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killsaki · 2 years

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old gold ☆ shinichiro won’t give you a chance ‘cause he doesn’t want you to waste your youth.. but he and his friends have never shared the same values.

takeomi akashi x female!reader x wakasa imaushi

3.7k words. | read on ao3. | minors dni.

cw/tw : spit roast, fingering, unprotected sex/creampie, exhibitionism (heard not seen), pet names, praise, light degradation, slight burn play, age gaps, reader wears a skirt, corruption kink.

“you look so pretty in an apron.”

shinichiro glares playfully at you out of the corner of his eyes, a smile creeping up on his face before he shakes his head.

“you know how they’ll talk to me if i burn this.”

you put on a fake pout, swinging your feet from where you’re sitting on the countertop watching as he finishes preparing dinner for the swarm of young men that were piled in the living room.

“it’s not like you’ve never burned anything before.”

he sucks his teeth at that, a small smile still lingering on his lips. you know you didn’t have much time left alone with him, that mikey would come around the corner looking for you with that chilling expression like he always does when you’ve snuck off to flirt it up with his big brother.

“and they don’t let me live it down until i cook for them agai—“

“shinichiro, let’s get married.” you cut him off and he just laughs. it’s like a broken record the way he brushes you off, treating you as if you have some school kid crush on him. like you’re not someone of legal drinking age with a fully developed brain. “i’m not a little girl.”

“i know you’re not.” he sighs through his nose, eyes leaving the stove top to look over at you and your feet still against the wooden cabinet door. “but you have so much time left to do whatever it is you want.”

“what i want to do is you.”

“you need to have fun.” he raises his eyebrows, he speaks the words softly but you know the intent behind them is firm. “you’re a beautiful girl, you’ve got the world in your palm. don’t let a relationship while you’re young tie you down.”

you want to open your mouth to answer but before you get the chance, you’re interrupted by the sound of mitsuya swinging himself around the corner. “smiley’s in here talkin’ shit about you not finishing the tournament.”

“i’m coming.” you quickly reply, hoping he’ll go away, but he doesn’t. you hop off the counter to follow after him, chewing at the inside of your cheek in frustration.

“two years.” you hear shinichiro speak from behind you and you spin on your heels. “in two years, if you’ve had all the fun you can handle and still want to get married, i’ll be here.”

there’s a smile on your face before you realize it’s there. “you’ll wait for me?”

“i don’t have anything else to do.” he shrugs and you don’t comment on how he doesn’t come off nearly as cool as he probably thought. “just workin’ at the shop.”

you nod, ignoring the calls of your name from the other room. “and cooking meals for us,” you add on, taking another step towards the living room before calling from behind the wall. “like what you’re burning right now.”

“shit—” you wish you could’ve seen his eyes go wide, and you nearly go back to fawn, until another call of your name rings off the walls and your already thin patience dissolves.

“i’m fucking coming!”

/ / /

“is it even unlocked?” you huff, irritated by the summer night’s heat as you walk in front of your two closest friends towards the all too familiar bike shop.

“should be, he said he’s hanging out with his old friends.” mikey answers.

“you should not be saying that.” draken laughs, and you know it’s meant as a shot at you.

“i only have a thing for shin’, not all old men.” you tsk.

“didn’t you tell inupi that he didn’t meet your age requirement?” draken teases but mikey is far from amused.

“my brother is not old, you—“ the shorter one starts.

“oh, it’s open.” you cut him off as you swing the door and to avoid his annoyed expression you rush inside. “shin’!” you sing, practically skipping through the bike shop looking for the man in question.

“slow down!” draken chides from behind you, muttering something about you knocking something over.

“why do you get to be the first one to say hi? he’s my brother.” mikey adds on and all you can do is laugh as you enter the hallway to the office near the back where the light shines under the door.

“‘cause he likes my face better than yours,” you swing the door open, sticking your tongue out at mikey. “obviously.”

it takes you a full minute to process who it is in front of you when you finally look and once you do, your jaw all but drops. through all the time you’ve spent as mikey’s friend, all the years you’ve followed shinichiro around, you’ve only caught glances of the old higher ups from the first generation of the black dragons. and aren’t they a sight to see.

shinichiro pulls you from whatever thoughts were forming as you eyed the other older men with a greeting.

“mikey messed up something on his bike.” you blurt, biting your lip to keep anything else from leaving your mouth. you point with your thumb towards the boys who have come to stand behind you, only to have the one you named slap it down.

“she did it, not me.”

you scoff at his lie, elbowing him to earn a nudge that sends you stumbling forward.

“i’ll look at it.” shinichiro pushes himself from where he’d been leaning against the desk, looking over to his white haired friend. “benkei, come pull the garage open?”

you watch him cross the room with hearts in your eyes, leaning into the door so your shoulder is pressed flat against it. you catch sight of his silver chain glinting in the low light, his black shirt only making it more prominent. you start to back out of his way alongside mikey, but the blonde doesn’t allow you to pass the door frame.

“you’re not gonna talk about how hot my brother is the whole time,” he pushes you back in the room, turning away and telling you from down the hall to, ‘go sit down.’

“my friends don’t bite.” shin’ smiles a promise and it comforts you slightly, especially when you catch his scent as he passes by—but not enough to turn around and face them. not until the door closes in your face and you can feel the burn of stares on your back.

“we really don’t bite,” is spoken from the couch following the sound of a lighter flickering.

“okay,” is all you manage back, awkwardly. you avoid looking at them in favor of staring at the spot where shinichiro had been leaning as you approach it.

“you shin’s girl?” makes you giggle as you hop up on the cold wood, thankful for the contrast to the warmth of your skin. but you still bite your lips, looking up at them as you debate how to reply.

maybe the whole first generation of black dragons were attractive, you think. surely draken couldn’t have been right about you just having a thing for older men. your eyes drag from the long-haired man with the prettiest eyes you’ve ever seen to the more rugged one with a unique dye job of his own. you surely knew their names… somewhere in your mind.

“nah,” is what you settle on, shrugging. “not yet.”

the longer haired one says your name like something about your response made something click for him. “he said somethin’ about you before.”

you nod slowly, curiosity suddenly eating at you but like always, you’re interrupted before you can pry.

“been havin’ fun?” the one you’re starting to realise is akashi asks another question, and you only shake your head. maybe shinichiro told them about your deal. they were some of his oldest friends, it wouldn’t be too much of a stretch to believe. “you smoke?”

“oh no, not tobacco.” you shake your head, wrinkling your nose at the memory of how it’d tasted when you’d taken a hit from hanma shuji’s cigar months back.

“c’mon,” he calls you to the couch with a wave of his hand, watching intently as you hesitate, looking towards the closed door. shinichiro wouldn’t leave you with them if they would hurt you. slowly, you make your way to stand in front of him. he leans his head against his shoulder to blow the smoke away from your face when you stop, giving you a view of his defined jaw and that scar running down his cheek.

“one hit won’t hurt.” he looks back at you and holds the cigarette up for you to grab. with shaking fingers, you take it from his fingers. you can practically taste the smoke off of his scent alone. he reeks like a chainsmoker but somehow it’s not enough to make you repulsed.

“you’re such a pretty lil’ thing,” he mutters, leaning forward and reaching out with rough fingers to skim up the side of your thigh as you take a short drag. “it’d be a shame not to show you a good time while we got ya.” your face burns at the touch, and whatever expression you make from the unexpected words mixed with the sting of nicotine hitting your chest makes him chuckle. “that’s if you can handle it.”

you cough out the smoke, quickly moving the cigarette away from where it pollutes your air. “i can handle a lot,” you say coolly, grimacing at the aftertaste. “cigarette smoke just isn’t on that list.”

he chuckles and reaches to grab the cigarette from your hold. or so you thought, his hand instead wraps around your wrist, pulling you down gently to straddle his lap.

despite his gentle guiding, you manage to be clumsy enough that ashes are dropped on the top of your thigh— the burning cherry falling with it making you suck in a sharp breath, hand twisting into his shirt and eyes fluttering shut all the same. he hums and apologizes under his breath, adjusting you on his thighs as he reaches around you to the coffee table for his lighter— his chest pressing up against yours and free arm wrapping around the small of your back to secure you in the process.

“‘ll be more careful with ya, promise.” his stubble brushes against your neck as he leans back against the cushions, fingers fumbling against the plastic and the other trying to be delicate not to break the paper. you’re not sure where the confidence comes from, but you grab the lighter from his hold and flicker the flame for him, not once breaking eye contact as he places the butt back between his lips and leans in to catch the fire. your hand falls after the flame dies, watching him take a drag as your own breath gets caught in your throat when his free hand starts to dance up the side of your body.

once he finishes inhaling, he licks his lips and you feel something heat in the pit of your stomach at the sight—shinichiro wants you to experience being young and wild, surely he wouldn’t be mad if it was with his friends. smoke is blown across your face and before you have a moment to react, the hand at your side wraps around your jaw and holds it, but doesn’t pull you forward—you move on your own.

you press your lips into his and the taste of his tongue makes you whine before you adjust to it, your hands moving from where they’d fallen limp to wrap around his neck. the hold on your face disappears and then you feel the same rough palm gliding under your skirt, squeezing at the soft give of your ass. his mouth moves from your own, down to your neck where you shiver at the way he seems to find all your most sensitive spots with ease, sucking and licking at them. you’re so lost in the feeling that you don’t even notice when he moves his hand again, not until his thumb is pressing at your clit through your panties making you let out a soft whisper of a curse and you’re bucking your hips into his touch.

so caught up in how akashi consumes your senses, it takes far too long to recognize the other man’s hand— the man you’d completely forgot was still lingering in the room—is tugging at the end of your skirt.

“c’mere.” imaushi speaks low, his gaze dragging from your chest back up to your eyes before trying again to beckon you over with a nod of his head and even as akashi pulls from where he’d likely been putting marks into your skin, you hesitate. “it’ll be fun.” he finally convinces you and with akashi’s help, you’re crawling off his lap only to realize with a flushed face that you’re now stuck between them on your hands and knees.

the long-haired man’s hands are much softer in comparison to those trailing along the backside of your thighs. imaushi wraps his hand under your jaw the same way akashi had done, and you realize that he also waits for you to close the gap between the two of you on your own. low eyes glancing between yours and your likely swollen lips until you reach to connect with his.

his lips are softer than akashi’s, you note, his tongue sweeter. he moans lightly as you suck on the muscle, his grasp loosening in favor of wrapping around the back of your neck to pull you in closer. behind you, akashi thumbs over your slit, pressing the wet fabric deeper into your folds with each pass. you’re sure you make a noise when he starts to circle at your clit, one that imaushi mimics tauntingly before he pulls your shirt up, using the hand not pinning you to him to slide under your bra and tweak at your nipples.

one of akashi’s hands work your underwear to the side, a low “shit, baby” falls from his mouth and he mimics his same movements, teasing your clit and entrance until you’re making an even bigger mess for him, the sound of him gliding through your slit obvious in the otherwise quiet room. the need to have them do something— anything else becomes overbearing.

“stop teasing,” nearly comes out as a whisper when you pull from the kiss. but you know they both hear you because imaushi looks past you to where his friend is sitting and they both laugh shortly at your expense.

“not teasin’, pretty.” the man infront of you turns his hold so his thumb is under the side of your jaw, the rest of his fingers wrapper around your throat. “we don’t rush things like the little boys you run ‘round with.”

and as to prove his point, akashi pushes a single finger into you, taking his time to press it against your softest wall that he didn’t have to guess to find. if not for it being held up, you’re sure your jaw would drop as the high whine vibrates through your throat. another is added and you’ve lost a sense of where you are, your eyes roll back and you’re pushing your hips to try and force his pace but the hand that you know is holding his still lit cigarette grabs the fat of your ass, holding you in place for him to fuck his fingers into you how he sees fit.

you can hear the sound of imaushi undoing his pants below you but you don’t register why until he brings his mouth to your ear. “spit on it for me, princess.”

obediently, you do, moving with shaking arms to pucker your lips and drop spit onto the head of his cock. when akashi adds the third finger, your arms completely give out and imaushi’s hold isn’t as strong as you’d thought because you fall right onto his lap. you can’t complain, not with the pleasure coiling in your stomach, added with the sight of him pumping his length with your spit coating him.

“how you feelin’, lil’ baby?” the words float from the other end of the couch.

“s’good, ‘kashi, fuck.” he curls his fingers and pushes them deeper than before on your last word making you squeal.

“takeomi,” he huffs and you feel the weight by your feet shift. you’re sure you’d be able to pick up the sound of him unzipping his own pants but imaushi’s hand distracts you with a guiding push towards his now fully hard cock.

you’re granted the sight of his lean abdomen when he slides his own shirt up away from where his dick rests against it. “‘nd call me waka, yeah?”

you mumble out an, “‘kay, waka,” but it’s swallowed by the gasp you make when akashi presses the thick head of himself against your entrance. “‘omi, ‘omi fuck—“ he’s easily bigger than anyone you’ve taken, in girth at least.

“s’wet.” he sucks in a breath as he pushes in slowly, holding your skirt out of his way as he pulls back after every inch he sinks in to ease himself into you. “this for us old men, little thing?”

you moan a sweet ‘mhm’ though your face burns in embarrassment. you force yourself onto your forearms and wrap your lips around imaushi’s cock, the taste of salt diminishing the thought. later you’d think about how pretty his dick was, from the pink of the tip to the veins running along the shaft— veins that you now tongue at while you take more into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks and moaning around him when akashi pushes even more of his thick cock into you and you’re starting to wish you would’ve taken the extra prep he’d been trying to do.

“what a mouth.” is grunted from above you and you wouldn’t believe the deepness in his tone if you weren’t hearing it for yourself. akashi chuckles shortly from where he’s kneeled when he feels you clench around him at what one can hardly call praise.

it’s when he finally bottoms out that his ashes fall on your skin once again, this time on your ass and you choke around the tip hitting your throat when the cherry burns you yet again, making you jump from where your hips were pressed to his.

“dirty girl.” akashi shakes his head knowingly at the way you tighten around him again. “‘nd i was so worried ‘bout hurtin’ you.”

“she like that?” imaushi asks with the most amusement you’ve heard from him tonight, which is still closer to none. but you don’t hear if he gets an answer because akashi winds his hips back and starts fucking into you— the pace isn’t brutal, but is far faster than the one he’d used while fingering you.

you try to bob your head but it’s no use when you’re forced down onto imaushi with each push of the clothed thighs behind you until you can’t breathe anymore and you have to pop off of him. your head falls back on his thigh and your nails come to dig into the fabric of his dark jeans.

“you’re good,” imaushi coo’s, grabbing your hand from his lap and using it to jerk himself off as your eyes flutter. “just be good ‘nd feel good for us.”

it’s all too much, the ecstasy they give you that you’ve never even brought yourself to, how they’re fucking you out farther than you’ve ever been, all while still treating you like glass. it makes your head spin, tears welling in your eyes as the knot in your stomach winds so tight it’s starting to fray.

“‘m close, s’close—fuck, fuck—“ you try to reach beneath you with your free hand, but akashi bats it away.

“c’mon baby, don’t insult me like that.” one of his rough hands reaches around your hip, pinching and rolling your clit between his fingers and sends you tumbling over the edge.

all you see is white as the hot static flows through your limbs, the curses escaping both the older men lost over the sound of your own broken moans. their names mix together, whined softly like a prayer repeated again and again as akashi fucks you through your high, groaning as his grip tightens into your plush skin at the way your pussy pulses around him.

“feel so damn good,” his own voice sounds worn and you let out a whimper. “‘gonna take it for me?”

you only have a clue at what he could mean but you nod and babble out ‘yes’ and ’please’ before you truly give it any thought. his speed picks up, but somehow still as gentle as he shove his cock so deep its painful and paints your walls white. it sends your eyes rolling back again just from the sensation.

“shiiiit— put your tongue out f’me, princess.”

it’s a heart racing sight to see how imaushi stares at you with parted lips, chest heaving as he throbs in your palm. you loll your tongue out just as he asked and he nearly instantly shoots his load on it with a silent moan, one that only becomes audible when you lick at his slit before swallowing what coats your tongue.

you’re floating as you’re straightened up by sturdy hands, a different set of hands massage soothingly at your thigh when you’re back upright.

“keep tryin’ with shin’.” akashi scoots to closer, letting you fall and lean into his side, one heavy arm resting along the back of the couch as the other put his nearly gone cigarette back between his lips. “he’s bound to give in.”

“”nd if not, just put it on him.” imuashi squeezes the fat of your thigh as he adds on. “he won’t be able to say no.”

all you can do is smile dumbly and nod. you’re so close to drifting off after such an orgasm and the way they speak so lowly from either side of you nearly lulls you to sleep. the only other thing you can remember before you fall into unconsciousness is the music playing from inside the shop— you wonder how long it’s be on, and why it’s so loud.

you miss shinichiro who finally comes back into the room after keeping everyone out of the hallway after he’d caught sound of your moans. miss the small rise of the corner of his mouth when he sees you all tuckered out and disheveled, the way you snuggle into akashi’s chest and push your leg into imaushi’s hand when he stops massaging at it for even a second.

“she have fun?” he asks his friends as he passes behind where you’re sat, palm falling to rub the top of your head.

“‘course she did,” imaushi answers.

“don’t get stingy when you finally put a ring on it.” akashi blows his smoke opposite of you. “even married women should have fun.”

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seijorhi · 2 years

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SHIVER

Inui Seishu x female reader

a Valentine's Day Collab

tw: drugging, yandere & dubcon themes, infidelity

“I feel like I’m losing him, Inupi,” idly you swirl the glass of red he’d poured for you. “And I… I don’t know what I’m supposed to–” for a split second, you glance up – meet his eyes and sheepishness takes over. Your mouth closes, and Inui gets the sense that if he reached over to brush that stray lock of hair back from your cheek, he’d find them burning.

The corners of his lips twitch. Adorable.

“Sorry, sorry! I know I should just shut up about it. It’s Valentine's Day and I’ve barged in here all miserable and sad– oh god, you probably have plans tonight, or a date or something, right? Of course you do, it’s Valentine’s, and you’re you and…”

You’re rambling again. Partially because that’s what you do when you’re all worked up, but the alcohol’s undoubtedly playing its part. If he let you, you’d keep going ‘til you ran out of steam or embarrassment got the better of you.

Feeling magnanimous, Inui decides to take pity on you, raising a hand to stop you in your tracks. “I don’t have a date,” he tells you with a small laugh. “And stop apologising. You’re– you’re one of my best friends. You’re upset. Nowhere else I’d wanna be.”

You smile at that. Sad and a little heartbroken, but a smile that makes his heart thud, and when you reach a hand out for him to take, Inui doesn’t hesitate for a second.

He lets you tug him closer, lay your head against his shoulder between mouthfuls of wine. “I don’t know what to do,” you mumble.

The truth of the matter is that you lost Koko a while ago. You both did. The only difference is that Inui accepted that while you’re still with him, trying.

Koko can’t have everything. He made a choice; he chose Izana, and then he chose Mikey.

You stuck by his side.

Even after bailing on your date night – on Valentine’s Day, with you all dressed up, pretty and fucking perfect – all but pushing you into Inui’s arms, you’re still trying to cling to the tattered remnants of a relationship that won’t ever make you happy.

Not like he’d make you happy.

He wonders how long you sat there, waiting.

“I don’t know what to do.”

Kokonoi loves you. He might do a shitty fucking job of it, but he does, Inui knows that for a fact. And if he were a good friend to either one of you, he’d find a way to reassure you of it.

Inui’s hand, having drifted to your shoulder, squeezes it once, and he smiles, “You’re almost out,” he nods at your nearly empty glass. “Let me top you up.” He rises then, ignoring your half-hearted protests to take your glass with him back into the kitchen.

No, he’s perfectly aware that Koko loves you, that’s the problem, see?

In an hour or so, whenever he’s done with whatever bullshit Mikey’s got him dealing with, Koko’s gonna come back to the apartment you two share and find his girlfriend’s gone AWOL.

Then’ll come the concerned text messages, the phone calls – and even if you ignore those (which you won’t), Koko’s not an idiot. He’ll realise one way or the other that you’ve come here, because who else would you turn to for comfort if not Inupi?

That’s the way it’s always been. You, him and Koko, all tangled up in the same unforgiving web.

He grabs the bottle of red, unscrews the cap and pours you a full glass.

Koko’s not stupid. He’s not blind.

You, though… he doubts it’s ever crossed your mind. You’re loyal. Sweet. Entirely too naive, but that’s not completely your fault. How can it be, when keeping you in the dark – protecting you from those nasty, uncomfortable truths – is the only thing he and Koko still agree on?

And Inupi’s played his role without complaint for years now. He’s been a good friend to you both and stayed in his lane.

He eyes the round, white pill in his fingers. He should feel guilty, right? There’s supposed to be a little voice in his head that tells him this is wrong, that he shouldn’t want to do this.

He waits for it to come, and waits and waits.

…Nothing happens.

Dropping that little white pill into your glass, Inui watches impassively as it fizzes and bubbles until there’s nothing left. No hint or trace. Tasteless.

“…Inui?” you call out. “You alright?”

“Yeah, I’m coming.”

It’s Valentine’s Day, and for once – he just wants you to stay.

#yandere tokrev #yandere tokyo revengers #yandere inui #yandere inui seishu #yandere inui seishu x reader #yandere inupi #yandere inui x reader #valenshivers #is the tag we're going with apparently ghfjdkjghvfjds #collab

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nebulous-library · 1 year

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Better Together

Series: Tokyo Revengers Pairing: Hajime Kokonoi x Reader x Seishu Inui Word count: 5.4k Genre/ContentTags: Not Safe For Worms - threesome, group sex, petname of choice is princess, afab female reader, she/her pronouns used, finger sucking, deepthroating, throat fucking, vaginal fingering, cunnilingus, pussy eating, oral sex, spit roasting, nipple play, tiddy smacking, spit roasting kind of, cum eating, like multiple instances of it, all on koko’s part, no fisting but we do get up to 4 fingies here, double handjob, just bros being homies stroking each other’s dicks at the same time, double penetration (same hole), creampie, multiple creampies actually, fluff near the end, lots of hints at poly dynamics

[Read on AO3]

**MINORS DNI || 18+ ONLY**

Summary: Just another typical evening for anyone romantically or sexually involved with Hajime Kokonoi and/or Seishu Inui.

In the final timeline, you and Koko are in an established relationship. You both also happen to have it bad for Inupi. How many times do you have to call him over after work for him to take the hint?

A/N: Welp. Here's the fic I've been sitting on since May. I bit the bullet and edited it myself. As much as I've gone back and forth with myself on this one, I am quite proud of it, but maybe that's just because so many of my biggest kinks are in here.

Bone Apple Teeth, my friends. I hope it was worth the wait.

The nights when your boyfriend wasn’t stuck at the office late were always your favorites. It meant extra time to spend alone together – or with friends.

Koko and Inupi had been practically inseparable since childhood, something that made itself well evident when they were in a room together. But ever since you and Koko had gotten romantically involved, Inupi would be more reserved, unless placed in the right situation.

At first it had started as a one-time thing. Inupi had managed to drag the two of you out to the motor shop before a TK&KO event so he could show off his latest restoration. You had to admit, it was indeed a sick-looking bike, and how could you turn him down when he offered a ride?

Koko thought you were insane for getting on that thing with Inupi, especially in the gown he’d gotten for you to wear tonight. He changed his tune when you came back from your lap around the block, looking at how pretty you looked with your arms wrapped around Inupi like that, and how sexy it was when you took off the helmet and shook out your hair.

“You next, Koko?” Inupi asked.

“No chance in hell. Besides, we have somewhere to be,” Koko protested.

“Aw, but Hajime, you’d look so cool,” you pouted at him. Curse you for knowing his weakness.

“We’re late enough as it is.”

“Bet I can get you there faster,” said Inupi, joining in your peer-pressuring.

Koko sighed.

“Fine. But you are going in the car. We don’t need three people on this death trap.”

Koko’s driver tailed behind them, and you watched as they zipped through traffic. You could tell without looking very closely that Koko was clinging onto Inupi for dear life. If you listened hard enough, you just might have even been able to hear him screaming.

But when you met them at your destination, there was a look in Koko’s eyes you couldn’t quite place. Something wild and energetic in a way that you didn’t often see from him. He was clearly still catching his breath, but he felt so alive. He was too old for this adrenaline junkie shit, he would tell himself, and if anything, the bodily reaction it had in him was proof.

Somewhere in the midst of it all, he’d kissed Inupi. He was shocked, not knowing what had come over him, and looked at you frantically and apologetically. For whatever reason, it hadn’t even fazed you. If anything, it made you want to try it too.

One thing led to another, and needless to say, you missed the party that night.

And ever since that night, everything just felt more right, more complete when Inupi was in the mix.

Koko had been worried that you’d feel like he was pressuring you into a dynamic you hadn’t signed up for, but on the contrary, Inupi undeniably brought something special to the relationship that you hadn’t even realized was missing until him being there opened your eyes. Koko’s mind was put at ease once you started asking to invite Inupi over as well.

And that was how you wound up with nights like these.

It all started with, “…what time does Seishu get done at the shop?” and a text message sent at 9 PM sharp.

Inupi didn’t take long at all arriving at your place, and the next thing you knew, the three of you were in the bedroom, fully nude.

It was all a blur, really, and all your mind registered was the cool air of the room against your bare chest, the plush bed beneath you – the edge of which your head hung back over – and the pairs of hands exploring your body. You could feel Koko’s adoring gaze on you as his fingers, gentle as ever, danced along your collarbone, up your neck, and tracing your jawline before arriving at their destination, thumbing over your lips. Eagerly, you took his thumb into your mouth, sloppily wrapping your tongue around it. He gave an approving hum before pressing down on your tongue, guiding you to open your mouth wider for him.

“It’s alright, princess. Relax for me, yeah?” he said soothingly.

You nodded.

Relaxing was easier said than done, however, especially when the other set of hands in the mix were busying themselves toying with your pussy. Inupi was always careful with you initially – after all, you were Koko’s girl, he was worried he’d overstep some boundary. Generally speaking, he’d gotten bolder the more often you three had nights like this, he still was always frustratingly gentle at the start.

As Koko brought the ruddy tip of his cock to your lips, already dribbling precum, you gave him a few kitten licks and a soft kiss before wrapping your mouth around it. You shut your eyes and took in as much air as you could through your nose, letting the tension leave your shoulders, neck, and jaw while he slowly worked his cock further into your mouth.

“Good,” Koko purred, smoothly thrusting into your mouth, slightly deeper each time.

You knew he was more concerned than you were when it came to using your mouth for his own pleasure. He was well aware that he had a tendency to lose control when your pretty lips were wrapped around his cock so nicely and your throat so invitingly drew him in. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt you by being too rough.

It would fit, though. You knew it would. You’d done it before, and you’d do it again, and Koko trusted that you’d let him know if he needed to stop. But no matter how much you choked, you weren’t tapping out any time soon.

As Koko worked on retraining your throat, Inupi was laying between your legs, with his soft, blonde hair tied back in a low ponytail as he rested his cheek on your thigh while his fingers stroked your labia, his calloused fingertips just missing your entrance with each motion. The anticipation was killing you. You could practically sense the little smile on his face when he began peppering gentle pecks along your inner thigh as he finally sank a finger into you.

You whined, or at least you tried to, and Koko put a hand on your neck when you did, sighing at the sensation of your throat tightening around him, finally fully sheathing himself. He was trying to breath as deeply and steadily as he could, but, fuck, you felt like a dream.

“Still doing okay down there?”

You nodded. Kind of.

“Is Inupi going too slow again?” he teased, making eye contact with Inupi and sticking his tongue out, in signature fashion.

You nodded again, making some sort of noise of agreement.

“Well, excuse me for being cautious,” said Inupi, promptly adding a second finger to your needy cunt, already aching for more.

Koko smoothed his thumb over your neck as whatever sound you tried to make died upon meeting the blockage that was his dick in your throat. He pushed in harder, his pelvis pressing against your chin, and held you there for a moment before pulling back, and slowly repeating the motion. You took him so smoothly he wasn’t worried you’d have trouble with him picking up the pace. He grabbed your hand, guiding you to brace yourself in holding onto his leg, and began working up to his usual bruising pace.

As Koko picked up speed, Inupi’s teasing pecks up your thighs turned to open-mouthed kisses leading closer and closer to where his fingers were hard at work stroking your pliant walls.

Before he let himself taste the nectar directly from its source, he withdrew his digits, bringing them to his lips for a taste. You heard the slurp as he pulled them out of his mouth, and it sent a shiver through your body. Hiking either of your thighs over his shoulders, Inupi finally let himself indulge in the taste of you, lapping at your dripping pussy, taking delight in the fruit of his own labor. He then plunged his tongue into you, earning him the tight embrace of your thighs around his ears and an attempted squeal. Koko groaned at the sudden constriction around his cock.

“Inupi, whatever – fuck – whatever you’re doing, keep it up.”

Inupi swirls his tongue around the inside of your hole the best that he can before dragging in up to your clit, latching on and sucking roughly as his fingers dip into you once again. His hands were those of a skilled mechanic, and oh, did he know how to make your engine purr.

Your moans were music to both Inupi’s and Koko’s ears, the latter for more than one reason – the vibrations from each sound you made that inevitable turned into you choking on his cock were driving him up the wall. Both his hands now found purchase on your neck, where he could feel the way his shaft distended your esophagus. Through hisses and groans, Koko continued to abuse your poor throat. Your free hand went to Inupi’s hair, gripping firmly at the roots of his golden locks as he continued to play with your pussy.

Inupi stroked himself to the rhythm of Koko’s thrusting into your mouth, content to just enjoy the taste of you – or so he thought. The wet sounds of you taking his best friend so well and the way your cunt gripped his fingers was starting to get to him. He wanted, no, needed more.

He gave your clit one final messy swirl, wrapped his lips around it, and pulled away with a pop. Inupi removed your legs that had draped over his shoulders and rose to his knees. You whined at his absence, still wanting more from him.

“ Koko,” Inupi groaned in an attempt to get the other’s attention.

Koko tore his ravenous stare away from your lips and met Inupi’s gaze, who was kneeling with your legs on either side of him, stroking his cock, pleading with his eyes, practically begging for permission to slip it into your inviting cunt.

Koko, who hadn’t stopped fucking your throat for even a second, smirked knowingly.

“Hmm? If you want something, you’ll have to ask her,” Koko chuckled, suddenly removing himself fully from your mouth.

Carefully, he propped you up for a moment to assess the situation. Dazed, you saw Inupi’s slim frame knelt before you, looking at you hungrily, and the pretty pink tip of his cock that looked desperate for stimulation. You swallowed hard at the thought of it inside you in place of his fingers.

Koko’s gentle hand rested between your shoulder blades.

“Inupi wants to ask you something, princess. Don’t you, Inupi?” he teased.

Inupi’s cheeks flushed as he tried to get the words out.

“Is it okay with you if I –” Inupi stammered. “ I mean, am I allowed to put – can I –“

You cut him off, nodding with an enthusiastic “mhm!” and reaching for his hand. You smoothed your thumb over his rough knuckles and smiled softly at him. “You’re part of this too, Seishu,” you reassured through an already-raspy voice.

Inupi looked at both of you dumbfounded, and Koko chuckled.

“Well, you heard the lady. Get to it, Inupi,” he said, laying you back down in position, letting you stroke his dick and give him a few kisses before lining back up with your lips and slipping back into the comfortable warmth of your tight throat once again, his hands resuming their position.

With one arm hooked under your plush thigh, Inupi aligned himself with your entrance, slowly sinking into you with ease. You squirmed as your fluttering walls adjusted to the feeling of Inupi’s cock. Not that he hadn’t prepped you well, just that he felt so different compared to Koko – Inupi was shorter, but thicker, and curved slightly up and to the left. Your eyes scrunched shut and your brows furrowed as you bucked your hips against him, your moans catching in your throat.

The two of them began to pick up speed, leaving you trapped between them, delighting in being used by them. You could tell Koko must be close by the ruthlessness with which he was slamming into you, brutalizing the back of your throat, rasping out curses under his breath. Keeping one hand on your neck, he reached for your bouncing tits, earning a squeak out of you as he alternated between roughly groping the tender flesh and plucking at your nipple.

“Don’t – hah – don’t be shy, Inupi. Help yourself,” he said brokenly and breathlessly, giving your breast a playful slap that echoed through the room.

Inupi shifted, pressing your thighs up slightly so he could lean over you, his breath hot against your chest. Koko chuckled, pinching your nipple yet again.

“Open wide,” he lilted, holding your breast in offering to Inupi, who was quick to take your sensitive, swollen nipple between his teeth and tug. He continued suckling, massaging your other tit whilst pounding into your cunt with evenly paced, deep thrusts that were punishing in their own regard. His dexterous fingers toyed with your clit, gently stroking it between his middle and index finger and then giving it a swirling motion that he knew you liked, reaffirmed by the way your walls squeezed around him. Inupi let out a muffled groan, continuing to rub at your clit while you writhed beneath him. He could tell from the way your thighs twitched and your cunt was beginning to spasm that all you needed was one more push over the edge.

At the same time, Koko’s breath quickened as he drilled rapidly into your throat. He was so, so close, and the vibrations of the noises Inupi had you making were going to drive him mad.

You were the first domino to topple, with Inupi’s gentle swirls turning to quick, tight circles that had tears stinging the corners of your eyes. You could do nothing but let the tightly-wound coil in your belly snap, the resulting orgasm rippling through your body. You thought that somewhere through the haze of it all, you could hear Inupi gasping, saying something about it being so tight.

That was all lost in an instant, though, when before you even had a chance to try making noise, you were cut off by a sudden onslaught of Koko’s thrusts and a sharp string of curses as rope after rope of his hot cum began shooting down your throat. He pressed close against you, his head thrown back and chest heaving as he let your throat milk him dry.

Inupi drank in the sight before him and kept plowing, letting your clenching walls bring him closer and closer to his own release, watching the way Koko’s body glistened with sweat and his mouth hung agape as he thrust into your mouth once, twice, thrice more before pulling out and letting the remnants of his release trickle out the corners of your mouth. It was all too much for Inupi to handle, and before he knew it, he was pressing his forehead to your collarbone, filling you to the brim with his seed through choked moans.

Koko sat himself at the foot of the mattress, pulling you up so you could rest in his lap. He swiped his thumb over the corner of your mouth, gathering the remnants of his release, bringing it to his own lips and licking it clean. Through your blurred vision, the way the light shone behind him looked almost like a halo. He looked almost angelic – that was, however, until he stuck his tongue out at you, showing you what you’d failed to dispose of, and swallowed it down. Well, you supposed he wouldn’t be your Koko if he didn’t exist somewhere between the planes of being a little shit and a sweetheart. With half-lidded eyes, you smiled softly at him, leaning into his touch as he wove his fingers through your hair, giving you gentle praises while Inupi rode out his orgasm.

Except he didn’t stop there.

You could feel it – Inupi was still as hard as he had been when he first entered you, and neither Koko nor you were going to stop him. He kept his face buried between your tits, pounding just as consistently as he had before.

Amused, Koko watched as Inupi still needily drilled into your cunt, his previous release already spilling out of you and making a ring around the base of Inupi’s cock. Quite a lewd scene to behold, if he did say so himself, and his own cock was already beginning to stir once more. Koko reached for the forgotten bottle of lubricant that had gotten lost in the sheets earlier, squeezing a dollop into his palm, and began stroking himself with his free hand.

You didn’t realize that he, too, was fully erect yet again until he reached over you and smeared some of the lubricant onto your sore clit, and said to Inupi, “Better make room for me too.”

Both you and Inupi looked up at Koko, wearing that ever-present mischievous smile of his, watching as his long, elegant fingers teasingly wrapped around his cock.

Inupi sat up on his knees again, pulling out of you. You shuddered at the sudden emptiness and lack of his body heat on top of you.

“What exactly are you suggesting, Koko?” he asked.

Koko, who only half thought Inupi would agree to this, had a sparkle in his eye and a Cheshire grin spreading across his face. “I think you know exactly what I’m suggesting.” He looked at you, brushing your hair out of your face. “Whaddaya say, princess? Think you can handle both of us at once?” he asked, his fingers trailing toward your empty cunt.

You swallowed and nodded. “But….same….place, okay?”

“You’re going to have to be more specific, love.”

The blood rushed to your cheeks. You could hardly maintain eye contact while making such a request.

“I mean…it’s stretchier that way, isn’t it? I don’t…I’ve never…tried the back way…rather just stick to what’s familiar, y’know…” you mumbled, looking away.

Koko nodded reassuringly, understanding just what you meant. With a kiss to the top of your head, he shimmied his way out from under you and rose to his knees. “Well, Inupi, you heard her. What the lady wants, the lady gets.”

“She’ll need more prep if we’re both gonna fit,” Inupi replied.

“Leave that to me.” Tossing him the bottle of lube, Koko took Inupi’s seat between your legs. He looked into your eyes, searching for any sign of uncertainty before the three of you went forward with this, but there was none to be detected. He leaned in, touching his forehead to yours, cradling you gingerly before asking, “You sure you wanna do this?”

You reached for him, cupping his jaw as you nodded. “I do.”

That was all he needed to hear. He closed the distance between you, his soft lips pressed tenderly to yours for a brief moment. The sweetness was gone again when he dove back in for a second time, his kiss stingier than it had been seconds ago. He kissed you like he intended to devour you, biting into your bottom lip and dragging it as he pulled back, trailing kisses, licks, and bites down from the side of your neck to your torso, and finally down to where Inupi’s face had been.

His fingers traced over your entrance as he examined you, looking up to meet your eyes and then back down.

“Inupi really made a mess of you, didn’t he?” he chuckled, slipping his index and middle fingers into your pussy, scissoring them and watching as more of Inupi’s cum dribbled out of you. You whimpered in response, your head rolling to the side so you wouldn’t have to see.

“Hey now, eyes on me. You wanted this, remember?”

You forced yourself to look down at him as he worked a third finger into your cunt, squirming as he curled them up inside you and stroking your sensitive walls.

“ Good. Now, watch closely,” he said in that honeyed tone of his that warned you he had something devious in mind.

Slowly, he dragged his tongue through your folds, Inupi’s release collecting on his tongue, until he reached your clit with a light flick. He had that devilish look in his eyes as he showed you his tongue with an exaggerated bleh, all before gulping it down and proudly revealing to you his now-empty mouth like a magician pulling off a vanishing act, the way your walls clenched around his fingers at the sight only serving as fuel to his ego.

He smirked before diving back in, feasting on the combined taste of both you and Inupi while carefully stretching you with his fingers. A particular curl of his fingers earned him a gasp from you and an iron grip on his roots as you involuntarily bucked your hips against him. In response, he gave your clit a particularly long, hard suck that he released with a pop before continuing to trace patterns over it with his tongue.

“Koko, stop being a showoff,” Inupi interrupted.

“Don’t act like you aren’t enjoying this too,” Koko fired back, drawing your attention to the way Inupi liberally coated his dick in lubricant, eyes trained on the two of you. “Whatever, we’re almost ready anyway. Pass that here.”

Inupi gave him the bottle of lube, and Koko poured a generous amount into his hand before working it into you. It was your favorite, too, the one that had a pleasant tingle to it. Your walls relaxed around Koko’s fingers with ease, and with that, he slid his pinkie finger in with the other three. You hissed at the slight resistance, but fought your body’s instinct to tense up, letting Koko stretch his fingers this way and that.

He watched you carefully, studying your reactions to his movements to be sure you were fully comfortable like this before he and Inupi proceeded. And when you were good and ready, he withdrew his fingers and rose to his knees.

“Might be best if we go in at the same time, don’t you think, Inupi?”

Inupi nodded, humming in agreement.

They shifted, each of them kneeling with one of the other’s knees between their own. Inupi took both his and Koko’s cocks in his hand, unable to close his fingers around both of them together, spreading the lubricant the best that he could. Koko groaned, his hands on either side of Inupi’s head as he pressed their foreheads together, as he bucked into Inupi’s calloused hand. Inupi gave their cocks a squeeze, dragging his palm up and over their tips, and Koko gasped, pulling Inupi in for a heated kiss and moaning into his mouth.

Both of them could have finished like that, in each other’s embrace with your eyes on them, but, no, there were other matters to tend to. They broke their lip lock, both of their mouths gone dry, and turned to you.

Inupi laid back on the bed while Koko pulled you over. He situated himself between Inupi’s knees, guiding you to straddle Inupi as well.

“This’ll work better if you’re facing Inupi,” Koko said, brushing your hair to one side and kissing up your shoulder to your neck. “That’s okay, yeah?” he asked between kisses.

You took in how breathtaking Inupi looked beneath you – the moonlight trickling in and dancing over the smooth ivory of his chest, his hair messily sprawled out on the pillow, hair tie long discarded, and the hungry glow in his green eyes, watching you with anticipation.

You nodded.

Koko smiled, nipping at your shoulder.

“Good. Don’t think you need to see me from many more angles tonight anyway.”

Inupi took hold of their cocks again, lining up with your entrance while Koko spread your folds, resting his free hand on your hip to guide you down. You braced yourself with palms splayed on Inupi’s chest as you lowered yourself.

As soon as their tips breached your entrance, you winced. They were slow and careful, but the stretch was nothing Koko’s fingers could have fully prepared you for.

“Say the word and we’ll stop,” said Inupi, seeing the strained look on your face as you struggled to adjust.

You shook your head. “’m fine. It’s just…a lot,” you panted.

Inupi offered you his free hand, which you grasped firmly as you closed your eyes and took deep breaths. The pressure was overwhelming, but you relaxed, allowing gravity to be your guide as you let yourself sink down on them further. Koko snaked an arm up your torso, pressing your back to his chest. He panted, his breath hot on your neck. Both he and Inupi were struggling as well, the warm, wet confines of your cunt adding an amount of friction and tightness neither of them could have even fathomed until then.

It took patience, but eventually they were both fully seated inside you, and you could breathe, adjusting to the fullness. Your free hand took hold of Koko’s arm that still clutched you tightly against him, giving both his wrist and Inupi’s hand a reassuring squeeze. Inupi’s breathing was heavy. He raised his forearm to his glistening brow, wiping at the beads of sweat that were barely beginning to form.

Koko was the first to move, pulling back slightly and hissing at the friction, and pushing back in even slower. You whimpered, your quivering pussy clenching around them at even the slightest of movements.

“ Fuck, Inupi,” Koko rasped. “You feel that?” He repeated this motion several times, each thrust as slow and cautious as the previous. Koko guided your body, and you followed suit, small moans spilling from your lips with each attempt at rolling your hips.

Inupi’s hips bucked into you, and Koko’s breath hitched with a smile. And so, they continued like this, the pace of their thrusts alternating by half a beat, taking pleasure in the friction they provided for each other within your quivering walls. They gradually picked up speed and intensity, and the room came alive with a cacophony of strained moans and wet smacks.

Before you realized it, Koko had his arms hooked under your thighs and both he and Inupi were fucking into you feverishly, chasing their highs together.

“Inupi – hah – you feel amazing,” Koko said, struggling to form a full sentence. “We should – hah – do this…more often.”

Inupi managed to muster up a positive-sounding grunt in response.

Koko’s hand came to your neck once again, pinching under your jaw and turning your chin toward his face. “And you, princess,” he breathed, “you feel fucking fantastic. Look at that.” He turned you to look at Inupi’s flushed face and the dazed look in his eyes as he thrusted his hips up to meet yours. “Y’see what you do to us?”

Koko mouthed along the side of your neck and his hand trailed down to your clit, rolling it between the pads of his fingertips and swirling over it in a figure eight pattern that had you gripping down tight around the both of them.

“… close,” Inupi breathed, barely audibly.

Koko cocked his head. “What was that?”

“Gonna – hah – cum soon,” Inupi repeated, his voice trembling and raspy.

“Well, then,” Koko said, positioning his hands on your thighs. You could practically hear his grin. “Let’s finish this, shall we?” And with that, he pulled your legs out from under you, pressing you chest to chest with Inupi as he leaned over the top of you, drilling into your pussy.

Your hands once again found stability resting on Inupi’s chest, and you looked up at him, both of you with that lust-clouded haze in your eyes. You found yourself glancing down at his pale pink lips, his mouth sitting slightly agape, unintentionally licking your own lips at the sight.

“Princess, you know you can kiss him if you wanna,” Koko said teasingly between thrusts. “He’d love that, wouldn’t you, Inupi?”

You and Inupi looked at each other, the tension palpable and your minds in a fog. And before you had a second to think, your lips were crashing against his. He let out a surprised noise that morphed into a moan as you slammed your hips back against his and Koko’s cocks.

“ Shit,” Koko cursed as he continued pounding into you at a brutal pace, practically crushing you between himself and Inupi. He managed to snake his hand back to your clit, with a fervid determination to make you cum before either of them. He drew his fingers in quick, tight circles that had you squealing, bucking into his touch in search of more, more, more until you finally cascaded over the edge, tremors shaking through your body as a wave of pleasure unmatched by any you’d known before washed over you.

Koko and Inupi followed soon after while your cunt was still spasming around them, with Koko peppering the nape of your neck with kisses as he rode out his release and Inupi gripping tightly onto your thigh as his hot cum spilled into you for the second time tonight.

The three of you stayed there, utterly spent and unsure of your abilities to move, for what felt like an eternity before Koko got up, apprehensive to move, knowing the mess that was about to be made on your sheets, but pulled himself up nonetheless. You whined as he pulled his body heat away from you, and shuddered when you felt his dick exit your body with an obscene squelch. Inupi, also pulling out of you, gathered you in his arms and held you farther up his torso, in hopes of minimizing the mess while Koko ran to grab some towels.

When Koko returned mere moment later, he found you fast asleep in Inupi’s arms, with him gently rubbing the middle of your back. He paused, leaning in the doorway, admiring how cute you looked asleep on Inupi, quietly wishing to himself that more evenings could end like this. He would have stood there watching longer if not for Inupi catching him standing there staring instead of bringing over the damn towel.

Koko laid out the first towel beside Inupi, who carefully rolled you over onto your back before taking the second one to clean up the mess all over his abdomen.

“Ah-ah, wait,” Koko halted him, dragging his index and middle finger along Inupi’s stomach, collecting their combined release and sampling it.

“Just as I thought,” he said through a sly smile. “Better together.”

Inupi, flustered, but unwilling to show it, turned his face away. “You and that disgusting habit,” he fired back.

“You’re just saying that because you want a taste too but won’t admit it,” Koko said, playfully sticking his tongue out.

Inupi ignored him, turning instead to you, doing his best to clean you without waking you up. He found himself charmed, however, by your cute mewls as he delicately blotted the damp end of the towel around your sensitive lower body. Meanwhile, Koko rummaged through the closet, finding one of the big shirts you liked to sleep in. He brought it over, and the two of them carefully slid it over your head, got rid of the messy towels, and wrapped you in the softest blanket they could find. Inupi gently tucked the edges under you, and when he thought Koko wasn’t looking, kissed the top of your head.

But Koko saw. And he knew.

He knew that the feelings between himself and Inupi would never go away, and he knew that Inupi felt the same about you, and that you felt the same about the both of them. He knew that Inupi should just move in with the two of you already, and that he didn’t need to hide his feelings behind some preconceived, old-fashioned notion that you couldn’t all just love each other.

Maybe Inupi would say yes one of these days. Koko didn’t know what else he could do to convince him.

He sighed, tossing Inupi the pair of sweatpants he’d dug out for him.

“C’mon. Let’s let her rest.”

Inupi got up to go change in the bathroom, but was stopped by Koko at the door, grabbing his hand, brushing his thumb over Inupi’s knuckles. Inupi looked at him curiously, to which Koko responded by gingerly pressing their lips together. It was a sincere, heartfelt kiss, one that Koko hoped felt different than before. One that told Inupi he was loved and always welcome here.

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Request: @sleepy-potato-chan Hi can i have a headcanon request of Izana, Kazutora, Mikey, Chifuyu and Angry (separated) with a female reader's child travel to their parent's past? like the child met their teen version of their parents?

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Seishu was a man of silence, stares, and smiles. It was kind of hard to decipher him, his minimal usage of words and once-in-a-blue moon smiles.The black dragons were up and rising when he joined the clan.

Taiju just had to bark out orders or finalize the decisions, the rest was handled by Kokonoi Hajime, the treasurer, and Inui Seishu, the advisor. Even with that position, he does not have a habit of barking orders, he had his ways to get what he wanted. He is a man of liberal decisions and unbiased negotiations.

Being a singer at a bar, you would occasionally see your boyfriend dropping by with his partner. He was a very professional guy. Even though his emerald gaze was full of lust and longing, he would disappear as soon as your performance was over. Sometimes, he would visit but maintaining various uproar among other clans made him busy.

But today, he was alone. You could not spot Koko behind him when he stood leaning against the door. He grinned when you peeked behind him with doe eyes, saying, “He went to negotiate with the Tenjiku clan” immediately making your confusion sublime.

“But I can’t stay long.”, your eyes darted to the ground as a wave of sadness washed over you and he took the opportunity to have you pressed against his chest with you facing the mirror. He started to graze his nose lightly against your nape making you shudder.

“Stop it Seishu, it tickles”

“It does huh?”, his hands roam near the hem of your top making your brows grow closer in confusion.

“Well, this wouldn’t” and he immediately squeezed your boobs roughly over the cloth making you gasp in rolls of pleasure and pain.

Your arms clung to the dressing table for support as he started to explore your moans and whimpers with his touch tormenting every inch of your needy skin. While you are drowning in pleasure he murmurs, “You look so very pretty. Wish I could show you” but with your eyelids drawn in, you could never have a chance to witness the beauty he speaks of.

You hum at his praise. His hands are now under your top, squeezing and playing with your hard nipples as he starts to trail kisses on your neck. “I... I can’t stand …Seishu… please”, and he hates that he does not have the time to drag you to bed and fuck in all positions till you are glowing in after-sex like pearls of the sea.

He slides his leg in between yours having you arched back. He tilts his head and his teeth dig in your soft neckline making you wince. He should not, he really should not but fresh human blood is nothing compared to your blood, it never will be.

His fangs penetrate your skin yet all you feel is his ravishing love for you. Your muscles feel a little relaxed. Your fingers ran through his blonde strands as a sign of reassurance. As Seishu sucks your blood gripping your waistline, you gasp in and out. Such a sweet melody to his ears.

He pulls away with your blood soaking his pink lips dark red. Before you turn around, you look at his reflection in the mirror. He was so out of breath with eyes drowning in lust and hunger. You grabbed him by his collar pulling him closer to kiss those lips. He moaned as your lips playfully tangled in your lips. You sucked his lips clean and as you felt his sturdy hands on your ass squeezing as he deepened the kiss, you bit his lower lip tasting his blood.

When you break the kiss, he wraps his arms around you resting his head on the crook of your neck.

“Seishu…?”, you cooed.

“I don’t wanna go. I wanna spend the night here”

with that status and power one would be blinded by fame and fortune that'll just make anyone bark orders yet his was a plea not an order.

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network— @tokyometronetwork

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ultrastarbee · 2 years

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chimas🧉 here again!

my mind is going crazy. I can't stop thinking about tr boys and winter morning lazy sex. just... tons of blankets, maybe snowstorm, cuddles, cockwarming, little strokes, breeding kink... omg creampie

you feel that, bee? its my personal paradise right here

reader can't come without clit stimulation... self indulgence warning.

I feel like souya, kazutora, hakkai, inupi and draken would fit this so perfectly. their lazy deep voices I can't handle it 🥺🥴

Please bee, I'm being in my knees

If you uncomfortable with any topic, please ignore it.

I loved the fic of my last request, I've cried for 10 minutes straight. Take care of yourself and stay safe! 😷 <3

WELL WELL WELL! Hello my beloved Chimas🧉! Hope you still around after all my time away. I made it with fem pronouns based on this and on your last request, but I can change it if you want me to. I know it was still hot when you sent me this request, but now it's cold here on our country it fits waaay better! Sorry if it didn't went to well this time, being too tired lately.

Title: Hot winters Request: yesss Couple: Souya x fem!reader, Kazutora x fem!reader, Hakkai x fem!reader, Inupi x fem!reader, Draken x fem!reader Category: smut Content Warning: descriptions of sex (characters aged up, ofc) Word Count: 1367 Summary: cold mornings sex A/N: well, not what I pictured but here it is

MINORS DON'T INTERACT

MASTERLIST ……. RULES ……. SERIES LIST

Angry:

Souya is such a good husband. Even if he works all day cooking, he loves to cook for you and gets kinda shy when you praise his skills. You know he loves his work with his brother and always go there early, but today he didn't. Souya is now sitting in bed looking at his phone with a visible troubled face.

"What happened, baby?" worried, you aks giving him a caring kiss on his shoulder.

"Smiley said we shouldn't open the shop today 'cause of the snow" there's a small pout on his face "I agree, but…"

"What's it?"

"Wanted to try something" his voice is trembling and his face is red. Souya isn't talking about food and he's still too shy to go straight to the point "Do you want too?"

"Is it spicy?" you play along with his metaphors and he nods "love spicy".

"New recipe"

Before you realize you are on his lap, both of you still under the blankets. Souya always keeps kissing you non stop to try holding his whimpers, not that it works, though. His sounds are the best when his cock is deep inside you and you aren't moving. Souya's face is all red and as he leans for another deep kiss you can feel his hips meeting yours. He stops the kiss just to lick his fingers before touching your clit when you started moving on top of him. You better trust him when he says "spicy" again.

Kazutora:

Kazutora didn't expected a person like him to find heaven after ten years in jail. Even when he wakes up between your arms sometimes he thinks it's not real. Today is one of this times. You know it by the way his hands run on your body: on your back, on your thighs and on your back again, slightly touching your ass. He does it again and again and again as if it's to ensure you aren't just a dream.

"Having fun?" you ask and he just burries his face on your chest.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to wake you up" Kazutora's voice is still lazy, sleepy and a little embarrassed now. His hands aren't either of this things nor is his cock inside you all night.

"You can keep going" when you move, he moans with the friction "if you want to".

"Fucking do" with glowing eyes and a boost of energy, Kazutora looks like a puppy wanting his treat "wait, can we do that thing?"

"Sure, pelase" you know what he wants and you love when he does it "but you have to tall me when you gonna cum"

His favorite position is with you on top cowgirl style. This way he can see all your body reactions to him, the pleasure on your face, your nipples hard from the cold and his hands are free to explore your body the way he pleases. The best way to use his hands, Kazutora knows damn well, is to touch your clit in a certain way that makes all your body quiver in an orgasm. As your hands replace his, he holds your hips now trusting against you in a needy way.

Kazutora asks you to stay on your knees over him so he can see his cum dripping down your pussy. Just watching it and he needs to go another round.

Fucking paradise.

Hakkai:

"Don't wanna go" when the alarm starts, Hakkai mumbles at his phone as if time would go back.

"Then don't" at your sleepy words, he hugs you and starts to complain again just some seconds later.

"Need to"

"Then go" the play is an everyday thing on cold days like today. It usually lasts half an hour.

"Don't wanna" he rolls on bed, now holding you again.

"Hakkai!" feeling his hands on your hips, you now know where this is going.

"If I can't make you cum, I go"

"Not fair. If you can do it more than three times you can stay"

"Three? Weren't you sleepy?" with you accepting his game, Hakkai kisses you with a smile on his face.

Having you reverse riding him sure feels like heaven for Hakkai. The way you pussy swallow his cock when you move is a paradise vision, yet there's something better: when he is also sitting in the bed with you bouncing on his dick with your back to him. Let's be real, Hakkai is still a little shy even after all these years. This way he can control your movements and doesn't need to worry about his face when he moans before cumming. He can also touch your clit way easier. He is a little embarrassed to touch you there, Hakkai thinks he will mess things up, but when you guide his hand he is fucking in love. The feeling of your pussy clunching on him when you are close to your orgasm makes him cum instantly.

"You know what? Not going. I'm the boss anyway"

It was a real pain in the ass to approuch him knowing he wasn't comfortable around girls other than his sister, but he was fucking worth it. Even though Hakkai has become the Black Dragons boss and made deals with Toman, you are the one who keeps him in line, so you know damn well he need to go anyway.

Inupi:

Your husband is so calm and collected, always wants to make sure you are both comfortable before starting something. He also hates to left something half done, specially if it's you. That's why it's so strange to feel him so needy at the morning. You are not complaining, though. On cold mornings like this one, he cuddles to you for some minutes before getting up to work. Today Inupi is holding you a little tighter so you can feel his boner against your ass.

"You gonna be late"

"I'm never late" his deep voice against your neck makes your skin shiver "we have time".

Inupi knows your body as the back of his hand and is an expert on giving you pleasure. That said, it's easy for your cold morning cuddles to become something way spicier with him on top of you. Inupi is usually quiet, yet his reactions are a little louder in the morning. He's not loud, but feeling his breaths heavier with every thrust… and also the way he uses his own body to make pressure against your clit? Inupi will keep going until he feels you are done.

"Oh, Draken is not opening the shop today" that explains everything. It wouldn't be a surprise if Inupi knew it since last night "up for another go?"

You don't know where all this energy came from. Again, not complaining though.

Draken:

"Come back, you don't need to go"

"Can't, gonna be late"

"You are your own boss, Ken!" he stops and looks at you. You are right.

"That's why I need to go see if everything is okay on the shop" picking the warmest coat, Draken tries to ignore your pout "come on, it's just downstairs"

"No one is dumb enough to go out on a day like this. There will be no clients today, Ken" your words don't affect him and Draken keeps on dressing up, so you change your attack plan. "but it's your choice anyway. If you'd rather leave your wife alone on the cold than warm her up, it's on you"

He takes your words as a challenge and soon is crawling under the blankets to get to you. His hands are quick to throw away whatever clothes you are using. Soon Draken's face is between your legs working on waming his wife up. Kisses on your thighs, fingers inside you touching your sweet spot in every movement and tongue on your clit slowly moving. You could swear it was summer already when you felt your body trembling with his touches. Your husband isn't tease. When he says he will do something he does it, so you better be ready to feel him playing between your legs for a long time now.

"Now I need to take a shower" dripping sweat from his activity, Draken laughs on your face "want to come?"

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moodyclouds89 · 2 years

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mikey x male reader

Fluff/lil bit of crack[?]

[A/n: I hope I did good! This is my first time writing male reader so I hope it isn't bad😭 might be ooc so sorry about that! This is set around high school or college whatever you prefer]

Also f/n for female name and m/n for male name! I couldn't come up with names for readers friends so yeahhh

Oh you like me?....WAIT YOU LIKE ME?!

Mikey Wasn't dumb. He knew he liked you since the very beginning you two met. He always looked forward to seeing you on campus everyday and when you don't show up he gets grumpy for the whole day.

So when he saw you talking to your friends he quickly walked your way to greet you like always.

But when one of your friends brought up a question he quickly froze from his spot and hid to listen to your conversation.

"Y/n do you like anyone?"

He could see you think for a moment. He felt his breath hitch and eagerly waited for your response.

"Mm yeah I do"

His eyes widened and he continued to eavesdropped while your friends freaked out.

"Oh my! Who is it!"

"Tell us tell us!"

Oh he too wanted to know.

"I won't tell you!"

"Aw c'mon! At least the first letter of their name or appearance!"

"Yeah!"

You thought for a moment before giving in.

"Fine, but I'll only describe his appearance."

Both of your friends nodded eagerly and waited for you to tell them the small clue.

Even mikey was eager.

"Well he has blonde hair…mm what else, oh! And he has a few classes with me!"

"Yeah, that won't be helpful in finding out who it is."

"Is it someone we know?"

You let out a sigh before saying one little clue.

"Yes he is someone we know, mm let's just say he is in our friend group."

Mikey stayed still for a bit, trying to process your words.

Someone in your friend group?

Wait, him and the others are in your friend group!

Mikey felt like a piece of him went away.

So that means it's one of his friends

Mikey quickly turned around and left.

He is going to find out who in his friend group stole your heart before he could.

Meanwhile with you and your friends

"Friend group?! Mmm blonde hair blonde hair…draken?"

"Chifuyu?"

"Takemichi?"

"Inupi?"

"Pah-chin?"

"Emma?"

"Oh don't tell me you guys are going to list all the blondes in are friend group"

"Kazutora?"

"He not blonde!"

"But he has blonde streaks!"

You rolled your eyes and looked at f/n when she let out a loud gasp.

"Wait wait! I think I know who!"

You quirk an eyebrow and waited for her answer.

"Is it mikey?"

They could see you freeze up and avoid their gaze which already told them the answer.

"Oh my god! It is mikey!"

"Shh! Not so loud!" You said while slapping your hand on his mouth. You quickly looked around and let out a sigh of relief when you saw that no one was around.

"Oh my! You do like him!"

"F/n! Please don't say it out loud!" You whined and she quickly shushed up.

"Sorry sorry!"

"I knew it!" M/n said

"Just shut up you two, hurry we have to get to class or we'll be late."

"What got into him?"

"Don't know, he's been glaring at all of us since this morning."

"Did someone eat his dorayaki?" Takemichi whispered while everyone side-eyed mikey who was sitting there quietly watching their every move.

"I doubt it, he would be whining, not quiet."

"Mikey are you okay?" Emma asked, getting a little worried and creep out from her brother.

"I'm fine" he said calmly which caused everyone to stare in horror.

"He's definitely not fine."

"No shit."

They watched as mikey looked around the cafeteria and stared at a certain someone.

"Is it about y/n?" Takemichi asks, seeing the blond stare lovingly at the male who was sitting a few tables away.

"Actually yeah."

He turned to look at them and pouted.

"I overheard y/n say he likes someone, and that someone is one of you guys."

He said with an upset tone. Everyone just stared at each other before turning back to mikey.

"You overheard?"

"He probably eavesdropped."

"I did not!"

"...."

"Okay maybe"

Draken rolled his eyes and took a sip of his drink.

"Did he say a name or anything?"

"Nope, but he did say that the person was blonde and that is in this friend group." He said before glaring at everyone again.

"So that's why you were glaring at all the blondes in the group?" Baji said before letting out a loud laugh, followed by the other non-blondes.

"Mikey you do realize that you're blonde too right?"

He sat there quietly before grabbing a strand of his hair and gasping.

"Your right!"

"Oh god this idiot '' Draken said while massaging his temples. The rest laughed while mikey sat there smiling.

"I'm going to confess to y/n!"

Before anyone could say anything, a familiar figure approached their table.

"Hi guys!"

"Hi y/n!" Emma and hina said with bright smiles. You smiled back before greeting the rest.

"Come sit with us y/n!" Baji said but you politely declined.

"Oh no no! I'm actually here to talk to someone." Everyone froze and looked at mikey who curiously stared at you. You turned to look at mikey.

"Mikey can we talk?"

He nodded his head and got up from his seat. You two left the cafeteria and went to a more private area.

"So mikey"

"Mhm?"

He could see the slight hesitation in your movement which made him a little confused.

"I've been wanting to tell you for some time now…and-"

"Wait!"

You stopped and looked at him confused.

"Is this about you wanting help with asking one of my friends out?"

"Huh?"

"You like someone from my friend group right? Blonde hair too right? Is it draken? Takemichi? Chifuyu? Inupi? Or kazutora-"

You could feel your eye twitch and let out a scoff.

"It's you dumbass, I like you."

"Oh you like me?....WAIT YOU LIKE ME?!"

You playfully rolled your eyes and nodded. Mikey felt like he was in cloud nine and couldn't contain his excitement and lunge at you.

"I also like you!"

You smiled at his confession and hugged him back. But then you remember his previous question.

"How did you know I liked someone from your friend group?" You asked curiously.

"I overheard"

"Overheard?"

"...."

"Fine, I eavesdrop"

It was silent for a few seconds before you spoke up.

"And also kazutora not blonde"

"He is!"

"He not!"

Yeah you two spent your time bickering over kazutora hair color for the next 5 minutes.

I hope this wasn't bad😭

Reblogs and feedback is appreciated!

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #Tokyo revengers x male reader #mikey x male reader #male reader #tokyo revengers mikey #tokyo revengers fluff #tokyorev fluff #tokyo revengers crack

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sirthisisa-wendys · 3 years

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Hi ! I hope that you’re okay :) This is a request ! Would you please write a scenario, with Hakkai and a female reader. He keeps their relationship secret because of Taiju, but his brother learns about it and start to threaten him with her… (Like telling him to join the black dragons or she’ll be hurt…) also if you do write it, keep it sfw please and add fluff❤️

Good Enough for Me: Hakkai Shiba x Fem!Reader

wc: 647

tw: fluff

masterlist

song recommendation:

"I have to go. Taiju's home..." Hakkai whispers into the receiver, his mouth pressed close to the end of the phone that connects your lips to his. "I love you."

"I love you, too," you reply, and quickly hang up, leaving Hakkai to face his brother and all of the things that came with it. Normally, Taiju wouldn't be in his brother's business. He wouldn't care about his younger brother and what he did. But ever since he joined Toman instead of the Black Dragons... things hadn't been so lovely around the house.

Normally, Taiju would storm in and demand Yuzuha makes him something to eat or yell at him for a lost battle. However, tonight... he's oddly quiet.

Hakkai's first thought is to remain in his room, and out of the destructive path of his older brother. But curiosity overtakes Hakkai, and he wanders down the stairs to see his brother sitting calmly on the couch, shuffling something around in his hands. Taiju chuckles darkly, then looks up to see his younger brother staring at his massive figure just lounging on the couch with ease.

"Come here, Hakkai. I have something you might want to see."

The thing he "might want to see" is a stack of photos of you and him, both of you kissing in the park, Hakkai on your porch holding you close, and an up-close shot of you two holding hands. Hakkai bites back a sharp cry, trying to hold himself together in his brother's face.

A wicked grin spreads across Taiju's lips as he sets the pictures on the coffee table.

"Got ourselves a little girlfriend, huh?"

"Why are you spying on me?" Hakkai bites out, trying to sound more miffed than he feels. He is absolutely terrified - and Taiju knows it.

"Listen, I do what I want. Now your little friend is in a bit of danger, you see." Hakkai slides his eyes to his brother in horror. "Oh, I won't be harming her. But my friends... well..." He gives the photos a suggestive glance, and Hakkai has to fight the urge to punch his brother in the nose.

Thoughts rush through his head at a mile a minute. How could he stop Taiju from hurting you? How could he prevent the one good thing in his life from being stripped away in an instant?

"But I know they'd be pleased to see you become one of the Black Dragons. She'd be a nice addition to our little girlfriend's group, and I'm sure Yuzuha will enjoy spending time with her as well."

"Not on your life," Hakkai snaps. Taiju's hand moves with blinding speed, knocking Hakkai against the wall and pressing down on his throat.

There's only one option.

"So you'll do this the hard way, huh?" Taiju raises his cellphone from his pocket and lifts it up, dialing with one hand. "Inupi," he mutters, and Hakkai gulps, trying his best to wriggle free of his brother's grasp. "Take care of our little friend, pl--"

"Stop it, stop it!" Hakkai gurgles, and Taiju turns his eyes to his brother slowly. "Stop it..."

"Hold on." The older man lowers the phone and mumbles, "Changed your mind?"

"I'll join the Black Dragons. Whatever you want. Just don't hurt y/n. Just-- j-just don't hurt her." Taiju laughs, calls Inupi off, and lets go of Hakkai all in one move.

Hakkai knows he'd given his friends up, his position up, everything... just for you.

But you never knew. All you could understand was that things were a little less strict, you could meet his brother and sister, but Hakkai came home with more bruises and less energy than before.

"Hakkai," you whisper, pressing the soft, warm cloth to his face. "Is everything okay?" Hakkai smiles at you, past his bleeding lip, and whispers:

"Everything's fine. As long as I have you, everything's fine."

#hakkai shiba fluff #hakkai shiba x reader #hakkai shiba #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers fluff

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tetsurousharlot · 3 years

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Presenting Yuletide Knights for @inupi for the Bnharem Secret Santa

Pairing: Disgraced Knight!Dabi x Scullery Maid!Fem!Reader x Disgraced Knight!Compress

Summary: On the day before the big Christmas feast for the royals you serve, you’re the one who receives an early Christmas present in the form of your former lovers.

Thank you @nocturnalazura for beta reading!

Word count: 1,417

Warnings: porn with slight plot, subtle bimbo reader (I tried but, fair warning, this is my first time writing it), quirkless au, manga spoilers, no pronouns used for reader but Dabi and Compress calls reader good/best girl, female body parts for reader, threesome, slight choking, slight breath play, public sex, clothed sex, daddy kink, pussy slaps, fingering, vaginal sex, deepthroating, unprotected sex (wrap it up irl), descriptions of food preparation in the first few paragraphs, reader gets called slut, all characters are 18+, I WILL BLOCK MINORS 17 AND UNDER AND AGELESS BLOGS IF YOU LIKE, COMMENT, REBLOG, AND/OR FOLLOW. I don’t own the characters

The castle kitchen is bustling with activity as the cooks, kitchen maids, and scullery maids prepare the big yuletide feast for the king and queen. Bakers slam and knead dough on the long wooden table while the cook adds the garlic, rosemary and thyme to the boar before sewing it shut and lifts it with another cook to the hearth, charcoal heated fire roasting underneath. Another cook finishes glazing a ham and lines it with pineapple then adds it to the wood burning oven.

Various kitchen help work on large batches of plum pudding while another works on mincemeat pies and dishes of only the finest venison. Stews, soups, and sauces are being worked on diligently by kitchen maids while bakers bake various yule log cakes and gingerbread. Then there’s you, a lowly scullery maid, hard at work on making the finest spiced wine, reading the specific instructions at least thrice to ensure you understand them and not make one of your usual mistakes.

You nervously bite your lip as you add the premeasured mix of spices – ginger, cinnamon, cardamom, cloves, and nutmeg – to the giant barrel of freshly heated wine and honey. Stirring until they’re well mixed, you then add handfuls of dried cherries, raisins, and almonds. Hand firmly grasping the large wooden spoon, you stir the mixture when another scullery maid walks up and informs you that you’ve been summoned to the far stables.

Handing over the spoon to her, you grab your thin cloak by the heavy, wooden door and open it, heading out into the cold, winter day. Shouts from young children playing on the snow covered ground reach your ears on your trek. Your eyes roam over the bright red decorations of flowers and ribbons contrast the cold, grey stone of the curtain walls. You curtsy to the nobles you pass on your way to the stables until you arrive at your destination.

Crossing the threshold into the stable, your head tilts in confusion to see it devoid of any other person, not even the stable boy is in sight. Walking further into the stables, you peer into the stalls, looking for who could have summoned you when warm hands wrap around your waist, sliding under your dress to caress and grope your thighs.

“Miss me, doll?”

“T-Touya?” You call out, shock coloring your tone. “What are you doing here? You were banished from the grounds.”

His fingers dance around your folds, smirking when you squirm and rub your thighs together, your slick collecting on his fingertips, “you know we couldn’t resist seeing our best girl.”

His fingers push your panties aside, entering and curling inside you as you dumbly ask, “We?”

Touya gives a chuckle as Atsuhiro reveals himself, coming over to stand in front of you and caress your cheek gently.

Atsuhiro’s thumb runs down the middle of your lip, “We’ve missed you so much, mi mellilla.”

You let out a whimper and grind your hips against Touya’s fingers, shaking your head to try and keep your wits about you until your questions are answered. But, then, he adds another finger as Atsuhiro unties your bodice. Freeing your breasts, he sucks one into his mouth, nipple pebbling as his tongue runs over it.

Breathing hard, you arch your back, pushing more of your breast into his mouth as Touya adds another finger, causing your pussy to clench around it tightly as you fuck yourself on his hand harder.

He rips his hand out, your previously fast approaching orgasm receding, and gives three harsh slaps to your cunt, “Ah, ah, ah, good cock sluts ask for permission to cum.”

With each slap, your pussy clenches and spasms around nothing. Atsuhiro sucks harder and his hand moves to knead your other breast as Touya gives another harsh slap, both actions making you gasp out.

“Please, Touya, please, I’ll – I’ll be good.”

Touya’s lips find your neck and suck harshly, leaving a darkening spot, before moving to your ear, teeth nipping it, “That’s not what you call me, love. Use your words and ask properly.” He delivers another slap to your cunt.

You gasp out, “Daddy, please! Make me cum on your fingers.”

Touya smirks and brings four fingers back inside your pussy, curling fast as his thumb swipes at your clit. Your head falls back against him as Atsuhiro removes his lips from your breast and looks at you, eyes closed and panting as you get closer and closer to your edge.

“Look at me when you cum, mi mellilla,” Atsuhiro whispers, grabbing your chin and forcing your head up as your eyes snap open. You let out a loud moan as the coil snaps, coating Touya’s fingers in your juices.

He pulls his fingers from you and brings them to your lips, your juices coating them as he gives an order, “Suck.”

He shoves his fingers in your mouth as your tongue wraps around them, the taste of you filling your mouth until he pulls them from you again, “Good girl, still following instructions. Now get on your knees.”

Doing as told, you immediately get on the stable floor, hiking your skirt above your knees. Mud and hay stick to your bare knees as you arch your back.

Touya lets out a low whistle as he turns to address Atsuhiro, “Good little slut remembers what we like.”

Atsuhiro walks over to you, thumb rubbing your cheek as he undoes his britches and frees his hard cock. He gives it a few strokes before bringing it to your lips, which part instantly to take his cock down your throat. Behind you, Touya hikes your skirt up to bunch around your waist as he lines up his now freed cock with your hole, pressing in slowly until he bottoms out with a moan.

Touya stills to let you adjust as Atsuhiro’s thumb rubs against your cheek again, “You feel like heaven, mi mellilla.”

You moan around his cock as you squirm and rock your hips back against Touya, desperate for some friction. Touya smirks and his hands grip your hips as he pulls out until just the tip remains, before slamming back in. Atsuhiro matches Touya’s pace, his balls slapping your chin with every thrust. Your breasts swing with every harsh thrust from Touya as he angles his hips, hitting the spot that makes you see stars, causing you to moan around Atsuhiro’s cock.

Hollowing your cheeks and breathing through your nose, you take him down your throat as his hand grips your throat. Squeezing slightly, he feels his cock twitch in your throat before he cums and grabbing your head to keep you flush against his abs. Touya’s hands grip your hips for leverage to thrust deeper, tip kissing your cervix as you moan around Atsuhiro, nails digging into the mud.

The speed of Touya’s thrusts shove you forward on Atsuhiro’s softening cock before he pulls out of your mouth and, dropping his hand from your throat, pulls his britches back up. Gasping for breath, you moan out Touya’s name as you rock forward from the speed of his thrusts. Your nails dig deeper into the mud as you clench tighter and tighter around his cock.

Touya’s fingers dig into your nails, pain only increasing the pleasure as you stutter out, “D-daddy! Please, can I cum?”

His smirk is present in his voice as he answers, “Good girls that ask permission get rewarded.” He leans down to whisper in your ear, “Cream around my cock, love.”

The coil snaps and your juices gush around him as he pulls you up, your back flush against his chest. His hands move to grip your breasts and twirl your nipples between his fingers as his hips smack against yours until they stutter, filling you with his hot cum. Pulling out of you, he smirks at his cum dripping down your thighs as you fall forward, your arms barely preventing you from falling.

“This way! They were heading towards the stables!” Comes from the courtyard.

“Time for us disgraced knights to disappear, doll,” Touya tips an imaginary hat at you as he tucks his cock back into his britches.

Atsuhiro cups your cheek again, thumb rubbing against it, “Until next time, mi mellilla.”

Standing on shaky legs, you watch them disappear as you fix your skirt and bodice. Eyes staring after them longingly, you smile softly at the sparks of hope and mumble softly under your breath, “Until next time, my yuletide knights.”

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