#tokyorev sanzu x you

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𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 —

— : [ nsfw ] brat taming, gunplay, slapping, choking, name calling, spanking + overstimulation

— : wc : 625

sanzu loved when you caught an attitude. he knows your exes couldn’t handle your sass, going as far as to warn him about getting involved with you. he was always up for a challenge and god he absolutely loved your bratty attitude.

after all, he knew exactly how to put you in your place.

“i’m sorry” you gasp, gripping the sheets hard enough to rip but he doesn’t seem phased. he has the vibrator pressed right against your clit as he fucks into you. your legs and arms have long since given out and you’re still shaking from your previous orgasm.

he doesn’t let up, doesn’t stop thrusting harder and he won’t remove the vibrator no matter how loud you scream, voice hoarse for over use in the last hour. you know your safe word so you can’t be suffering that badly.

“you’re sorry baby?” he grins, slapping your ass, “that’s too bad”

you whimper, squeezing your eyes shut as you try to ignore the ringing in your ears and the stinging sensations of his palm meeting the hot and sensitive skin of your ass and thighs.

“should’ve thought about that before you started bitching, hm?” he chuckles, not really expecting a verbal response from you.

the glint of his gun catches his eye, the lamp turned downwards to cast a low light in your bedroom. he smirks and reaches for it. he knows it’s empty, he always makes sure to check before he takes it out his pockets for the day. he isn’t too worried about anyone trying anything, he does have a fully loaded pistol in the drawer just in case.

“sanzu?” you frown, eyebrows pinching together in confusion when he stops moving all together. you’re in no place to complain, he was nice enough not to gag you as punishment so you try and push your hips backwards.

he tosses the vibrator aside, pulling you up by your throat. his rings cut into your skin and you cry out in shock. it sends a full body shiver through you when he places the end of the gun right against your bottom lip.

“open up slut” he grunts, “you like having your mouth full right?”

your eyes roll to the back of your skull as he fucks into you again, grip on your waist hard enough to sting. it hurts so good and your mouth drops open for him to fuck his gun in and out your mouth.

“that’s it” he smirks, biting his lip when you clench your pussy on purpose. you really were a filthy fucking slut but he only had himself to blame. he tended to spoil you because he liked how good you could be for him.

“are you going to stop acting out?” he asks, voice an octave lower, “gonna stop being a brat?”

you nod, moaning louder as tears run down your pretty face. his cock twitches and throbs at the sight. he was a pervert, getting off whenever he saw your red rimmed eyes, glassy with unshed tears.

he cocks the gun slowly, watching your eyes widen in panic and your pussy spasms, squirting all over your thighs and the sheets.

“nasty whore” he scoffs, pushing your face down into the pillow, “stay fucking still”

you scream out, feeling so overstimulated and fucked raw. your throat hurts and your ass is still stinging. you try to move away, grabbing your pillow but he holds you down.

“i thought you don’t run from this dick baby” he chuckles darkly, “didn’t you say this was your dick?”

you nod your head, moaning wantonly, high and pretty the way he likes.

“good, then lay there and take it” he slaps your cheek, “i’m far from being done with you”

[garoujo]

✩ ˛˚ . INTERRUPTED ; — you find your alone time with multiple tokyo revengers characters being interrupted.

FEATURING: sano shinichiro, hanma shuji, haitani rindou, sano manjiro + sanzu haruchiyo.

warnings: f!reader, exhibitonism, bonten!timeline, shin owns his bike shop, phone calls / being walked in on, cock-warming, sort of possessive behaviour in sanzu’s, ch-oking. note: hewo :3 i am v happy w how these turned out i think so i hope u guys enjoy hehehe <3

✩ ˛˚ . SANO SHINICHIRO

shinichiro could never fucking say no to you, you just had to give him one of your pretty little looks from underneath your lashes and he was like fucking putty in your hands.

it’s like you knew exactly how to get to him, made just to tease and test his own self control and fuck—turns out he hasn’t got any at all, because now your usual little afternoon visit to see him at work has ended up with his hips pressing flush and tight against your own as he sinks his cock into the warm hug of your pussy.

it wasn’t normally something that bothered shinichiro, but when it’s only 2pm on a friday afternoon and he’s just heard the bell on the front door of his bike shop ring to alert him of another customer. he’s pretty sure they might find a problem with the fact he can’t deal with them because he’s balls deep in you in the back shop.

you feel the deep press of your boyfriends cock against the sweet spots inside of you when his next thrust stutters, followed by another languid withdrawal of his hips before he’s rolling them back into you at an even slower pace. but he swears he feels you squeeze even tighter when the sudden ring of the bell at the front desk rips you both from your blissful, hormone-drunken state.

“just a sec..” shinichiro calls as his fingers squeeze almost painfully at your hips and he’s pulling back to give you a lidded look from under the messy mop of black hair framing his flushed features. you shudder when you feel the cool metal of his chain leave your too hot skin but he still doesn’t pull himself away when your hands tighten in the fabric of his shirt. “f-fuck, angel, gotta let me go.. quit squeezin’ so tight.

“but shin, ‘m so close.” you babble through your pouty lips and even the fucking sound only seems to lure him closer as he offers you another stuttered thrust and he grits his teeth. another ring of the bell accompanied by another sinful squeeze of your walls around him and shit— he wished he’d just closed up for the day. god he is fucking whipped.

“mmm—fine, angel. shit— jus’ gotta make it quick, alright? make it up to ya later.”

✩ ˛˚ . HANMA SHUJI

your trip to hanma’s office had started somewhat innocent, it was always down to him when you ended up spread out on his desk atleast — not that you can be blamed when he’s so infuriatingly handsome, amber lidded gaze never once leaving yours as soon as you enter.

it’s the same look that he’s giving you now as you sit spread out for him across the paper work that he couldn’t give two shits about right now. he’s still dressed apart from his unbuttoned slacks — just enough to free the heavy strain of his cock but still a stark contrast to the way he’s stripped you of everything — offered you up to himself like a luxury meal he’s about to devour, and you almost shudder with how exposed you feel before you melt at his touch again.

“you miss my cock that much, babydoll?” hanma goads, smirks as one of his large palms, sin squeezes at the flesh of your thigh so he can push you wider. you can barely offer him words with the way your desire weighs heavy on your lungs, a weak little nod that only makes his grin twitch even wider as he wraps your thighs around his hips.

“such a helpless little thing, can’t cum without me doing all the work.” it was almost uncharacteristic for him to give into you so easily, he liked you begging — crying for him to finally fuck you but any suspicions soon melt when the fat head of his cock finds the entrance to your flexing pussy.

you gasp and hanma growls as he sinks carefully up inside you, punishment taking its usual place around your throat as he squeezes lightly at the sides — he always said it was your prettiest fuckin’ necklace afterall. his other hand on your hip pulls your hips closer to his as your back arches and his cock feels like it sinks into you forever. he was long and thick, curved upwards and warm and it glides so sweetly past the spots inside of you that make your whole body twitch against the wood, your pussy tightening harder around him the deeper he goes.

but just as you find yourself floating into a blissful state, almost consumed completely by him — you jolt when there’s a sudden, sharp knock on his office door and his fingers around your throat squeeze a little tighter before he chuckles.

your wide-eyed as you look at hanma but he doesn’t stop, he looks amused and there’s something dark, wild in the same familiar amber that looks over you when the next knock is accompanied by him forcing your walls to spread open wider for him. “s-shuji.” you try, a small plea for him to tell him he’s busy — to do something, anything.

but then you only feel him press into you deeper, looking at you from over the frames of his glasses before he’s urging your head to tilt back — palm pressing tight against the middle of your throat as he drags you along his cock with the other.

“came here to cum didn’t you? better tell ‘em.. or. else.”

✩ ˛˚ . HAITANI RINDOU

rindou is fucking late, he knows as he gives the watch underneath the expensive fabric of his suit a lazy, lidded look from underneath his lashes. it’s not that he was stuck in traffic or anything, hes at the venue for the executive meeting atleast — hes just far too fucking obsessed with the way you’re bouncing on his cock as he sits in the front seat of his fucking car to actually leave.

ran’s definitely going to kick his ass, he thinks before it’s replaced by the next particularly sharp connection of your hips — warm hug of your pussy reducing him to low grunts and growls as every thought in his head is consumed by only you instead.

“fuck sake, i gotta go princess. but shit, got the sweetest lil fuckin’ pussy.” rindou hisses through gritted teeth as he lets his head fall back against the headrest — his violet gaze heavy underneath his mused bangs as it focuses on the way your pretty tits jiggle everytime you sink back down onto his heavy cock. he’s gotta go, but why can’t he bring himself to fucking move.

“so close rin!” you whimper through pouty lips, your mind cloudy with how well hes fucking you and it does wonders at drowning out the way his phone is vibrating in the passenger seat — his hands preoccupied with dragging you along the length of him instead.

“yeah? lemme see how fuckin’ pretty you look when you cum ‘round my cock, gorgeous.” the ragged tone of rindou’s words feels like it drips through you as the muscles in his well trained body shake beneath you. his pace is unrelenting as he begins to meet each of your thrusts with heavier ones of his own, fingers squeezing tight into your hips so he can push his cock even deeper into you with every wet connection.

“you been thinkin’ ‘bout my cock, princess? already made me fuckin’ late, gotta make it up to me.” rindou groans and your walls reward the thick spread of his cock with another needy twitch. your pussy squelches, wet and messy as the sounds echo around the walls of the car and fuck— he wants to ruin you. but his next harsh thrust stutters when there’s a sudden knock against the drivers seat window that makes his head twist quickly, because despite the dark tint and the condensation from you both — he knows who it fucking is.

“oh little brother? hm, don’t make me drag you in here.”

✩ ˛˚ . SANO MANJIRO

you think it’s warm, comfortable when you’re curled up in mikey’s lap — a place that had become one of your favourite despite how many people feared him. but he was different with you, softer as his slender fingers trace up the length of your spine — making you shudder as his cock rests inside the intoxicating hug of your walls.

it was a nice sort of routine, like a little ritual than always seemed to keep him grounded and it was some of his favourite moments with you — sacred moments with you. you pull back to give him a pretty, drowsy sort of look and you almost melt completely when it earns you a relaxed sort of expression in return followed by a small smile. “manjiro.” you begin and he swears the use of his full name from between your lips makes him shudder as something warm licks at the base of his spine.

“hm?” it’s low the hum that mikey offers you but you only sigh contently before you’re urging yourself closer, letting yourself bask in his hold as his arm around you proceeds to tighten as his lips rest against your temple. “it feels good, you’re warm.” he drawls and the whispered affirmation makes your insides ache before the next squeeze of your walls is pulling a shuddered breath from the man beneath you.

but just as you get comfortable in the blissful atmosphere in the room, it’s interrupted suddenly by the harsh wrap of knuckles against his office door before a particularly scared looking gang member scurries in after. he opens his mouth to speak but the cold look your boyfriend gives him seems to make the words die in his throat before he cuts him off completely.

“i’m busy.” mikey’s tone is blunt, ragged and a stark contrast to the softer one that he seems to reserve only for you as his fingers continue their ministrations along your skin. but you find yourself tensing when his words aren’t followed by the sudden unwanted company leaving, something that your boyfriend picks up on when instead they proceed to try again as they stutter out something unintelligible.

“didn’t you hear me?” there’s authority in the sharpness of his tone this time and it leaves no room for argument — only an apology as the gang member bows before leaving, probably mentally preparing himself for the visit he’ll be receiving from sanzu later no doubt. but you find yourself relaxing into manjiro’s embrace again as soon as you’re both alone again, hearing him sigh before it’s followed by a sudden, deep kiss of his cock as he shifts beneath you.

“so annoying. i’m comfy.”

✩ ˛˚ . SANZU HARUCHIYO

“haru..” you gasp from where sanzu has you hips pressed tight against his desk — swiping his fingers softly through your folds as he drags the pad beneath the hood of your clit, rolling the sensitive bud until he can see the way your thighs twitch. it was insane, the way he’s toying with you — playing with your pretty cunt like you’ve got him fucking hypnotised.

“i know, angel. just real pretty.” he hums before he’s deliberately pressing down onto your puffy clit harder, eagerly, until you’re wet enough for him to push two fingers inside. he rewards you with a sweet little kiss against the puffy bud when he’s not met with much resistance, grinning at the even sweeter little whine it pulls from your pouty lips.

“such pretty sounds, perfect fucking pussy.” sanzu’s fingers are long, long and thick enough for you to hiss at the stretch but you feel something blissful flutter in your tummy with the soft affirmation from his scarred lips. it was intoxicating to see a man so dangerous turn to fucking putty when he was between your legs and gazing up at you from under long lashes.

his warm breath rolls over your slick folds as he pants, his crystalline eyes transfixed and shining on where his digits sink into you, until his head lowers and his tongue is curling against your clit before he’s dragging it back up — complimenting every twist of his wrist with kitten licks like you’re the sweetest thing hes ever fucking tasted. it was rare for you both to get some alone time, he was a busy man afterall being bonten’s number two and you forget just how fucking good he makes you feel — making your toes curl from where they rest over his shoulders so easily.

but just as you let yourself melt back onto the heavy wood behind you, fingers smoothing through the bubblegum roots of sanzu’s hair before you pull — you’re jolted from your blissful state by the sharp ring of his phone in his pants. you hear him click his tongue before he’s spitting out a curse, but he continues to sink his fingers into you as he struggles with the device, swiping at the screen as he swirls tantalising circles into your clit with his thumb.

“what the fuck is it?” he spits and fuck— you swear the sudden boom of his voice makes you even wetter as your walls squeeze tight around his fingers, making his scarred lips twitch into a wild grin as he hums. you can tell he’s barely listening to the caller, not important enough for his attention so you know it’s not mikey, but his attention remains on you despite the way he addresses them. “fuckin’ do something about it then, im busy.”

you’re so fucking wound up, moans muffled behind your lips despite the way sanzu’s so desperately trying to drag them out of you before he’s resting the phone face up on the desk beside you. you’d assume he was done, but you can still hear the faint voice on the other end and the hooded look he gives you is dark before he’s suddenly burying his face into you, drinking up everything you offer to him despite the way his sharp gaze cuts up into you as he grumbles out a warning.

“keep that pretty mouth quiet, angel. those sounds are for my ears only, wouldnt want to have to kill that sorry bastard for hearing what’s mine.”

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[buccini555]

𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 - 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧

≡ 𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚... They called you (their wife) several times but you didn't answer because your cell phone just ran out of battery, but this ended up worrying them

⌕ x r e a d e r !

★ 𝑭𝒕. Manjiro Sano, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Rindou Haitani and Kakucho Hitto

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

Manjiro called you frequently when he wasn't idle to make sure you were okay even though he was so far away from you, at that moment, he had been trying to call you for some time, when he realized that your cell phone was out of range, he began to become extremely worried.

"Honey? Answer, now, dammit!" He would say dialing your number countless times, with each missed call he became more distressed, pacing from one side to the other, all he could think was that something bad had happened to you, Manjiro began to tremble, as if his heart was being crushed, even so, he continued to call you insistently, leaving several messages and sending several messages.

"Babe? Where the fuck were you? Shit, I was worried about you." As soon as you managed to charge your phone's battery, you returned Manjiro's calls, who answered immediately.

"Sorry, my phone died." You said, noticing the distress in Manjiro's trembling voice and the anxiety in his intonation.

"Start paying more attention to your damn phone battery... I'm glad you're okay." He felt calmer knowing that his concern was unnecessary, so he soon ended up hanging up the phone call.

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨

Haruchiyo cares extremely about his wife's well-being, so whenever he's not around to keep her safe, Sanzu takes advantage of any free time to make a few calls to see if everything was okay or if you were really in need of something.

As usual, he called you, noticing the delay in a response, the taller started to get a little impatient and uncomfortable, realizing that this was an unusual situation, concern took over him.

"Shit, shit! Something happened... I'm sure it happened." Sanzu said in a loud thought as he sent you thousands of messages, still calling you instantly and realizing that your cell phone was out of range, his desperation only increased every minute as if he was about to have an anxiety or panick attack.

"Honey? Honey where were you? I was worried, did something happen?" As soon as you could answer, Haruchiyo didn't even allow you to explain yourself, already filling you with questions.

"I'm sorry, Haru, my cell phone ran out of battery." You spoke, relieving his anxiety at that moment.

"Holy shit, I thought you were kidnapped." Haruchiyo laughed nervously and reassured himself that you were okay.

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

No matter how busy and busy Rindou was, he always found a way to call you to see if you were okay even with his absence because he was far away, Rindou remained even more worried in case something happened to his wife.

"Hey love?" Rindou said, but before you could even respond, your cell phone's battery died, as soon as the call dropped without the older even hearing your voice, a huge worry took over your chest.

"Fuck!?" He sent you countless messages and tried to call you back countless times, however, he realized that your cell phone was out of range, probably turned off, this fact made him feel even more distressed by your sudden absence.

"Rin? Sorry, my phone died." When your cell phone called again, you could finally talk to Rindou, seeing so many missed calls, you couldn't even imagine how worried he was.

"It's okay, princess. The important thing is that you're okay." He breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he heard his voice, Rindou spent a few minutes questioning if you were really okay as he was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

When he had to be away from you for some reason, Kakucho was completely concerned about being away in case something happened to you or that you needed him by your side, even if he was busy to the bone, Kakucho always found a way to get away from you a time to at least give you a call to make sure his wife was safe and well.

"Love?" He questioned himself as to why his cell phone was turned off and out of range, as unusual as it was for you not to answer his calls, at first, Kakucho tried to simply remain calm, but with each missed call his concern only increased, making him call you countless times and send countless messages, Kakucho began to think about what bad could have happened to you, making his heart beat increasingly faster due to anxiety.

"I'm sorry! My phone was out of battery, Kaku." When I finally managed to talk to him, he noticed how desperate he was, Kakucho honestly worried a lot, but all of this was a reflection of his love for you.

"Are you okay? I'm sorry for calling you so many times, I'm worried, I love you." Kakucho replied, still frantic but with his heart relieved to know that nothing bad had happened to you as he had compulsively imagined.

[cheesus-doodles]

Is it just an incredibly expensive party dress she is trying out or is it really for something else? Bonten Mikey seems to know at least :) Find out in Chapter 3 of Going Home (my Time Leaper darling AU)!

Another amazingly stunning piece by @purarupu ! Thank you again for the incredible work, blows my mind everytime I see it :D Been a while since this was done but just found the opportunity to post this given I commissioned this with Going Home in mind.

[mochiswifey]

MOCHI SPOT THE DIFFERENCE

[avasmain69]

𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐋𝐀𝐏 𝐇𝐂𝐒

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇᴅ: ᴍɪᴋᴇʏ, ʙᴀᴊɪ, ᴛᴀᴋᴇᴍɪᴄʜɪ, ʜᴀɴᴍᴀ

SUMMARY: Just would they like having you on their lap, how they react when you sit on their lap, etc.

MANJIRO SANO

Mikey would absolutely be the type to have you sat up all pretty on his lap during a Toman meeting.

I also feel like he would do it in a possessive way, like to show everyone who you belong to.

He will randomly pull you down to sit on him and it doesn’t matter where you guys are at, he doesn’t care.

Draken will definitely sit there and roll his eyes at Mikey’s behavior and wonder how tf you put up with him.

Omg Mikey would definitely love for you to sit on him and feed him and pretty much baby him.

Anyway 10/10 would let you sit on his lap!

BAJI KEISUKE

The first time that you just plopped yourself into his lap, he thought he was going to have a heart attack.

Like his face was beet red and he had no idea where to put his hands!

He eventually settles his grip around your waist though to pull you closer into him.

The more your relationship progresses, the more he would get used to you always being on his lap.

Later on he would start initiating it by shyly asking if you would wanna sit on him instead of in a different chair.

9/10, he wouldn’t shove you away but he also wouldn’t know how to act at first.

TAKEMICHI HANAGAKI

Oh god, Takemichi would freak out the first time you sat on his lap and wrapped your arms lovingly around his neck.

Physically I see him not having much more than a blush and that one weird face he makes in awkward situations.

However, mentally, he is screaming.

He’s not fully used to being this close to you, although he definitely wouldn’t hate it.

I feel like him being able to wrap his arms around your waist and placing his head in the crook of your neck would bring him a sense of comfort.

He would see it as a way of knowing that you’re still with him and you’re not going to leave anytime soon.

7/10 once he calms down a bit.

HANMA SHUJI

We all know this mfk would have nothing less than his pretty baby sat up on his lap like some kind of trophy.

He’s definitely possessive and anytime he thinks you’re not giving him enough of your attention or giving too much to someone else, he’ll just pull you down onto his lap for some cuddle time.

I personally see him as a very physically affectionate lover, his hands would be all over you.

When he’s trying to pay attention during a meeting or when he’s talking to Kisaki he’d most likely settle his hands around your waist, that way he wouldn’t get too distracted by your presence.

He would probably be the first one to initiate it tbh.

9/10 he can get kinda handsy when you’re on him.

[nymphaliia]

𐙚 TOKYO REVENGERS SMUT

୨୧ sanzu x police officer!reader

— you need to arrest sanzu, but you're alone and he thinks you'd be so much prettier beneath him, so he takes it upon himself to remind you of your place.

cw : noncon, gun play (not really), threats, public sex, blowjob, cum swallow, humiliation, slight spitting

my masterlist : ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

your job was tough. you knew that when you signed up so you didn't have any right to complain. but there were nights like this which were radically harder than others.

you were patrolling on your assigned neighborhood on your own. it wouldn't be effective to have you there without any help, but your police station was running short of workforce so it left you with no choice.

and you regretted deeply to have come here tonight when your boss had suggested you join another group in a less secluded area. but, you wanted to assure the safety of the inhabitants, as you've been warned repeatedly of the growing activity of various gangs here.

regardless, when you think about it, it was careless and stupid of you to think you could've managed any issues alone if one had to happen.

this overconfident thought process of yours is what led you to your current situation, a gun pointed at your head. your gun.

"what's wrong, weren't you about to arrest me?", you tried to think cleverly, hands raised in a surrender motion in hopes he wouldn't shoot just for fun.

"listen, I'm only doing my job. you need to surrender yourself to the police, my colleagues have been notified, they'll be there soon. it's in your interest to stop protesting" the man seemed insanely high, pupils dilated all the way and an eccentric speech you often found with drug addicts.

you had to gain time and act extra careful with him. the way he handled your gun showed you he wasn't a novice and knew what he was doing. shooting you would have been the least exciting highlight of his day.

"you talk a lot for a little bitch like you. your mouth doesn't need all those big words" you watched as he glared at you, getting annoyed at your 'bratty' act and thinking of a way to entertain himself.

"you're quite reckless even though I'm holding you at gunpoint" he stated lazily. you eyed him carefully, choosing not to say anything for fear of upsetting him further.

"do you value your life ? because I'm thinking of a few ways you could try and save your life" he laughed lightly, a playful expression finally making his way to his face.

you gulped as you watched him start to caress his member through his pants and you noticed with dread that the man was hard. a little wet spot had appeared and you could only pray he wouldn't make you do what you thought he would.

but of course, he was the one in charge. you had been dumb enough to let this drug addict stole it from you and now you were paying the price. you judged your options, not knowing what he would do to you and how far he was able to take it. you prepared yourself for any demand.

"get on your knees and show me how much you want to live. or would you like to test how long it'll take for your other friends to get there?", he agitated the gun in front of your head, clearly indicating what was about to become of you if you tried to play it smart.

you could resist, but he seemed way too determined at making you obey. you knew he'd force you physically if you didn't follow his words.

you shuddered at the thought of your coworkers stumbling upon you, watching with disgust and horror their sweetest colleague in such a shameful position.

so you went along, swallowing your pride and slowly sinking to your knees. you felt humiliated and wronged, knowing you'll get no mercy from the man in front of you. you were either gonna suck him off or die on the spot. your choice was done.

you grew more anxious as you watched him unzip his pants, taking his hard dick out and presenting it to you. the tip fell on your lips and you had a recoil, lucidity preventing you from remaining emotionless.

"come on princess, work for your life", he was mocking you and you had no choice but to stay silent, slowly parting your lips when he forced his dick inside.

watching you glaring up at him with a face cutely deformed by his length made him laugh at you, condescending eyes looking down at you.

"aah yes, you're definitely prettier when you shut the fuck up. acting all big and mighty just doesn't suit an airhead like you baby"

you wanted to cuss him out, regretting how stupid you had been for complying to his words in exchange for your life. at least you would've died properly during your shift like any proper cop.

but here you were, on your knees for the criminal you were supposed to arrest. you were such a failure, if your police station learned about that, you could bet your life was over for real this time.

"you better hurry up and make me cum, wouldn't want them to find out their colleague is just a dumb slut who opens her mouth wide for any criminal to cum into, right?" he presses the gun deeper into your forehead, eyes questioning if you have any fighting spirit left in you with a raised brow. he smirks when he finally feels you start to move, your movements are clumsy but it draws a few loud moans from him, obviously not caring at all about the possible passers-by.

"fuck, getting your dick sucked by a cute little cop is the best. you're doing great baby, taking it like a champ'", he mocks, tangling his hand in your head and watching you gag as he pushes you deeper and deeper on his cock. your choke are stimulating him and he finds no sympathy in himself to give you a moment to breathe.

you turn light-headed, slapping his thighs in an attempt to ask him for oxygen and he just laughs.

"poor princess, do you need someth- aah almost there, that's right keep sucking me like that" he swiftly puts your gun in his back pocket to allow him to use your head easier. that's how harmless you seem to him, he doesn't even need a gun to make you submit and it hurts your pride even more.

he now grabs two handful of your hair, scalp burning in his hands, before he slides you along his shaft quicker.

he throws his head back, enjoying the unholy sounds you make along with the sweet pleasure your abused throat offers him.

you find little relief in knowing you're alone there. at least your reputation won't be too dirtied... but of course, it wouldn't be funny if that's how things went?

"y/n ?! where are you, we've received your localisation" you freeze. you recognise that voice as your colleague, a nice guy with whom you spend most of your shift with. expect for tonight.

you look up at the man above you, fearing the glint of malice in his eyes.

"they came to look for you, how sweet. do you want me to call them over to tell them you're alright baby?" he roughly removes you from his dick, allowing you to pant for air. you would've crumbled at his feet if not for the way his hand was solidly attached to your hair. it hurt and you were scared to be discovered.

you hurriedly pleaded him with multiple shakes of your head, eyes wide and looking up at him with dread.

sanzu felt like he had won, smiling satisfyingly upon witnessing how undone you looked. just a bit of manhandling, threats and having your mouth fucked was enough to turn you into a submissive cum slut? what a treat.

he was glad he decided to go pay a visit to one of his client tonight.

"damn, her car is here but she's nowhere to be found. hope she's alright, there's a lot of gang stuff going on in this place" you listen as the voices come and go, internally praying for them to leave as soon as possible and search for you somewhere else.

you were too lost in your fear that you let out a loud chocking sound when he shoved his dick again in your warm mouth, growing tired of listening to the shouting of your name. and he stayed there again, unmoving, wearing your mouth like a socket.

you tried to throw a look behind you. you could hear them but couldn't see anything as he had your back turned on the road. even though you were hidden in a dark alley, you knew sanzu could see them clearly and you could only hate the way his smile widened at your distress.

"hey be careful, you don't want them to find you if your being too loud, do you?" and with that he started pounding into your head again.

he enjoyed the way your face looked a mess, with saliva dripping down your chin and chest, knees bruised at how long you've been on the ground and how your mascara was dirtying your cheeks. it felt so good to corrupt a cute little cop like you.

he felt your throat tightening upon hearing footsteps getting closer. he knew you were scared but it only pushed him to wreck you even more.

"oh- yes that's the spot. if you keep doing that I might just nut on the spot, are you sure you're doing the right job? might as well just become a whore..."

and he finally felt it, happy to do it in your pretty mouth.

he gripped your hair tighter, coming in your mouth with low grunts. you chocked around him, helping him finish quicker. you felt the warm liquid spurting inside and you had no choice but to swallow as he wouldn't let you go until he was sure you had tasted him fully.

"fuck, that felt so good princess. I love coming into an obedient slut's mouth, always the best" he patted the top of your hair dreamily, his lips stretched into a content smile while he kept his dick inside your mouth, waiting for the high to dissolve a little.

when he finally released you, he let his dick go in a pop, letting it rest on top of your panting head, the saliva and rest of cum coating his shaft fell on your head in drops but you were too exhausted and defeated to do anything.

sanzu felt satisfied with how things turned out today and chose to leave without any regrets. he promised himself he would pay you a little visit too when he felt like it and he jokingly kissed your cheek, thanking you for your hard work.

he cleaned his member by smearing it on your face before putting it back in his pants. he threw your gun back right in front of you "I think that's yours, you can keep it baby" and with a final spit on your face, which you received with no resistance, he finally left, unapologetic and a ting of mockery in his tone "I'm sure you'll be able to keep that secret between the two of us, right princess?"

what an asshole.

you took a moment to gather yourself, messily clearing your face up with your shirt, trying your best to look presentable.

you felt ashamed of yourself for having helped this asshole to cum. you spat all you could to try and get rid of the foul taste but to no avail.

you were at least glad he wasn't here to witness your little reunion with the people you worked with for years. you know he would've laughed at you.

you dusted your knees as you stood up, stumbling on your feet which had grown weak during the past minutes. you tried to think of a good excuse to justify your lack of response and finally made yourself known to your coworkers.

"y/n, here you are! we thought something bad happened to you- wait are you okay, you look really... tired?"

[animexts]

prompt #81 for sanzu pleaseee thank you and have a good day!!

Prompt 81: "What you want?" "I want you!"

Pairing: Sanzu X Reader

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Y/n loved Sanzu, she just loved him, but... she was so tired of knowing that she would never be his number one, that place was already occupied by Manjiro Sano, so, the smartest thing to do, in her opinion , was to move away.

But now see this.

Sanzu loves Y/n more than anything in his life, he loves the way she looks at him, he loves the way she smiles, and he loves that she always asks if he's okay, if he's had food and water, he loves the way she defends him when the damn Haitani brothers offend him, he's just wrapping it around his finger, so when she walked away from him, he did the smartest thing to do, in his opinion of course, desperately hit the door of your house, until it opens.

"Come on honey, is someone threatening you or something? Please talk to me!" Sanzu says with her forehead on the door.

Y/n opens the door tired of the screaming Sanzu is doing.

"Stop yelling Sanzu, I already told you this is better for both of us." Y/n says looking at Sanzu's red face.

"Best for both of us? How can this be good for me?" Sanzu says desperately.

"I don't know Sanzu, look I'm tired of being your number two, I know I'll never be more important to you than him, fucking Sanzu What you want?"

"I want you! I wanted you yesterday, today and I will for the rest of my life, and you're right, you could never take his place, because you are more than him, my heart, body and soul is yours, and I swear that soon it will be just you and me."

"Sanzu..."

"Please, I just need some time to get out of this, please don't leave me." He says dropping to his knees and grabbing Y/n's legs.

Sanzu had never in his life had the chance to experience true love, affection and peace, so how could he let it slip through his fingers now that he had found it?

"Get up love" Y/n says massaging his hair, making Sanzu cry even more.

"You are my number one, you love, only you." Sanzu says with her eyes closed.

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[bontensruby]

me: oh, he's kinda cute.

normal people: HE'S A MURDERER!

me: but he kinda cute..

('s okay, druggie. I still love yah. 🥰)

[nejiverse]

CAN I WEAR THIS DRESS?

Inupi, Sanzu, Ran, Rindou, Mitsuya

In which you ask these tokyo revengers boys if you can wear this revealing dress to a party. Fem! Reader

masterlist :)

A/N: i know some of ya’ll gon say “this dress isn’t that revealing 🤓”. Well I have immigrant parents so 🤷‍♀️

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them reacting to you texting —: “come put it deep in my stomach”

— : [NSFW] : name calling, rough sex,spanking,squirting, fingering, creampie, pussy slapping, overstimulation+ very unrealistic cervix fucking

|| eren, jean, sanzu, ran, suna&iwaizumi

EREN — •

he was one hand wrapped around your throat while the other hand is firmly gripping your hip. it’s bordering on painful but you can’t even think straight let alone speak.

“what, suddenly you can’t speak baby?”

he chuckles darkly, fucking you harder into the mattress. you’re moaning just the way he likes it and it’s only been 2 rounds, he was determined to teach you a lesson about trying to rile him up.

you were always doing something to get under his skin so he’d gladly give you exactly what you were asking for. he slapped your ass hard before pushing your face into your pillows. you feel the head of his dick brushing against your cervix with each hard thrust.

“be a good fucking slut and take this dick”

JEAN — •

he’s not surprised when he sees your name pop up on his screen. he’s already preparing to come see you right after work but when he reads what you’ve said, he bites back a groan.

he’s not too happy with having to drive 20 minutes to your place with his dick straining in his work slacks. he doesn’t even bother taking it off, unbuckling his belt so he’s able to grab his dick out.

“on your knees baby, please”

he’s just so horny and he needs to be inside you. there’s not much else going on in his head after that text. he’s determined to fuck you until you’re crying. he’s got all night.

SANZU — •

“i can’t hear you slut, what was that?

“too much” you cry out, legs shaking from your previous orgasm

“yeah” he scoffs, “you were all talk but you can’t even take my fucking fingers”

“how can you handle my dick hm?”

he doesn’t like when you tease him. it’s hard to get anything done and mikey gets on his ass when he’s not focused so when he has to finish another hour before he can see you, he’s pissed and he plans to take it out on your body the entire night.

he slaps your pussy when you try to close your legs.

“open wide baby, take this dick like you asked for it”

RAN — •

he forces you to bounce on his cock. he has a tight grip on your hips and his other hand is between your legs, circling your clit.

it’s almost too much and he’s so deep that you feel him in your throat but ran doesn’t care. he loves to see you struggle to take all of him.

but you’re a big girl and you can handle it.

“too much baby?”

when you nod he simply chuckles, biting his lip to stifle a groan.

“that’s okay because my girl can take it”

SUNA — •

“rin!” you scream, squirting all over his abs but he doesn’t mind. in fact, it just makes him harder, dick moving impossibly faster inside you. it feels so good and he just can’t stop even if he tries to.

he knows you can handle it. you would’ve told him if it was too much but you were the one who asked for this and he was more than happy to oblige, ever the doting boyfriend.

“shit baby, stop squeezing so fucking hard”

he won’t stop until you’re making a mess all over him again. he loves to see you fall apart for him.

IWAIZUMI — •

he’s not stopping until you pass out. he’s got a lot of pent up energy even after a long day. he’s a physical trainer for a reason so he’ll work you out as long as he wants to.

he’s also willing to fuck you both into overstimulation, filling you so much that it starts to leak out even with him still deep inside you.

he loves the feeling of his cum dripping out of you and it’s really your own fault. you can’t just text him dirty things without expecting consequences.

he’s definitely deep in your stomach and you’ll feel him for days.

“such a good girl” he moans, never one to shy away from letting you know just how good your pussy feels.

[garoujo]

WHAT’RE YOU DOING STEP BRO? — TOKYO REVENGERS

feat : sano manjiro, ryuguji ken, hanma shuji, haitani rindou + ran, sanzu haruchiyo.

♱ warnings — stepcest, pseudocest, f!reader, a little manipulation, creampies, exhibitonism, fingering, haitani threesome, possessiveness, teasing, they all refer to you as their little sister / call themselves your big brother but there’s no blood relation, hanma is a lil mean, very minor use of nii-chan, dry humping.

♱ note — jjk version. i forgot how much i love this, truly. :(

・✶ ｡ﾟSANO MANJIRO / MIKEY

you were all he had, his pretty little sister who he treated so softly, sometimes you forgot that you weren’t blood related. but it was you who knew mikey best, who knew his tells and what made him twitch and sigh, you only wanted to be as good to him as he was to you — so when you offer to make him feel better, let him bury his face between your thighs, it would be mean of you to deny him.

“m-mikey, but—what if someone’s sees.” you whisper softly, a whimpery, small sound that has mikey humming as he circles your puffy clit with two fingers while he presses kisses along your cheeks. “‘ts fine, then they’d know who you belong to.” it’s filthy, the effect that the low drawl of his tone has on your body, melting into your step brothers chest like it was the most natural thing in the world and maybe it would’ve been if it didn’t make it easier for him to sink two of his fingers into your pussy.

mikey’s eyes are heavy lidded when he looks at you, face carefully blank but he can’t deny the warmth that pools in his stomach, his desire for his pretty little sister so evident in the way his hard cock is straining, leaking and throbbing from where it’s pressed against his abdomen as you hump and fuck yourself against his palm, smearing your slick along the shaft with every intoxicating roll of your hips. “f-feels too good.” you sound through a pout and your thighs threaten to close at the first too deep touch of his fingers against your swollen spots, making mikey click his tongue before he’s hooking your thigh around his waist to keep your spread open.

“thought you liked when i touched you. ‘m the only one who can do it right. you’re not supposed to lie to your brother, remember?” his voice is deeper now, his words accompanied by his fingers curling deep inside your gummy walls — twisting his wrist as he lets you fuck yourself on them, grazing the heel of his hand against your clit with every wet squelch of your pussy “n-no, wouldn’t lie to you. i like it, p-promise.” you gasp, moaning so pretty when you feel mikey’s free hand rest against your cheek before he’s tilting your head back, exposing your neck for him to suck marks into your skin, how else would people know you’re his little sister? he needs to mark you, show the world you’re his as he rolls his tongue over the skin after, just as your pussy squeezes around his fingers. “then tell your big brother how much you love him when you cum.”

・✶ ｡ﾟRYUGUJI KEN / DRAKEN

draken really tried so hard to resist you, his pretty little step sister who was always so sweet to him despite how intimidating he looked at first. but you were so soft, such a stark contrast to his sharp edges and rough exterior but fuck—when he first got a taste of just how fucking sweet your cunt felt wrapped around his thick cock, he knew he was fucked.

“fuck, princess. di’nt wanna do this, why’d you have to be so fuckin’ cute.” draken knows it’s wrong, his mind screaming at him to just get up and leave before he’s too far gone and the words seem like they grow louder with every inch of his cock he sinks into your throbbing cunt. it’s disgusting, he’d tell himself when he caught himself staring at the swell of your ass or the bounce of your tits when you came to the shop, but even then he couldn’t bring himself to pull away, it’s not like you were his real sister and as soon as he even tries to fight the hazy frame of mind, your pussy squeezes around him and he knows hes fucked. fuck—he swore he’d protect you against people like him, but now you’re grabbing and whimpering for him and he feels like the one who’s in danger.

your lashes brush your cheeks when you give him a look that makes his cock twitch, a dreamy sort of blink that lingers when your lips part to moan and fuck—he already wants to hear it again. “goddamn, princess. pussy’s so fuckin’ tight, relax.” draken grunts before he’s pulling his hips back, thighs twitching from where he’s got you pressed against the back wall in the garage and this would fucking ruin him if he got caught. but you’re his little sister and you’re so fucking sweet and pretty and you’re all he has, all he needs when he fucks into you — your big strong brother who’s losing himself in the eager spread of your pussy when it’s wrapped around his thick cock.

you feel draken hum when he kisses you, rutting his hips into you deeper, harder as he tries to silence the sounds he’s fucking out of you as you fall into a blissful headspace that has him pushing his name between your lips. “y’re so fuckin’ pretty, fuck—you wanted this, didn’t you? only had to ask, baby. can’t tell nobody how good—shiit, your big brother is to you, alright?” his voice feels like it drips through you as his heavy balls meet your skin with every sharp, wet smack of his hips, driving into your pussy with the strength in his well built body until you’re a mess of spit and sweat against him. “never gonna be able to s-stop now, princess. feels too fuckin’ good.”

・✶ ｡ﾟHANMA SHUJI

you had such high hopes when you’d first been introduced to shuji, seeing his expensive suit and daunting presence had you curious about the man. but he was so fucking mean, such a tease and he loved the reactions he was able to pull out of you, letting his hands pull and grope at your body whenever you’re both left alone and you hate the way you love it.

“oh? you’re so fucking filthy, doll.” god—you both fucking were, hanma thinks to himself as he bounces you, his pretty little step sister on his cock even though his mind is screaming about how wrong it is, he’d be branded a sick fuck if anyone found out but that realisation just makes it even more thrilling and you were fucking intoxicating. the way you’re blinking down at him with that glassy, doe-eyed look he loves so much, you were basically begging for him to fuck you dumb and he knows you’re just so eager to please him, to act out the part of the perfect little sister just so he’ll be kind to you.

“we must both be fuckin’ sick in the head. just wanna bounce on your big brothers cock all night, yeah? gonna fuckin’ ruin you for anyone else, baby.” your step brother asks with another lewd, wet connection of your hips and it’s so fucking sexy the way you moan for him, pinning your chest against his as he pinches at your ass and grinds his cock into your walls. hanma loves toying with you, especially when you’re so responsive when he’s catching your sensitive nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pulling, hearing you yelp and moan and cry about how nii-chan is so mean, and the nickname he’d fucked into your pretty little head still makes him throb before he’s sending you a smirk that looks just as unhinged as it does handsome.

“you let anyone else touch this pussy, ‘ll knock their teeth out — but you like that, don’t you? like when your big brother protects you.” hanma goads and the amber in his eyes looks dangerous when they’re narrowed up at you, but that look makes something warm burst along your thighs when he grazes his cock along your sweet spots, his pace and pressure unrelenting, and the way he’s fucking you makes your mind feel like it’s numb. “y-yes, love it shuji. don’t want anyone but you, ah!” god he feels so fucking greedy when he deliberately slows his pace, making you whine in that little pathetic, whispery tone that has him groaning — moving his fingers to pinch and swirl around your clit just so he can hear you say his name again. “‘m the one you need protecting from, doll. fuck—don’t hold back on me, or else.”

・✶ ｡ﾟHAITANI RINDOU / HAITANI RAN

you loved your step brothers truly, they both spoiled you and doted over you. so you didn’t question when they invited you over to your childhood home for a weekend, promising your parents that they’ll take good care of you while they enjoy dinner together, until they’ve got you pressed between them in the same bed you grew up in — but now they’ve got you all to themselves.

“you’re sensitive.” ran drawls from where he’s kneeling between your spread thighs, and it’s almost embarrassing the way he’s looking down at your glistening folds with a tilt of his head, keeping you spread lewdly as his thumb rolls your clit in sticky circles. “aren’t you? so pathetic.” he goads again before his lilac eyes are meeting yours with a heat that feels like it burns you, and you’d turn to hide your face if rindou didn’t have you held tight against his chest, his fingers clasped around your jaw to make you watch, listening to the sounds your step brother’s pulling from you. “already so wet for your brothers, princess. such a dirty girl.” you hear the younger of the two rasp at your side as he draws back onto his knees, pulling down his sweats with ease to reveal the thick shaft of his cock.

your thighs twitch when your attention is drawn back to your brother between your legs, feeling him spit on your clit before he’s suckling on the sensitive bud lightly and pulling away to line up his cock with a dangerous grin. “you’re a twisted little thing, aren’t you, sweet girl?” ran asks before he’s pushing the blunt tip into the tight pull of your walls and sinking into you, and the stretch of his cock makes you whine before you feel rindou’s fingers graze your cheek to turn you towards him, grunting when you let your tongue lick along the slit of his cock. “you gonna take care of your big brothers, doll? we’re always so good to you. you owe us, right?” he asks again before he’s pushing his cock past your lips, groaning when he feels you choke, the tight tunnel of your throat squeezing around him as it’s paired with a slow roll of ran’s hips.

“fuck—just like that, princess.” rindou grunts before he’s beginning a pace that makes you feel dizzy, the heavy weight of his cock pushing up against your airways with every thrust and you feel mindless when ran pinches at your clit at the same time, following it with teasing but deep thrusts that have your thighs squeezing around his hips while you choke on his brothers cock. your eyes roll back at the overwhelming bliss you feel spin in your mind before rindou pulls back to let you breathe, cupping his balls as he gives his cock a few rough strokes and taps it against your tongue when it rolls past your lips. “our little sister is a real fuckin’ treat.”

・✶ ｡ﾟSANZU HARUCHIYO

he was so fucking sick of people calling him a sister-fucker, teasing him about how much he spoiled and melted for you just with a bat of your eyelashes. sanzu would admit that he loves you, more than a regular step brother should, more than anyone else ever could — you may not be his blood, but you’re his and how can they even call him a sister fucker when he’s not fucked you … yet.

“they didn’t say anything to you, did they, angel?” sanzu asks you, his breath rolling over your cheek from where he’s so delicately placed you in his lap and pulled your face close to his. he should’ve known better than to leave you alone with the haitani’s, nobody should even look at you. nobody but him, you were his. he knew you loved him too— he could tell with how sweet you were to him despite his more impulsive tendencies, so he decides that he’s going to finally have you when you gasp at the sudden brush of his lips along your skin. your eyes are wide at the sudden feeling of your step brothers mouth against your own, his ringed fingers pressing against the back of your neck to keep you in place as he pulls you into his softly — greedily taking anything you offer him.

“haru—what..” you mumble against his lips, fingers twitching in the expensive fabric of his dress shirt before they relax again and sanzu feels his cock twitch when you give in to him, parting your lips for the sudden push of his tongue as it slides messy along your own and he groans, he was the best at taking care of you after all and you don’t want to disappoint. it’s lewd the way he sucks at your tongue, letting his fingers trail along your skin to cup your jaw and pull your hips against his. “your big brother ‘s gonna take care of you, angel. you wanna make me feel good, don’t you? when ‘m always so good to you.” after all your brother was so sweet to you, feeling him only pull away to place a few open mouthed kisses along your jawline and neck.

“hope they didn’t toy with you, princess. i’ll kill them, you’re mine, little sister’s so sweet for only me.” sanzu grunts and you can feel the weight of his cock twitch against your thigh, throbbing behind his slacks when you slur out his name and grab at his hair, making him coo before he’s rocking his cock gently against your clothed heat. “y-yes, only for you, haru.” you gasp and he feels like he might pass out at how well you listen to him, so fucking pliant and he feels suddenly too warm under his clothes when you push down onto his cock again. you feel so good and he feels like animal when he ruts into you, breathing hard as he bites and kisses along your skin. “fuck, atta girl, angel. only your big brother can make you feel good.”

© 2022 garoujo. please do not copy any of my layouts or writing and translate or repost onto any other sites.

[buccini555]

𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬

★ They ended up seeing the marks on your wrists after you ended up hurting yourself after a serious argument between you

★ H e a d c a n o n s !

★ 𝑭𝒕. Manjiro Sano, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Kakucho Hitto, Kokonoi Hajime, Rindou Haitani, Ran Haitani, Takeomi Akashi and Kanji Mochizuki

tw: sh mention

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

"Mm? What was that?" Looking at you carefully, Manjiro looks down at your wrists, he had never even noticed those marks before, as soon as he noticed them, he already knew what they were.

"W-what?" You questioned, lowering the sleeves of your blouse at that same moment, already knowing that Manjiro had just discovered that you were injured.

"...Are those cuts? Did you cut yourself?" Gently taking his hand to your face, making the sleeve of your clothes go down again due to the lightness of the fabric, Manjiro questioned what those marks were.

Nodding your head in affirmation, you gave your answer, making Manjiro stare at you in complete silence for a few brief seconds that felt like an eternity.

"M-mikey...? I'm so sorry." The boy looked away, seeming to get lost in his own thoughts for a moment.

Approaching again, he subtly held your arm, looking over each of those marks. "...It was my fault, wasn't it? Did I make you do it?"

"No! I-it wasn't your fault, I-I..." Immediately, you tried to explain yourself to Manjiro who just shook his head in denial.

"Promise me, swear to me, that you will never hurt yourself again." Holding your hand again, he spoke in a serious tone, Manjiro was shaking and apprehensive, still feeling responsible for having made you do such an act against him.

"... I promise." Hugging the same, you made your promise.

"I don't want to lose the only person I have..." Returning your display of affection, Manjiro hugged you carefully.

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨

"Princess... You don't need to hide it from me anymore, I've already seen it." Without you waiting, Haruchiyo spoke as he sat down next to you and held your arm gently, you could see exactly the pain in his eyes as he stared at your arm knowing that he had been injured.

"I'm so sorry..." Holding back the tears in your eyes, you just apologized to the taller one.

"You're not to blame, you're not to blame for this! It was me who caused this..." He tried not to blame himself, but the weight of seeing you suffer made it really affect him with a great guilt for not having simply avoided that discussion.

"It's not your fault, Haru." You wanted to calm him down, but as much as you could, he didn't seem to accept that.

At that moment, Sanzu stared at you in silence, even though he didn't show his feelings with such felicity, he had his moments that he considered a "weakness".

"... I know how you felt because of me, that fight, Damn! I... I never wanted to be an asshole to you, I'm sorry." Trying to control the tears that wanted to be released, Sanzu said almost like an outburst.

"Don't blame yourself, please Haru..." Still trying to comfort Haruchiyo, you made your speech.

"I don't want to see you cutting yourself anymore, okay? Don't ever do that again." Breaking the silence, he said looking away.

"R-right..." You promised indirectly, making him feel better.

"Hey?" Haruchiyo approached you and gave you a kiss, trying not to dwell on the subject too much.

𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

"Who did this to your arm? Did something happen? Baby?" Kakucho would be extremely worried when he held your arm and saw those newly made marks, as much as he didn't want to accept it, he definitely already had in mind the reality that you had inflicted those injuries on yourself.

"...W-Was it, you?" When he found the courage, he took a breath from the bottom of his lungs and asked his question, even though unfortunately he already knew the answer.

"I'm sorry Kaku, I didn't want to disappoint you." Seeing him worried made your heart sink, but at that point, there was nothing you could do to continue hiding that secret until then.

"No, don't say that." At that moment, Kakucho hugged you without thinking twice, all he wanted was to make you feel comfortable even in the middle of that situation.

"You will never, ever be a disappointment to me, I'm so proud of you." Pulling away from the hug and looking directly into his eyes, the taller man said what he had in mind.

"Look at me." Again approaching, he cupped her face.

"Mm? Kaku?" Looking into his eyes, you wondered what he wanted.

"Never hurt yourself again." In a serious tone, Kakucho continued his speech while looking at his eyes with the same sparkle as always.

"... I promise." Looking away a little embarrassed, you promised.

"No need to promise, my sweetheart, I trust you." Holding your face gently and still looking directly at you, Kakucho would speak with a small, relieved smile.

𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞

"Don't do this to me, sweetie." Kokonoi unexpectedly appeared behind you, fixing his black lined eyes on the newly healed marks on your arms.

Taken by surprise, you tried to hide those injuries with the sleeves of your sweatshirt, but you already knew that everything had simply been discovered. "What do you mean, Koko?"

"I want to say that I know that you're hurting yourself." Approaching you and lifting the fabric that hid the marks, Koko said as he looked away.

At that moment, you only managed to remain completely silent, he knew, there was nothing left to hide, Kokonoi was definitely hurt and you couldn't help but be sure of this fact.

"I-I'm sorry!" Hugging him, you began to apologize with insistent tears slipping from your eyes.

No matter how disappointed he was, Kokonoi would never deny your hug. "Oh? Baby... I'm so sorry. For anything I've done, I'm truly sorry."

Koko looked at you with sadness in her eyes, at the same time worried, he hugged you still in silence, without being able to utter a word.

"I'm sorry Koko... Please." Again, you apologized.

"You're forgiven, baby, don't ever do that again, please." Breaking the silence, Kokonoi made his speech, obviously he would forgive you without thinking twice, despite that, he would start paying more attention to your behavior and would also try to avoid arguments for your well-being.

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

"Shit, what was that?" Rindou exclaimed in a low, barely audible tone as he looked away from the apparent injuries on your wrists.

The silence became almost sepulchral when he held your arm, running his fingers lightly over those bruises, Rindou hugged you, feeling your body trembling and your heart racing.

"...Don't do that to us again, it hurts me as much as it hurts you." The taller man expressed himself calmly, pausing in his speech to look for the right words out of fear of hurting you even more.

"...Damn, I-I, I hate seeing you hurt, I'm so sorry." Holding his arm, his voice no longer maintained the same tone, he could no longer deny himself the urge to cry, in doing so, tears secretly rolled down his face, Rindou was being sincere when he said how bad he felt for seeing her so sad.

"I'm sorry, Rin." Making him let go of your arm, you apologized in a few words, he remained silent, but soon ended up pulling you into a hug.

"Promise me, promise me you won't cut yourself again, especially because of someone else like me." The seriousness in his look and intonation was visible, Rindou was sorry for that argument, so he promised himself that he would treat you better.

"I promise!" Hugging him back, making him calm down and feel better, you made your promise.

"I love you so much, I do, nothing like that will ever happen again..." Rindou said with a subtle smile of relief on his face as he gently stroked your hair.

𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

"No, you didn't do that, did you?" Shaking his head, Ran asked you with a worried look as soon as he noticed those newly made marks on your wrists.

"I'm sorry..." Looking away, you knew that at that point there was no longer any way to hide it from Ran.

"I'm the one who's sorry, my princess." Looking somewhere, shame and guilt showed on his face, Ran definitely felt it.

"It wasn't your fault, Ran." You said as soon as you realized how affected he became in that instant.

"Yes it was, we both know, but it doesn't matter now." The taller one held you gently in gis arms, kissing your forehead, Ran said with a trembling voice worried about what he had caused.

You spend some time hugging in silence, all Ran wanted at that moment was to comfort you and show you that he was right there by your side to take care of you even if he sometimes ended up behaving inappropriately.

"I'm here and I don't want you to hurt yourself again." Breaking the silence, the taller one spoke calmly, still with a trembling voice.

"I am not going." In a low tone, you said, hugging him tighter and calming him down.

"Will you promise me, my beauty?" Hugging you even more eagerly, Ran made you promise never to get hurt again.

“I-I promise…” You made your promise without thinking too much.

Ran pulled away from you and kissed your forehead, becoming more at ease with his promise, he would rather trust you. "That's better, my love."

𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐢 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢

"What the fuck happened to your arm?" Takeomi was never so serious, seeing those marks on his arm really made him bitterly regret all the harm he caused you.

You remained silent, just hoping Takeomi would ignore those fresh scars.

"...You, were you the one who did this?" The older questioned again, Takeomi approached you and lifted the sleeve of your blouse, leaving the marks even more visible, that time, you actually realized that he was sincerely worried.

"Don't fight with me again, Takeomi, p-please." Worried about what Takeomi might do, you just started apologizing.

"Fight with you? Of course, not!"

Unexpectedly, Akashi hugged you, in that same hug, you could feel the apprehension in his behavior.

"Promise me you'll never get hurt again by an asshole like me." Pulling away and holding you by the shoulders, Takeomi spoke.

"I promise." Embracing the same, you made your promise.

Takeomi couldn't help but return the hug and did so. "I'll take better care of you, I'll..."

𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢 𝐌𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐢

"What are you hiding from me?" He had already seen the marks on your arm, but honestly Kanji had no idea how to deal with that subject without ending up hurting you.

"N-nothing, Mochi." Apprehensively, you spoke, trying to separate yourself from that question, even though you knew he already knew about your injuries.

"... Don't lie to me." In a serious tone, he said.

"Don't fight with me, please!" Bracing yourself for the worst possible reaction, all you could do at that moment was apologize.

"Baby? I would never fight you over that, I just don't want you to do it again." Even though you still felt like he was being insensitive in some way, Kanji spoke trying to get you to just trust him.

"I'm sorry." Lowering your head and looking away, you said in a shaky voice, still trying to keep those marks away from Mochi's eyes.

"Look at me, please, look." Holding your face, he made you look back at him.

"Hm?" Seeing that he wouldn't fight with you kept you surprised and relieved at the same time.

"Promise me you'll never get hurt again because of me, I promise I'll never be stupid to you again." Still maintaining a serious tone and a steady gaze, Kanji spoke.

You were silent for a brief moment, but you wanted to promise that. "I-I promise."

Kanji smiled in relief and hugged you, leaving that subject aside, even so, he would change his behavior to never see you hurt again.

[cheesus-doodles]

Lovely piece of Bonten Mikey just enjoying some private time alone with you amidst a rainy day, away from the prying eyes of the other Bonten executives.

Commissioned from the talented もちおはぎ(倖) to celebrate the release of the latest chapter of Going Home - Chapter 4!

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[seraphdreams]

been thinking about pussy inspector haru :(

haru who takes the time out of his more than busy schedule to take a nice hard look at you, splay you across the desk in his home office and work his way between your thighs. meticulously, he’ll spread your legs apart, the pink lace of your panties on display like a little treat for him. he’s a fucking, pervert. he inches his face dangerously close to the seat of your panties, making sure his nose touches your clit, and inhales deeply.

the saccharine scent of your heat has him reeling, pretty cyan-hued eyes rolling into the back of his head as if he had just ingested the strongest drug.

next, it’s time for the real fun. long, bony fingers work to help remove your lower garments, leaving you completely open and exposed for him.

—you look.. different. as if someone or something’s been stuffed in your cute little cunt and he pulls away, quirking a brow at you. “i-i was just needy..” you take it upon yourself to give him a straightforward answer, who knows what conclusion his brain might’ve come to had you not spoken up.

his cold index and middle finger swiftly slide into your heat, scissoring you open. he grins at the sight of your walls trying so, so hard to clamp around him. fixated, his eyes are. despite his loud, brash personality, sanzu’s surprisingly silent in times like this. he wouldn’t risk breaking his little doll.

once his fingers slip out, his tongue slips in. heat flurries to your core when you hear (and feel) the man beneath you lowly moan at the taste of you. it’s so warm, you’re practically dizzy already. if your hands weren’t bound by his suit tie, you’d of surely had them tangled in his rosy pink tresses, guiding his tongue messily all inside you.

slowly, hesitantly, as if he’d lose your taste forever, he pulls away. those same sinister eyes lock onto you, a ghastly grin on the man’s features; that same crazed look he gets when he finishes off a .. stubborn victim.

“sweet, sweet..” he murmurs, moving to hover over your body. he licks a stripe up your cheek before returning to his original position. “you get an A+!”

[mochiswifey]

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