximate decade you've spent with him doesn't mean anything at all.

It hurts.

"Get up." Tachibana grabs your arm, "Stop crying, (Name)-chan, get up."

You don't want the few friends who do care for you to be left with nothing but uneasiness today, so you try. Though it's hard, though it hurts even more, you try to hold your tears.

"We're going out." Yuzuha says, grabbing her bag and keys from the kitchen counter, "We'll have fun together. We're friends too."

You nod, smile forming on your face but nothing but ache inside. Your heart feels as if it has been scratched a hundred times, as if each of these scratches throbs in it's own blood.

All this time, you tried to keep this inside you, and now it had erupted. You'd been trying to console yourself all this time, but nothing could pull you away from the truth now.

Kokonoi doesn't care about you. At all.

Not even as a friend.

Not even as someone he knows.

Not as anything.

You don't even realize walking with the girls into Yuzuha's car- your brain and heart in a dead frenzy.

"Let's drink." your lips are dry, you feel them while speaking, "I don't want to remember this night."

"If that's what you wish, sweetheart." Yuzuha drives towards her favorite club. She's determined to get you wasted too- not even she wants you to remember your twenty-first birthday as such.

If only Koko-kun cared to at least show up....

You're mad at Akane too, but there's not much you can say to her. Something turned off all your affection for her the moment she and Kokonoi had started dating.

It is natural, you've been told. It's because you're envious, because you wish it was you instead of her.

I always have...

Emma suddenly says she's gonna ask her brother to pick you all up and make sure everyone's home safe later. It disrupts your line of thought.

You've lost too many tears to be stable in your self now. You feel thoroughly dehydrated.

If only this pain would go away...

You unknowingly clutch your heart.

It's not like you to react this way to things. You've always been calm and logical, always think first and act later. It was Kokonoi who'd make you stutter in words and actions.

It was always him who'd make you act out of character- blush, get embarrassed, get self conscious, and what not.

And look at this.

It's him now because of whom you're sitting and crying when you should be celebrating.

No, it's not his fault I chose to be blind.

Kokonoi had been showing this behavior since over a year now- that's even before he started dating Akane. You were the one to choose to let it all past you, it's your fault you tried to run from reality.

"We're here."

You're more than relieved when Yuzuha says it, and are the first one to open the car door and step out.

Yuzuha looks worried about you but she's definite a glass of alcohol would dissolve all your pain into nothingness. She knows you'll wake up the next day and the pain will still be there, but at least you save your birthday night.

Everyone is quick to enter, heels clacking against the floor.

The inside of the club carries a crazy mood matching the frenzy in your mind. The beats of the music nullify your heart by their vibrations.

You inhale deeply, then exhale.

This is what I need.

Tachibana chooses not to drink, but you, Emma and Yuzuha down yourself with a couple of drinks before heading towards the dance floor.

There, you unleash everything boiling inside you as dance moves. They're sad, anyone sober would've been able to tell, but that's the thing you love the most about clubs.

No one is sober. Everyone in clubs is downed with some or the other sort of drinks trying to suppress or ignite some or the other sort of pain or joy. Everyone's the same.

Yuzuha runs a hand through her hair and looks around. She can't spot you anymore and it scares here.

Emma a little distance away from her is looking for you too.

The dance floor is wide, there's a massive crowd gathered there, they don't know how to find you through it all.

Towards the other side of the dance floor, you've just fallen on some dude. He barely flinches as your weight rests on his- you're too drunk to process your own actions now.

With hazy, irritated dry eyes, you look up at the guy- he has a pretty face as far as you can tell.

A nice jaw, eyebrows raised and arched, black hair flowing down his face over to your own. He's pretty, but he's not him.

"Do you need me to take you to the side?"

It's not even his voice.

"Are you okay?"

Those hands aren't like his.

"Excuse me, madam, can you hear me?"

But who gives a shit if it isn't Kokonoi.

He wouldn't be here for me anyways, right?

You kiss him.

Although surprised by the sudden contact, the guy kisses back. It brings you back to how everyone's the same in clubs- looking for some or the other sort of escape or joy.

You wish to run away from your heart, and the guy wishes to run towards his own.

Using him as support, your manage to straighten up, but then lose balance and fall on him again. "Take me away." the words are slurred but they manage to leave your lips.

He does.

He takes your hand, gives you the balance you need and takes you outside the club.

The night air is chilly but fails to calm the heat risen up your body. You giggle, the guy grins.

"What's your name?" his hand his around your waist to help you walk, yours are gripping one shoulder of his from behind and the other his forearm of the free arm.

"Me?" your vision is just as hazy, brain just as fuzzy, but you don't feel pain anymore.

Or rather, you feel too much to know what is pain anymore.

"Yeah?" the guy turns towards you.

You let go of his hold and skip ahead, then turn around with a giggle and your arms wide open.

You're drunk- you can let yourself do anything today.

"(Name)." you say, "I'm (Name)."

"That's a pretty name," the guy catches up to you with smile on his face, "it suits you, (Name)-chan."

You giggle again, "Koko-kun never calls me by my first name, you know. I'm not important to him anyways."

The guy halts, realization hitting him. He doesn't want to take a shot at wooing a heartbroken girl- he feels guilty all of a sudden.

"Do you not like me too?" you look so innocent with your eyes wide and lips trembling in a slur "Did I make you sad?"

Baji Keisuke sighs and runs a hand through his hair, "You didn't." he says, "Would you like to join me for a walk?"

You look at him again, trying to figure whether there's any dislike on his expressions but when your brain doesn't work enough to tell, you just shrug and decide to go with him.

"Should I get you some water?" Baji wants you to get sober enough to realize what you're doing, "You're eyes won't hurt after that."

You let out a small hum. "Okay."

Kokonoi doesn't like it when he's making out with Akane and she suddenly finds something to talk about. He doesn't hate it- it's cute, but sometimes he wishes it was something more related to them than other people.

"Isn't that (Name)-chan?"Akane is peeking outside the car window onto the street where a girl is walking alongside a guy while clasping his arm, "Why is she- oh shit, it's her birthday today!"

"Yeah, yeah it is." Kokonoi sighs, his eyes lazily following hers to see your figure walk with difficulty as a guy takes you along.

"Wait, you remembered?" Akane's eyes furrow, "Why didn't you remind me then? We should've wished her at least."

"She's not a baby, " Kokonoi says, "and besides, " he places his finger under her chin and brings her face towards him, "how dare you think of looking here and there when I'm in front of you."

Kokonoi is much taller than Akane now- he's much stronger and much more dominant.

"What can I say, " she bites her lip, "I have this bad habit."

"Shall I fix it for you?" Kokonoi grins, his hand trailing down Akane's waist.

"Please do."

Before he indulges himself completely with Akane, his eyes go up in instinct. You and the guy have just walked under a streetlight- he can see the guy clearly now.

Kokonoi's mouth hangs. "Isn't that Baji Keisuke?"

Akane frowns but gets up to look. "He's a safe guy, right? He wouldn't hurt her or something?"

"I doubt." Kokonoi frowns, "But I hate that asshole."

"Should we stop them then?" Akane asks, "You wouldn't want him to get a shot on our friend, right?"

Kokonoi's eyes furrow, "Nah, it doesn't matter as much. He wouldn't do anything wrong, don't worry about it, Akane-chan."

She hums in doubt but chooses to go with whatever Kokonoi tells her- she trusts him blindly after all.

Inui sits silently in his office. Kokonoi's office is right opposite to his and he can see Akane sit on the table in front of him through the glass door.

They're chatting.

Inui sighs and closes his file. Right in the middle of the lines of cubicles between his and Kokonoi's office is your cubicle.

He can see the back of your chair- you're buried inside, not wanting to have even a glimpse of what's going on in the office across.

Inui feels guilty, but he doesn't understand whether or not he should. His best friend and sister are dating, there's no greater joy he can have. There's no better guy Akane can have after all.

But he doesn't feel the joy he should. Inui feels like he made a mistake.

He walks outside the office and strolls over to your cubicle.

"(Name)-chan."

He doesn't want you to turn around- if you do, you'll be reminded of Akane and it would hurt, "I'm sorry for yesterday.... Are you okay?"

There's only a hum in response.

"Is everything okay?"

Another hum.

" .... I'll be in my office if you need something."

There's no response.

Inui sighs and turns around to walk towards his office but something repels him.

Without even thinking about it, he takes a turn towards Kokonoi's office and hurries inside.

"Akane-nii chan." he says, "Get off the table please, we're at work and there's a decorum we must follow."

"I'll draw the curtains." Kokonoi waves him off but Inui doesn't listen.

"We're in an office, there's rules around here. I'm not letting you both get away with stuff other employees can't. Please keep your affections for your own time, I don't want any disturbance during work."

"Jeez, Seishu." Akane sighs, "You take work too seriously sometimes," but she does get off, "fine, I'll see you later, Hajime-kun."

Kokonoi stares at Inui after Akane is gone. "What's up with you today?"

"Nothing." Inui isn't in the mood to talk to him at all. It's not like he blames Kokonoi, but there's not an ounce of patience left in him to handle the guilt, your heartbreak and Kokonoi being an ass all at once.

"I'm asking you something, Inupi." Kokonoi frowns, "What's up, why this attitude?"

"Get back to work." Inui leaves the cabin before Kokonoi can reply, but Kokonoi senses something's wrong and he's not letting it go all that easily.

"Everyone!" he enters the hall and announces, "In appreciation of your hard work, you all are allowed to take the rest of the day off!"

Inui knows exactly what's coming up after Kokonoi's announcement. He wishes you leave just in time to not fall between the argument coming up.

There's cheers from the employees as they pack their stuff and leave in groups. It takes a little time for them to leave, Inui's gaze is focused on the one cubicle Kokonoi is unintentionally standing in front of.

You don't step out in attempt to avoid seeing him.

"Are you not going to leave, (L/N)?" Kokonoi notices you a moment later, "I said everyone's dismissed."

Inui sees your shoulders slump as you pack your stuff and get up to leave despite it meaning you'll have to see him. Inui wonders if Kokonoi knows of the emotions you have now.

He wonders if Kokonoi would notice you trying to avoid seeing him but something tells him he won't. Kokonoi isn't the slightest bothered about you to notice.

"Oh, and say hi to that bastard Baji for me, will you?" the hall is already empty, you three are the only ones there, "Tell him he's not winning the next time we- "

The sound of a loud slap cuts off Kokonoi's words.

You bag hits the floor, and Inui's heart falls along with it.

This is the worst case scenario.

He rushes towards them to diffuse the situation but Kokonoi signals him to halt. Inui doesn't know what to do- he doesn't want you to be hurt any further. He doesn't want to live in guilt anymore.

"How do you know I know him?" your voice is hoarse from the events of the previous day, "How do you know I know Baji?"

Kokonoi looks like he's holding onto the last thread of his patience, "You were out with him last night."

"You know I didn't know him." your voice gives away the way your heart wails, "You saw me being drunk and going somewhere with a guy I didn't even know...."

"I did, so?" Kokonoi's fist is balled up, he's trying hard not to unleash his anger.

"What?" Inui turns to him, "You- what if something happened to her? What if that guy did something? Koko, what's wrong with you! Why didn't you- "

"It was Baji, Inupi." Kokonoi spits out, his anger getting the best of him, "That guy wouldn't do shit... and you." he turns to you, "Stop fucking expecting someone to be there to take care of you. If you don't want a situation like that, how about not drink and get wasted like a club hoe."

Inui punches him.

And that, not once.

Kokonoi is too pissed to not respond.

Akane has just entered the hall- she's a receptionist and she'd noticed all the employees leaving- she runs over to Inui, gasping and asking them to stop fighting.

You can hear Akane beg you to help her separate the two- you're the stronger one of the two of you, but you don't even bother looking at her.

You just pick up your bag and turn around and leave, not glancing back even once.

There's a knock on your door that evening.

You walk over to it with a piece of toast in your mouth and open the door to reveal Akane standing behind with an awkward expression.

"Hey, (Name)-chan... I... uhm, so... Seishu told us everything... I'm so sorry- " you close the door at her face, lock it and then walk back to the couches.

Not a single part of you wants to see her anymore, and poor Seishu gets the damage- he looks too much like her and you don't want him to remind you of her.

You're done with green eyes and blond hair and sweet voices but you still cannot come to hate anything about Kokonoi.

It's unfair to Akane, you know it, but there's nothing you can do to control it. She's the one who has always been nice and kind to you and Kokonoi is the one who abandoned you in a hollow friendship, yet still, you cannot come to reduce your hate for her or increase that for him.

It's all just a pain, nothing more.

Love, friendship, everything.

You sigh and ring up Baji.

"I swear you're not getting over him if you keep on calling me." is the first thing he says over the phone. You'd slipped your whole heartache to him in your drunk state, and he chose to stay as a friend.

"I know." you say, though you know you're just trying to replace Kokonoi's hair with the black in Baji's and his grin with that of Baji's.

It doesn't fit at all. You don't like Baji at all, but you love Kokonoi, and you wish to distract yourself before the pain drives you crazy.

"Go get a life, (Name)-san." you hear him say, and are suddenly reminded he doesn't even know your surname- you only told him your first name, "Get a life, and when you need friends, you know the bunch you can come too."

This bunch includes Yuzuha, Emma, Tachibana, him and Emma's brother Mikey who somehow turned out to be Baji's childhood friend too.

They're friends to you, undeniably, but still, a decade of close frienship and love has a different charm to it.

A decade of friendship with Akane gets wasted because your envy and dread gets the best of you. A decade of friendship with Kokonoi is wasted because he suddenly stopped giving a fuck about you.

You don't want your friendship with Inui Seishu to be wasted- whether to not he could help you, he's always stood by you no matter what.

The call has ended and you put your phone down with a deep exhale.

He's right. I can't limit my life to just Kokonoi and his love.

You snort.

His "non-existent" love.

You can hear his voice amidst the knocking on the door. He doesn't sound too willing to call out to you.

"They're wasting their time." you know, because Kokonoi would always love only Akane.

There's no place in his heart for anyone else. Not even you.

And if they wish to come apologize for hardly caring about you, you don't need it. You don't wish for someone who needs to be reminded to care for you to be around you either.

But then again, the ache is there.

"Long long ago, there was a fire in Inui's house... " you're talking to yourself without realizing where you're headed, "Seishu got a scar on his face because of it, Akane was mistakenly diagnosed to require a lot of money to be treated."

You're in the kitchen, and you're turning the burner on.

"Another doctor checked the reports and found the flaw. Akane wasn't needing a big surgery at all. She was all safe and sound."

You turn the stove's burner on, the fire looks beautiful.

"I wonder what would've happened if she had died back then.. "

The doorbell's loud noise snaps you back into reality. It takes you a moment to breath in heavily and come back to your senses.

Once you realize what you'd been tying to do, you turn off the burner and hurry towards the drawing room, body trembling from cell to cell in panic and fear.

You'd lost it. You were about to do something utterly stupid.

It freaks you out.

You don't care who's knocking to door, you just open it. You need someone. Anyone.

You need a human interaction. Even just a single one- just to stabilize your mind and not let it override your body this way. You can't afford to let your life go just because a guy you liked didn't like you back or because he became oblivious to your friendship and what not.

Baji is right, you need to live.

It's Inui outside the door.

Kokonoi and Akane are standing a little further behind- Kokonoi is leaning against Inui's car and Akane stands a few steps away from him.

They look up from the ground on hearing the door open. Meanwhile, Seishu assesses the mess of a condition you're in and immediately steps ahead to help you balance.

Your whole body is still trembling, throat parched in fear. "Help me, Seishu. Help me."

Seishu's eyes are glassy- he doesn't know what to do. He never does, and he blames himself for how everything turns out.

If only I did things right...

But he doubts there's a right or wrong in a scenario like this. None of you all can be blamed for anything.

Inui Seishu hugs you and gently rub his back telling you to calm down. He hears you mumble as you grip onto him, about how you're scared because you feel your body isn't under your control anymore.

You'd always criticized people who leave the world in the name of love but you realize today maybe their bodies aren't in their control anymore. And maybe, they don't or can't put in the effort to gain the control back.

You can't let that happen.

Loving someone is okay, being heartbroken is okay. But letting go of all beauty of the world, all that accepts you for the one person who rejects you is stupid.

You may love him for all your life, may even say his name in the last few breaths of your living, but you would never leave everything and everyone for Kokonoi.

The others don't deserve that.

You don't deserve that.

Seishu helps you inside, Akane tries to help but he tells her to wait outside.

Kokonoi doesn't bother to even step forward.

This time, you don't expect him to either.

"But there's no point feeling guilty about it," Akane and Kokonoi are sitting in the office's cafeteria during lunch, "the whole reason she never told you herself is because she knew you'd feel this way."

Kokonoi just hums in response. He doesn't even know if it's only guilt he's feeling.

Akane stares at him, her lips twitching to word the one question revolving around her mind since the previous day.

"Hajime, " her voice is soft, "in this past decade of knowing her, have you ever even once had any feelings for her?"

Kokonoi's expressions are unchanged, "There's no space for anyone in my heart other than you, Akane-chan. Don't worry yourself with baseless thoughts." he picks up his tray and leaves to put it in the rack of dirty ones.

Akane stares behind him, her lips curled in a frown, "That's not what I'm asking."

Kokonoi watches Inui and you sitting at a table a little away, both busy in gossip. Your expression and pallor give away what you actually feel but you're trying to move on.

He notices you look towards the desert section and walk off towards it. Kokonoi takes the moment to go and sit with Inui Seishu.

"Koko." he greets.

"Inupi." Kokonoi greets back.

There's silence at the table. It is Inui who breaks it with a question- "Are you happy, Koko?"

Kokonoi has never encountered a question harder to answer before.

He's happy with Akane. She is all he has ever wanted since his childhood, but the fact that you sit alone crying because of him doesn't leave a very good taste in his mouth.

Kokonoi knows he chose Akane. He knows he will always stick by her side, yet still, for some reason, it doesn't feel right.

Him and Akane are perfect, but you being sad disturbs his ease.

Kokonoi has never once seen you cry before the previous day- you'd always been the one to smile through everything, the one who'd care for both the boys when they were hurt during the Black Dragon days, scold them, punish them, but always have that smile on your face.

He had started to cut all ties from you a couple of years ago- Kokonoi did not like his one-way hollow tunnel towards Akane being disrupted by a small, beautiful lane running elsewhere.

_________________ "In this past decade of knowing her, have you ever even once had any feelings for her?" _________________

If they'd been feelings, he wouldn't have thrown her aside so recklessly, right?

He doesn't even know why he mentioned Baji to you back then. It was all on instinct, but there was no need to- he has no business with the guys you spend your nights with.

Kokonoi looks up. Inui is still waiting for an answer, but he has none.

He can't even decide what his own actions or feelings mean.

"You should go then." Inui understands, "(Name)-chan wouldn't return back here if you stay."

But you do.

You place a bowl of ice cream in front of each of the two boys two more to the side, then beckon Akane seated a few tables away. Akane comes, though hesitant but you smile at her and try to talk.

You hold back all emotions and smile, just so that no one else has to bear any guilt because of you. Kokonoi sighs, you're trying to move on and fix things alone.

Like always...

This is just the way you are.

Nothing but an idiot.

But seeing you try makes his face droop. It latches an unexplained weight onto his heart.

________ "Are you happy, Koko?" ________

___________ "Help me, Seishu. Help me." ___________

He sighs.

He's not happy.

He doubt he ever will be.

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airbendertendou · 2 years

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OBSESSED! ♥︎ ran haitani

synopsis : ran is really just so obsessed with you. one day, you decide to call him out on it.

bonten!ran , stripper!reader , this is so short im sorry </3

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He was here again. Watching you closely, half-lidded eyes following every move you made. Letting out a sigh, the bartender looks from the man to you, eyebrows furrowing in concern. “You want me to call security?”

“It’s okay,” you shrug it off. A regular says their goodbyes as they leave and you wave, hand leaving your drink as you do. You glance to him — he’s still watching you, eyeing you over the rim of his own drink. “He hasn’t really done anything harmful.”

Your co-worker huffs, scrubbing at a stain on the bar with extra strength. “Staring is creepy, though.”

“Lots of creeps in here, then,” you grin her way. She nods in agreement, her laugh flowing up and surrounding the silence. Another dancer is called and you bite your lip — you’d have to go up after. “Actually, I have an idea.”

A familiar beat hits the walls of the club as you wait for the lights to hit you. Wearing your new set, you walk idly around the pole, letting the music control you. His gaze hits heavy as he focuses solely on you and the way you move. You roll your hips, mouthing along to the words as you look his way, making sure he knew this was for him.

All too soon, the song comes to an end as you pose. The bartender is cackling, clapping her hands as squeaks escape her mouth. “That was so good! He was so pink ; literally had to leave not even a second ago!”

You grin again, “serves him right.” Glancing at the clock, you hum and debate on if you want to go home or not. It’s late and the club has come to an idle, calm standstill. You doubt anyone else will be showing up. “I’ll be heading out soon. Get home safe.”

“You, too!”

An oversized hoodie is thrown over your lingerie set, sweatpants comfortable against your waist as you make your way outside. And there he is, leaning against your car as he smokes a cigarette. A pink flush is still lingering on his cheeks as he watches you once more, eyebrows raising at your new attire.

“[Name].” You walk to your car slowly, eyeing him almost apprehensively. He rolls his eyes, “you have to stop letting the other workers assume I’m some kind of creep.”

“Are you not?” You ask teasingly. Ran rolls his eyes, flicking his cigarette to the ground and stomping it out. Giddily, you make your way into his open arms. “I mean, you’re here almost every night! Lurking… watching… just me, by the way. No other dancers.”

“Why would I look at anyone else?” Ran murmurs softly. He brings you closer, one hand settled on your hip as the left one cups your face lovingly. “You’re the prettiest one here. And, wearing my favorite color tonight?” He tsks lightly, nipping at your jawline, “lookin’ for trouble.”

You hum, arms slinging around his neck as you bring him closer. Kissing his ear, then his cheek, you smile boldly. “Might be. What’re you gonna do about it?”

Ran’s chuckle hits your neck as he bites again, leaving a trail of kisses as he raises up from his hunched over form. He plants another kiss on your forehead — then each eyelid — before meeting your gaze. “Anything you want me to.”

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chaoticdelinqueerwithglitter · 9 months

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Let me tell you now, you're the lucky one

(Enemies to Enemies Who Fuck)

(HaruKaku in Bonten timeline)

(some past-MuSan and past-KakuIza with a subtle RanOmi bc why not, it's my fic and I don't have self-restrain when it comes to multishipping)

(link to ao3 in case some one preferes to read it there)

Warnings: Dead Dove: Do Not Eat!

All of them. Bonten is their own warning. Substance abuse. Really unhealthy coping mechanisms. Depression. Mental health problems. Suicide. Major character death. (it's Bonten, they all want to kill themselves and some of them succeed, okay?) Mentions of unsafe sex, but there is no smut or graphic depiction of it.

I tried to not be too graphic with any of this topics, the focus is mostly on what the characters are thinking/feeling. But it's hard anyway, tbh the last scene was actually difficult and painful for me to write. So please, don't take the CW lightly and prioritize your mental health!

Angst and Hurt/No Comfort.

MANGA SPOILERS!!!!

Notes: HaruKaku came as an hilarious idea. Because they are hilarious, let's be real. Soulmates archnemesis, doomed to hate each other in every timeline. But then Bonten happened and of course, I ended up writing some angsty shit instead of focusing in all the other moments when they are hilarious. Kudos for me, yey! 🥲

This is canon complicit (again, is Bonten, beware!)

It alternates from Kakucho's POV to Sanzu's POV. I did that thing again of using "Haruchiyo" when he's in his most vulnerable state because for some reason I like playing with his name like this.

(English is not my first language, be nice please 🙈)

(the art is from @just-sp-in-inginthevoid who is in part responsible for the archnemesis brain riot, but mostly the hilarious part, tbh)

Is not that Kakucho enjoys Sanzu's company. Or that the pinkette gradually started to grow on him. Quite the opposite, to be honest. He hates him a little bit more every day, every shared mission, every time they had to spent hours together.

But with Sanzu, he feels. He feels intensely, he feels with passion. Even if it's twisted, at least he's not empty anymore. The void that threatens to devour him seems to disappear when he's around the other man. Sometimes, Kakucho wants to murder him, but he knows he can't. Others, he wonders what would happen to him if he also loses the only person that it's still able to provoke an intense emotion on him.

Hate is better than apathy, isn't it?

They hate each other passionately. Sanzu finds his reactions too funny for stopping it, always willing to go a little further, to push Kakucho to the edge. It's too easy to pick on him, making him forget about his allegedly righteous patience.

It's disgusting, how Kakucho thinks of himself like he was better than the rest of them. So Sanzu enjoys to proves him wrong, to show him that they are the same (even if he can't stand that fact either, seeing that burning rage in those heterochromatic eyes makes it worth it).

Now that he thinks about it, it was probably a matter of time, considering that his king denied them the right to kill each other, they needed to find a way of releasing all that build up anger. That's probably why isn't that surprising when it finally happens.

It looked like a regular night. Sanzu was high as a kite, trying to forget every one of his lives. Kakucho just seemed to be there, he can't recall exactly why, some type of report, but he didn't pay any attention to it at the moment, too intoxicated for actually caring for something that could wait until tomorrow.

“Why are you still here? You like me that much or what?”

The pinkette man says, slurring his words.

“Are you that high? You know I hate you.”

Is the harsh answer that he earns. It's brutal, but real. Kakucho's honesty has something that grounds him to the present. It's sickening. It's exactly what he wants right now.

“I hate you too, don't worry.” He laughs, finding his own words amusing. “Think about it, me and you. Just us, hating each other all night long.”

“You're crazy.”

“And you didn't say no.”

(If he was more honest with himself, he would admit that he was trying to find another way of punishing his broken mind and his body. But he's not.)

And oh, it actually feels good. Kakucho fucks him with the same brutality that talks to him. He couldn't bear any type of gentle touch (specially not from someone that it's so linked to Mucho, but he isn't thinking in that, he promised himself to forget his old captain a long time ago).

There isn't any type of care between them, only spite. Both men are too broken for having the ability to love someone again. Indeed, this was precisely what he needed. This is perfect.

The next day, Kakucho feels nauseated. How couldn't he? Sanzu was high as fuck, too intoxicated to give proper consent to do anything. So even if he was also a little drunk, even if it wasn't his idea, Kakucho feels guilty for what happened.

Until Sanzu just laughs at his poorly attempt of apologizing, mocking his morals once more. He was about to punch him in the face, but the lingering guilt doesn't allow him to do it. Not that one more bruise would make a difference, actually.

Both are covered in so many marks that more than sex, it looks like they tried to kill each other. Yeah, maybe he should stop feeling sorry for Sanzu, considering this. Maybe that was the best way to get rid of that not-so-pent-up hate.

And it works. At least for a while, it works. Until it happens again. And again.

Is not that they are lovers (Kakucho wants to puke with that idea). They just fuck from time to time. That's all. They hate each other, they wish they could kill the other. But they can't. So, sometimes, they fuck.

Their relationship is not pretty. At all. Or better. If Kakucho had to use only one word for describing it, he would say “real”. They don't lie to each other, what would be the point? Both are too able of seeing between the lies, they are too similar in so many ways. But that raw honesty only makes it worse.

Kakucho knows it's a mistake, that he shouldn't care about Sanzu's fate (he brought it on himself and he doesn't seem to have any complains). But Mikey is worse every day, the king is falling and his loyal dog is falling with him. Kakucho needs to do something, because the uneasiness he feels every time he sees them is now living rent-free in his mind.

That's why, one day, Kakucho tries. He's trying to find his clothes, dressing quickly, wanting to get out of this room that only makes him feel sick. Then, he looks at Sanzu, his pink hair scattered on the pillows, a lazy and satisfied smile than only appears after sex (and never lasts). There is some twisted vulnerability in how content the other man is while lighting up a joint, as if seeing these new swelling (all this pain) on his skin was something he wanted.

(Kakucho can't shake the feeling that Sanzu is using him as another way of hurting himself and that infuriates him so fucking much... Maybe that's the real reason why he decides against his best judgment and opens his big mouth.)

“Is not worth it.”

“Uh?”

Sanzu looks at the other, not sure if he actually heard something. He just wants to smoke and relax, to feel the post-orgasmic satisfaction while it lasts, to enjoy the pain in his body (one more of his little punishments).

“I said is not worth it. Dying with Mikey.”

If it had been anyone else, Sanzu would shoot him in the face just for saying this. Thinking like that, talking like that about his king is treason. It should be. But it's difficult to pretend Kakucho's isn't right about this when, unfortunately, it's the only one Sanzu trusts with Mikey's well-being (It's the one he calls every time Mikey is being suicidal again).

“You wish you could be me, you wish you had died with Izana.”

Sanzu spits his words, burning with all the rage he feels every time he has to acknowledge the reality of how is Mikey.

“That's not what this is about-”

Kakucho is unable to finish his sentence, turning pale in anger when Sanzu cuts him. 'Good'.

“You're a selfish bastard, aren't you? You want me to be like you, stuck here with no purpose, jerking yourself with the memory of a ghost. Pretend it's because of your high morals, that you're worried about me or some other bullshit. But you're just another selfish bastard. And you envy me.”

If it had been anyone else, Sanzu would shoot him in the face. But he can't (he wants to, oh, he wants it so much, but he can't disobey Mikey's orders). So, instead of bullets, he uses his words.

“At least Izana cared about me.”

Is the last thing he hears before Kakucho slams the door. Sanzu laughs maniacally, throwing the first shit he can find to the place the other man was a few seconds a go. He's momentary satisfaction long forgotten, replaced only by hate (and pain, but one that he refuses to see).

The worst part is that in a sickening way, he trusts Kakucho. They don't lie to each other, that makes it so much worse, because both of them know that what the other said is true. He hates him, he hates him with every fiber of his body. He doesn't want this words to be true, he can't accept that. He needs to keep living in this denial, to pretend Mikey is fine (to pretend he doesn't keep mixing this Mikey with that in his nightmares, to pretend they don't look so alike).

It's been three days. Three whole days since Mikey's death was splattered on the news (no one seems to care about Takemichi's death, even with all that footage of how the hero tried to save the most dangerous man in Japan). Kakucho cares, but he knows damn well that he wouldn't be welcomed within the hero's friends, so he would have to say goodbye in his own way (again).

During this days, Kakucho learned some things, like the fact that apparently everyone had some kind of contingency plan in case this happened (no, for when this happened, all of them could see that Mikey was more on the edge every day). But nobody spoke to him about it, keeping him in the darkness, the only idiot that didn't prepare himself for the end. Well, not the only, he knows that, of course he knows that.

(Sanzu would have killed them in the blink of an eye. Anyone who dared to imply that Bonten needed to be prepared to function without a king.)

Kakucho understands the need for secrets, of course he does. The idea of Mikey falling would be considered treason a few days ago, it was taboo to think like that. At the same time, none of them wanted to acknowledge it, like saying it out loud would make it more real. He can't even be mad when the Haitanis (obviously) thought about him on their own schemes, making sure Kakucho was also safe. Or as safe as any of them could be now that Bonten was crumbleling.

It's been three days. Bonten is crumbleling. Mikey is dead. And Sanzu disappeared the same day. Everyone knows he's dead, but they don't say it. Not in front of Takeomi, who's still desperately looking, going out in the rain for hours. Trying to find something, some clue that leads him to his little brother. Clinging to the hope that he's still alive somewhere. That he's going to find him, high as fuck, but alive (Kakucho thinks being able to find Sanzu's body at all would already be a miracle).

Only Ran is able to convince Takeomi to rest a little bit, promising that he and Rindou will help with the search as long as the older man gets a few hours of sleep. Takeomi just nods, mumbling “Today is his birthday, Ran. Is his fucking birthday and he's out there alone.” while Ran drags him softly, a concerned look plastered in those violet eyes.

Kakucho hates it, hates having to see all this sorrow around him (again). He doesn't lament the loss of Mikey and Sanzu, he's incapable of doing it. Grief took his heart for hostage a long time ago, there is nothing more for him to mourn.

More than anything, Kakucho hates himself, because he's jealous of Sanzu. He knows he shouldn't, but he hates that the pinkette man was right about him. He envies Sanzu, who had the privilege of dying with Mikey, of dying with his king.

Kakucho hates the Mad Dog even more right now. But he's aware that once this hate fades away, he would feel empty again. So he clings onto this feeling, he needs this rage as a motor to keep moving.

It doesn't matter if this energy is fulled with rage, he needs it. He can't fail his friends, what's left of his family. Kakucho has to keep living even if he can't remember how being alive felt anymore. Even if he's more dead inside every day.

So, over and over... Kakucho would keep living.

The rain keeps pouring down without truce, Haruchiyo shrinks inside the leather jacket that was always too big for him. Now the only thing that makes him feel protected from that annoying rain (from the world). To be honest, he isn't completely aware how he managed to recover it from his penthouse, but it seemed important in that moment.

The jacket and the old picture that he's still clutching in his pocket, the only two things he cared enough to take. He doesn't even need to look at it to see the four happy smiles stained with watermelon juice. Two pink haired kids that could be confused by twins, one with a shy smile, the other with a cheerful one, happy to be included with his brother friends. Next, a fierce smile showing two small fangs, already a force of nature at his young age. In the middle, a blond kid with the most radiant smile Haruchiyo ever saw, capable of making everything shine just with his presence. Full of life, of dreams. Full of potential. Brighter than the sun, a true leader.

But that was a long time ago and, once again, Sanzu is the only one who remembers. The man staggering in the rain is now the only survivor from that photo. Only him, alone in this fuck up world where nothing and no one matters anymore. Not without Mikey. Even Bonten can burn from what he cares.

He keeps walking (it feels more like floating for him, floating in a cloud of pain and numbness at the same time). Until he finally reaches his destination, an abandoned bowling alley. Sanzu enters in some kind of trance, not sure if he's dissociating or too intoxicated. He doesn't care.

He sits down exactly in the same place his king sat down. How many days had passed since that moment? One? Two? Ages. It certainly feels like ages for him. Haruchiyo hugs himself, trying to make space for his legs inside the big comforting jacket. Completely curled up. And he cries, he cries like he hasn't allowed himself to do so in the last ten years.

He's starting to sober up, he can feel it. Because the flashbacks are coming back. Shinichiro jumping from that bridge. Mikey jumping from this exact building. Mikey falling from the stairs, that awful “clonk”. Mikey jumping again from this building.

Haruchiyo screams, holding his head with both hands, begging the images to stop, unable to continue reliving those memories. He needs everything to stop, to be quiet, his shattered mind can't take it anymore.

He takes out a small box from his pocket, looking at the content. Everything he needs is here, he knows how to do it, how to make sure he's not going to wake up from this trip. His stupid hands are shaking while he gets the syringe ready.

For some reason, he suddenly remembers Kakucho's words a few months ago. He hates it, he hates thinking in that fucker when he's about to die. But the other man was right, wasn't he? Mikey never cared about Sanzu, he spent years of his life trying to keep his king alive and it was all for nothing. Everything blew up in one night.

A manic laugh escapes between his whimpers. Of course is that, he's fucking jealous. Sanzu is fucking jealous because at least Kakucho got to held Izana's hand when he died, he got to comfort his king in his last moments. Sanzu didn't had that, Hanagaki was the one holding Mikey's hand. Always that cockroach, never him.

What did he expect anyway? Haruchiyo is just a failure. He never deserved to be the one making his king last moments less painful. Of course, he should had known. He failed everyone. He failed Shinichiro, unable to protect Mikey, to be the friend he promised he would be. He failed Mikey, watching him falling into the darkness, becoming the same empty shell he already saw in a past that never happened, and doing nothing about it.

Sanzu doesn't have anything left. He also killed his own chance of happiness a long time ago (he also failed his captain, didn't he?). The only thing left for him is to disappear, to follow his king. He's going with him, because he's being following Mikey for so long, that he doesn't see any other choice. He's going with him, because he doesn't deserve to keep living when he couldn't save Mikey.

But it's fine, the drug is already kicking in, his body feels more relaxed. Even his mind seems to be quiet, almost in peace. He looks at the old photo one last time, before drifting out of consciousness, looking for safety in the inner part of the leather, pretending it smells like cheesecake.

It's fine, because at the end of the day... Haruchiyo was just a failure.

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kisakis-boyfriend · 1 year

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You find the Haitani brothers wearing a skirt

Pairings: Rindou x reader, Ran x reader (separately)

Warnings: Male!reader, dom/top!reader, thigh riding + being called sir/daddy + overstimulation (for Rindou), anal + teasing + denial + overstimulation + oral (for Ran)

Genre/Format: Smut; Oneshots

Author's Note: Both of the bros are 20+. Anyways here's a little something for my current obsessions. Can you tell where I left this as a wip for a month? 😅

Please check my blog title to verify whether requests are closed or not! Thank you!

You and your boyfriend were having a little couple's sleepover. The two of you had spent all day watching movies, eating snacks, and cuddling together. It was getting late and you decided to hop in the shower before dinner. You certainly did not expect what you'd find when you returned and found your boyfriend on your bed...

No one would have ever guessed that he was shy when it came to anything sexual. His demeanor around everyone else gave off completely different vibes, but you knew otherwise. That's why it was quite a surprise seeing Rindou wearing a pretty black and light blue plaid skirt, humping one of your pillows, wearing one of your hoodies, and panting like a bitch in heat

Clearly he'd been doing this the whole time you were showering. He was visibly trembling. Hips rutting into the pillow and staining it with precum. He was so into it that he didn't even notice you until you spoke

“If you needed me that badly you could've said something before I took a shower” you smiled, stepping further into the room

“Y-y/n?!” he gasped. “I'm s-sorry...aah...pl-lease help me out?” he managed between moans. A look of shame and humiliation from being caught evident in his eyes

“Of course, baby. But only because you asked so nicely” you said, taking a seat in the chair in the corner of your room. “C'mere”

Rindou hesitantly stood up and walked across the room. He stood in front of you fidgeting with his sleeves, unsure of exactly what you had planned.

“Sit.” you said while patting your thigh. Rindou hesitated a moment before straddling your thigh and grabbing your shoulders for stability. The tiny bit of friction caused his breath to hitch. “Now just keep doing what you were doing when I walked in.” you instructed, placing your hands on his hips

“Ah–” The blush on his cheeks only deepened from your command. “Yes, s-sir.” He slowly began humping your thigh, letting out quiet moans and breaths. “Mm...feels really good...” he whispered

You grabbed his chin with one hand and pulled him in for a kiss... which quickly turned into a sloppy makeout session. Rindou moaned as you explored his mouth, tangling his hands in your hair. After several minutes, you finally broke apart leaving a string of saliva still connecting you to each other. Then you began trailing your kisses down to his neck. His pace quickened with every kiss and mark you left on his sensitive skin. “Such a good boy for me” you cooed, sucking another hickey onto Rindou's neck. Further claiming him as yours.

“Ah...mmm...y/n...” Rindou panted. Heat pooling in his gut as he grew closer to his climax

“Go ahead, baby” you said with your face still pressed against his neck. “Let it all out for me”

With your sweet words still ringing in his ears, Rindou's thrusts became uneven and desperate until he finally released all over his skirt and your thigh. “Hah...ffuck that felt...hah aah...so good”

Barely a minute passed before you were gripping his hips and making him hump you again. “Nngh?! B-baby, wait I- aah~ ” Rindou pleaded with you, but you silenced him by grabbing a fistful of hair and pulling his head back

“You wanted me to help you, didn't you, darling?” You taunted, keeping up the relentless pace. “I'm just making sure that you're completely satisfied. After all...” You leaned in close to his ear and whispered “I'd hate to change another pillowcase later because you got desperately horny again”

Rindou whimpered, giving in to the overstimulation. It hurt a bit but, god did the pleasure make up for that. Everything felt so hot. Sweat made the hoodie cling to his back but he couldn't care about something like that right now. The feeling of his wet cock sliding against your thigh, the sticky coated fabric of his skirt rubbing against the head, and you making him move against you despite his body's need to rest.... It was all too much

Rindou's hips moved on their own as he chased his second release. His hands clung to whatever part of you that they could reach as his moans grew louder

“Ah! Daddy~ Aaah~” His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he twitched and spasmed in your lap, cumming all over your thigh again

You let him collapse onto your chest as you helped him down from his high. Cooing words of praise into his ear and rubbing circles on his back

“Now it's your turn for a bath” you teased. Rindou let out a small laugh, still a bit light-headed

“Whew, that felt nice after a lazy day of being covered in snack crumbs” you said, still drying your hair with a towel. “Mr. Throws his popcorn at his boyfr-”

“Mmm~ Done already, babe?” Ran said so casually, as if he wasn't fingering himself. On your bed. In a black skirt. When did he even buy that?

It took a minute for you to process what you'd even walked in on. It only took a second to realize that your dick was already hard and that the blood had already rushed to your cheeks

“Uh, yeah” cough “Got bored waiting, huh?” You tried playing it cool

“Mhmm. Since you, mmph~, clearly enjoy the view...” He paused to spread his legs further, hoping that it would entice you. “Why don't you come over here? Get some hands-on action”

All restraint flew out of the window as you quickly made your way over to your boyfriend. You wasted no time crashing your lips onto his while your hands squeezed his thighs. Ran let out breathy moans every time your lips parted, his hands instinctually tangling in your hair. You easily slipped two fingers into him, thanks to his previous actions

“Mm yeah~” He moaned, arching his back. You began scissoring your fingers, making sure he'd be nice and stretched out for you

You curled your fingers and hit juuust the right spot and Ran let out the sluttiest moan, biting his bottom lip and looking up at you as you smirked

“More... Please, baby...” He begged. “I need it~”

Before he could say another word you were already reaching for the lube you keep in the nightstand. Deliberately teasing him by slowly pulling out your cock and letting it rest on his stomach before you lubed yourself up. The sight of his skirt flipped up made you even harder

“Fuuuck...” Ran whined. The feeling of your already hard dick on his skin made the blood rush to the surface of his skin. Causing his cheeks, the tips of his ears, and his shoulders to redden. He watched you take your time, wishing you'd just put it in already. He feels empty just thinking about it...

“Ready?” You positioned your dick right at his entrance

“Mhm” Ran nodded

You slid into him slowly. Torturously slow. Too slow

“C'mon, baby, don't tease me like this” He pouted

“You think this is teasing?” Oh, you just had a wonderful idea! “I'll show you what real teasing feels like.” You finally bottomed out inside of him. Giving him a second to adjust to your full size before slowly pulling almost all the way back out, only to slooowly slide back in. You kept your pace nice and steady, holding Ran's hips still to prevent him from getting what he wanted

“Shit... ah... You're so mean” Ran breathed out, hands gripping the sheets by his head. He wanted more, needed more so fucking badly

You graciously increased your pace, though it still wasn't enough for him. He rolled his hips with the rhythm of your thrusts, hoping to gain some friction. Anything to alleviate the tightening in his core. Fuck, he was close already. Just keep moving and...

“Wait, w-why did you stop?” Ran cried. His hips chasing yours, silently begging for you to continue

You only smiled deviously in response. Cupping Ran's face as he nuzzled into your palm. You wanted to break him, just a little bit. Just enough to hear him beg for you like his life depended on it. Enough to see him so desperate for your cock that he'd do anything

Without saying another word you shoved your dick all the way back in, relishing in Ran's pretty cries as you began pounding him. Him throwing his head back onto the pillows, growing close once more. Don't stop this time. Please just- Right there, keep going...

You pulled out completely. “N-no...fuck... Why did-” He cried breathlessly. Frustrated with your continued denial

You grabbed his dick, the head leaking precum all over his stomach and soaking his skirt, and started gliding your hand up and down the shaft. Ran's back arched again, pitiful cries leaving his mouth as he grabbed your arm. The sudden, intense friction making his head feel fuzzy.

You made eye contact just as your thumb ran across his slit and Ran whimpered. It was way too hot in here... He begged you to keep moving your hand. “Hah... Don't stop. Don't stop, baby... G-gonna-”

With one last schlick sound you removed your hand from his dick. His body twitched, once again denied the pleasure of release. Tears pooled in the corners of Ran's eyes. Fuck, he was really cute right now.

You leaned down to press a gentle kiss to his lips. “Ask nicely for me?” You prompted

“Please... I need you” He said, practically giving you puppy eyes. Good boy

You lined yourself back up and pushed in once more. Quickening your pace and jerking him off at the same time. Ran wrapped his arms around your neck, pulling you close as he looked at you, silently asking for permission

“Cum”

That was all he needed to hear. His grip on your hair tightening as he came all over his own chest. The pleasure from being edged damn near knocked the wind out of him. Stars clouded his vision, hips still involuntarily humping into your hand and grinding against your cock

You allowed him a minute to catch his breath. Thanking whatever gods may be out there that this gorgeous boy was all yours

You pulled out, the empty feeling making him whine. He was so adorable

Then you leaned down and took as much of him into your mouth as you could fit. Pinning his hips in place so that he couldn't move away

“Hnngh?! Y/n?!” Ran squealed. “Wait, I just- Ah!”

Ran screamed while you bobbed your head up and down. Sucking him off with fervor. He wrapped his thighs around your head instinctually, squeezing hard. He tried fucking up into your mouth and you let go of his hips, allowing him to practically facefuck you

Composure be damned. You wanted to make him cum again no matter what it took and Ran wanted to cum again, despite the pain from being overstimulated

You hummed and the vibrations on his dick finally pushed him over the edge. Ran wailed as he came down your throat, your warm, wet mouth milking every last bit out. You released his dick with a wet pop sound, licking your lips clean of his cum

He went limp, collapsing from exhaustion. Panting and barely able to keep his eyes open anymore. There was one small problem, however. You hadn't come yet and your dick has been rock hard this entire time

You gently pulled Ran up and into your lap, letting him lean against your chest and bury his face in the crook of your neck. You lifted him a bit and bottomed out once more, groaning at how wet his hole felt around you

“Oh god... aah” Was all he could manage to get out. Too tired to move, all Ran could do was hold onto your arms and softly moan as you pounded into him again, chasing your own release

You kept your arms wrapped around him, supporting his back so that he wouldn't fall backwards. Fucking into his hole desperately. You felt the heat pool in your core, speeding up your thrusts until you finally spilled inside of him

Ran's tired moans mixed with yours and you kissed his shoulder as you humped into him. Fucking your cum deeper into him

You gently lay him down onto your bed, pulling out and watching some of your cum drip out and onto the sheets. Ran passed out immediately

You grabbed a warm, wet towel from the bathroom and cleaned the both of you up. Kissing his forehead before joining him for a nap

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Hindsight - Haitani Ran x Reader Oneshot

Title: Hindsight Rating: Mature Fandom: Tokyo Revengers Pairing: Haitani Ran x Undescribed!Female Reader (side of Takeomi x reader's sister) Warnings: Dark!Fic. Dubcon in terms of forced relationships. Obsession. Swearing. Mention of illegal activities and threats. Mention of proposals and pregnancy. Being used as collateral. Unbeta'd. Word count: ~2400 Summary: You were always going to end up here. She was never going to be allowed to leave and you were just lucky that he saw you as more than just collateral. Based on the prompt: "It doesn't matter what you think. You're mine. You always have been."

Notes: I wrote this all last night. Once I started, I couldn't stop. The idea of being used as collateral for someone else, especially to keep them in a relationship, has been in my mind for a while and I wanted to write a oneshot for Ran. So put them together and this is how it turned out. It's a bit sad when you actually think about it...so be warned.

Find a longer smut-filled rewrite here!

Heed the warnings!

You can’t help but wonder if your sister looks at the events that have led you both here and regrets it. After all, the only reason you ended up here was because of her. You were the good one. You were trying to do things right but it didn’t matter. She was your sister and no matter where she went, you ended up following.

An arm lands on your shoulders, pulling you in against a chest. You feel his lips press against your hair. “Not hiding from me, are you?”

You force yourself to try to relax, even as you wrap your arms around your waist. You’re not used to the dress you’re wearing and despite the warmth of him, you’re still cold. “Just getting some air,” you finally say.

“Come. Takeomi’s here.”

You look at him at that. With Takeomi came your sister. How long has it been since you’ve seen each other? She tried to escape the last time, tried to plan a distraction to get you far away from Bonten as possible. It didn’t work. You don’t know what happened except that her punishment was more severe than yours. The two of you had been barred from seeing each other for weeks.

“See? I can be nice,” he says, turning you back and leading you into the building.

“I know.” You say it because that’s what he wants to hear.

The party is still going strong when you go inside. Thankfully it’s not one of the clubs he likes to drag you to. Instead, you’re playing arm candy as he charms some of the important people of Japan who are already neck-deep involved with Bonten. Most of them made that choice freely. It makes you a little sick if you think about it. Your gaze slides over the crowd until you see the one person you’re searching for.

“Can I go see her?” you ask.

He doesn’t say yes but he does wrap his arm around your waist and takes you toward them. When you get close, you can see her properly for the first time in months. She looks terrible but the only reason you can tell is because you know her so well. Her makeup is perfect and the dress fits her like a glove, but she’s a little thinner than she used to be and you can see how her eyes are less vibrant. Takeomi has an arm wrapped around her, his other hand holds a cigarette and drink. It looks casual and flirty but you know that it’s a chain. A sign of ownership as clear as the necklace you wear.

Takeomi had fallen for your sister when you were young, promised that he’d take care of her, of both of you, and then never let her go. As much as she tried to keep you a secret, you found yourself dragged in front of the Executives to officially meet them. Your sister couldn’t meet your eyes that night and Ran hadn’t left you alone since.

Your heart clenches at the way your sister looks to Takeomi for permission and you move forward before she can ask for permission. You couldn’t bear to hear it. Ran lets you out of his grasp and you hug her tightly. She clutches you back just as hard.

“You okay?” you ask softly.

“Yeah, you?”

“Yeah.”

You let go, stepping back into Ran’s embrace and leaning against him. A small price for the favour he’s granted you. He holds you as tightly as Takeomi holds her.

“Didn’t think you were coming,” Ran says, smiling at Takeomi. “Didn’t you say these things weren’t your scene?”

“Someone’s gotta keep you in line,” the other man answers. “Especially since your brother is otherwise…occupied.” He glances at you. “We have news for you too.”

“Me?” You blink and look between him and your sister. She straightens and smiles. It doesn’t look forced, reminding you of what she was like when they were first together. Before she found out how deeply involved he was. Before she was forced to introduce you to them all.

Your sister reaches out and touches your hand. “Not here. We’ll plan something soon, okay? Get together just the…four of us. Then we can talk, okay?”

“Okay,” you agree. There’s no new ring on her finger so it can’t be that. Besides, you’re the only one left in the family and Takeomi seems old-fashioned enough to ask for the family’s blessing before he proposes. You hope. Not that saying no would make any difference.

“Come on, darling,” Ran says, pulling you away. “Let’s continue our rounds.”

When you get home, you’re exhausted. Your heart aches. Mingling with people who praise Bonten, as if they don’t know half the shit these men have their hands in, wears you down. It’s partly why you hate going to them. The other half is having to play up being Ran’s loving partner. At least at home, you don’t have to pretend.

You go through the motions, placing your heels in your shoe closet, removing your jewelry and attempting to undo the zipper on your dress before giving in and searching for him. Ran is in the bathroom, already running the bath and undressing himself. His eyes meet yours in the mirror and despite knowing why you’ve come to him, he waits until you ask.

“Can you get my zipper? Please?”

His reflection smirks before he moves behind you. You grab your hair, pulling it out of the way. His fingers brush along the collar before he holds one edge and slowly pulls down the zipper. Fingers trail softly along your spine before he leans down and kisses your neck. “You were so good tonight,” he murmurs. “So beautiful. You know how many of those men wanted to take you home? To fuck you?”

“No,” you say softly. His words are nothing new. He loves being the center of attention and having other people’s jealousy just adds to it. That’s why he dresses you in the most fashionable clothes he can buy. He thinks you’re sexy and wants everyone else to see it too.

“And only I get that honour.” He tilts your head back so he can kiss you. You lean into it, opening your mouth so he can deepen it like you know he wants. “Come on,” he says when he finally breaks it. “The water is just the way you like it.”

He helps you out of your clothes and motions you to the bath. It’s hot, but just as hot as Ran can stand. It’s not enough to burn him out of your skin. You sink into it, closing your eyes as you lean back. You can hear the soft sounds of Ran undressing, his clothes hitting the floor before he picks them up and folds them. The two of you are the same in that way, taking care of the things you have because you know what it means to not have any of them.

“You gonna give me some space?” he teases and you open your eyes, moving forward automatically. The water splashes as he moves in behind you. It takes some positioning before the two of you are comfortable, but the bathtub is large enough to fit both of you. He made sure of it once you told him how much you prefer them.

Ran moves you to lean back against him. You’re warm and comfortable and tired. His fingers follow maps against your skin that only he knows. You close your eyes and try to relax, but your mind replays the image of your sister.

He kisses your neck. “What are you thinking about?”

“My sister. Just wondering what they want to talk about.”

“Maybe they’ll get married.”

You try to look at him. “You think so?”

“That or he finally knocked her up.”

You freeze. A child would be permanent. You know your sister. There’d be no leaving with that. Not that either of you were ever getting away from these men. They had a chokehold on both of you.

“You like that idea?” He murmurs against your skin. “Want one of our own?”

“I–” you swallow tightly. “I don’t know. I never thought of kids.” It’s a lie. You don’t want one. You don’t want his. “Have you?”

His hand moves to splay his fingers across your stomach. “You’d look fucking hot pregnant.” It’s not an answer. “But then, you’ve always looked hot.”

You lean back against him. “You think we’re going to be together forever?” you ask softly.

“Yes,” he answers with complete self-assuredness. He stills though when you don’t answer. “What? You don’t agree?” There’s a tension in his tone that warns you.

“I don’t know. I haven’t really thought about it.”

“It doesn’t matter what you think. You’re mine. You always have been.” The words come so easily, like he doesn’t condemn you every time he says it.

“Always?” You can’t help but ask. You remember meeting the Executives and the way your sister whispered to you to stay quiet and not noticeable. She said to let her do the talking. She was going to introduce you and then you’d leave and she’d take you out to lunch in payment.

You already knew Takeomi from her dating him. You liked him well enough, he occasionally took both of you out and made his own younger sister join so you’d have someone near your age to talk to when your sister brought you over.

He introduced you to his coworkers. They weren’t that much older than you at the time, mid-twenties to your early twenties, but Ran flirted with you the moment your sister was distracted. You tried to keep your promise, to stay silent and uninteresting, but he flustered you and you both knew it. By the time you left, it was too late. Nothing your sister could do protected you from his interest.

“I knew you before we met,” he says. “Takeomi was always happy to go home to his long-term girlfriend and one day, he showed us pictures of some outing he took you both on when you were younger. Before Bonten was a thing. You were so cute,” he reaches up and pinches your cheek, laughing when you swat him away. “When he said your sister was thinking of leaving him, adamant to keep you out of it, well…we were all interested. I just got there first.”

You frown at that. It’s likely not the complete truth. He never tells you the complete truth, but there’s enough in it for you to decipher. Takeomi was the one who gave you up. Likely in an effort to control your sister, especially since she had admitted she was considering breaking things off. It was getting too dangerous. But once Ran had you in his sights, you got swept into their current and there was no escape for the two of you. There never would be.

“Let’s wash up and get to bed. Unless there’s an emergency, I don’t have to go in tomorrow. You get me all to yourself,” he teases.

“Just what I wanted.” If he hears the sarcasm in your voice, he ignores it. You reach for the soap and hand it back to him.

Despite all his flamboyance and desire for fame, the one thing you know you can appreciate about Ran is his desire to sleep. He keeps your bed as comfortable as possible, including the highest quality sheets he can find. It’s tempting to sink into it, but once you dry off, you sit on the edge of the bed and grab the lotion. Ran takes it from you and kneels. You watch as he rests one of your feet on his leg and lathers the cream on. He does it carefully, even though you can see the exhaustion in his eyes. He takes his time to make sure you're taken care of. It would be sweet if you had come into this relationship more naturally, if you didn’t know that there was always going to be the threat hanging above your head, waiting for the final wrong move you make.

“Come on,” he says when he’s done. “Let’s get some sleep.”

You’re not sure if it’s relief or regret that settles in your stomach. You expected his touch, wanted the escape of the pleasure he’d bring. He knew exactly how to make you crumble, how to make you beg for a release only he would provide. Ran liked to hold you on the brink until you swore that you were his, only his, and you’d never leave. You could forget everything when he touched you like that, especially the weight of the chain he held around your neck. It never seemed that bad when you were panting for breath, when you felt like he was breaking at your touch and the two of you were just lost in each other for that moment.

You crawl in next to him and he pulls you into him, curling around you so that he can hold you. Ran inhales softly, murmuring how good you smell before he buries his face in your neck. He seems to fall asleep instantly but you know from previous experience that the moment you try to get out of bed, he’ll wake up. He always does.

You can feel sleep pulling on you, dragging you down, but you still can’t help but think of your sister. How long will it be until you two can actually see each other again? Until you’re allowed to hang out the way you used to, without chaperones? If either of you had known this was your future, you know your sister would have never accepted that date with Takeomi just to keep you out of it. That was the problem when you got involved with gangs, after all. It was never just you. You get in deep enough and it takes everything you love with you. If only to hold it against you.

It was a shame you couldn’t see the future then, that you couldn’t go back in time to warn yourself and your sister about the men in your lives. Maybe it wouldn’t have mattered. Every path she’d take would have ended up here and you were always going to follow. You were always going to be lost in their promises, in his touch, in the reminder that you’ve always been his whether or not you’ve known.

You let yourself fall asleep in his arms, cradled between your regrets and the man who claims you.

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