#rindou smut

[kazutora-kurokawa]

Coughs..Bonten!Rindou with a kink for calling reader! Ma'am

Bonten!Rindou w/ a Kink For Calling Reader "Ma'am"

♡ NSFW, fem reader, masturbation, phone sex, Ran kinkshaming ♡

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🎧 It started off as Rindou being a smartass and saying "yes ma'am" after you scolded him for drinking too much

🎧 It quickly escalated into him calling you ma'am whenever you told him to do something, then constantly saying it during sex

🎧 Folds immediately if you respond by calling him a good boy + gets a hard-on

🎧 Jerks off to the sound of your voice when you're on the phone together, cums harder than he ever has when you ask him to call you ma'am

🎧 Ran knows about his brother's kink and loves to make fun of him for it

"Ran, can you stop flailing your baton around? You're gonna knock my shit off the table."

"You basically have a mommy kink, I don't think you should be telling me how to live my life."

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Taglist

@arlerts-angel @i-literally-cant-with-this @trevengersprincess @giugiette @katkusuo @happy-trenchcoated-impala @darkstarlight82 @reiners-milkbiddies @manji-hoe @southside-otaku @xxchthonicreaturexx @evergreen-endo @hanmaslilslut @dystop4in14nd @mysouleaten @mdsbabygirl @eroticdarling

[prncessrindou]

KEI PLSS can u write rindous gf literally begging him to take her to the cinema to watch a boring movie just so he can finger her in the back of the cinema(and ofc rindou would complain that he bought tickets for nothing

you had your arms happily wrapped around rindou’s arm as he paid the man at the concession stand. grumpy, he took two tickets from the man and gave one to you.

“we’re not getting drinks and popcorn?” you asked.

rindou clicked his tongue, “do you realize how much this stuff costs?!” he questioned, looking at you as you stared at him with those big pretty doe eyes — he honestly couldn’t resist it.

“but i heard the movie is going to be long! what if i get hungry or even thirsty, rinnie?!”

his eye started to twitch but he just sighed deeply, taking out another bill from his wallet. “gimme, uh- a large popcorn with extra butter and a large drink.” rindou says, looking over the counter for something reasonable and cheap, “gimme those gummies too.”

you got your popcorn and drink and rindou settled with some gummy bears. you both walked together to the designated room where the movie would be playing.

“where do you wanna sit?” rindou asked you.

“here,” you responded, “if that’s fine with you.”

rindou shrugged his shoulders, “cool with me.”

you both took seats in the very back, almost close to the entrance and exit doors but it wasn’t too bad. you and rindou talked for a few minutes before the movie started playing, but he could not take his eyes off of your thighs.

you wore something cute yet simple — just a cute blouse with a mini skirt. rindou never been the type to complain about your outfits . . in fact, he loved when you’d dress up especially for him or if you both were going somewhere together.

“do you like it?” you asked out of curiosity, “i notice you staring.”

rindou nodded his head, “yeah.. you’re cute today.”

you smiled widely, leaning over to press a kiss on his cheek. “why thank you, baby!” you giggled.

suddenly the room went dark then the big screen popped on with the movie beginning to appear. rindou placed his hand on your thigh, rubbing your plush skin as he ate on his gummies.

while the movie played, rindou couldn’t keep his hands off of you. constantly teasing you by whispering filthy things in your ear and even nibbling on your ear. the movie was boring as rindou predicted so he wanted to toy with you to see if he’ll get an reaction.

“rinnn, stop!” you whispered, “the movie is getting good!”

rindou scoffed, “well be quiet and watch it.” he said, his fingers feeling on your dampened panties, “shit, you’re getting turned on by this, aren’t you?” he questioned with a smirk.

you could feel the heat coming up on your face. “shut up, not so loud!” you said, covering your face and eventually covering your mouth when rindou slipped a finger in your cunt.

“you’re so wet..” he murmurs, “are you playing attention to the movie?”

“mmhm,” you lied, grabbing his wrist and holding on to it as he fingers you. rindou slips another finger in and curls them up at the right angle, making your eyes roll to the back of your head.

you’re trying your best not to moan but you’re breathing is getting heavier and your vision is getting blurry from the overwhelming pleasure you were feeling.

“rin,” you mumbled softly, hiding your face within his sleeve as he worked his fingers inside of you.

you’re so hypnotized by rindou’s fingers, that you almost forgot that you were in a movie theater and currently watching a movie but it’s currently watching you because you haven’t been paying attention whatsoever.

“this movie is so lame,” rindou sighs and when those words slipped out his mouth, that overwhelming feeling below your stomach finally burst, causing you to cum all on his digits.

your breathing is still heavy as you come down from your high.

rindou finally removed his fingers from your drenched pussy and they’re covered in your slick — wet and sticky. you then grabbed his large hand and began to lick away at your slick, leaving rindou flabbergasted but mostly, turned on.

“fuck… guess i wasted my money on this lame ass movie, huh..?” rindou questioned.

you nodded your head and began to giggle. you then got up from your seat with wobbly legs, “why pay for a movie when we can make our own?!” you smiled, grabbing your boyfriends’ hand and walking out of the theater as the movie still played on.

[mbbmz]

I just know Rindou is clingy as hell.

(Slightly suggestive)

He tries SO HARD to act tough, all smirks and "me, whipped? Yeah right." but this man can’t sleep without cuddling you.

Taking too long in the bathroom before bed? He’s wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, mumbling complaints in your neck about you "spending hours in the bathroom" (it’s been 10 minutes)

The thing is, he’d rather die than admit it. Worse, his friends CANT know about this, not even his brother.

He’ll act tough when you cling to him in public, teasing you about how cuddly you are, but the second you two are alone, he’s not letting you go.

Kisses, also. Lots of it. Your neck is always covered in marks, not because he’s rough, but because he’s been sucking the same spot for 10 minutes. If you complain about it in the morning, he shrugs, nipping that spot again for good measure.

If you’re the one kissing and marking him, he’ll grumble about you being needy, while his cheeks are turning rosy. But once again, he’ll never admit he likes it.

Youre coming home later than usual?

- "where you at"

- "text me when you leave"

Hesitated to send a third, but didn’t want to admit he missed you.

When YOU text him? He suddenly leaves, telling his buddies "something came up", they all know what came up and they’re laughing about it to his face.

Lazy mornings? His personal favorite. It’s already close to noon, you try to slip out of bed to get water, but his strong arms are already encircling your waist, dragging your ass back to bed.

"Where you goin’…" He’d mumble, his hand already slipping between your thigh.

(Hehe I’ll probably write morning sex with him later…)

[fuyungus]

dilf! man who fuck you senseless after you babysit his kids !?!?

disclaimer; reader is in her 20's and these man are around their 40's

You almost fall asleep after putting your boss's toddler to sleep, you suddenly get a text from him. "I got late, will get home at 12, sleep in my bed if you need to" fuck, you had to go to college the next day, but money is money, so you took advantage of this opportunity and left the house clean like it never was. You sit on his bed, watch some corny romance movie while you wait for your boss, you go check on his son, you eat lasagna you have made earlier. And when he finally gets home you're sleeping on his wife's side of the bed. He turns on the light, making you wake up. "Mr. I'm so glad you're here, may I go now?" he is making you face his back and he starts undressing in front of you. "Hm, why don't you stay here for the night? it's late and I don't want the only babysitter Tao likes to be in danger" you look to the side and agree. "Yes Mr. I'll sleep at the couch" you get up from the bed but he stops you before you could leave the room. "You're crazy if you think I'm going to let you sleep on the couch, I'll get ready the visitors room" you try to convince him that you can sleep on the couch, but he insists that you need to sleep well to get good grades.

But you can't sleep, you thought it was because of the feeling of not sleeping on your bed, but in reality you couldn't believe you were sleeping at your boss's, your hot married boss's house.

You decide to go get some water to the kitchen, but you couldn't reach the glass glasses, and you don't realize when but he comes down the stairs and position himself behind you

"You need anything?" he asks with his low voice. "I can't reach the glasses" he chuckles softly and reach it for you, he was so big, and tall, and handsome, and-

You don't realize what happened but you were making out with him, violently, on the kitchen. He carries you with his big arms to the visitors room, he is old, he's not really into foreplay, he just spits on your pussy and insert his dick right in it.

"Stay more often to sleep" he grunts and muffle your moans with his big hand. "Don't even look at me when my wife's watching, she would kill the both of us, yeah?" you nod freneticly "I'm sure no boy your age can make you feel like this, huh?" his thrusts start getting more deep but slow, hurting his mind with the thought of any other man fucking you. He tries to pull out, but you push him deeper inside of you with your legs. "Lemme cum inside, fill you up"

Toji, Nanami, Gojo, Draken, Rindou, Kuroo, Eren, Tejo + your favs !!

[esspeon]

They’re just so mean to you, whispering dirty little comments in your ear every chance they get.

It’s basically torture for you, but he loves doing it to you. He loves watching how you press your thighs together when he walks away to sit back down on his couch, leaving you sat alone at the counter. He’s been teasing you ever since you’ve moved in with him but what’s more frustrating is that he’s never done more than that. Every time, without fail, you’ve been left do get yourself off alone. This time is no exception. You’re in your bed, knuckles deep inside your cunt with your eyes closed just to try and satisfy your needs while soft moans are leaving your pretty lips. You’re so lost in the pleasure that you don’t even notice them standing in your doorway, arms crossed and eyes glued to your pussy. “Need some help, pretty?” You yelp, caught off guard by his words. “What-” you manage to get out, immediately pulling your fingers out of you and covering your body to the best of your ability. “Oh c’mon. I know you’re touching yourself because of me, so why not accept my help, hm?”

And that is exactly how you found yourself in a mating press, cock so deep he’s practically fucked you dumb already. The sounds leaving your mouth belong in an erotic film and he’d be lying if he said it didn’t almost make him cum right then and there. “Agh- cunt’s squeezing me so tight. You’re such a slut f’me, hm? Couldn’t bear my teasing you had to make yourself cum at the thought of me?” He teases, managing to hit spots inside of you you didn’t even know existed. “Don’t worry your pretty little head though, I’m here now and I’ll take good, good care of you.”

[effetsecndaires]

Could i req one of rindou going doimg it with reader the back of his car and he has to take his glasses of bc they just keep getting foggy.

࿐𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛𝙛 ; 𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙪 𝙝.⋆ 𐙚 ̊.

cw: oral sex (fem receiving), semi public sex

an: not proofread bc my throat is killing me and it's 3am so I have to sleep lol, enjoy!! wc;587

You hadn’t even planned for it to go this far. One moment you were straddling 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔’s lap in the front seat, lips locked in a lazy kiss that should’ve ended with a drive home—and the next, he was urging you into the backseat with a breathless ´let me taste you'.

And, well...you've never been one to refuse good head from your boyfriend. So now here you are—laid out and panting, your jeans discarded somewhere near the console, panties hanging off one ankle with Rindou’s head moving between your thighs like it’s his job.

"Fuck—holy shit, Rin!" you gasp, head knocking against the window with a dull thud as your fingers latch into his hair, nails dragging through and gripping tight, tugging until it pulls a groan from him. “You- you're so good— fuck, you’re so good at this.”

Rindou hums, smug and filthy, the sound vibrating through your whole body.

"You say that like it's breaking news," he doesn’t give you time to fire back—just dives back in, fingers now slipping between your folds to tease your entrance, spreading your slick while his mouth keeps working your clit relentlessly, flicking it left to right.

You look down, lips parting to urge him on, and that's when you notice.

His glasses have fogged up almost completely, steam blooming over the lenses from the heat between your legs and the humid air in the car. It’s ridiculous.

You burst into a breathless giggle, tugging on his hair again as his lips purse around your clit, giving it a gentle, toe-curling suck. "Rin—" you gasp, "your glasses…"

"I know," he groans into you, still licking, absolutely unbothered. "Can’t see shit."

You laugh again and gently push at head, too distracted now. “So take them off!"

"Nah... I can't see without them either."

"Come on! I can't take you seriously like this."

You're still laughing. That makes him pause, his lips finally detaching from your pussy, his mouth slick with your juices as he looks up. He blinks, huffing as he finally pulls his glasses off with a dramatic click of his tongue. "Better?"

"Yeah... much better," you chuckle, reaching down to smooth his messy hair back from his face just as he leans in, pressing a chaste kiss to your clit. He tosses the glasses somewhere without looking, a soft thud sounding where they land.

“I can’t even fucking see you now,” he mutters, sounding annoyed, almost childish as he moves to kiss your inner thigh, biting gently before dragging his tongue right back through your folds, making you gasp.

You barely have time to process before he’s already back at it. It’s filthier now—loud and wet, all spit and slick and moans echoing off the cramped space, his arms locking firmly around your thighs as he feasts on you.

The pleasure coils tight in your belly, winding fast and hot until it snaps all at once—your body tensing, head thrown back as you cry out his name, your thighs clamping around his head while he keeps his mouth on you, drinking down every last drop of your release despite your squirming.

Only when your body goes limp, trembling beneath him, does he finally lift his head— smirking like he’s never been prouder. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and stretches a little before glancing around the car—spotting his glasses on the floor mat, lenses fogged and smudged beyond reason. You watch, amused and still catching your breath as he picks them up and wipes them on the hem of his shirt like it’s the most serious part of the night.

When he finally slides them back on, he leans down, presses a kiss to your thigh then another to your belly, your ribs, your collarbone. Until his lips reach yours.

“'Can finally see what I’m kissing."

[kanyerealdaughter]

—★ HAITANI’S IN BED

sexual content , pet names , cussing , handjob , teasing , riding , breeding , nipple play , cunnilingus , creampie , ( haitani brothers x female,reader)

how the haitani brothers act in bed

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-‘๑’- RAN HAITANI

“ your sweet talk might actually kill me.”

“ see what you do to me?" ran wraps your small hand around his length, showing you how to hold him. he's so big that your fingers can't wrap all the way around. he guides your hand to start moving slowly, his hips bucking into your small hand.

“ fuck… gonna cum already.”

“ mmm you got it, keep riding me.” he says, slapping your ass, making you yelp, but he rubs the pain away with his hand.

“ come on, use your words pretty." he teases you, dragging his tip just barely over your throbbing clit, making your whole body shiver 

“ hold up your legs for me.”

ran lets out breathless sounds, grunts, and once in a while, strained moans that he has been holding back.

“ you think you can go another round pretty?”

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-‘๑’- RINDOU HAITANI

rindou tries to hold back from making too much noise but only ends up moaning like a whore.

he smirked mischievous after eating you out like he ain’t eaten for days before making you arch as he flicked his tongue over your clit.

his face in your neck right as he finishes, trying to stay silent but failing to hold in a shaky breath.

“ you're so goddamn pretty like this.” 

while riding him, one of his hands moves to support your waist while the other moves to cup your breast, sucking hard on your nipple.

“ cumming already?”

after cumming inside, rindou pulls out, spreading your folds, and you watch his cum leak out of you, before collecting his cum on your inner thighs and pushing it back into your hole to watch it sink deeper into your womb. 

“ mmph... shit…”

“ shit.. i can't hold back anymore…”

𖣂 KANYEREALDAUGHTER SPEAKS - part two is in the making uh maybe.

words 0.2k

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[ljubimaya]

This is 100 percent inspired by a conversation me and @softshuji had

There's a stark contrast between the Haitani brothers when it comes to eating you out.

Ran, like a true gourmand, likes taking his time with you. He is not one to rush, taking his time as he would run his tongue between your folds before eventually finding it's way to your clit. He eats you out like he kisses you - languidly, almost lazily exploring your wet cavern. There is no force in his tongue as it would glide between folds to drink up your arousal ever so tenderly. The same, however, could not be said about the bruising grip his hands have on your thighs. While Ran may have the patience of a saint when he's sucking on the tender flesh of your labia, you'd be crying and begging him to let you finally come. Your shaky legs would have no energy left after trying to force more friction, your hips failing to move against his face as his iron grip hinders your every movement. Does he take his time to tease you? To teach you a lesson? To satisfy a deep hunger? You wouldn't know that after the endless edging you have to endure to release all over him.

With Rindou, it's an entirely different story. Unlike his older brother, Rindou despises the very concept of edging. He eats you like a starved man, like a famished wolf devouring the poor little bunny he had hunted down. His grip on your legs is hard, but the movements of his tongue and nose are harder against your overstimulated pussy. Your clit would be hurting from the rough treatment, your muscles are stiff and the bruises on your inner thighs are aching. As much as you were ready to tap out any time, you wouldn't dare to. No, not until Rindou had his fill on you. Rindou, however, doesn't just eat you out. He is a dirty player, a true menace, when he gets down on you. His long fingers would thrust inside your pussy when you'd least expect it. A scream would escape your lips, the pain of the sudden thrust slowly fading into mindless pleasure the more the rough tips of Rindou's would hit your g spot. You'd come - again - but instead of giving you a second to breathe, he keeps on going, working you up to your nth orgasm of the night. Whenever you weren't too engulfed in the hard scissoring motion of his fingers, you would feel him smirking against your wet pussy. Did he do all of that to you to remind you who was in charge? To mock your complete and utter inferiority to him? In the end, it wouldn't matter as the next orgasm was just around the corner, and to Rindou, the night was still young.

[stargirlo]

whatever she wants ♡.

your boyfie luvs spoiling you with his money! and he doesn't care if he maxes out his credit card just by spending money on the stuff that you want to buy. he just wants to see his pretty girl happy, that's all. his love language is gift giving, so why not show his love to you by showering you with designer bags and red bottoms?

you're always whining about how he shouldn't give you this many stuff, even if it wasn't a special occasion. but he insists, who is going to stop him?

need your nails done? check, appointment is already made. you're craving oysters? the reservation is booked. want to be on the highest floor of a five-star hotel in singapore? prepare for the breathtaking view baby. your birkin bag is getting old? the order is at your doorstep. need a new tiffany and co bracelet? get in the car and lets buy you a new one.

honestly he knows every clothing brand that you like because he has a list of your wants and needs. whenever you say something like "this sundress is cute." or "these tory burch sandals would go with this, yeah?" he would instantly take note of it and buy it for you the next day. this man is tiring, but you absolutely adore him. not because of his money, but because of the way he treats you.

he treats you with full on royalty, as if you were his queen, in which, you already are. so, you can't help but give him your thanks to him for doing all these things.

"f-fuck baby, is this your thanks f'me..?" he dryly chuckles, slenders fingers slipping through your well styled hair, to which it was ruined by how tight he's gripping your fucking scalp. ouchie.

you nodded eagerly, sucking him off like your life depended on it. moans vibrated against his cock, letting his body jolt in absolute pleasure. he threw his head back, letting you have your way on his cock as it snuggles deep down your warm and tight throat. he can't help but buck his hips upwards into your throat, a stifled moan bubbling through his gritted teeth. a sweat rolls down his forehead, eyebrows knit together as he looks down at the gorgeous view of you being between his legs and sucking his cock to oblivion.

"ye'r such a slut y'know t-that . . . shit-" he hissed in pleasure, inhaling sharply before letting out a groan. your thighs rubbed together, trying to reach out for some friction for yourself while you gave your precious boyfriend a blow job. he lets out a string of curses and praises, murmuring something about how he's going to ruin your pussy after this, and it only turned you on further, feeling a wet patch on your victoria secret thong.

suddenly, you withdrew from his cock, watching a thin string of spit connect from his cock and to your glossy lips. you looked up at him teary-eyed, your plump lips turning into a small "o" shape as you let out shallow breaths. "what's wrong baby? dick t'much to take down ye'r throat?" he mocks, looking down at you with a sneer. how mean.

" 's okay sugar, daddy's gotcha . . . now c'mere," he pants, his pointer and ring finger beckoning you to crawl up his lap, and so you did. as you got yourself situated and comfortable on his lap, his cock occasionally rubbing against your soaked panties that was desperate to be fucked like a useless glory hole. his hands move under your skirt, pulling down the thong away as it revealed your hungry pussy to his eyes. it was glistening with your slick, and he was definitely going to have a field day with this slip 'n slide.

"you're so wet f'me, and all jus' by suckin' my dick." he chuckles, gripping your hips firmly and lifting it up with a subtle movement, just enough to feel the tip of his cock rubbing against your puffy 'n needy clit. you let out a short gasp, taking a hold on his shoulders as you looked down at the lewd scenery below you. "aht, aht sugar . . . look at me," he gently slaps your ass, bringing back your attention to him and looking at him directly. he murmurs a low "thereee we go." before sliding you down his cock, a high-pitched yelp eliciting from your lips.

his cock slides in further, deeper and deeper until you feel his cock fill you up to the hilt. you're now basically cockdrunk, and he hasn't done anything to make you be in this position yet. you babbled how he's "too big" and that "you're full" but he could only watch in awe. "shh, shh, look how soaked your pussy is . . . look at how easy it just slides in, aand out." he huffs, moving your hips with ease as the base of his cock slips in and out of your pussy, erupting a lewd squelch.

"now c'mon baby, show me how really thankful you are f'me . . ." his hands now let go of your hips, making you fully sit down on his cock as your pussy warms it up. your lips tug a small pout, his hands being placed behind his head as he raised a brow. his expression already spoke volumes on what he was going to say, so you tried your best to lift up your shaky hips and thighs as you worked your way into riding his cock.

let's just say he had to do most of the work later on :(

💌: gojo satoru, geto suguru, hiromi higuruma, chuuya nakahara, haitani brothers, sanzu haruchiyo, manjiro sano, shuji hanma, wakasa imaushi, rafe cameron, ++ your favs!!

[cfyslvr]

brat tamers. guys that absolutely love seeing their pretty little girl acting all bratty when she's under them. he loves making you feel like you have some kind of control over him with your bratty behavior. he knows you do it on purpose because you love getting on his nerves just so he could put you back into your place. he grabs the back of your knees, bringing your legs up to your chest, holding you in an almost painful mating press as he slams his dick inside of you. one of his hands wraps around your throat, squeezing it just enough to make it harder for you to breathe. you're crying and nearly screaming his name, but he knows you love it.

"please.. p-please, no more! I-I can't take it anymore!" you cry, your eyes rolling back and your tongue slipping out as he pulls orgasm after orgams out of you even after you're far too overstimulated to think straight.

"can't take anymore, huh? aww, you poor thing, probably should've thought of that before you decided to act like a little brat." he teases, shoving his dick deliciously deeper into your dripping cunt.

"don't even try to pretend, you know you love this." and you do. that's why you keep acting like a brat even after promising you won't do it again.

although, let's be honest, he knows you'll do it again, and he loves that about you.

[ taiju shiba, ran haitani, rindou haitani, bonten!mikey, izana kurokawa, baji keisuke, hanma shuji, kokonoi hajime, nahoya kawata, wakasa imaushi + ur favs! ]

a/n :: omg I'm alive !! I'm so sorry for disappearing for- idek how long ㅠㅠ i js know it's been over a month now. I was thinking about writing another fic or more headcanons but I didn't really have motivation to write longer works so I just stuck with this lol, also this is probably one of my first times writing smut (if you don't include the chifuyu smut headcanons) and I honestly can't tell if it's good or absolutely crap soo- 🥲 bear with me I'm trying

[allthatjazz416]

Bonten NSFW 💗

Scene: Bonten men eating you out. 😼 Characters: Sanzu, Mikey, Ran, Rindou, Kakucho, Kokonoi, Takeomi. (Sorry, Mochi :<) Tags: Fem!reader! Smut! Oral (F. receiving)! Fingering! Dirty talk! Note: My first time posting smut 😢 hope its good. Also, English isn't my first language. My bad for any mistakes but hope you guys enjoy 🍽 divider crdts: @/diviniyae (red diamonds divider), @/cafekitsune (mdni divider), @/omi-resources (red line divider)

🌹 - Mikey

Mikey eats pussy like he’s trying to forget who he is. Silent, focused, and starving—like you’re the only thing grounding him in the moment. Silent, slow, and deliberate. He doesn’t say much—doesn’t need to. His eyes are heavy-lidded and unreadable as he works his tongue against you, calm and methodical like he’s trying to memorize the way you fall apart. He doesn’t rush. He doesn’t stop. He’ll pin your hips with an iron grip, unmoving, because he hates when you squirm away. There’s something intimate and almost reverent in the way he does it—like he doesn’t think he deserves you, but he’s going to worship you anyway. You’ll come more than once. He won’t say a word. He’ll just rest his head on your thigh afterward, quiet and exhausted like he just pulled himself back from the edge.

🌹 - Sanzu

There’s nothing soft about the way Sanzu eats pussy—he doesn’t aim to please. He aims to ruin. It’s raw, relentless, and loud. He spits, licks, sucks with tongue and teeth, and doesn't care how wrecked you are. If you cry, he’ll smirk. If you moan too loud, he’ll cover your mouth with his hand and keep going, not missing a beat. He moans into you like he’s high off the taste (he probably is), and it only spurs him to go harder. He’s got one hand between your thighs, two fingers buried knuckle-deep, curling just right as his mouth drags over your clit with messy, desperate greed. He talks during it, voice wrecked and slurred “That’s it. Come on, give it to me. Fuck, you taste so good...” And when you're shaking, too sensitive to breathe, he'll look up with a bloodshot grin and ask if you're done—because he isn’t.

🌹 - Rindou

Rindou doesn’t look like much of a giver—until you’re spread out and he’s buried between your thighs, whining softly into your cunt like he’s hooked on the taste. He’s a little rough, a little impatient, but so fucking eager. He loves being used. Will bury his face in you and rut his hips into the mattress just from how good you sound. He’s so sloppy—spit, tongue, fingers curled inside you, like he needs all of it at once. He uses his fingers a lot—fast, deep, curling hard while his mouth sucks your clit like it owes him something. His voice is always a little shaky, like he’s overwhelmed but addicted. He’s the type to mutter “one more” five times in a row until you’re completely overstimulated, legs trembling, begging him to stop—and that’s when he finally pulls back and kisses your thigh, satisfied and wrecked.

🌹 - Ran

Ran treats oral like foreplay and domination all at once. He knows what he’s doing—knows how slow to go, how soft to make it before dragging you straight off the edge. He’ll press a kiss to your inner thigh, hold eye contact, and say something low like, “You gonna behave for me?” And then he devours you. He makes it obscene—spreads you open with two long fingers, kisses your clit, licks slow and lazy while making eye contact, like he’s savoring a glass of wine. And just when you think he’s done tormenting you, he dives in, tongue fucking you deep while his fingers rub circles until your legs are shaking. You’ll be ruined and wrecked—and he’ll wipe his mouth with the back of his hand and say, “You taste better than I remembered.”

🌹 - Kokonoi

Kokonoi eats you out like he's trying to forget everything else. Not like it’s a performance, not like he's showing off—like it’s the one place he can breathe. He moves slow at first, tongue soft, deliberate, hands gripping your thighs like he needs to keep you close or he’ll spiral. He doesn't talk much during it, but his eyes say everything—half-lidded, dark, focused like you're the only thing in the room that feels real. When you moan, he groans against you like he can feel it. When your hips buck, he tightens his grip, exhales a curse, and buries himself deeper like he's starving. His rhythm is steady, thoughtful—but there's this edge, like he’s trying to lose himself in you. Like he needs to. He doesn’t stop when you come. Just slows, softens, mouth dragging against you with quiet reverence until your body goes limp under his touch. Then he rests his head against your thigh, breathing you in. “You’re everything,” he’ll whisper, barely audible—like it slipped out by accident. And maybe it did. But he doesn’t take it back.

🌹 - Kakucho

Kakucho is controlled. Precise. He worships you with his mouth like he’s praying—slow licks, perfect pressure, like he memorized what makes you unravel. He looks up at you the whole time, watching every reaction, and if your breath hitches even a little, he doubles down. He doesn’t do anything halfway, and that includes getting on his knees for you. He’s focused—tongue slow and consistent, fingers curled just right, eyes locked on you to read every twitch of your body. He won’t stop until you come undone completely, until you’re gasping and crying his name, and then he’ll kiss your thighs with reverence like you’re something holy. He eats like he loves. With quiet devotion and no mercy.

🌹 - Takeomi

Takeomi eats you out like he’s got nothing to prove and everything to enjoy. He’s slow. Deep. Methodical. A veteran at this. It’s slow, almost maddening. He’s going to taste every inch of you, feel every twitch and moan. One hand on your thigh, the other lazily teasing between your folds until he’s sure you’re soaked. Then his mouth takes over—tongue firm and deliberate, sucking and rolling against your clit with practiced ease. He doesn’t say much, but when he does, it’s low and rough and just shy of mocking “Look at you, so fucking needy. You were talkin’ big a minute ago.” And when you come for him, he hums like it’s the best thing he’s tasted in years. Then he wipes his mouth, lights a cigarette, and tells you you’re not going anywhere—he’s not done yet.

The end 💗

[prncessrindou]

✩ ˛˚ . rindou makes you squirt for the first time . . .

you’re completely spent.

rindou’s stamina is quite astonishing and the more rounds you go, the less you can keep up with him - you’re on the verge of tapping out.

“think you can give me another one, pretty girl?” rindou huffs as he aligns his cock at your entrance for the umpteenth time. he taps his cock head against your swollen and overstimulated clit, causing you to whimper and whine.

you shook your head, “rinnn!” you cry, “i can’t! ‘m too sensitive!” rindou leans forward and presses his lips against your jaw, kissing and sucking on your sensitive skin as he slowly slides back into your slippery wet folds, “fuck— but i think you still got one more left in you, babe..” he says, leaning back up and grabbing your thighs to pin them against your chest.

you’re a whimpering mess underneath rindou. all the begging and pleading go on deaf ears as he slams his hips into yours — you feel like you’re being split in half each time he bottoms out.

rindou places his thumb directly on your swollen clit, drawing circles on it.

you feel like you’re about to pass out, but out of nowhere comes a sensation you’ve never felt before. it feels like you have to pee but the feeling is much stronger and different — you close your eyes shut and bit down on your bottom lip and that’s when something happen . . .

your body doesn't listen to you and starts trembling. “oh— god!” you screamed, back arching up off the mattress and suddenly everything is like a white noise and you’re completely in bliss.

rindou stops his movements and slowly pulls out and again, you’re gushing all over him once more . . leaving him speechless as he try to gather up what just happened.

“holy shit— did you just... squirt?!” rindou asked.

your chest is heaving up and down. you're so out of it that it takes you a minute to adjust rindou's words. “wha— i dunno what happened..” you responded, finally realizing that you did indeed squirt, not once but twice.

it feels like a heatwave just hit your face from the embarrassment. you couldn’t stand to face rindou as he stared down at you so you covered your face with your hands.

“don’t look at me like that!” your voice is muffled, yet soft as you spoke.

rindou chuckled, leaning forward to remove your hands from your face. “you’re so cute,” he says, kissing your sweaty forehead then gently kissing your soft lips. “i guess i pushed you over your limits and i’m sorry about that, but it was so fuckin' hot.”

“you think everything is hot when it's totally embarrassing!”

“'cause everything you do is hot!” rindou exclaimed, “like your no gag reflex when you're sucking my dick or how your pussy kept farting when—”

“okay, shut up!” you squealed, “you seriously talk way too much for my liking.”

[f0ofishies]

bonten!rindou , you found out your little psychopath boyfriend.. was an actual psychopath. you should've known that insignia tattooed on the front of his neck.

bonten!rindou accidentally leaving his blood-stained gloves in the dumbest compartment of his car. Your first arguement ever– and a huge one at that.

bonten!rindou , who made you so desensitized on the topics of how he beat another guy with some bat– or even shoot people. You'd just looked at him.. your eyes. He knew he was in trouble.

bonten!rindou that still got you to stay with him, you knew you loved him, he knew that too. There'd be no way you'd leave him– even if he was a part of a criminal organization. He stared at you, he pouted a bit.

bonten!rindou , who was late from your upcoming date because he had this huge meeting. It basically escalated another argument like before. You were pissed off.. already sleeping on your backside.

"Baby.. don't sleep yet.." His back against the doorway, he contemplated onto whether to approach you or not. Long strides of his quickened pace on the floor was heard. "Mmm, my darling.." He confided in you in his whiny voice.

You felt his pesky hands, trapped between him. You grumbled.. "Rin..not now.." You buried your head into the silky pillows. He grumbled– and his purple hair slid over your shoulder. "Just hear me out.. okay..?" The desperation in his tone made you ache.

"What is it?.." You whispered back at him, finally letting him rest beside his purple gaze, leaning in to kiss your cheek desperately. "I'm going tomorrow..." "Where–" You interrupted as he shushed you, by the way his eyes fell You could tell it wasn't good news. "A mission tomorrow, It's going to be dangerous.. and I won't be back for a few weeks."

Your eyes widened at the revelation. "But–" Your hands quickly grabbed his head, pulling him closer. "Don't– don't leave me, not when our relationship.." You panicked, babbling on about how he needed to be here– to stay with you.. to stay together. You huffed– tears welled up in your eyes.

He kissed those salty tears away, you huffed as his thumb swiped at your eyes. "Mmm.. cmon beautiful.. it's just two weeks..?" "No..!" You spouted out loud. "No– you can't.. please..."

bonten!rindou chuckled, kissing your stray tears.. it was salty to him– he always thought how cute you were when you cried. But it did tug on his heart the way you just wanted him to stay. Another plead, a wail or even a cry.. he'd just stay, he really would.

bonten!rindou who was rocking his hips inside you, "Cmon, pretty.. put your legs over me.." He huffed when you didn't listen. Tugging at your calf– he hoisted up your leg muscle against his defined chest. He wasn't very muscular but defined through the years. Your leg straightened, accommodating to the stretch with no prep.

"Rin– no more..!" Your cries could probably be heard by the neighbors.. you've had too much sex with rindou. The neighbors already got the full show at that, you couldn't care less 'bout them. He suddenly picked up his thrusts, his hips grinding against yours.

"So good for me.. so shittt–" He could feel your walls clenching around him, he's pesky thumb rimming around your ass hole. Even as much as spreading it wide.. juices of both of you sliding back out. Such a lewd sight. Your face changed into an 'o' as he did that move, you were so familiar with.

"I wish you could look at yourself– you always make such lewd expressions when I do that..!" He murmured close to your ear, those redden ears of yours matching your eyes, he could tell it was too much. You could catch a glimpse of his adam's apple bobbing– that made another moan quiver right out of you.

And just when he finally bursts his load right inside you, he can't help but keep his hips jerking slightly. Hearing another whimper for you, his signature smile catches you off guard. Rindou was a cold man, but you always had a way to tug on his heartstrings. "Promise.. promise you'll come back, dont matter the things you need to do.." It earned a laughter from him.

"Come back? Baby, you know I'll always come back.. even when you hold that ring on your finger?" oh,, Rindou Haitani, that sneaky man, had slipt an engagement ring right around your finger.

[kazuwhora]

SENDING THEM NUDES <3 PT. 2

ft. kisaki, hanma, rindou, ran, sanzu, kakucho, && izana

cw. fem!reader, nonconsensual sharing of nudes, masturbation (m!), exhibitionism, voyeurism, corruption, mild mentions of hypothetical cheating (reader on character), and they go in groups! so kisaki and hanma, ran rindou and sanzu, and kakucho and izana!

wc. @reiners-milkbiddies requested a part two so here we are hehe. see part one here

#KISAKI will never get used to seeing your pretty figure pop up on his screen. it's never expected— you always seem to catch him at the worst of times when he's up to his neck in stress, elbows propped on his thighs as he scrolls through his phone. that's when your name pops up in his notifications, followed by a pretty little picture of your body dressed in the lingerie he bought you just the other day, with a caption begging for him to come home. he can feel the heat of his cheeks take over his body as he shifts his posture to hide the fact that he's already hard, and anticipation swells in his chest as he thinks about all the things you might be doing to yourself, upon deciding to send him that picture.

he can barely maintain his composure enough to notice hanma peering over his shoulder, with a stupid grin plastered across his face.

#HANMA can't help but butt in, snatching kisaki's phone from his hand and admiring the picture pinned to the screen as he screenshots. he turns to the side, watching as kisaki struggles to take his phone back while trying to hide the obvious bulge in his pants, but hanma can't deny the effect the picture has on him, too.

"here" he teases, tossing the phone back to his friend after sending the photo to himself. hanma acts as if it's no big deal, reassuring his friend that he wont do anything with it. but the second he gets home, his mind is glued to the thought of you wrapped around his length, taking his cock and begging for more while kisaki is forced to put up with his antics yet again.

#RINDOU hates when you're impatient— especially when he happens to be at work, and not at home to deal with it. but you can't help it when he ignores you all day, replying to your texts with generic replies if at all. but when you send him a picture showing him just how needy you are? that's when you get the response you've been craving. rindou will groan to himself, screenshotting the snap for safe keeping before setting his phone down and running his hands through his hair. he can't deny the way you always seem to fluster him when he least expects it, and suddenly the thought of ditching the rest of his day to tend to your needs doesn't sound too bad.

little does he know that ran has been watching from behind him, admiring the look of desperation on your face enough for him to slip rindous phone from the table, just long enough to send himself the photos before carefully placing it back where he found it.

#RAN can't help but open his conversation with sanzu, immediately sending the picture you had sent solely for rindou's eyes for his entertainment. and even as rindou leaves, making his intentions painfully obvious, ran can't help but let his mind wander as he gazes at your picture, muting sanzu's replies as he slips away to the bathrooms behind the bar.

his breaths are heavy and hot, letting out a groan as he strokes his cock to the thought of you. it wouldn't be the first time either, letting his imagination take control as he thinks about how sweet you must taste, and how lucky (let alone selfish) his brother is to have scored someone as pretty as you.

#SANZU doesn't waste his time firing back at ran when your pictures pop up on his phone. he plays it cool, sending text after text about what a slut you are, and how many guys you must be fucking behind rindou's back. yet sanzu can't help but wish he were one of them, getting to slip away out of sight while rindou thinks you've just gone to the bathroom. he thinks about fucking you against the wall, watching his cock disappear inside your messy cunt while he fists his cock with a sort of desperation that always seems to emerge whenever thoughts of you arise.

he can't help it— he wants you to be a slut for him, to show him he's better than the rest as you beg for him to stop because your cunt just can't take it any longer.

he wants to be the one to make you cum when you're needy. not ran, and certainly not rindou.

#KAKUCHO has never gone a day where he hasn't thought about how thankful he is for you, and that feeling is only amplified when he sees your name in his notifications, one he doesn't hesitate to open. but instead of your usual sweet little messages, up pops a video of your hands slipped between your skirt as you trace circles around your clit and wince with anticipation.

his heart begins to race as his body fills with adrenaline. he's already palming at his cock, imagining how pretty you must sound as he sends a message asking you to keep the volume on next time. he can't help but lean his head back against the wall as the heat pools in his core, taking over his body as he strokes his length and groans.

#IZANA is shocked when the sound of desperate whimpers and moans flood the room, nearly making his speaker vibrate against the wall as his face turns a deep shade of red. he can nearly feel his chest thumping as he resists the urge to allow himself to respond. at first he thinks kakucho had been caught watching porn, accidentally connected to the speaker from earlier. it isn't until he can hear the tiny whimpers of kaku's name between breathy moans that he realizes exactly what his friend was watching, and suddenly the urge is to hold himself back is too strong for his power.

izana wishes kakucho had kept playing the video as your voice echoes in his head, leaving him no choice but to take care of the problem you created, himself.

🔖 @manjiroscum @tettatonin @tirzamisu @maytey @keisaint @haruphilia @miytsuya @champagnej @lovemegood @tofu-and-aesthetic @strawberrysanzu @dilf-city @z-na @souyatr @icecreamranwich @toyomitsus @saitaso @chieeeeeee @lalalemon101 @wakasa-wifey @roppongiperfume @ryuugot @blueparadis @crybabylisa @zitabob @bxnten @minoozi @whosarlet @wifetotomurashigaraki @zuuki @thevoidwriting @h-shibas @thekillingtimethekillingmoon @chronic-claire-universe @hashiraswhore @dukina @godist @chifuyuslilkitten @justhere @sofiakujo @sloth-fox @cults-soundtrackthree @plumtora @kazutorahugger @sacredsukuna @hoesplay @r-indou and tagging @sakusins to read hanma's after ramadan

[fuyungus]

he's so mean and violent but you love it (,,>﹏<,,) ?!?!

A hard slap to your ass followed by cries filled the room, you're both naked sweating everywhere, he has you on your tummy, fucking you like you deserve it, he wasn't home for a while, and he had to make it up to you! So how to show that he missed you better than fucking you dumb.

He groans and suddenly takes his cock out of your hole. Before you could even protest he turns you around, making you be face to face with him, his hand traveled to your neck and he pressed so fucking hard you thought you were running out of air, but the man knows what he's doing, he let your neck go and takes his hand down to your clit, he gives it a big slap, making you squirm, and other one, and other one. "N-no more" you take his hand and put it on your neck again. "Good fucking girl" he grunts as he continues to fuck you, suddenly he grasps your cheeks and slap your face, you instantly moan at this. "You like that?" he asks, giving you a slap again.

KONIGGGGGG, Rindou, Sanzu, Tejo, Omen, Toji, Geto + your favs !!

[izanacore]

“after hours” | bonten men x reader

mini-collection 𓂃⋆.˚

synopsis: as a bonten executive, y/n treats hooking up with bonten men after meetings like just another part of the job—routine, effortless, and far too easy to stop.

characters: manjiro “mikey” sano, haruchiyo sanzu, ran haitani, rindou haitani, hajime kokonoi, fem!reader

warnings: smut (18+), explicit sexual content, multiple partners, rough sex, anal sex, semi-public sex, spanking, spitting, cumplay, hair pulling, degradation, choking, dirty talk, objectification, power imbalance, manipulation, possessiveness, markings, orgasm control, overstimulation, light humiliation, drug usage, alcohol usage, smoking, non-consensual image sharing, mean sanzu, reader being a bitch, bonten men being menaces, toxic dynamics, dubious consent (consensual but with coercive undertones), exhibitionism (y/n being watched), implied criminal activity, unsafe situations, minor aftercare but mostly neglect, mild sadism, and very filthy vibe.

notes: wrote this out of nowhere tbh. this is very flithy. i also wanna say that i really think the haitani brothers are sweet when it comes to their girl (sometimes) and not the manipulative womanizer type, but that’s just my hc (is it canon? idk!). and please, i’ve written every content warning i could think of (i’m considerate like that), so please read at your own risk. again, this is flithy. anyway, enjoy! credits to the fanart i used above.

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part 1

the private lounge smelled of expensive liquor, sweat, and sin. dim lights cast shadows over the leather couches, the sound of bass thumping through the floors beneath them. it was routine now—business first, then pleasure. bonten’s little after-meeting tradition. drinking, getting high, and letting loose like they owned the world. because, well, they did.

y/n lounged beside ran, her legs draped over his lap, glass in hand, his arm snug around her waist like she belonged there. and she did—at least for tonight. she took a sip, the burn of alcohol making her hum before her eyes flickered to kakucho, who was already standing.

“c’mon, kakucho, you’ve never joined our after-meeting sessions.” she tilted her head, pouting before smirking. “i’ll let you play with my tits.” then she drank, the ice clinking against the glass.

kakucho exhaled sharply. “fuck off, y/n. i’m going.”

she clicked her tongue. “boo. god, you’re so boring.”

he ignored her completely, turning to mocchi and takeomi. “c’mon, we have to take care of the clients.”

y/n groaned, rolling her eyes as she leaned further into ran. “you too, mocchi? takeomi?” she huffed, fingers tapping against the rim of her glass before she suddenly grinned. “ugh, fine, go ahead. you just missed a chance of getting a free blowjob!” her voice rang through the room, teasing, shameless.

the three of them didn’t even flinch. used to her mouth, to the filth that spilled from it like it was a normal thing to say. kakucho shut the door without looking back, and y/n simply scoffed before taking another sip.

not like she had sex with everyone… well. okay, maybe something did happen between her and the haitani brothers. and sanzu. and even… mikey. but it was casual. nothing that could affect their work at bonten. just a way to blow off steam, to release tension in the most primal way possible. they were just having fun.

“why don’t you blow me instead, y/n?” sanzu’s voice cut through the music, lazy and dripping in amusement. “i’ll fuck that pretty mouth of yours so you’ll finally shut the fuck up.” a smirk played on his lips as ran and rindou chuckled beside him.

y/n turned to glare at sanzu, already flipping him off before she suddenly gasped dramatically.

“mikey!!!” she whined, pushing off ran’s lap and making her way to the man sitting at the head of the lounge. she plopped down onto his lap, arms wrapping around his neck as she buried her face against his shoulder. “they’re ganging up on me again.”

mikey didn’t react. barely spared her a glance as he pulled a cigarette from his pack, tucking it between his lips.

but don’t get it wrong. y/n was his favorite. she got the special princess treatment—more than anyone else in bonten. sure, she was a little unhinged, maybe even on sanzu’s level, but that’s what made mikey keep her around. the smartest of them all. she kills just like sanzu. no remorse.

and without thinking, as if her body had memorized the action, she reached into the pocket of her blazer, flicked her lighter open, and brought the flame to the end of mikey’s cigarette.

mikey inhaled, the tip burning red, before exhaling a slow stream of smoke.

the lounge was drowning in smoke and sin, the bass-heavy music vibrating through the floor. drinks kept pouring, the air thick with the scent of liquor and something dangerously indulgent.

then koko spoke up, tossing a small package onto the table. “here’s the one you wanted, sanzu.”

sanzu’s eyes lit up as he snatched it, tearing it open with practiced ease. “finally. some good fucking shit after dealing with those annoying-ass clients.”

he poured the fine powder onto the glass table, leaning in to take his share. the rush was instant, his pupils dilating as he let out a satisfied sigh. “fuck. that hit nice.” he turned to ran, waving a hand toward the powder. “try this. better than last time.”

ran didn’t need to be told twice. he leaned down, did the same, and so did the rest of them.

glasses clinked, slurred cheers filled the air. everyone was too high, too drunk, too far gone.

y/n swayed with the music, lost in the haze, her body moving on instinct. she pressed back against ran, rolling her hips as his hands found her waist, his breath hot against her neck.

she should slow down.

she was too high for this.

but fuck it.

pushing off ran, she stumbled toward the table, dropping to her knees as she reached for another line of powder—

only to have her head yanked back by a fist in her hair.

“enough of that, princess. try this instead.”

sanzu’s voice was a slow drawl, and before she could react, he slipped a pill between her lips, fingers pressing against her tongue.

y/n didn’t even flinch. she held his gaze as she sucked on them, slow and teasing, letting her tongue drag along his fingers before finally swallowing. then she stuck her tongue out, showing him the evidence, eyes dark with amusement.

“did you just get hard from me kneeling in front of you?” she taunted, lips curling into a smirk.

his grip on her hair tightened in an instant.

“fuckin’ brat.”

before she could blink, he yanked her up, shoving her backward—straight into rindou.

“shit.” rindou caught her with ease, her back pressed against his chest, his hands settling low on her hips. she could feel the way his breath hitched, the way his fingers twitched against the fabric of her dress.

sanzu’s grin was sharp, eyes blown wide. “and so what if i’m hard just looking at you?” his voice was low, edged with something dark. “you’re practically a walking sex toy.”

his fingers traced the inside of her thigh, slow, deliberate—

but y/n slapped his hand away without hesitation, shooting him a glare.

then she raised her middle finger at him, smirking. “get out of my sight, haru.”

sanzu just chuckled, dropping onto the couch with his legs spread wide, licking his teeth.

the heat in the room was suffocating, a mix of smoke, alcohol, and the lingering haze of ecstasy.

“fuck, it’s getting hot,” y/n muttered, slipping off her blazer, revealing the curve-hugging dress beneath.

rindou was quick to help, fingers grazing her bare shoulders as he pressed lazy kisses along her skin. his hands moved lower, squeezing her tits without hesitation. she barely reacted—she was used to this by now. at least with them. the haitani brothers and sanzu had a habit of touching her whenever they pleased. during meetings, in passing, anywhere they wanted.

ran grabbed a bottle of whiskey, his grin sharp as he gripped her jaw. without warning, he tilted the bottle, pouring the liquor past her lips. she swallowed what she could, but the excess spilled, running down her chin, soaking into her dress.

he chuckled, taking a swig himself before leaning in to lick the trail of whiskey from her neck, down to the exposed curve of her cleavage.

“fuck, ran…” the sensation sent a shiver down her spine, a moan slipping out before she could stop it.

her hands found his face, pulling him inches from hers, eyes dark with something dangerous. “you ruined my dress.”

ran’s tongue flicked over his lips, gaze burning. “if i get to fuck this body, i’d gladly ruin all your clothes.” his fingers trailed up her thighs, teasing, promising.

rindou’s grip tightened on her chest, his other hand slipping lower, brushing over the damp fabric between her legs. “shit, y/n, you’re already so fucking wet.”

before she could respond, ran hooked his fingers around the waistband of her panties, dragging them down her thighs. with a smirk, he tucked the flimsy fabric into his pocket, his eyes gleaming with amusement.

her breath hitched as rindou’s fingers pressed against her, rubbing slow circles over her core before one slipped inside, stretching her with ease.

“ugh… rindou…” her hips moved on instinct, grinding against his touch, her fingers tangling in his hair. rindou groaned against her neck, rutting against her from behind.

ran pushed her dress higher, his eyes darkening at the sight.

“rin, more, please…” her voice was a breathy whimper.

but before rindou could give her what she wanted, sanzu shoved ran aside took his place.

“move over, greedy fucks.” his grin was wicked as his fingers plunged inside her without warning, matching rindou’s pace.

they weren’t in sync. they didn’t care. her pleasure wasn’t the point—just the filth of it all, the way they could have her, touch her, ruin her. they were already fucked in the head. what was a little more filth?

ran, scowling from the side, ran a hand through his hair. “fuck you, man. we’re all horny here. at least share the fucking pussy.”

sanzu ignored him, curling his fingers deeper, faster, rindou doing the same.

ran had enough. he knelt between y/n’s legs, tongue flicking over her clit, adding another layer of sensation that had her gasping.

“fuck… slow down… ugh… m-mikey… want you too…” her grip tightened—one hand fisting ran’s hair, the other clutching sanzu’s wrist.

rindou’s hand wrapped around her throat, squeezing just enough to make her dizzy. his tongue dragged over her cheek, hot and possessive, while sanzu spit onto her chest, watching it glisten against her skin.

koko, who had been uninterested up until now, finally scoffed, shaking his head. “damn, y/n. didn’t know you were this much of a slut.”

he stood, grabbed the whiskey bottle, and took a slow swig, his sharp eyes lingering on the filthy sight before him. with a dark chuckle, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, exhaling a satisfied sigh—like he was merely indulging in a show put on for his amusement.

she barely heard him. the pleasure was too much, too consuming. her body tensed, and with one last sharp cry, she came, soaking the hands still working her open.

ran didn’t hesitate. he shoved sanzu, grabbing her thighs and pulling her to his mouth, licking up every drop of her release.

“ran, fuck…” she whined, tugging at his hair.

he groaned against her, the vibrations making her jolt. he gave her one last slow lick before pulling back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

“shit, this will always be the best pussy i’ve ever tasted.”

y/n grinned, pulling him close again, cupping his jaw before pressing her lips to his.

out of all the men in bonten, it was different with the haitani brothers. whether it was ran or rindou, their touch always felt possessive. they weren’t just fucking her. they were claiming her. and they didn’t do that with just anyone.

ran pulled back, smirking. “gonna take a break for a bit, y/n. need some good shit first.” he gestured toward the drugs. “i’ll fuck you later.”

y/n bit her lip, grinning. “i’ll be waiting for your cock deep inside me.”

y/n leaned back against rindou’s chest, hiding her face against his neck, breath still uneven. rindou didn’t react much—just took a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it up while letting her rest against him. the room was still thick with heat, the air buzzing with something filthy, something intoxicating.

“boss, you just gonna sit there and watch?” sanzu suddenly asked, his voice dripping with amusement. he turned his head toward mikey, who had been silent the entire time, observing from his seat. “wanna fuck her first?”

mikey exhaled slowly, picking up his cigarette from the ashtray. “make her a mess for me.”

sanzu’s grin was wicked. “you heard him, y/n. i’m gonna make a mess out of you. that means i’m gonna fuck this pretty little pussy until my cum is oozing out of your fucking cunt.”

y/n shot him a glare. “can’t you just fuck someone else downstairs? you always go hard on me.”

sanzu leaned in, his nose brushing against hers, his voice dropping. “but you like it when i’m rough, right?”

her lips curled into a smirk. “right.”

the next second, their mouths crashed together, the kiss deep, hungry, desperate. sanzu groaned into her mouth, gripping the back of her neck to pull her closer, tongues tangling in a fight for dominance.

rindou, still smoking behind her, didn’t even flinch. he didn’t care—just let her grind against him as he exhaled a slow cloud of smoke.

between kisses, sanzu muttered, “wanna feel your mouth, but i’m already too fucking hard to wait.”

with that, he unbuckled his belt, freeing his cock, and y/n wrapped her fingers around him, sliding his length along her soaked slit, teasing.

“bitch, you really like to tease, huh?” sanzu growled.

before she could respond, he thrust inside her without warning, pulling a sharp, loud moan from her throat.

“haru—!”

but before the sound could echo, rindou clamped a hand over her mouth, his lips brushing against her ear as he muttered lazily, “shhh… i’m trying to remember something, y/n. don’t be too loud.”

as if sanzu wasn’t already fucking her into oblivion, as if he wasn’t buried to the hilt inside her, stretching her open like he owned her.

“haru, god—right there, right there!” y/n gasped, nails digging into sanzu’s arms as he fucked into her, relentless and precise. sometimes, sanzu was considerate. sometimes.

rindou, who had been watching behind her, finally leaned in, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. “you can take another one, right?” his voice was low, taunting. “just like how you were when ran and i fucked you?”

her head lolled back against his shoulder, body already trembling. “gonna be too much, rin,” she mumbled, barely able to form the words.

rindou wasn’t having it. “i don’t care.”

before she could even process it, he was lifting her up slightly, adjusting her onto his lap. the sound of his belt unbuckling was the only warning she got before he spit into his palm, lazily coating his cock before pressing it against her.

“riiiiiin!!” her voice broke into a sob as he pushed inside, stretching her open with no real prep. she wasn’t ready for it, not after how deep sanzu had already been, but rindou wasn’t in the mood to wait.

he snapped his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt.

a tear slipped down her cheek. sanzu caught it before it could fall completely, gripping her jaw and pressing her cheeks together. “not so tough now, are we?”

her only response was to clench down around him, intentionally squeezing sanzu’s cock.

“fuck, y/n…” sanzu groaned, eyes rolling back for a second before he fucked into her harder.

rindou, ever so casual, took a long drag from his cigarette, lazily exhaling smoke into the air. when he finally finished, ran—who had been watching the whole time—wordlessly reached over, taking the cigarette from his brother like it was second nature.

rindou’s now free hands slid over y/n’s chest, groping her as he thrusted up into her. sanzu, on the verge of cumming, pulled out just in time, stroking himself over her skin.

“wanna paint you with my cum,” he muttered, and then, with a few jerks, he spilled over her tits, the warm mess dripping down her body as rindou continued fucking her.

“ew, man, fuck you. your cum got on my hand,” rindou complained, though he didn’t slow down in the slightest.

sanzu only chuckled, licking his lips as he admired the sight in front of him—y/n, covered in his cum, still getting wrecked on rindou’s cock.

he was already getting hard again, tempted to go another round, but before he could even open his mouth, ran stretched out from where he was sitting and drawled, “oi, it’s my turn.”

sanzu clicked his tongue but didn’t argue, adjusting his pants before plopping down on the couch beside rindou, who was still fucking into y/n like he had all the time in the world. sanzu grabbed himself a drink, smirking as he watched.

rindou’s fingers, still slick with sanzu’s release, smeared the mess onto y/n’s dress. “clean it up,” he murmured, bringing his fingers to her lips. obediently, she parted them, tongue gliding over his digits, licking up the filth.

ran watched with a smirk, his gaze dark. “rin, want her on all fours.”

without hesitation, rindou pulled out of y/n, leaving her empty and whimpering. a strong but measured push sent her toward ran, who caught her with ease.

rindou kneeled on the couch beside them, while ran—ever the gentleman, at least to her—helped y/n into position. with slow, teasing fingers, he unzipped her dress, grazing her bare skin before peeling the fabric off her trembling body. soft kisses trailed down her spine, sending shivers through her.

“mmm, ran…” y/n whimpered, her voice breathy.

he chuckled, the sound dark, as he unbuckled his belt and freed his cock. the teasing didn’t last long—ran lined himself up and rubbed his tip against her slick folds. behind her, rindou’s voice cut through the haze. “stick out your tongue.”

she obeyed instantly, lips parting, and rindou tapped his cock against her tongue, smearing precum along her lips.

ran, usually so composed, wasn’t gentle when he finally sank into her. his control shattered the moment her tight heat clenched around him, and he slammed into her with a force that had her crying out. he wasn’t sweet now. he was fucking her like a man starved, like she was something to ruin.

“fuck, you’re squeezing me so good,” he groaned, punctuating his words with sharp thrusts.

the rhythm of his movements rocked her forward, and rindou was quick to take advantage. fingers twisting in her hair, he yanked her head back just enough to keep her still. “keep your head still, y/n.”

then he shoved his cock past her lips.

rindou was rough, using her mouth like a toy, fucking her throat with no regard for how she choked and gagged around him. “wanna go all the way in,” he muttered, shoving deeper, groaning as she struggled to breathe. drool spilled from her lips, dripping down her chin in messy, glistening strings.

“look at you,” rindou taunted, his grip tightening in her hair. “so fucking messy and pathetic for us.”

y/n whimpered around him, and rindou groaned at the vibrations against her throat. ran’s hand snaked between her legs, fingers finding her clit, rubbing slow, teasing circles. the added pleasure had her legs shaking beneath him.

rindou, already on edge, cursed under his breath. “shit, y/n—gonna cum.”

with a few more thrusts, he spilled into her mouth, the warm, bitter taste coating her tongue. some dripped past her lips, but rindou wasn’t having that. with his thumb, he scooped up the mess, pressing it back against her lips.

“swallow it for me, baby.”

her lips wrapped around his thumb, sucking obediently as she swallowed every drop.

rindou’s expression softened slightly, fingers brushing over her cheek. when she instinctively leaned into his touch, he pressed a kiss to the top of her head before pulling away to fix himself.

but ran wasn’t done yet.

ran, the only one still fucking her, suddenly grabbed her arm, pulling her flush against his chest. his other hand slipped between her legs, fingers rubbing slow circles against her swollen clit. his arm caged around her neck, keeping her in place as he buried his face against her heated skin, groaning into the curve of her shoulder.

“fuck, y/n. you’re so wet, you feel how i’m sliding easily in you right now?” he murmured, his voice thick with pleasure. ran was drunk on her—on the way her body swallowed him up, on the way she clenched around him like she never wanted to let go. “you’re sucking me in so good. like your pussy doesn’t wanna let me go.”

y/n arched her back, head falling onto ran’s shoulder as her mind clouded with nothing but pleasure. he fucked her so good—better than anyone. he knew exactly how to make her fall apart, how to tease, how to make her melt. unlike sanzu, who only cared about chasing his own high, ran knew how to take his time. how to ruin her just right.

his thrusts grew rougher, more erratic, his pace faltering as he neared his end. y/n could feel it. she was close, too.

chasing her own release, she turned her head, lips brushing against his neck. her tongue darted out, licking, kissing, sucking at the sensitive skin, and ran groaned deep from his chest. neither of them cared that the others were still in the room, too lost in the moment, too caught up in the pleasure of it all.

y/n’s moans came louder, sharper, and ran cursed under his breath, snapping his hips harder, faster.

without warning, pleasure surged through her, and she came, her walls pulsing tight around ran’s cock. the sensation dragged him under with her, his grip on her waist tightening as he gritted out, “shit, y/n… wanna fill you up. fuck—ugh, fuck—”

his hips stuttered, cock twitching, before he finally spilled inside her, warmth flooding deep. he rocked into her a few more times, slower now, riding out the pleasure.

y/n gasped for breath, body slumping against ran as exhaustion settled over her. he carefully pulled out, hands steadying her as he helped her plop onto the couch, her body spent. she laid there, stomach flat against the cushions, trying to pull herself together.

ran tucked himself back into his pants, grabbing a cigarette from his pocket. he lit it, exhaling smoke as he sat beside her. she barely stirred, too exhausted to move. instead, she lazily turned her head, resting it on his lap. still naked. still messy.

sanzu, the crazy bastard he was, grinned. he crouched beside y/n, pulling out a small packet of powder and pouring it down the curve of her back. then, with no warning, he leaned in and licked it off.

no one reacted. they were used to sanzu’s antics by now. y/n barely flinched, too tired to care.

but sanzu wasn’t done. he grabbed his phone, angling it just right. the screen flashed.

he smirked down at the picture—y/n, naked, messy, cum still dripping from her thighs. with a few taps, he sent it to their group chat.

his next message tagged the three who left earlier.

sanzu: what y’all missed out on.

the replies were instant.

takeomi: man, should’ve stayed there. kakucho, this is your fault.

kakucho: 👍

mocchi: fuck??

sanzu laughed, tossing his phone aside. he plopped down on the floor, resting his head against y/n’s ass like she was nothing more than a pillow.

he sighed in content, then turned to koko. “aren’t you gonna try her?”

koko scoffed. “i’m good, man. don’t wanna stick my dick where all your dicks just went.”

sanzu only shrugged. “your loss. this is literally the best pussy i’ve ever had. heaven.”

the room settled into a lazy silence. some were high, some were drunk, and some were simply too tired to move.

then sanzu broke the quiet again. “boss, your turn now?”

mikey had been there the whole time, watching from the shadows, unreadable as always. he finally stood, eyes cold.

“dress her up,” he ordered. “we’re going home.”

sanzu smirked. “you guys heard the boss.”

y/n whined, face still buried in ran’s lap. “but mikey… i’m too tired.” her pout was audible. “this is the first time you guys all went at me together. that’s not fair.”

sanzu rolled his eyes, already tired of her bratty attitude. “who do you think you are, not following boss’ orders? get up.”

he grabbed her, yanking her away from ran. their faces were inches apart now.

“i should’ve fucked mikey instead of you,” she huffed, eyes narrowing.

sanzu’s grip tightened on her ass, pulling her closer. “don’t act like you weren’t moaning like a bitch in heat earlier for me.”

before y/n could snap back, mikey’s voice cut through the tension.

“enough.”

sanzu let go.

rindou, quieter than the rest, grabbed her dress, helping her slip it back on. his fingers brushed over her shoulders, lips pressing soft kisses against her skin. a rare moment of tenderness.

y/n sighed, a small smile tugging at her lips.

mikey didn’t say another word. he turned on his heel, walking out without a goodbye.

y/n barely managed to stand, legs shaking, but she pushed herself to the door. “bye, boys!”

no one answered.

she followed mikey outside, slipping into the passenger seat of his car.

oh, she was in for a long night.

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