#kakucho x you

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— 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲'𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 (𝐡𝐜𝐬)

INCLUDES | toman members [mentioned: draken, hakkai, mitsuya, pah-chin, peh-yan, takemichi, kazutora, chifuyu, baji.], bonten members [mentioned: takeomi, koko, kakucho, sanzu, ran and rindou haitani]

NOTE | headcanons for toman are set in the final timeline! everyone is in their mid/late 20s, happy & alive :) | request

— TOMAN.

When Mikey shows up with a pregnant lady at his side, most of the gang is stunned into silence. Curious gazes are exchanged, then everyone start whispering among each other, trying to make sense of the situation.

At first, nobody really connects the dots. They all assume you must be a friend in need or someone Mikey found and decided to help. They imagine that Mikey took you under his wing and promised to keep you safe – which would explain why he brought you here. Typical Mikey.

Imagine the absolute whiplash when Mikey starts the meeting by introducing you as his wife.

For some of them (especially Draken), it's kind of a hard pill to swallow.

A wave of realization hits him hard and he suddenly feels like he never really knew Mikey after all. His best friend, whom he hangs out with pretty much every day and has been looking after his whole life, has been married this entire time? He can't help but wonder how he missed all the signs and feels a mixture of emotions as he tries to process those unexpected layers of Mikey's life that he never knew existed.

But once he starts to grasp the reasons why Mikey did it, he begins to feel better about it.

He knows that Mikey has always been a responsible and thoughtful young man. The fact that he kept his wife hidden from the gang because he knew your presence might've made you a target for rival gangs or enemies seeking to exploit the slightest vulnerability in his life only made Draken more admirative of Mikey.

Over time, everyone in Toman gets accustomed to the situation and they all grow closer to you, much to Mikey's delight.

Hakkai has yet to get used to seeing you around all the time, but he tries his best. He really likes you and tries not to freeze completely when you talk to him. It's not easy for him, but he does manage to get a few words out when you start a conversation. It's cute to see him make the effort and face his shyness just to be able talk to you.

Baji and Chifuyu are like your personal bodyguards. They treat you like a younger sibling, always looking out for you and stealing you from Mikey to hang out or help with shopping for the baby.

As for Mitsuya, he'll put all his energy into making his own unique pieces of clothing for the baby. Before your child is even born, he's is already envisioning the most adorable designs to keep the little one cozy and stylish at all times. He'll design all sort of cute outfits, knit baby blankets, baby booties, and maybe even craft some nursery decor, because why not.

Everyone quickly realizes that you are an essential pillar of support for Mikey and they, too, end up finding comfort in your presence.

In moments of stress and anxiety, you always know how to calm them down. A gentle touch on the shoulder or a quick pep talk is all it takes to ease the burden from their shoulders. It's as if you have this innate sense of knowing when people need support the most, and you're always there to lend a listening ear or a shoulder to lean on.

You've practically become Kazutora's best friend and confident, and he often seeks your advice on important decisions. Your bond with him runs deep, forged through shared experiences and the understanding that you have for each other. He knows that you genuinely care about his well-being and will always have his best interests at heart.

After the baby's arrival, Pah-Chin and Peh-Yan turn into the typical pair of bickering uncles, always competing to hold the baby first (because of course, everyone gets to hold your baby at least once a day).

One day, their playful argument escalates and their voices disturb the baby's peaceful sleep, leading to Mikey landing a friendly kick on them, while Draken settles to giving them a rather harsh slap on the back of the head.

In the midst of the chaos, Takemichi eventually gets the privilege of holding the baby first. You could tell he was practically dying to ask, but simply didn't dare to.

You share a special connection with all of Mikey's friends, like a close-knit found family, and each of them wholeheartedly reciprocates your affection.

— BONTEN.

When Mikey holds a meeting to introduce his pregnant partner, the news doesn't really come off as a shock to anyone. Everyone in Bonten is used to sleeping around, and, well, they know that accidents can happen.

Mikey decided to be responsible and keep a prostitute and her baby? Okay, good for him. Maybe not the best decision, but that's none of their business.

What genuinely shocks them however, is finding out that you and your baby are actually far from being a mere accident or casual fling gone wrong.

In fact, you've been Mikey's wife for a little over a year now, and the main motivation behind his decision to introduce you to his gang is to ensure your safety at all times. He can't risk an enemy finding out about you before his allies do, especially now that you're pregnant.

They're not exactly thrilled by the idea of playing babysitter for their boss - but they quickly get used to having you around. (It's not like they have much of a choice anyway)

Takeomi handles you like literal porcelain. He doesn't leave your side, always following you around to make sure you don't trip, fall down the stairs or hurt yourself in any way shape or form.

His attentiveness is primarily driven by your position as the boss's wife rather than personal affection or genuine concern for you, though. He's just doing his job, knowing that any harm happening to you while he's in charge of watching you will result in him getting reprimanded by Mikey. You're a very nice woman, but he'd rather be tasked with more important business - hence the constant huffs and sighs when he's around you.

Koko, on the other hand, grows particularly fond of you and buys pretty much everything you need for yourself and the baby. Whether it be clothes, plushies, furniture for the nursery or your weird pregnancy cravings, he'll get you anything you desire. This baby is going to be spoiled rotten whether you like it or not. (Mikey complains about it more than you do)

Similarly, you and Kakucho develop a significant bond over time, the third-in-command becoming almost like an older brother to you. Among the gang, he stands out as the friendliest and least intimidating, Introducing a comforting and accessible presence in your life, something you've been missing for a while. Although you love Mikey dearly, being his wife presents its own set of difficulties and often leaves you feeling isolated.

Sanzu mostly minds his own business. He does his job and keeps an eye on you, but he has too much respect for Mikey to even consider befriending you. He wouldn't want his boss to get the wrong idea.

He mostly leaves the wifesitting job to the others, preferring to stay by Mikey's side and obey his more thrilling orders.

(And let's be honest, you're not complaining)

The Haitani brothers aren't big on befriending, and yet from time to time they'll buy some stuff for your baby, like little shoes or plushies. (That's mostly Rindou's doing, as he tends to be friendlier than his older brother).

When you find yourself alone at home, they're usually the ones assigned to stay by your front door, ensuring your security.

[yeppeun-riaa]

What do you think their type of girl is: ran, rindou, sanzu and kakucho

TR BOYS AND THEIR TYPE

MDNI 18+

Not proofread. Idk why rans own is the shortest because hes my fav😫, I got carried away with the rest😭,hope you enjoy tho, thank you for the ask💕!

⋆RAN

Ran is into brats! women that are stubborn, women that have an attitude that will be the death of them, women that are way to dramatic and clingy, overall just downright bratty, he'd love to put them in their place when they decide to bitch out on him, he's sadistic and loves to watch them cry while he punishes them.

'You really thought you'd get away after pulling that shit? Then fucking think again, whore, you should be glad I'm putting that dirty mouth of yours to good use' he'd say through gritted teeth while using your mouth th get himself off.

ALSO. He likes when she plays hard to get, he always up for a challenge. I think he'd also be into very studious girs, like student council, top of all her classes type shit because it boosts his ego, and melts his heart, knowing that someone so uptight would crumble within mere seconds under his touch.

⋆RINDOU

He honestly just loves women, he really isn't that picky when it comes to his type but he would fall 10× harder for a girl if she was clingy and really into pda. You might disagree but I think rindou is a moderate fan of pda😭 he just loves all the attention he'd get.... The fact that his girlfriend would always want to hold hands or want him to have his anywhere on her body, a girl that just needs him would ignite a fire in him, he may not show it but he enjoys being wanted...

Your mouth hung agape and you saw stars as rindou thrusted into you at an inhumane pace, all while bending you almost painfully over the sink. "Fuck—rin!" You cried as his hand came down on your ass, you looked like a mess as you locked gaze with yourself in the mirror, tears streaming down your face, makeup all ruined while rindou pounded into you from behind. "You just can't keep your hands to yourself huh?" He says punctuating each word with a slap to your behind. "Don't fucking cry, you wanted this and now you'll take everything I give you and thank me after" yeah... when you came back to the others it was pretty obvious what went down.

⋆SANZU

He likes himself a bimbo, a woman that's that kind, caring, innocent and downright stupid, a girl that's book smart, but stupid in anything else. The type dumb of girl that walks around in tight clothes and thinks the men staring at her being friendly, of course he gets annoyed when she fails to realize that someone is flirting with her, or when she ask the most dumb question and won't stop fucking talking, but it's okaayyy, he loves to shut her up and teach her a lesson!!

"W-wait haru! too much" you'd yelp from your spot on the bed, trying to break free from your restraints to tug him away from your aching pussy. He smirks and runs his tongue up your slit, sticking one more finger into your tight littel hole and sucking harshly on your clit, "you're a fucking whore, if i didn't know any better I'd think you did that on purpose because you wanted a punishment" he spat harshly at you, you lost count of how many times you came, all you were sure of was that he needed to stop because it was all too much. "Baby I'm sorry! I di-didn't know he was flirting", he scoffs slapping your cunt making tears form on your waterline, "how could you not know? He was all up in your fucking face, talking about he could be better to you than me, are you dumb, or just dumb." It was a statement, not a question and you mourned seeing him sit up to undo his pants, it was gonna be a long fucking night.

⋆KAKUCHO

Kakucho is another one that just loves women♡ he's smitten for women that are confident, it drives him crazy (in a good way) when a girl is passionate and radiates good energy. That popular girl that everyone knows and loves, the girl that every guy wants, the girl that everyone would throw hands for if she ever cried. He wants that type of girl so he can be there for her, and see the side of her no one else gets to. Even the sad side that she never shows, he'll take great pride that he was able to break down her walls and be the only one too see her In that different night. He want to be the one that makes the false happiness, that no one else could detect, real.

"Shh, it's okay" he'd whisper sweet nothings I to your ear at night while he made love to you. Some nights rough, others slow and sensual, it all depended on how you felt, and right now you were sad, all you wanted was the him to love on you, melt all the sadness away. And that's exactly what he would do.

[b0nten]

IT’S YOU AND ME AGAINST THE WORLD (THE CRUEL ONE I’VE DRAGGED YOU INTO)

[SYNOPSIS] ˚⁀➷｡ kakucho takes you to meet his family. or, the closest thing he has to one, besides the one made by you two.

[NOTES] ˚⁀➷｡ FIRST KAKUCHO FIC WOHOOOOO. timestamps may be a little off so yeah. sorry4dat. anon i hope you like it!

today is the day.

straightening your clothes with your palms, your eyes scan your body in the mirror.

“i thought i told you something casual was enough?” a shirtless figure emerges from down the hallway of the apartment, toned muscles flexing as he stretches.

“and i thought i told you you should ditch the blue and go natural, kaku.” you sarcastically answer, turning to him.

he’s got an amused expression painted across his face, eyes softly laid on you and mouth corners sewn into a delicate upward smile.

“so you really hate my aegean blue hair that much?” he jokes again, and, as if teleporting himself, emerges from nothing next to you.

“that’s not true, after all, this aegean blue is the one that charmed me the second time around, but your natural hair color is beautiful, and you know that!” by fake-punching his chest you earn a laugh, “i’ll dress casually when you stop dyeing your hair!”

“alright, alright,” he muses, “are you ready to go?”

“shouldn’t you get dressed first, princess?” you question back, stressing the second word and inspecting his ‘outfit’. “you look handsome like this, gotta give it to you, but i’d like ti think i’m the only woman that gets to see you like this.”

“shoot, you’re right.” he laughs as he grabs the neatly laid out shirt from a nearby chair, “what would i do without you?” he asks, awarding you with a forehead kiss.

“go to work half-naked, apparently..” you fake a disapproving head-shake and make way to the door. “i’m gonna wait in the car, try to not be late, please.” you warn, jingling his car keys in your right hand.

“yes ma’am.” kakucho fakes a military greeting rushing to the bathroom to brush his hair.

✣ ✣ ✣

looking at the high building in front of you, you let out a shaky breath.

“you ready?” kaku asks, blue hair shining in the hot summer sun.

in response, you only hum a weak ‘mhm’, accompanied by a slight nod. you ponder — are you really ready? — you know what kakucho does for a job, he’s a mafioso. not only that, but he’s the no. 3 of japan’s most feared crime syndicate. if every single one of his coworkers is as serious as your kaku is whenever he talks business on the phone (which happens very rarely, as he values his time at home and with you more than drug deals and murders) then you’re screwed, to put it lightly.

“hey, c’mon,” he looks at you, face contorting into a goofy grin, “you really don’t have to be nervous. they look scary but each one is dumber than the other, i promise you. you’ll like them, and they’ll like you.”

his reassuring words tug at your heartstrings a bit, and warm your worry-frozen heart just enough to get it to pump blood again. so, you take a deep breath and nod again, only this time, confidently.

“let’s do this.” with the corner of your eye, you see kakucho smile proudly, before stretching out his arm, allowing you to loop your’s through.

you enter the building: the lobby is cool and and feels so much better than the scorching heat of the outside. the decor is nice, it brings a certain richness to the place, with accents of gold and spanish oak and baroque elements here and there. it’s not flashy, and certainly not like any other japanese office tower interior you’ve seen before.

your heels smack against the macael marble as you allow yourself to admire the interior.

“ran redesigned this whole place when we bought it.” having observed you until now, kakucho chimes in with some fun facts.

“he really has the eye for art.” you add, and watch his eyes light up as he presses the elevator button.

“and he’s quite the snob too. god forbid we touch his montblanc pens or he goes apeshit.”

“oh, kaku…” you can only sigh as he bursts out laughing. “i really don’t know what to expect from you guys.”

he calms down his laughter before entering the lift, “and that’s just the beginning.”

the elevator ride is long, their offices being the second to last floor, which is not so bad as kakucho gets to tell you more about the guys.

“the pink mullet with the piercings is sanzu. he’s quite… eccentric, sometimes.. even uhm..” kaku swallows, uncertain if he should say more, but sure enough that this slip-up may cause you some fright.

“sometimes what, kakucho?” you urge him to continue his sentence.

“well, he can be scary or creepy sometimes. but just sometimes. other than that, he’s a dumbass.” your boyfriend scratches the back of his head, almost relieved. “he’s also no. 2.

as you know, I, your handsome boyfriend is no. 3, while the advisor is takeomi, sanzu’s brother. he really likes trench coats for some reason, so he’ll probably be wearing one today. he’s got a long scar on the right side of his face. oh, yeah, and sanzu also has two scars at the corners of his lips.”

“two down, five more to go, including montblanc guy.” you comment, leaving kakucho somewhat surprised.

“ye— wait, how do you know?” confused, his head darts in your direction.

“by paying attention to your phone calls, during conversations and doing some simple maths.” you reply, sarcastically.

“oh, my beloved einstein.” he kisses the crown of your head gently, “yeah, we have montblanc guy, ran, and his younger brother rindou. ran has short hair, black and pink and rindou also has a mullet, blue and purple. and they both have the tattoo on their necks.

then there’s mochi. well behaved guy, but his beard almost makes him look like an npc or the daiso version of a pimp. he’s the guy with the jumbo dumplings i told you about!”

“oh, that’s mochi! good to know, good to know!” you reply, just as excited as he is.

“and last but not least we have koko. he’s got really long blonde hair and a… unique hairstyle. his tattoo is on his head.

i think that makes them all.”

“are you not forgetting someone?” you quirk up a brow and kakucho mimics you. “maybe… that mikey guy? your leader?” you finally ask, long pauses between each word.

“it’ll be easy for you to see which one’s mikey once he enters the room. but don’t be fooled! he’s tougher than he looks.”

you nod and run through the information one last time before the elevator light pings and the door opens. you step onto a soft carpet, kakucho right next to you, eager to explain more about his workplace.

“we each have our own offices but usually meet in the conference room, where we do most of the work. for separate tasks we use our own spaces, tho. mine is… right here!” the turns left and points to a black door. it’s not hard to see it’s his thanks to the nameplate.

“across from mine is sanzu’s and the one behind us is mikey’s. over here is akashi takeomi, just beside the elevator is mochi, across from his is the conference room, and then there’s kokonoi’s, and the haitanis’ offices towards the end of the hall.”

you would’ve liked to see how the offices looked, being sure kakucho’s was just as neat as he keeps the one at home, interested in the older haitani’s the most, to be frank. you could’ve bet money he also took charge of the floor’s design, this time more simple and elegant than the ground one. muted colors, different textures and simple paintings; the guy really seems to know what he’s doing, maybe he should ditch organized crime and do interior design.

“let’s get this over with.” you turn over to kakucho, who’s just looking around, as if it’s also his first time visiting the place. when he hears you, he smiles, and takes small steps toward the conference room, hand still looped through yours.

you un-loop your arm from his, resting it on his shoulder as he opens the door. he enters, aegean fringe bouncing with every small step. you come in just behind him.

analyzing the room, you really can’t believe these are japan’s most feared:

ran is filing his nails. next to him, legs propped up on the table, is his brother, playing a video game on his phone, occasionally hissing as his eyebrows twitch in frustration.

across from them is sanzu, pink mullet covered by a long white towel, dripping on the wool carpet. just beside him is his older brother, takeomi, wearing a tan trench-coat. he’s reading — you rub your eyes to be sure you’re seeing everything exactly as it is — a guide to becoming a multi-millionaire through bitcoin.

mochi is doing paperwork, and koko — god have fucking mercy on their souls — is reading the same book as takeomi.

“can you close the fucking— ” the younger haitani bangs his fists against the table in a fit of rage, freezing completely when he sees you. “oh my god, it’s the lady whose picture he keeps on his desk! KOKO GIVE ME MY FUCKING MONEY YOU MOTHERFUCKER HE HAS AN ACTUAL FUCKING GIRLFRIEND!” he grabs his hair while pushing past every chair to get to the mentioned, disturbing ran in the process.

“rindou, try to look whenever you’re running around like a wild boar, i hurt my nail when you pushed me!” his brother accuses, but rindou is long gone.

when he gets to koko, he’s met with a book in his face.

“i’m not giving you jackshit, bitch!”

“come on man, you can’t go back now! we had a bet!” he whines and pleads, but koko is nowhere near turning his decision around.

all of a sudden, rindou kicks koko’s chair, sending him flying into mochi.

the bearded man looks up from his papers distraught, an evil look in his eyes.

“do you even know how long it took me to convince this corn company to deliver corn directly to my house?” he asks, and both shake their heads no. “do you have any idea how long it took me to write this goddamn ‘thank you’ letter?” he asks again, and they both shake their heads again. “THEN ARE YOU TWO GOING TO WRITE IT AGAIN FOR ME BECAUSE YOU JUST MADE ME THROW AWAY A MONTH’S WORTH OF CALLIGRAPHY CLASSES?” this time, they nod.

from the left, sanzu groans.

“CAN YOU FUCKERS STOP SCREAMING? MY HEADACHE IS GETTING WORSE.” he roars, ripping the towel off his face, ready to jump out of his chair. thankfully, takeomi holds him back.

“i think you should all calm down. this is no way to greet the lady.” he says as he closes his book and stands up, bowing to you from afar. “akashi takeomi, bonten’s advisor. nice to meet you.” he says, smiling slightly.

“thank you takeomi.” kakucho starts “this is y/n, my girlfriend, just like rindou has correctly observed.” he shoots the man a judging look, “we’ve been dating for a little shy of, what? nine years now?” he looks at you and smiles, and you give an approving note, signaling he has gotten the time right, “she wanted to meet you all, so i brought her here.”

he steps forward, stretching out his hand toward you. you take it and follow him, nearing the guys on the left side.

“y/n f/l. nice to meet you, everyone. i hope we can get along well. i heard lots about you.” you take your turn and bow, looking at every single one of the guys as you speak.

every one of them continues with the introduction, except for takeomi, since he had already done it while lecturing the guys.

kakucho pulls a chair out from under the table and gestures you to sit. he sits down next to you and surprisingly, the boys are all eager to talk as soon as they get the possibility to.

rindou and koko apologize for their behavior and you just shrug it off with a laugh, reassuring them smilingly that it was funny. you compliment ran’s interior design skills to which he seems very grateful and laugh with mochi, hinting that you know about the jumbo dumpling incident. sanzu compliments your ear piercing setup and asks you about some more jewelry and you offer to go with him shopping sometime, and bond with takeomi over your shared interest of the sengoku period, finding out that he shares the same birthday with his idol, samurai akechi mitsuhide.

everything is going smoothly, when all of a sudden, the door flies open, every one of the executives jumping up in an instant, with you closely behind. when they bow, you do the same, although you didn’t get to see who came in.

when you all pull your heads up again, the short blonde who has entered looks at you puzzled.

“who are you?” he tilts his head to the left, analyzing you carefully.

“mikey, this is y/n, my girlfriend. i brought her to meet everyone!” kakucho explains instantly, and watches him approach you.

“you… you’re the one … that makes those cute bento boxes for kakucho?” he asks, serious look plastered on his face.

unable to control your excitement for your work being recognized, you beam up, hands clasping each other happily: “yes! that’s me!”

as if he wasn’t the ruthless leader he is, mikey’s eyes widen with the childish love for food he’s had forever.

“do you think…,” he starts off shy, unusual for him, “but only if you have the time, do you think you could also make one for me?” the head of bonten inquires, eagerly awaiting your response.

ever so flattered, you smile so hard you can barely see anymore, screeching out in a delighted tone.

“of course!” you’re amped, ready to cook fifty bento boxes because of how happy you are, “do you have any allergies or themes you like?”

as if having been offered a million dollars, mikey answers you enthusiastically, “i don’t like spicy food, and… i like omurice, and if you could add a mini- flag on top, please…” he says, hands meeting behind his back.

“of course!” you affirm, high on the rush of dopamine and continue asking mikey about how he’d like his bento boxes. he himself feels like a kid in a candy store.

the rest of the guys are left dumbfounded, kakucho’s mouth having hit the floor long time ago already.

he picks it back up when mikey interrupts his own conversation.

“i’m sorry to cut it short, y/n-san, but we should start the meeting. we can discuss after it more, if you want!” he apologizes, subliminally saying he wants to talk about these upcoming bentos more with you.

“that’s alright, and of course!” you smile again, “kaku, i’m heading to your office!” and turn around to face your red-faced boyfriend.

“of course, i’ll see you there after we’re done.” he smiles, nodding, assuringly.

“kakucho, does she know where your office is? are you not gonna walk her?” mikey intervenes and before kaku can say anything else, he offers himself to guide you to your lover’s workroom.

“take your places, guys, we’ll start when i come back.” the blonde orders, closing the door behind him.

“looks like boss is gonna steal your girl, kaku.” sanzu teases his subordinate, while ran makes kissy noises and coos ‘kaku’ in the background.

“wait…” rindou interrupts abruptly, “you said you have been dating for nine years? that means.. koko! do the math, please!” he orders.

“you’ve been keeping her secret ever since kanto manji!” the blonde gasps in shock.

“you bastard! you kept her hidden through that— ” mochi is just as angry.

“and tenjiku too?!” kokonoi, having redone his math, is in utter disbelief.

kakucho tries to drown out the sound of the guys accusing him of treachery, thinking about the end of the meeting and heading straight for his office to get you home and spend his time with you, alone.

[prncessrindou]

what are your thoughts on kakucho? i think he’s SUCH a fine man. so handsome. takes his time eating it. he’s so slow with it you’d think he’s teasing but he’s just enjoying himself, and when you tell him to stop teasing he’s just confused like a lil cutie ｡*(>д<)･｡

Kakucho is INDEED a fine man.

He loves how you scratch his scalp and moan his name as he’s eating you out so slowly, it’s almost torture how his tongue is gliding up and down your slit. His chin submerged in your juices while his tongue repeatedly goes over your sensitive bud.

“Kaku— please, stop that! Aah—!” You moan, yanking his black locks. He raises his head up and his two toned eyes stare up at you.. you melt from how seductive his eyes are. “Stop what, darling?” His voice is so deep, yet so gentle. He kisses your inner thighs and gives you small bite marks, his large hands slightly squeezes your flesh to keep you in place.

“Stop teasing, Kaku! You know exactly what you’re doing!” You replied softly, throwing your head back against the pillow as Kakucho licks over your clit. “I’m not doing anything, baby.” He says, closing his eyes as he concentrates on pleasing you.

[buccini555]

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐓𝐚𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭

≡ You asked them to pretend they knew you because you were being followed by a strange person on the street

⌕ x r e a d e r!

ᶻ 𝗓ᵎ 𝐹𝑡. Kakucho Hitto, Rindou Haitani, Hakkai Shiba, Manjiro Sano and Baji Keisuke

𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

He would find your presence strange as soon as you suddenly started walking next to him, as soon as he noticed the distress in your eyes and your labored breathing, Kakucho would immediately realize that there was something wrong.

"P-please pretend to know me, I'm being followed." You said in a low tone to him, as soon as he heard you, he pretended he knew you.

Kakucho gently brought you closer to him, acting as if you were an acquaintance "It's nice to meet you here! Come on, I'll take you home."

He would stay with you until you calmed down and made sure there was no one else chasing you, after which he would take you to your home.

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

Rindou would wonder why you were walking so close to him, that would catch his attention and it wouldn't take long for him to realize that there was someone following you.

"Pretend you know me, please! There's someone following me." You whispered with a trembling voice, getting even closer to him.

Rindou would initially be in doubt whether he should trust you, but he wouldn't forgive himself if he ignored you and then found out that something happened to you even though you were a stranger.

"You around here? I missed seeing you." Rindou would say, resting his arm on your shoulders and hugging you, keeping an eye on whether anyone would still have the courage to follow you with him by your side, he would stay with you for a while to make sure you were no longer being followed and walk with you to your house.

𝐇𝐚𝐤𝐤𝐚𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚

Hakkai wouldn't even notice his presence until you got closer to him.

"H-help me, I'm being followed, pretend you know me, please" You spoke in a low tone, he looked at you and stopped for a moment, but then offered his arm for you to hold.

"Good to see you!" He would say with an awkward smile, keeping an eye on the person who was chasing you, when he was sure there was no one else there, Hakkai would take you home.

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

As soon as you started walking next to him, he noticed how apprehensive you were, so he started paying attention to you and your surroundings.

"You ok?" He would say in a brief whisper.

"Pretend you know me, there's someone following me." You would respond in the same low tone, as soon as Manjiro understood the reason for your nervousness, he hugged you. "Wow! I hadn't even noticed you there, how long!" He said as he hugged you, watching around the street to make sure that person wouldn't be following you anymore, after a while, he would walk you home.

𝐁𝐚𝐣𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞

Baji would immediately be uncomfortable with the fact that you were walking so close to him, but as soon as he noticed the fear in your eyes, he knew there was something wrong, being a little more attentive, he realized for himself the fact that you were being followed.

You looked at it and said in a low tone that you were being followed. "P-pretend you know me, please." Baji looked back at you and gently pulled you closer to him.

"I finally found you! I missed you..." He would say. "...Who is this son of a bitch? I'm going to kill him." Baji whispered as he hugged you, you just replied that you didn't know that person.

Baji would spend some time taking care of you and then walk you home.

[benkeibear]

⋆꙳✧༄ My goddess

❖ Character: Kakucho

❖ Reader: Female | AFAB

❖ Wordcount: 1.0k

❖ Summary: Kakucho had a hard time expressing his love to you and hopes you can understand his love to you like this

❖ WARNINGS: switch!reader, oral (reader receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, body worship

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Kakucho loved you so dearly, having a hard time to express it to you - or at least that's what he thought. The way all his friends knew and appreciated you long before they even met you said enough. He was talking nonstop about you and every time he was with you he was always so invested in every word you told him, listening with full attention and encouraging you to keep going, even if he didn't get to speak the past hour because you kept rambling to him about your day. Your little rants were just far too adorable to him to ever interrupt you unless it was of utmost importance. His hands were on you at all times, holding your hand on the streets, resting it on your knee or thigh when you were around close friends or alone. The thought of not having you close drove him insane, all these years without anyone who cared for him came crashing down the first time you drove across town to bring him the lunch he forgot. The nights you held him close, letting him listen to your heartbeat after the nightmares so he could calm down. Your hand that gently raked through his black hair, combing out tiny knots and calming him down again. The way you didn't judge him for not always being your strong protector - the fact that you loved this sensitive side of him just as much as you loved everything else. All he wanted was to make you feel equally loved because god knows, he loves you more than any human loved another before in history.

His thoughts wandered far away as the bath water turned cold, your ethereal body resting against his scarred one, making him shudder at the contrast, chuckling to himself as he thought of the beauty and the beast but he must have thought out loud when he saw the frown form on your lips, followed by your sweet words. “Hey. that's my boyfriend you're talking about… he's the most handsome man” you mumbled and turned around, heart against heart as your arms wrapped tighter around him. Silence followed on both sides, unsure what to say to the other but both your hands were wandering on each other's body, caressing the skin as gentle as you could for as long as the water stayed warm. Kakucho used the fluffiest towel to help you get dry, only wrapping a scrappy one around his waist, making you sigh at how he's treating himself. A simple kiss was all it took for him to snap out of his little trance, kissing you back and pulling your naked body against his until you were skin to skin, heart to heart once more.

Craving the tenderness of your hands he carried you to the bedroom and laid you down on the bed, giving you a small smile “my goddess” he hummed before kissing all your sensitive spots before nibbling on the inside of your thighs and repeated the process until your skin felt ablaze, begging him to touch you where you needed him most. Of course he couldn't deny you heavenly pleasure, kissing along your thighs to your awaiting folds, glistening with arousal from the way he worshiped your body previously. A small gasp escaped your lungs when he licked through your folds, his tongue dragging up in zig-zag movements before his lips latched onto your puffy clit to suck ever so gently on it. The moans he let out were obscene, muffled by your wet folds and sending the vibrations straight to your core. Your hands were threading into his silk like hair the closer you got, his tongue lapping on your pussy like that's his entire purpose in life. A single finger circled your entrance before pushing in, slowly. You could feel the first and then the second knuckle disappear into your heat before he started massaging your sweet spot right away, knowing your body like the back of his own hand. “Kaku~” you moaned his name out, trying to warn him of your approaching orgasm but he could already feel your walls flutter around his finger, quickly adding a second digit to give you this sweet release you desired when his tongue flicked over your bundle of nerves just the right way.

A string of curses fell off your lips as you came, thighs locking his head in place as you pushed his head even closer against your core. The sweet mannerism of you desperately needing him closer when you came was something else he thought was adorable. The way you craved the pleasure he provided, borderline scared he'd pull away - but he never did, neither did he now. Much gentler now his tongue massaged your clit as his fingers slowly slipped in and out of your entrance, rubbing your velvet walls before your sweet spot was ready for direct stimulation again. Kakucho could keep doing this for as long as you wanted him to, finding comfort in pleasing you, worshiping your beautiful body but after your fifth orgasm from his tongue and fingers you pushed his head away and made him lay down instead.

Although your legs felt like jelly, you carefully straddled him and started kissing his scars, ending on his beautiful lips where you tasted your own arousal on his tongue. It felt so perverted but so good, loving how you mixed with him, how his body felt beneath him and how the goosebumps on his skin rose when you dragged your nails over his skin ever so gently, following the barely there scratches with kisses from your soft lips. “You're so beautiful” you whispered more to yourself, not understanding how anyone could be this handsome - yet he laid there, underneath you looking like a divine god in your sheets. With one small move, his hardened length slipped inside of your core, letting him bottom out slowly but without making him wait. Out of instinct he held onto your hips and started thrusting upwards but you stopped him, hand resting on his chest and feeling his quickened heartbeat. “Let me… it's my turn now” you whispered and started to grind against him, riding his cock with a slow rhythm he loved so much. His eyes were rolling backwards when he sat up slightly to connect your forehead with his, both of your soft moans filling the room as small “I love you’s” we're exchanged.

Networks: @enchantedforest-network @themovingcastlez @planetonet @bitchcraftinc

[rinrinx2]

Their ideal type in the bedroom

Summary: What acts you put on that gets them going in the bedroom.

Character: Ran, Rindou, Sanzu, Kakucho

Warning: Smut, mature content.

Ran

His type is the clueless innocent type.

He enjoys the look of nervousness in your eyes as he approaches you.

Will tease you for getting shy when he starts touching you over your clothes.

Your whiny moans from him just touching you makes him so hard and it’s not long till his removing every article of your clothing.

Love’s how you try to hide yourself when you’re naked.

“Don’t hide yourself princess”

When he gets into the act his slow at first teasing his tip at your entrance watching as you try to hold back your moans, to shy to let him see how you’re having fun.

Is only going to put it in when you’re a moaning mess.

When the two of you finally get into the rhythm of fucking he goes faster.

And he knows once you’re on his dick that shy demeanor is gone as you moan and cry on his cock for me.

“Ran fuck me harder” you moan out drooling from your mouth as Ran fucks you in doggy.

“I’m not going any faster till you’re creaming on my cock”

Rindou

His type is the confident type.

He loves a woman who knows she sexy and is willing to make a show of it.

His favourite sight is coming home and seeing you splayed out on the bed in lingerie barely covering anything.

“All this just for me” Rindou says as he loosens his tie.

He likes when you keep your confident appearance, with your bouncing up and down on his cock while he watches your tits bouncing around.

But even with you taking some control his still the main one in charge, he does this by setting the pace making sure that if you close to cumming he will slow down his hips.

He has to pinch your nipples while you ride him so he can see that needy look in your eyes.

When he sees you’re tired from riding him he will smack your ass so hard you fall forward with your body laying against his, he takes this opportunity to fuck you from below.

“Now baby I’m about to fuck your pretty brains out” Rindou says as you feel his cock push deep into you from below.

Sanzu

His type is those who have no self restraint, he loves a desperate bitch.

His favourite thing is getting videos while his at work, watching as you push your fingers inside your dripping cunt as you let your thoughts of him fill your head.

He loves the sight of you loosing yourself, unable to even wait for him to get home and fuck you.

And when he does get home his not waiting another second to fill your needy cunt.

The feeling of your warm slick walls motivating him to fuck into you harder.

“Can tell how desperate you are by how tight you’re getting” he growls as he fucks into you like a mad man letting out a laugh.

And you’re getting fucked to good to even say a word just cries of pleasure.

He loves how you’re begging him for more, your pussy trying to take more of his cock.

“Daddy lil desperate slut wants to devour his cock”

Kakucho

His type is someone who completely submits themselves.

His use to serving others always following commands, so the thought of having someone do exactly as he says has his cock slit leaking at the thought.

He loves coming home from work, seeing you sitting on the floor in front of his chair, already knowing that he needs head after a long day at the office.

His going to sit on a chair opposite the bed spewing commands to you, watching you follow them with his cock in his hand as he strokes it as you follow each step.

“Now play with that pussy” he commands as you tease your clit.

Is definitely going to call you when his on business trips so he can command you to put on a show.

Just because his away doesn’t mean the two of you can’t have fun.

“That’s right princess bend in front of the camera, let me see those pussy lips”

Is not going to stop commanding you till you’re a mess on his cock and desperately need to cum.

“Sir please” you beg feeling your orgasm get closer with each bounce on his cock.

“You’re not cumming till I say so” Kakucho says with a loud smack to your ass.

And he has you bounce on his cock till your slick is practically dripping down his thighs and into the floor beneath the two of you.

“Cum for my baby” he commands as you gush around his cock.

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[manjiroia]

𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇 𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 ♡ sano manjiro, haruchiyo sanzu, haitani ran + rindou, kakucho + hajime kokonoi

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ♡ timeskip!characters , fluff , crack , gn reader

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ♡ I have a little free time, so I made these. I apologise if some are OOC, I was running out of ideas near the end. enjoy ♡

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑗𝑖𝑟𝑜 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ 𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑧𝑢 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐎

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑖 𝐑𝐀𝐍

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑖 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ 𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐎

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ 𝑘𝑜𝑘𝑜𝑛𝑜𝑖 𝐇𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐄

𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 ♡

[cheesus-doodles]

Hi hi I wanted to request some kakucho. Poor kaku he’s so sweet but also secretly deranged. Imagine like petting his hair and then turning around and suddenly this man is dagger glaring at everyone like mine! People telling you he’s scary and you’re like kaku? No I think you’re mistaken..like you could do anything to him like put bows in his hair and he’s like :D but the moment you leave he’s like :l

awww yes I support this! Kaku needs love on this blog as well imo, hashed out an entire BFF Kakucho here by accident so hope you enjoy anon!

also mini update, going home will be out next week! cross my heart

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I would say to me Kakucho comes off as someone who needs to be given a reason in order to function in life. In canon, this purpose would be given to him by Izana, which would be to serve him as a king, but when Izana leaves the orphanage to go with Shinichiro and then to run the Black Dragons, Kakucho is once more left without a purpose.

It wouldn't seem like a big deal at first, but slowly as the months drag on, this boy would find himself simply drifting through life, pretty much detached from the ongoings around him - there's nothing for him to really focus on besides physical training now that Izana was busy without him, and Kakucho himself doesn't have any particular goals that he is chasing except to server Izana. Of course, this all changes when he meets you.

You are no doubt a very headstrong person, someone who has no qualms doing whatever you like whenever you like, and would not back down on things that you believe in. And you also treated this boy to a lunch after he helped you beat up a bunch of bullies even though you didn't need the help, because you appreciated it anyway. Kakucho isn't a very trusting person to begin with because of his difficult childhood, but you definitely managed to sway his first opinion of you with that simple act of nothing asking for more.

Very selective with how much information he shares about himself, and you were the same, though you did manage to dig out that Kakucho didn't really have anyone else to spend time with, and so you invited him to hang out with you if he was up for it, saying that he was welcome to join your friend group for study sessions. On the other side of being so stubborn, what Kakucho saw was that you were also just an average student with an average number of friends, and leading a very normal life. You were kind yet stubborn, loved your friends and loved hanging out, and when Kakucho did hesitantly take up your offer for the first time, he fell head over heel for the chance at leading a very normal life, a chance to forget the harsh past he came from.

It helps that the more time he spent with you, the more he felt that he had a new purpose, a new person to serve, especially given how stubborn you were, and there he started his slip into yandere tendencies - you were, after all, the one that gave him another chance at life, a chance to be normal. And Kakucho would cling to that with the same vigour with which he would later cling to Izana. Extremely, extremely loyal, you can always count on this boy being there for whatever you need no matter the time of day. Starts slowly with offering to run and grab coffee for you "on his way" to a study session, and then would turn up outside your house to walk you to school, which would quickly turn into Kakucho offering to do any of your house chores.

All the while he slowly increases the pressure on your friend group to leave you alone, increasingly isolating you from everyone else so that he could keep you to himself. You only needed him after all, you didn't need anyone else - and you needed to focus on him so that he could serve you wholeheartedly. Would absolutely allow you to do anything to him without complaint, and yes, that includes putting bows even though he barely keeps any hair. You wanna hold his hand, sure! You want to dance with him in public, say no more. Want him to run to the other side of town to buy you a slice of cake at the break of dawn because it always runs out? Do you even need to ask?

Once he starts actively trying to keep you and your friends apart is when he starts to dagger glare everyone else around you, but that is as much as he would do when you are present. Because a servant deals with his royalty's issues silently and out of sight. Still a sweet boy at heart, he wouldn't throw hands except when he deems it absolutely necessary - in his mind, he doesn't want to keep you from your friends, no way. He craves the normality that you lent him with your presence and your way of life, but these people aren't your friends. All they do is sabotage you, drag you down, keep you from shining.

He would find you better friends.

Pleases Kakucho greatly that when Izana finally returned to him, and he found that you were indeed compatible and could exist side by side with his king with little conflict. He could serve two royals at the same time of course, but it would be so much easier if the two of you didn't overlap and cross each other - he didn't want to have to pick sides. Would introduce you to the rest of Tenjiku the moment he thinks its safe enough because these people are much better friends than those so-called scum from your school.

No lie, the day you first introduce him as your BFF, I think Kakucho would just melt away from happiness. Izana would be extremely amused.

[sokonoi]

can u do tr characters when y/n is ovulating and after sex she realizes she yk acted out than usual and is embarrassed ( can u include kazutora, draken, baji etc )

𝐎𝐕𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | MULTI

ft. kazutora, draken, baji, kakucho, rindou.

contents. reader is ovulating!! size kink. fem reader is dominant. unprotected sex. plan-b trips. blowjob. brief arguing. car sex. daddy kink. chocking. praise. embarrassment. degradation/praise. slight d/s undertones. bathroom sex. usage of the word slut & bitch. breeding kink?? enjoy ovulating queens!! no beta reader. masturbation. WHITE MODE SUGGESTED, but do what you want pussy queen

noties : had loads of fun. i hope you like anon<33

𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀

You can’t look him in the eye, as vivid flashbacks plague your mind.

Kazutora’s hips were about to give out as you both reached your limits. Your tongue lolled out in ecstasy. “Who’s my fuckin slut?” you say in his ear. His whole body locked and relaxed as he kept thrusting into you. You grasp his chin and point it down to you, “Who’s my fuckin slut? 

His cheeks turn red, “m-me?” he responds unsure. “Of course, you are,” you giggle. You are entirely hysterical, the dopamine clouding your mind.

 And as you sit at his mother’s table, your legs are like jelly as you rerun the fuck in your mind: in his car, down the street. You try to blink it away, but can’t as white-hot embarrassment floods you. It wasn’t like you.

Later on Kazutora slips beside you. Giving you a look, “Are you ovulating?” 

The question takes you by surprise as he stuffs his face full of chips. “Why?” 

A playful smirk plays on his lips, “Nothin.”

𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 

“I just think it’s funny! How you love smilin’ in other bitches faces!” 

Draken throws you a lazy smirk, “Really y/n.” 

“You think this is a game?” 

Draken laughs, but his laugh is cut short as you grab his balls. “This fuckin cock is mine. Everything that is Draken is mine!” 

He gives you the longest stare, “Prove it.” 

That’s how you ended up, in the bathroom—with his cock in your mouth. You’ve never sucked this hard. Your tongue swirled around his cock head, as you tried to suck his big dick in. your other hand preoccupied with fondling his balls.

Draken bites down on his lip so hard it bleeds. You can feel him getting ready to come. You pull your hot mouth away from his cock. Looking him dead in his eyes, “Do those other bitches suck you like this.” 

No answer. You drag your teeth over his tip.

“No. No, they don’t. Only you,” he mumbles hands covering his eyes. “Good.” you hum. Continuing your ministrations. 

The walk to the car was torturously quiet. There was nothing left to be said since you practically sucked the cum out of him. Yet you were shying away from him, as he placed his hand around your shoulder. Draken picks up on it, “Don’t be embarrassed now!”

𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈

“Yes!” you cry as your feet curl. 

“You love this dick?” Baji breathes huskily in your ear. 

“Yes,” you whine as he pounds inside you 

Baji’s thrusts are erratic as he pumps into you. You’ve come at least 3 times already as he further pushes his hard cock inside you. Your legs begin to shake under the pressure. “Baji,” you cry 

“Yea, sweet girl. I’m right here,” he says gently caressing your cheek. 

Baji was expecting you to say: “You couldn’t take it”. And to which he would say yes you can. Yet the scenario didn’t play out like that. “Cum in me,” you whisper seductively. He almost blows his load right then and there. “Want you to put a baby in me!” you mumble as your eyes roll to the back of your skull. 

Baji’s brain completely shuts off at those words as his fingers gently wrap around your neck. “You want my cum sweet girl?” his thrusts become near pain. You nod to him deliriously. 

He erupts inside you almost out of breath. You both don’t understand the magnitude of your decision until you both sit in the car with a Plan B staring back at you. “You wanna explain last night?” Baji questions turning his complete body to you. 

Nope,” you say popping the O. He cocks his head to the side confused. 

“You were stupid enough to actually cum in me. So don’t flip this on me.” 

Baji’s mouth hangs agape, ”You told me too!!’ 

“Doesn’t mean I was serious!” 

𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎

You’re riding him so good, your mouth hangs open. “Kaku. Kaku. Kaku,” you chant over and over as your ass meets his pelvic bone.

 “Yea, keep riding me just like that. Making me so proud,” he praises which makes you further slip into such deep trance. 

His hands find the bottom of your ass. Lifting you up with ease, supporting you. He brings you back and forth on his cock. The tip of him hits such a sensitive spot it makes you dizzy. 

For support, you place a hand on his chest. 

“Yes Daddy,” you yell in a fit of pleasure. Kaku blinks back the surprise before assuming his role. You’ve designated for him. “Daddy huh?”

“Gonna make Daddy proud and cum one more time. I know you can,”  he whispers in your ear. 

“Yes,” you mumble out. 

“Yes, what? Daddy can’t hear you.”

As you lay facing away from Kakucho nothing, but downright shame washes through you. What had gotten into you? Mother Mary you were gonna need all the priests in the world to baptize this sin away. 

Kakucho slips in behind you his arms beaconing you to a safe place in his chest. You bury your face there hoping he can’t see you.

“There’s nothing to be ashamed of,” Kakucho says simply as he kisses the top of your head. “I suspected you were into it anyway.”

 Your lift up your mouth hanging open with pure shock. 

𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈

He’s busy in another meeting—a pout form on your lips as your panties dampen. 

You’ve been waiting for him all day yet nothing. You even walked past with skimpy clothing and all. He still didn’t pull the phone away from his ear. You were hopeless, even a pillow wouldn’t suffice. 

You skitter inside his office with nothing on. Your tits bounced with every step. Rindou doesn’t move almost like he’s been frozen in time. 

The phone doesn’t leave his ear, however. You can fix that as you climb atop his desk a devilish smirk on your lips. You open your legs revealing the wetness that had formed over a long tortuous day. 

Your fingers pulled your pussy lips apart as you slipped in one finger easily then another. 

A small moan leaves you as you begin to fuck yourself on his desk. Rindou’s eyes don’t leave from between your legs. He removes the phone from his ear discontinuing the line. 

“Oh. It’s like that.” 

Rindou wasn’t any stranger to how your ovulation affected him and you. Of anything it made him ecstatic. It made him feral with the need to breed your pretty little womb.

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[mikeysbabygirl]

                 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒓 𝑷𝒂𝒑𝒂

Warning : explicit smut, age gap, sugar daddy/sugar baby dynamic, pet names, gun play in Yakuza Mikey's part, dom!reader in some parts, the boys doing so well for you...

Summary : there's a new app to find a sugar daddy, how about they find your profile?

Featuring: Ran Haitani, Wakasa Imaushi, Kokonoi Hajime, Sano Manjiro, Kakucho Hitto.

Let's get started, shall we ?

𝑹𝒂𝒏 𝑯𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒊 : (Bonten TL)

Ran was the first one to get the app, surprising, isn't it ?

He'd tried many of their sugar babies before, and he was quite satisfied with them. Well, they might be a little clingy when everything's over, but ladies tend to be that way with him.

And one day, your profile picture just popped. It has just been created, you were new, and young, student loans probably. Somehow, there was just something... endearing, about your innocent smiling face, a shot taken by your iphone camera rather than hiring a photographer to flatter all your angles, like everyone else.

-" Um, Hi ! " He couldn't help but curl a smile, the contrast between your virtuous face, and the devilish dress you were wearing had him already deep into it. " I'm here for the... sex? No- that's not what I mean ! " He raised his eyebrows seeing the heat rising to your face, so that dirty world didn't drained you of your colors yet ?

-"I'm here to offer... You know what ? I'm your sugar baby. "

Yes, there was just you, your doe-like eyes and your clumsiness, and suddenly, he was trapped in a pink haze, drowning in a gaze.

-" This way, just this way. Go 'head, you doing... Damn great, princess. " He praised, grip tightening around your hair whilst you bobbed your head up and down. That knot in his stomach, already tight, exploded when he shifted his eyes toward your flustered face.

-" Fucking look at you, taking daddy's cock like the best slut I've had. " He was a goner as soon as your teary, big eyes fluttered those wet eyelashes to look at him, and suddenly, he came with no warning, too quickly for the first time in ages, in bliss watching his white seeds leaking from your glossy lips.

What a pretty flower, so obedient, always ready to drop whatever plan you had for a call from him.

What a venomous snake hidden in.

Yes Ran liked to hold his pretty little thing in front of everyone, make his prey sit still and pretty on his lap.

-" Show 'em, baby. " His fingers digged deeper in your waist above him, surely talking about Rindou and Haru, sitting, wide-eyed, lusting in the booth across from yours. " Show 'em why I can't get ya outta my head. " His eyes were deep engrossed in the way your small hole sucked him in, head thrown back, Ran drove a cloud, letting go of the wheel for the first time and letting you take the lead.

But you couldn't care less, if he showed you off like a trophy in the night, you let him think he pulls the strings. Because in the morning, you wrap those around his neck, and he'd wake up suffocating in an empty cold bed.

-" no strings attached, your words. Daddy. " you tease from under his bigger body. His eyes fall on your naked chest, golden necklace of his name he bought for you. He knew you only wore it around him, but Ran liked the pain, the denial.

And for once, Ran lost the race. He didn't left the first, so he came second.

-" Such a whore..." His thrusts were relentless, and you think it's the third time you might cum, with him having you in a matting press. " Three different men, how come this pussy's even this fucking tight?"

And he heard you, under your moans, uttering something like " you never said I couldn't have another". And watched his smirk getting scarier, towering above you, his hand wrapped around your neck.

-" Aw, didn't I ? What a shame. " He cooed, lust and jealousy equally running in his blood. His pussy, his baby, how come would you even let some other loser taste that ?

- " Then watch me show you who owns this body. Let's see who'll dare touching Ran Haitani's bitch, 'kay baby ? "

𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒐 𝑴𝒂𝒏𝒋𝒊𝒓𝒐 (Yakuza tl) :

C'mon, it's Mikey we're talking about. He's not particularly fond of sex anyway. He is the man without a shadow, no one knows for sure is he an actual person, or just another name behind a smoking gun.

It's his Yakuza era, Mikey pulls the strings of his mafia behind super boarded up doors, only Kisaki knows the keys of.

So when Kisaki stumbles on your profile on a random day, he thinks he got the perfect gift to unwind his terrorizing boss.

You felt like a little knight in front of a thorned kingdom, standing in front of the sitting Yakuza boss, in your white lingerie. His dark hues bored into your body absentmindedly, another pretty face, another empty face.

Then the cute little knight is grazing her fingers over the thorns, and you're kissing him with your hands cupping his cheeks as passionately as if you've known him since years. And he thinks you taste sweet, and now he's really into it, hands around your waist.

And now you're ready to sink his intimidating length inside you, he doesn't even know why, but he lets you take his hands in yours, intertwine your fingers together as he fills you up, and his head's empty.

Just your small hands in his big ones, just the bulge in your tummy from him, your head in his neck and your tears he could feel.

Dizzying, indeed.

He watched you, that night, sleeping with your arms around him. Why were you so touchy? Didn't they warned you, outside that room, to leave as soon as you're done ? But most importantly, why was he allowing this ? Why were you even breathing again, your hair tickling his chest ?

And when the morning came, he watched you getting ready to leave, just like anyone else.

And there he was, frozen by the kitchen, staring as you fought with the pancakes you were trying so desperately to not burn.

-" Sit down, it's almost ready. "

Just who did you think you are, giving orders ? And as if you felt the need to ask something, you flashed a glow dripping smile over your shoulder, and just for a second, he sees mornings,confort, Emma, breakfasts, family, home.

Not bad, he thinks, munching on the pastry. But Mikey's a man of few words, and he gets slightly frustrated by your expectant shiny eyes on him. Intimidating, he doesn't even dare to think it through, but you're the slightest bit overwhelming, intimidating.

-" Overcooked. " He throws the word as a stone at you, expecting you to bleed but not to laugh, moving to sit on his lap. For a second he's at a loss of words, while you lean to lick the cream on the corner of his lips.

-" Well I'm not paid to cook, but to fuck " you shrug, Mikey thinks... He doesn't even think anymore. Ethereal, the noiselessness in his mess of a mind is deafening, so much that he can't overcome it.

Well, Kisaki isn't that surprised, few days after when his boss asks to see you again, considering how good your ratings were. What's surprising is that, he actually asks for you, by your own name.

-" Daddy, wanna cum " you're out of breath, sprayed for him on the bed, with the strong body of that Yakuza boss above you.

-" Then fucking do it. " Another roll of his tongue around your clit had your thighs shaking, he honestly doesn't know since when he turned into a giver, probably at the threshold of your holy entrance.

-" Lemme taste how sweet your lil pussy can be f'me ".

Things constantly change, time flies, but if there's a constant, it's your smile whenever you see him, it's the warmth of you above him in your sleep, it's the spark of worry he spots in your gaze everytime he's out for his shady activities. Not fear from him, but for him.

He swears it's not obsession, only tiptoeing on its edges, maybe. The way you digged yourself a small grave in his dead wastelands.

-" Manjiro..." Your eyes are filled with tears, his wicked demons like that. Pinning you to the wall, his tip kissing your cervix since so long, and it's not moving, just like the gun he's pressing right above your heart.

-" Did i ever gave you the permission to do that, love ?" He likes the way he could feel your pulse going insane under his lips grazing your neck. " Hm ? Did I said you could have other customers?"

Your eyes peer at the phone on the nightstand, you swear you just forgot to delete your subscription to that damn app, again and again. And now you're shaking under him, his gun pressed harder against your chest, his kisses even more passionate, the roll of his hips dizzying.

-" I'm gonna delete it... Now, I promise, 'Jiro, promise " you cry, clinging on his neck. " Just move, please, please, make me cum ".

And it's over devilish, the way the corner of his lips raise darkly, he shrugs.

-" If that's what my bitch wants... would never force you anyway".

He lies, dropping the gun as if it never existed.

𝑲𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒐 𝑯𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒐 : (Bonten TL)

Kakucho liked Ran. Ran was like an older brother for him, and he knew how much that one respected him.

Maybe the only thing he could ever blame him for, was how extra he was.

Antics like, offering him a subscription for a " sugar baby " app for his birthday.

Ran was standing next to the pretty girl, younger than both of them, obviously. And Kakucho thought about refusing his friend's offer, although the girl was undeniably beautiful, he was nowhere near into those kinks.

-" Just let go man " Ran suddenly tapped his back, making him startle. " Go 'head, princess " he as well pushed you against Kakucho's torso. " Get ma man's dick wet ".

See ?extra...

But if Kakucho could say anything, he would probably talk about how cute you were, with that heat rising to your cheeks.

After the awkward uncle Sam ( aka Ran) left both of you alone, you've been finally able to find back your words. Kakucho seemed dry on his edges, but he actually just needed some few laughter from you to relax, taking part in the conversation.

At some point, it was always about inches. Just one more, just a little more. Between your two faces, your hands brushing against each other, pair of eyes locking, time stops, blurs, and suddenly you're in his lap, sharing breath.

-" Just lemme do it" you whispered against his cheeks, he found it funny, your smaller hands trying to pin his bigger ones above his head.

And you kissed, oh god you kissed, as if you had loved him a thousand lifetimes ago. Kakucho's breath hitched like a teenager, as you kissed every inch of his face, every scar, and your mouth fell around his pectorals.

-" Shit, keep rubbing on my cock, angel " he grunt from under you, trying desperately just not to pin you down on the bed and fuck you relentlessly.

Sun rises, nights turned into lazy mornings, and those ones left place to movie nights, to breakfasts and cuddles, he liked for your laughter to fill his big for nothing house.

Now, Kakucho knows it's probably just a role you're playing, for the pretty dresses he'd leave for you on his bed, for the dinners in fancy restaurants, and for your loans that left by the window as soon as he stepped in your life.

But he also knew your whispered "pretty boy" while kissing every flaw of him, he knew the erratic heart beats of yours when his head would lay on your chest.

And everytime he promises he's not falling.

Tearing his eyes away from your ravishing sight, twisting in your bedsheets, standing next to you with a hand in your hair. He swears it's the last time. It's all about money, all about sex.

But the sun sets, and in his living room, you'd be glowing incandescent. A heart robbing smile.

-" missed you daddy " you'd greet, standing up, eyes making love to him before your lips even could.

He's not gonna fall, " it would be fucked up to fall", he tells himself.

Then you're grabbing his calloused hand in yours, intertwining your fingers together, and he finds himself staring at both your hands, fire rising in his guts as you drag him toward the bedroom. You fail to hear him mutter.

-"... I'm fucked up... "

𝑲𝒐𝒌𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒊 𝑯𝒂𝒋𝒊𝒎𝒆 : ( Bonten TL)

At some point, Kokonoi think he hadn't known anything else than those sugar daddy/sugar baby relationships.

He considered his time too precious to lose on building a strong, healthy relationship. Those things take time, and that he had not.

Now sure he would sometimes think about something... More true, something not hanging on his black card. But years pass by,paperwork piles up on his desk, and finding true love is just... Something for another day.

Kokonoi watches with amusement your eyes widening, he thinks it is somehow cute that your face was so easy to read. The room was bigger than any place you have ever been, the ladies and gentlemen wore dresses and suits you've only seen in the most marvellous fairytales.

And he thinks, by the way, you should not even be amazed by that, considering how the dress he brought you makes you look, considering what you make his body feel.

Somehow, everyone either smiled or bowed at you, some kind of respect you never thought would be directed toward you. Important figures and influencing men and women surrounded you from everywhere, the ballroom giving the impression of a whole royalty around you restricted your breath.

-" I don't think... I don't belong here " your eyes found his in a panicked expression, your new customer tightened his arm around your waist, leaning slightly toward you to brush his lips against your ear.

-" it's part of the deal, princess. You need some money, and i need something pretty on my arm for the night " he flashes a grin that, along with his words, makes your eye color deepen. Something pretty to show off... His words manage to drown your previous anxiety under a raging fire.

Right, if that's what he wants.

And he must admit, you behaved pretty well that night. Politely greeting everyone coming toward you two, throwing stunning smiles and laughing at unfunny jokes. For a first time, he was proud you did it like a boss.

Just as he was thinking you were taking too long in the restroom, his phone rang with the sound of a text he just received. He excused himself toward some business partners and as soon as he opened the said text, his hand froze on the phone.

His eyes silently stared at your right arm, holding your naked tits while the left one held the phone. The way the nude was taken was almost artistic, he almost wouldn't have recognized the backseat of his Aston Martin. Damn, he didn't even felt your hand in his pocket stealing his keys.

As much as he tried to ignore that blaze taking place in his lower abs, he could not ignore the next texts coming again and again. Your thighs, your lips, then your pussy spread on his backseat, as if the glistening was calling for him.

- " Just... Fuck, keep doing this, need this. Need this so fucking much... "

He was a moaning mess on the driver's seat, silver strands falling around his handsome, thrown back face whilst his hand was buried deep in your hair.

Your eyes never left his once, as you were taking his length even deeper. And honestly he wondered how you still didn't choked around him, but everytime your tongue rolls over his tip, purposely hollowing your cheeks, this man loses a new spark of sanity.

With a loud pop, you let go of his shaft and he was about to complain, yet his eyes fell on your pretty face, glossy wet lips and teary doe eyes, he's left speechless for the first time.

-" What a shame, the classy, sassy Kokonoi Hajime, doing such a thing in his car... "

Honey coated voice dripping poisoned proses, he was mesmerized by the fierce look on your eyes, and soon breathed a heavy grunt when you took his dick in your smaller hands.

-" what would these aristocrats say if they saw you... Hm ? " You asked, making him buckle his hips in your hands when your thumb ran over his tip.

-" Stop the tease or I fucking swear-"

-" If they saw your pretty thing sucking you like a damn cock slut ?"

Pathetic, it felt so bad to feel so good.

-" love, for fuck's sake... "

Your dirty sinful words wrapped in a kiss on his tip almost brought him to his peak. Koko knows you're enjoying it, having the big, infamous Hajime Kokonoi panting between your hands, so messy, almost pathetic... A whining man.

-" Go ahead, tell me what you need. Daddy, tell your good girl what you want her to do with your pretty cock "

On your knees for him, you rest your chin on his naked thigh, giving a loving stare that he sincerely hopes won't be engraved in the thin walls of his mind for a whole lifetime.

And as Koko watches you, the beautiful stranger that got a man as important as him playing Russian roulette with his reputation, risking getting caught in such a position anytime-

He thinks he might need to call you back.

His hand tightens around your hair, bringing your mouth closer to his tip.

-" Then show daddy how fucking good you can really take dick".

He thinks the other day might have finally came.

𝑾𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒔𝒂 𝑰𝒎𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊 : (OG timeline)

Why would he even need such an app ? He has ladies, come on-

-" Don't go crying o'mme now, you were begging for my dick, better take it like a bitch".

Or maybe he does ?

His sharp edges might appear mysterious, appealing, yet the girls he "dated " always seemed to somehow end up offended by his rough, careless manners.

And he truly thinks Takeomi's idea is pathetic, why would he need such an app ? And dating younger girls, in addition, he knows he's so gonna wreck them...

-" Hi, are you Wakasa-kun ?"

Leaning on the doorframe, he throws away his cigarette, judgmental stare on you. You do fail to notice the interest sparkling there.

Frail, cheerful, goody-goody look, it's gonna be funny watching that one run away scared, he thinks.

-" am I scaring you, angel ?" His deep voice asks, followed by the sound of the ties he wrapped around your wrists all to the bedframe. Something in his chest lights up at the sight of your little smile while you shake your head from left to right. Wakasa realizes there, he truly wants you, your hesitant moves but constant eyes, your trembling lips and confident smile, your hell of a curves and angelic face, standing on the threshold of hell, ready to dance with the devil.

Swimming in an ocean of lust, drowning almost, though he was the one riding, Wakasa threw his head back, breathless.

-" Fuck, now you clenchin' so damn tight on me... Think i'm obsessed with this pussy. You good baby ? You with me ?"

He could think the rough pace his hips set up would've sent you to overdrive, he could think the ties leaving red marks on your wrists, or the bruising grip of his hands around your waist would've scared you away, but-

-" 'm so close... Don't you stop, daddy, give it to me, I... I need it !"

His pupils in the dark dilated, biting his lip, Waka' grabbed your hair to pull your face up, closer to his, roughly claiming your lips until he needs to inhale.

-" You sure 'bout that, princess ? Want me to go all in ? To dick you dumb on my cock ? " He teases, rolling his hips to give you some friction. He didn't miss how tightly you pull on your ties, desperately chasing more, leaking on him, a low chuckle leaves his pretty lips. " So messy... Such a good slut, where have you been all this fuckin' time ?"

Now that he knows someone down there would take him raw, that someone wants his unhinged side, he truly goes all in.

Wakasa gives you his deepest thrusts, his meanest words, most passionate kisses, and have you squirming and tightening around his length until you're coming undone with him, both collapsing on each other, panting, absent mindedly staring at each other's soul.

You don't know what's next, and he doesn't remember the last time he did it, yet after undoing your ties, his calloused fingers fly to your sweaty forehead, brushing your hair locks away from your eyes.

-" lemme keep looking at this pretty face" he whispers against your lips, pressing his body to yours and sighing.

Yes, Wakasa Imaushi is what you could call a freak. But once the monster finds someone to share his nights with, he also shares his morning glory...

You gasp, feeling yourself being lifted from the bed into his strong toned arms. Wakasa holds you in, princess-like while taking the bathroom's direction, you stare at him, questioning.

-" What's in it for you ?" You tilted your head to the side questioningly after he gently-almost too gently for Wakasa Imaushi- placed your body in the bathtub and started running some warm water for you.

-" Hm ?" He feigns ignorance, eyes focused on something else.

-" I mean, I'm payed for this. You paid me, you don't have to do any of this, customers usually don't-"

And suddenly, you can't talk anymore, your face being cupped in his big hand, you look at him surprised, big eyes into his as he's smirking, leaning toward you.

-" Shhh, I know, i know, princess. " His finger gently rubs your lower lip, lavender gaze trailing on them before coming back to your eyes, a serious expression on his face. " But you did so good to me, lemme make it right, yeah ? Daddy's gonna heal your bruises ".

That night, and another, and a thousand other butterflies in your tummy, you discover, and Wakasa too, that a freak, a mean dom, such an unhinged monster can with the kiss of his princess turn into a king, an aftercare king.

[mitsuyeaah]

backstage pass.

— izana kurokawa, kakucho x f! reader

cw: tenjiku band au, nsfw (mdni), smut, threesome, unprotected sex, creampie, fingering, pet name (princess, baby)

a/n: as requested by my good friend @ask-the-insect-hashira <3 hope u enjoy hehe

the deafening screams of thousands of fans filled your ears, their excitement reaching all the way to your bones. you couldn’t blame them at all, who wouldn’t be going crazy for tenjiku?—the current hottest band in country. that’s right, tenjiku was a fresh & new band that stole the nation’s attention, led by none other than the charismatic lead singer, izana kurokawa.

hurried footsteps of the staff could be heard going up and down the hallway, frantic reminders telling the band members to prepare to head for the under stage and to wear their in-ear monitors as the concert would start in less than ten minutes. time was ticking.

normally, you would’ve been ushering your boyfriend out of his dressing room and to the hallway that lead to the under stage while helping him put his in-ear monitor on but not tonight. not when he’s got his cock deliciously stuffed inside your cunt, not when he feels this good as he pounds you from behind.

your arms splayed against the cool surface of izana’s designated vanity table, carelessly knocking bottles and palettes of cosmetic products as your fingers scraped against the table—warm cheeks pressed against the vanity.

izana didn’t even bother pulling his jeans and underwear all the way down and only pulled it enough for him to take his cock out of its painful confines and stuff it inside you after eagerly flicking your skirt up and pushing your panties aside.

it was all because of that damn mini skirt.

you had accompanied your boyfriend backstage to support him and his band with their first ever major concert but the problem was, you wore a mini skirt that practically drove izana up the wall.

yes, he had a thing of mini skirts and yes, you knew that. you thought wearing the short, white pleated skirt would help him calm his nerves but instead it got his dick hard.

your eyes rolled to the back of your head as izana paced his hips faster, trying to get you both closer to your orgasm as he hurried the commotion outside, “ah! ah! izana—ngh! you need to get going!” you whined, your voice coming out in breathless pants due to the pleasure your boyfriend was giving you.

izana threw his head back as you clenched around him, his platinum-coloured hair & hanafuda earrings swaying with the sudden movement. “hmm? you don’t want me to leave you—ah! to leave you high and dry, right princess? so, why don’t you be good f’me and cum around my cock?” he bit his lips, fingers digging into the soft fabric of your skirt—the skirt he loved so much because of the way it exposed your thighs.

the mixed sounds of skin slapping and hushed moans drowned out every single sound outside izana’s dressing room, it was like you two were in your own little world. away from the staff, away from his band members, and away from the prying eyes of the media & fans.

“fuck, baby! i’m—ah! i’m c-close!” you moaned loudly which caused izana to swiftly sheathe his index and middle finger inside your mouth, hushing you. “y’gotta be quiet, princess.. we can’t have them suspecting anything, hm?” he let out a low growl, chest pressing against your back as he whispered into your ear.

you absentmindedly nodded, moaning around his digits as his cock prodded deeper into your cunt. you closed your eyes to focus on the sensation of his cock hitting your g-spot over and over again, and the way his balls slapped against your clit. the familiar sensation in the pit of your stomach slowly started to rise up, muscles becoming taut as your orgasm was just around the corner.

as you were about to cry out in pleasure, izana’s hips came to an abrupt stop which left his dick buried inside you, unmoving. your eyes shot open, head snapping up at his sudden lack of movement.

“izana, everyone’s been looking for y— oh.”

your eyes darted to the owner of the voice who stood at the door, one hand gripping the knob. kakucho. he was ready for the concert, his in-ear monitor firmly tucked in his ears. your eyes widened and heat spread to your cheeks in embarrassment, you couldn’t believe the two of you got caught by one of his band members.

but izana was everything but fazed.

he tilted his head to the side, his drop earrings clinking with the movement, “hm. i thought i locked the door.” with that, the light-haired man returned to his previous pace, earning a loud moan from you.

the noises the slipped past your lips were higher in pitch and more frequent. it was embarrassing to say the least. how could he just get back to fucking you while his fellow band mate was there in the room? as much as you didn’t want to show how fucked out you were, izana’s hips didn’t falter and you were completely at his mercy.

“izana—” your whine was suddenly cut off by your boyfriend, “kakucho, get over here and shut the door.” izana pulled you onto the nearest couch without pulling out— you now sat on his lap, back against his chest as he thrusted up into you which caused your head to loll back onto his shoulder.

his fingers deliciously dug into your hips hard enough to surely leave a bruise but you couldn’t care less.

the younger man quickly shut the door, this time locking it with an audible click before making his way over to where you and izana sat. “why don’t you—ngh! fuck! why don’t you demonstrate how skilled those fingers are—ah! c’mon.. you’re our talented guitarist for a reason.” izana moaned before burying his face in the junction of your neck, sharply inhaling your scent.

kakucho didn’t have to be told twice to act; he dropped down to his knees in front of you and pried your knees open, eyes glued to the apex of your legs where you and izana met. he massaged your inner thighs, hand dangerously close to where you wanted him most, so close yet so far.

you bit your lips as his hand finally made contact with your folds, fingers massaging the wet plump skin that wrapped around the base of izana’s cock. kakucho wasted no more time by rubbing tight circles around your clit, earning a loud high pitched moan from you. “yeah? you like that?” kakucho groaned, biting his lip as your face contorted in pure pleasure.

“shh, you being too loud, princess.. kakucho, why don’t you go do something about it, hm?” izana mumbled against your neck before biting down at the supple skin to suppress his moans, fuck, he was close too.

as if reading izana’s mind, kakucho lifted himself off the ground and gently wrapped a hand around your nape, pulling you closer to his face and sealing your lips together.

his kisses were gentle yet desperate.

the way his pillowy lips hungrily moved against your own made you clench around izana’s cock which didn’t go unnoticed by him, “you like it when he kisses you, huh? so naughty.” he breathily chuckled, face still buried in yor neck.

“where are izana and kakucho?! they need to be in the under stage in two minutes!” the three of you heard their manager outside yell from the hallway, his voice getting nearer and nearer to izana’s dressing room.

the door knob to his dressing room started shaking as the person—most likely their manager—on the other side attempted to open it. “izana! open up! you need to be out here, now!” their manager frantically knocked at the door, causing you to jolt on your boyfriend’s lap.

“yes, yes, i’ll be out in a sec!” izana yelled out, trying his best to sound as normal as possible but there was a slight whimper at the end of his sentence. he prayed his manager didn’t catch that.

your eyes brimmed with tears as kakucho desperately slapped your clit, your moans being swallowed by the same man. everything felt too intense—izana’s cock abusing that spongy spot inside you and kakucho slapping your clit immediately brought you to your sweet orgasm.

you moaned against kakucho’s mouth as you creamed around izana’s cock, fingers digging into the collar of the younger man’s jacket. “aah, yeah that’s it princess!” izana lowly growled into your neck before stilling his hips and burying his cock into you, biting down your neck as he finally reached his climax, sending vibrations down your spin as he moaned against the soft skin.

your legs trembled at kakucho’s fingers that was still giving your clit attention and at the way izana’s hot seed painted your walls. the two of your pulled away from one another to catch your breaths, chest heaving up and down as you stared at kakucho’s mismatched eyes—a signature look he has achieved with the use of coloured lenses. a slight tint of pink dusted over his cheeks, and eyes clearly blown with lust. fuck, he looked perfect.

izana pulled out and lifted you off his lap, your legs slightly wobbled as you stood up and smoothed your skirt down. your panties were now soiled by your’s and izana’s cum, how filthy.

their manager once again knocked on the door, this time it was louder, you could tell he was getting frantic and impatient with how much time izana was taking.

“i’m not done with you yet, i’m going to fuck my cum back into you once this concert is over.” your boyfriend whispered, before tucking himself back in and pulling his jeans up. he gave you one last heated kiss, his hand firmly placed on your neck before heading for the door with kakucho.

“maybe, we’ll have a special guest too. y’know, backstage pass perks.” his orchid-coloured eyes darted between you and kakucho, a sly smile forming upon his lips, and before you could say anything, the two rushed out of the dressing room as they heard the final call to head for the under stage, their manager hastily ushering them down the hall.

it’s safe to say that backstage passes won’t be a one-time thing for you.

© mitsuyeaah

[buccini555]

𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞... - 𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

≡ Headcanons of how Kakucho (Bonten) would act if he fell in love with you

⌕ H e a d c a n o n s !

♡ 𝑭𝒕. Kakucho Hitto

Kakucho became more reserved over time, showing feelings was never his strong point, despite that, when he realized how in love he was with you, it was as if his feelings were vivid again.

Even though he had a life full of obligations, Kakucho would always find a way to see you or get in touch with you, treating you as a priority whenever he could, he would be affectionate and adorable, not even seeming to be part of a criminal organization.

He would buy you flowers, take you to romantic dinners in private places and please you in every way possible, Kakucho wouldn't mind demonstrating how romantic and gentleman he could be.

Whenever he saw you, Kakucho wouldn't hold back on the compliments, despite being mature and somewhat cold, his cheeks would still turn red every time their eyes met.

His eyes would show how in love he would be, Kakucho likes to watch you, seeing each of your details attentively left him amazed.

Kakucho would avoid any physical contact with you, just hugs or kisses on the cheek, even if you allowed intimacy between you, he wouldn't accept it, he would only do something if he found the courage to ask you to be his girlfriend/boyfriend.

He would take some time to declare himself, both because he was afraid of ending up being rejected and also thinking that you just deserved someone better.

The tallest would spend countless hours thinking about you, even if he was "working" he never stopped keeping his thoughts on you.

Kakucho is not the jealous type, despite this, he is totally protective, no matter what happens, you feel you would feel safe by his side, he would be strict with your safety and well-being, ending up always being haunted by the fear of you miss someday.

Every time you show love or are loving towards him in some way, no matter how much he wants to maintain the gangster pose, Kakucho simply can't, he remains with a silly smile and being as affectionate as possible.

Kakucho would always be as respectful as possible, he would be understanding and would do anything to make you happy, seeing you smile would always make him genuinely happy.

[suyacho]

ALL I NEED ft. kakucho

synopsis — in desperate times, even kakucho can do the unexpected, like fucking a fleshlight pretending it’s you.

kinktober 2023 | taglist

content warnings: minors/ageless blogs dni - fem!reader - switch!kaku (in control towards the end) - messy needy kaku - use of sex toys (fleshlight) - praise - dirty talk - nicknames (love, beautiful, baby) - accidental edging - light thigh riding - cursing - slightly possessive kaku - open ended - 1,7k words

note: happy national boyfriend day to my boyfriend and happy tokyorev release day for alm my fellow kaku enjoyers🫶 (even though its already october fourth in my timezone HDJSDKKS) a big thank you to my beta readers <3

Never in his life, not even once, did Kakucho think that he’d end up here. Using one of the many drunk purchases his friends had gotten him, a fucking fleshlight. The reason behind it was simple, it was an inside joke that had been going around in the friend group for quite a while. Always saying how Kakucho “got no bitches” and that the girls ran from him because he looked “scary”, so he could use something to get his dick wet, even if it wasn’t real pussy.

Yet little did they know he was keeping you a secret from his friends for as long as he could, not because he didn’t trust both sides, he wasn’t ready for the constant teasing about you.

“Fuck,” Kakucho sighed out, snapping out of his thoughts and being so embarrassed about the whole situation. There was no going back now, is what he told himself.

How did things get here? The answer was simple; you had been hanging out with your friends back to back for the past few days. Leaving when Kakucho came home or being out when he came home, meaning you had no time for each other. It was sad but you two were fine with it, your trust in one another playing a big role in it as well as the fact of knowing that it was nothing personal and that you just wanted to spend time with people outside of Kakucho.

You being out wasn’t the issue here though, it was the fact that you were constantly teasing him when you had the chance. The sexting, sending revealing pictures and even going as far as sending full nudes, dirty talk on the phone, rubbing one out as he talked to you on the phone or teasing  him whenever you saw each other. It was all too much for him.

Usually when you pulled these tricks, he would pick you up no matter the location and put you in your place. Yet he didn’t this time.

Why? Because Kakucho knew how long it had been since you properly spent time with your friends and how much you missed them. He couldn’t take away your joy just to get his dick wet. So just for today, Kakucho decided he could sit it out and ignore all his need for you.

Or not…

His dreams decided to fail him successfully as he arose from the midday nap he took to sleep off the boner. Only for him to wake up with the opposite; unsteady breathing, feeling hot and bothered and his cheeks flushed as he sat up. Looking down at his sweats and swallowing a breath, being met with the results of his dreams, an obvious tent and a wet patch.

Kakucho couldn’t believe himself, did he really have a wet dream again after all these years?

A deep sigh left his lips as he got up, walking over to the bathroom uncomfortably to clean himself up, his hard on bothering him. 

A cold shower would surely help, he convinced himself before turning the shower on and stepping in.

Yet here he was, fresh out of the shower, wrapped in a towel and still being turned on. Kakucho couldn’t help himself, you drove him insane without even being by his side. Images of you in the shower with him kept flashing through his mind, the way the water would run down your body or your needy moans when he fucked you in the shower, he couldn’t take it off his mind.

That’s how he ended up here, debating every single life choice he ever made on your shared bed with nothing more than just a towel. Staring at the lube in his hand and the fleshlight in his other, was he really about to do this?

A mixture of lust and shame took over his mind as he sat there, thoughts running wild as he opened his mouth to say something, only to close it again seconds later.

Kakucho, have some decorum, he reminded himself, trying to ignore the ache of his cock.

It wasn’t like he hadn’t tried to jerk off, because he did but it just wasn’t enough, he needed more. Kakucho needed you, but you weren’t here and this was the closest thing to ease his need.

“Here goes nothing.” Kakucho whispered to himself, undoing the towel and whimpering at cold air hitting his cock leaking with precum. Hesitantly, he squirted some lube onto his cock, it twitched at the cold feeling.

He gives his cock a few pumps, thumb teasingly sliding over the tip, mimicking your moves before lining up with the fleshlight. Slowly, he slid in, a gasp leaving his lips at the unfamiliar yet erotic feeling.

“O-Oh fuck.” Kakucho groaned, closing his eyes as he started moving, quickly setting a reckless pace. Thrusting into it desperately, like it was your pussy and he hadn’t fucked you in months. 

“Oh love, you’re taking me so well.” he hissed, quickly adjusting to the feeling and thought of it being you. Thinking of the way your walls always welcomed him so warmly, taking every single inch with nearly no problems.

It was like your pussy was trained to take his big cock, swallowing it up and making him disappear inside of you. Making such lewd sounds as he pounded in and out of you, so wet and so needy. Or the way they would start fluttering around him, signaling to him whenever you were close, letting him know he did a good job and only motivating him more to make you feel good.

“Good girl– just like that.” he praised you, groaning at the loss of touch when he accidentally slipped it out because of his frantic thrusts. “It’s like your needy pussy is talking to me, telling me how bad she wants this big cock.” Kakucho taunted, not wasting a moment before pushing in again.

His grip on the fleshlight tightened as he pounded into it, tip nudging the top of it, making him grip onto the sheets, veins visible on his hand from the strong grip, one thing you were weak for. “Your pussy is so hungry for me, swallowing me up so nicely.”  

As he continued fucking into the toy, Kakucho could feel the heat spreading under his skin, knowing what that meant, he started chasing his high. Being so gone in pleasure that he didn’t even hear the front door open, nor did he hear you call out his name.

“B-Beautiful please, just like that!” Kakucho was begging, pleading for you to let him cum, giving you a warm welcome home without realizing it.

Silently, you walked up to your bedroom, finding the door open and being met with the erotic sight. You wanted to say something but didn’t, he looked so good fucking the toy. His head slightly thrown back, legs trembling, face flushed from both embarrassment and his high nearing, it all was way too hot and there you were, rubbing your legs together for some friction at the bedroom entrance.

“Need help with that baby?” you smiled innocently and you swore you could see the life drain out of his body as he froze in his movements, unintentionally edging himself.  “H-Hey–, when did you get back home?” Kakucho questioned, breathing still unsteady as the shame crept up again, not having it in him to look at you.

“Just now and I surprisingly was met with a warm welcome.” you teased him, walking over and straddling his lap, only for Kakucho to swallow a breath he didn’t know he was holding. “You feeling good baby?” you asked sweetly and Kakucho nodded, finally looking at you and desperately pulling you in a short lived kiss as you pulled back.

“Sorry I didn–” “Shh, just let me do the work alright?” you smiled, grabbing ahold of the fleshlight and starting to move it.  “Beauti– ahh fuck.” Kakucho cursed under his breath, grabbing onto your sides as you fucked him with the pocket pussy, his legs slightly shaking when you pulled him in another kiss.

Kakucho bit your lower lip before deepening the kiss, the hands on your sides guiding you to move on his thigh. Cock twitching at the feeling of your wet pussy rubbing against his thigh, the only thing holding it back being the fabric. 

“Love please—“ Kakucho whined, a string of saliva connecting you two after you pulled back. “I need to cum, please.”

“Were you lonely without me?” you giggled once he bucked his hips up, desperate to feel something and cum.  “I was— so fucking lonely.” Kakucho admitted, nuzzling hid face into your neck as he fucked the toy, nibbling on your skin and leaving his marks.

“Good boy— wanna cum for your love?” you taunted, picking up your pace and toying with his balls, making him tighten his grip on your sides and let out a choked moan. He was whimpering into your ear, showing his most vulnerable side to you, the shame long gone as he trusted you to take care of him.

“Beautiful p-please, ‘m so close.” Kakucho whined, breath hitching as the fire in his abdomen was burning up, ready to snap at any given moment. “Go ahead… cum for me Kakucho.” you spoke sweetly, throwing the toy aside and continuing to stroke his length, thumb focusing on the tip, just like he previously copied.

“Oh f-fuck.” Kakucho groaned, releasing almost immediately at your touch, your tone and lewd actions going straight to his cock as he came over your hands and his favorite dress.

“There you go, you did so well for me.” you praised him, pampering him in kisses while you helped him through his high, trying to ignore the aching heat between your thighs. You couldn’t help yourself, not when having Kakucho submit to you like this was a rare occurrence.

“Thank you, beautiful.” Kakucho breathed out, hands still on your sides as he rubbed figures onto your skin. You smiled, leaning onto his touch, still stroking him, his messed up breathing and the wet squelching sounds filling the bedroom. “It’s no problem love, you were so lonely without me after all, I’m glad to help.”

A peaceful silence fell after that and this time it was your turn to place kisses on his neck, licking and sucking on the spot you knew as his most sensitive, leaving your mark and smirking against his skin as you felt his cock twitch in your hands. Not expecting to be flipped over in a matter of seconds and finding yourself underneath him.

“Wanna know how much I missed my pussy?” 

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[httpshujii]

𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐤𝐢𝐧 彡 In which . . . Kakucho's feeling insecure.

〔CW〕 — Spoilers about Kakucho's past (?), scars, kissing, Kakucho being a sweetheart, reader is naturally gentle

〔AN〕 — Projecting bcs im an insecure :> I would like to thank @saesins and @strawberrypockybox I love you both so so so much, and thank you a lot for being there for me yesterday :>

Kakucho is in love. He doesn't understand why you do this. But he's in love with you in this exact moment.

"Why?" He whispers as tears fall down his reddened cheeks.

"What do you mean why?" your voice matches his, a soft whisper, gentle to his ears...something he doesn't deserve.

Kakucho likes being reserved about his problems. But with you, everything's different. With you, he doesn't have to sugar coat anything, he says what's on his mind whether it be good or bad.

He loves being able to talk to you so smoothly, but sometimes, he says too much. Nothing hurtful...at least not to you.

"I don't deserve you..."

"Why are you saying that?" you ask as your hands focus on cupping his face and brushing away the tears.

"Look at me!" more tears, more cracks in his voice, and more thoughts invading his comfort zone.

"I'm looking..."

"I hate it."

You know what he's talking about, and you sigh and giggle and smile.

"I love it."

"What's there to love about an ugly scar?"

"Everything."

"I'm ugly-"

"No you're not...you're beautiful and your scar is beautiful," you lay a kiss on the crown of his head, right where his scar starts, "this is a reminder for me y'know."

Confusion itches his features, sad eyes look up into yours, "How?"

"You survived that crash didn't you?"

A nod and a pout from him.

"I don't know what I'd do without you Kaku."

Trembling lips, glossy eyes, and arms wrapping around your waist. He cries into your chest, holding you close.

Sobs escape his lips and you scratch the back of his head softly, cooing at him to calm him down.

Kakucho is strong. But even the strongest knights need to cry every once in a while.

Kakucho is in love. In love with someone that loves him back. He thinks it's crazy to have someone like you love him but he's not complaining, if anything, he's grateful to have you by his side.

You cup his face once again and trail your lips all over his scar, appreciating the healed skin.

"I love you." It's a tired whisper when it leaves his lips.

"I love you more, Kaku."[