#yakuza kirishima

[gglitch1dd]

Angry Dilfs- Kirishima Eijiro

Yakuza DILF Kirishima Eijiro x Wifey Reader

Context: Your daughter comes to you broken and in need of comfort, but afterwards, all your husband can see is red

Note: this oneshot is based off of Yakuza Eijiro during Breedingtober. You can also read it as a stand alone.

Warning: This oneshot deals with hinted physical assault on reader and Eijiro's daughter caused by a friend. mention of guns, Yakuza, trauma from an attack. READER DESCRETION IS ADVISED. Also children. That too (they've got like 8 kids)

Eijiro leaned back in the cushioned seat, a chubby little Kirishima baby asleep on his chest as he sat in the nursery with her. It was a Friday night and thus was a takeout night in the Kirishima household. With boxes of pizza now empty and all his beautiful girls spread out around the house or in their rooms, it was peaceful. He looked down at his youngest born currently and probably his last if you had any say in it.

It was to no one’s surprise that Eijiro ended up being the one with the most amount of kids. No surprise at all. He grew up with seven other siblings, all being girls, and his parents were always attentive and loving to all of them which is how Eijiro wanted his family to be. He wanted it to be just as warm and as loving as he had it growing up, and he was so lucky to have found you who was so loving and caring and made him feel as though he was the luckiest guy in the world. He had always been outgoing and loving, an overall great guy who was more of a gentle giant than anything.

However maybe it was the breeding kink that should have made it pretty clear what part of his body he thought with.

Although to be fair, you weren’t exactly declining either. All it took was him sweet talking you and you’d find yourself round with another Kirishima baby a few months later. Never did take him much. At one point it was almost as if you could predict it. Whether it would take six months or three years, but you could already tell when baby fever would take over your husband.

He’d always come nice and slow to you, kissing you and worshiping your body like it was something designed by God himself. He would whisper your praises and make you feel as if you were the only woman in the world. Even with all the added weight of motherhood, you had never seen a man more turned on by the sight of you feeling like an absolute mess. And he was such an insatiable man too. Huge in stature and that wasn’t the only thing huge about him. He never left you not satisfied and he was such a great father to all your girls already.

So you often cursed yourself whenever you’d be sitting for another ultrasound, glaring at your grinning husband who was more than happy to be there.

Now with eight kids later, including one pair of twins, Eijiro couldn’t be happier.

The youngest little girl, Asumi let out a small coo in her sleep as she turned in her sleep. Eijiro carefully stood up and walked over to her crib. He never got tired of this and wanted to save up this feeling while it lasted. He careufully placed her down in her crib, not disturbing her sleep as she lay down supported and safe. He had done this enough times to know all the ins and outs. He carefully let go of her before turned to look at his only little boy who was fast asleep in his toddler bed. Juro was fast asleep, the three year old having knocked out with a cup of milk and half of a bedtime story.

With the two of them sorted out, Eijiro carefully moved out into the hallway. With a big family came a big house, but it was worth everything for his family, and it wasn’t that hard either considering the money that his… businesses brought in.

He walked through the dimlit hallways, looking through the cracks in the door to all the sleeping girls in their rooms. The one’s still awake were unsurprisingly the eldest three, Kaori, Satomi and Reika. No surprise to him at all, but they were old enough that he wasn’t going to get in their hair about bed time, least not the last two. So seeing as it was time to clock out to bed, he walked back to the master bedroom.

You sat on the large California King sized bed, reading a book as you got some time to yourself with Eijiro handling bedtime. You looked up to him, a graceful smile on your face. Two decades of marriage and he still never got tired of that beautiful smile. “Hey there, Eiji.” You spoke sweetly. “Are they all in bed?” You asked.

He nodded his head as rolled his shoulders. “Yah, all the ones who need to be, that is.” He commented as he moved over to where you were, getting onto bed himself.

You felt him grab at your hips, pulling you against him. You couldn’t help but giggle as you made yourself comfortable between his legs, leaning back against him with a smile. A low hum came from his chest as he felt up your sides. He kissed down against your neck, but he didn’t stop there. Soft nips came to your neck, his sharp teeth grazing your skin. You closed your book, knowing that the moment he had his hands on you, you wouldn’t be reading anytime soon. You ran one hand through his soft black hair. “Eijiro, I’m busy.” You whined.

“I’m busy too.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle at his definition of busy. Eijiro had stopped dyeing his hair over a decade ago. It was a decision he decided to make. As much as he loved the red, he knew that having little girls that would have his natural black hair colour, would mean that he would have to show them to love themselves in their entirety and he couldn’t show that to the little ones if he didn’t appreciate his own hair too. It was something he decided but you didn’t mind. You loved Eijiro in all forms.

You felt a lick go over the new bruise that would form on your neck, making a shiver run down your spine. You let out a soft sigh as you leaned back against him. You knew this was a losing game. Anything to do with your husband and his body against yours felt like a game you would always lose.

Luckily, a knock came to your door like your saving. Eijiro let out a low grumble only for you to hear which made you giggle. You exited out of his arms, moving to place the book down next to him before moving to sit next to him. He raised his head as he leaned back against the headboard, still holding you with one arm. “Enter.” He called out, allowing whichever child was at the door to come in. “I swear, I never get time with my honey.” He grumbled with a frown which only made you giggle at how spoilt he was.

Slowly entering your room, was your sixteen year old daughter, Satomi. You had barely saw her all day and she had been acting rather weird, but you didn’t want to pressure her, knowing she would come talk to the both of you when she needed to. She had gone out with some friends today but only came back later in the evening but went straight to her room. She peaked into your room, slowly closing the door behind her.

Eijiro brightened up at his little girl. He had always been close to his girls but Satomi was his little princess. She was such a daddy’s girl and had been spoiled beyond belief but she was also your best helper too. “Princess. How are you? I’ve barely seen you today.”

Unusually, she had her dyed red hair covering half of her face today. She shuffled into the room, holding onto her arm as she approached the both of you slowly. She kept her eyes down casted as she seemed on the verge of tears. Her ruby eyes glistening with tears. Instantly your maternal senses started ringing in your head as you sat up. You looked to Eijiro who seemed just as worried. “C-can I…” She started softly. “Can I talk to you guys?”

You nodded your head, motioning for her to come and sit down with the both of you. “Of course, sweetheart. What’s going on?” You asked her gently.

She sat down on your bed in front of the both of you. She kept her eyes down casted. Her eyebrows knitted together as she took a moment to piece everything together in her head. She let out a shaky breath but kept her ruby eyes away from the both of you. “When… when I went out with my friends…” She started to tell you both whatever was bothering her. “We went to the mall and everything was great. We saw the movie and got to eat lunch too which was nice. But-” She closed her eyes, her hands shaking slightly as she tried to tell whatever happened today that had her so shaken.

You glanced at Eijiro who glanced back at you. The both of you had a sinking feeling inside you that you both didn’t like whatsoever. It was a horrible feeling inside you, one of sinking dread as you didn’t know what to do almost.

She opened her eyes again, a tear slipping past her eyes. “Koji, a guy I thought he was my friend, he… well… I had just gone to the bathroom and it wasn’t even that far. I was being safe I promise but then h-he… he followed me… and…” Her voice broke as she looked up at the both of you finally. She shook her head as tears started to stream from her eyes, her face puffy. “I promise I didn’t want him to do it! I didn’t try anything! I made sure I dressed appropriately and I wasn’t hitting on him. I promise I didn’t do anything, you’ve got to believe me.”

“Sweetheart.” You quickly moved closer to her, being careful not to scare her as you gently placed a hand on her shoulder. You looked at her in her eyes, trying to calm her down. “We believe you, but you have to tell us what happened.” You whispered.

She swallowed down a sob as she nodded her head. Finally she moved to pull back her hair away from the left side of her face. You gasped as your husband’s eyes widened in shock. Sitting on her beautiful face, near her eye was a dark bruise. “I-I tried to get away, but he’d cornered me. I tried fighting I really did, and if it wasn’t for one of the waitresses hearing me, I wouldn’t have gotten away from him in time before he-” She swallowed down harshly. “But it didn’t stop him from…” She bit back any more words, incapable of speaking as she pulled down part of her nightgown to show more bruises. You were frozen still disgust and pain your throat at the mere fact that someone would do this to your daughter. That someone would that she called a friend would have betrayed her like this. Suddenly you were pulled out of your head as she moved to cover her mouth, biting back sobs as she was shaking. “I p-promise I tried! I really tried!”

“Princess, may I touch you?” Eijiro asked you, far more collected than you expected him to be. He looked to her genuinely, wanting just to comfort her.

She nodded her head. Eijiro moved forward and swiftly held her in his big arms, dwarfing her in size. He hugged her tightly, holding her like she would disappear. Finally being in her father’s arms, Satomi broke down. You moved over to hold her to, threading your hands through her hair.

Your daughter sobbed in the both of your arms. “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry, Daddy! I promise I-”

“No, princess. You did nothing wrong. You really did nothing wrong.” He assured her as he held her in his arms. “You did all that you could. I’m so very proud of you. You’re so brave. Thank you for telling us.”

“You’re safe now, okay?” You whisper to her. “You’re alright. You’ll be okay.”

The two of you held her in your arms until the poor thing had fallen asleep in your arms. She was exhausted and the both of you had stayed with her until you were both sure that she was asleep. Eijiro had gotten up and placed her in bed, allowing her to sleep in her own bed for just a moment. He had given her a kiss on her forehead, before leaving back to your room.

The two of you were silent as you stood amongst yourselves. The atmosphere in you room was heavy as you digested what had just happened. You were quiet as you turned to look at him. You looked over to your husband with a frown on his face.

Eijiro was frozen in place, all emotion ridden from his face as he paused. His fists were balled tightly, almost ready to smash in someone’s skull. He glanced at you, a dark look in his eyes that told you all you had to know. You moved to grab his phone from off the bedside table and handed it to him. You quickly moved to change as your husband made a phone call to one of his gang members. It didn’t even take five minutes before the both  of you were walking out of your bedroom.

Eijiro stopped at your eldest daughter’s room. He knocked on Reika’s door, peaking in. Reika sat on her bed with her earphones in. She looked to the both of you, her black hair tied in a bun. She paused at the sight of the both of you and the attire you both adorned. She looked down to the gun holster that was strapped to your thigh. She moved to get up, seeing the clear worry on both of your faces as a sign. Reika knew everything about the business and the Yakuza, being your husband’s heiress to the gang.

“We’re sorting out some business to do with your sister. We’re coming back, watch over them.” He told her seriously.

Reika hesitated as she looked between the both of you. “What type of business?”

Eijiro motioned for you to go and get the car out, which you did without question. He looked back at Reika. “Cleaning up trash.” He stated simply, letting go of her doorhandle. “Call Aunty Mina if anything happens.”

Eijiro left to go downstairs, meeting you in the front of the house as you drove the car forward. Eijiro and you swapped places as he got behind the wheel and you sat in the passenger’s seat. You were both silent in the car. You were checking your handgun, looking it over like it was second nature.

“Honey…”

“Yes?” You turned to look to Eijiro.

Your husband was speeding but considering the time of night, it wasn’t a bother. His hands gripped the steering wheel with a deathly grip, his pupils thin as he seemed only trained on one thing and one thing only. Pure violence and carnage behind his eyes. Something you hadn’t seen in a long time since you had started your family together. “I want to be the one to do it.” He let out darkly his fingers flexing over the wheel. His voice was low with murderous intent. “With my own two hands.”

You watched your husband silently but nodded your head. “Of course.”

He nodded his head as his phone vibrated, with a notification. Everything was shrouded in darkness in the car as you picked up his phone and opened it to see a message from Tetsu. “They’ve got a location. He’s asking if you want men there?”

“Tell him we’ll call for clean up, but I want us to do it ourselves.” He stated simply as he stopped thee car at a redlight. His face was shrouded in a deep crimson red, his eyes almost seeming black with not an ounce of humanity left in them. “No one touches one of my girls.”

-Glitch1d

[Angry Dilf Katsuki]

[Angry Dilf Izuku]

Thats it for all my dilfs that i adore so much. Thank you for supporting this mini series! Also I see you Tumblr, flagging down my Dilf Bakugou post. SMH.

[incorrectraisewataningaiiquotes]

(OMG CHAPTER 37.2 THEY GET CUDDLY I CAN’T.)

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@animangacreators; challenge seventeen

cafe amc challenge; melon milk, a character you find refreshing ➤ tooru kirishima

[yukiendlessky]

Everyone!!! It's happening!!!

Raise wa Tanin ga Ii will be getting a TV Anime adaptation!!!

[juiceboxscans]

We cordially invite you

To keep in touch! You don't need an engraved invite to follow us for news and fun stuff, just do it.

Speaking of invitations, Konishi's latest tweet has us RSVP-ing 'OMG YES!'. We're just over here screaming, crying, throwing up. The usual.

[Yoshino and Kirishima in WEDDING CLOTHES, both facing the viewer, her arms around his neck.]

Aren't they gorgeous? We're having such a good week. We're not crying or anything because we remember he asked if she'd marry him when he turned 18, no none of that. WE'RE FINE.

So funny, you meanie. What a tease.

.･ﾟﾟ･(／ω＼)･ﾟﾟ･.

[ms-kaie-lurks]

What a great start, 2024! My yandere MLs are stepping up their game. Both couples showing us their relationship breakthrough.❣️

OMG!!! My heart is so happy. 😍

Kirishima, with that gentle kiss on Yoshino's forehead, he sincerely and genuinely loves her. I'm still not sure how Yoshino feels, but she seems to be more accepting of Kirishima's affection this time.

And then there's Shinpei, always blunt and unfiltered, his confession's finally getting through Satoko. She finally realizes her own feelings for him. The wholesome hug in the end, I died happy.

Here are some panels from their latest chapter release, but honestly, the entire chapter.... beautiful.🌸

Great chapter (translations) releases to start the year.

[shizukais]

sugihara receives praise from kirishima~

+ bonus:

[trueshellz]

Marriage Contract

Summary: You've been forced into a marriage with the Demon of Sakuragi to pay off you father's debt...

Warnings: blasphemy, vaginal penetration, anal fingering, possessive behaviour, abuse (by father), forced marriage, smoking, drinking, spanking, biting, nipple play, female reader.

Standing in front of all these people, head bowed as you clenched your jaw and ignored what was happening around you feeling completely helpless. Your marriage to ‘The Demon of Sakuragi’ was supposed to be an ‘honour and joy to form an alliance between the families’. When in fact it was a way for your father to pay off his debts to the Sakuragi head, using you as collateral had simply cemented how little he cared for you and after years of abuse and tirade after your mother’s passing you completely understood your position in his life.

A pawn.

A chess piece to be used and bargained for.

A cattle to be sold to the highest bidder.

Nothing.

To your own father, you were nothing.

A sharp pinch in your side as you felt your father’s walking stick pulling you out of your self pity, looking up to see expectant faces waiting for your reply as you held back the cry of pain. He loved seeing the twisted expression on your face as he revisited the same wounds he inflicted on you before, his gaze was sharp as he looked at you. Taking a deep breath and forcing a smile on your face you turned to the minister who was officiating your marriage and nodded.

“Yes, I agree.”

Glancing across at him the first time you took in your new husband, as he spoke to his… friends? White shirt with his sleeves rolled up, his chain tattoo adorning both wrists and through the back of his shirt you could see the dark lines of more ink covering his skin. Sharp eyes watching you as you accepted hugs and words of congratulations, each sentence making the fake smile on your face wane until you were sure you were wearing your emotions on your face completely. You could see him walking to the family head, mouth moving but his gaze was fixated on you completely, moving around the crowd so he could see you clearly when you sat down to eat. You let out a small wince when you sat, the bruises from your father still sore and uncomfortable no matter how much salve you put on them and you were sure the semi-healed cut inside your cheek was going to open soon from all the smiling you were having to do.

The drive home was just as awkward, one of the lieutenants drove you to your new marital home, Kirishima was sat on the other side of the back sea staring out the window just like you were, every so often front the corner of your eye you saw him turn and look you up and down. The only sounds you could pick up were the thump of your heart and the rumble of the car, every so often the two of them would engage in small talk but you were too busy panicking about your first night alone with him to even figure out what they were saying. As the car stopped, you startled a little when he reached over and undoing your belt, you could smell the cigarettes he had been smoking earlier, the alcohol he had consumed at your wedding and an underlying scent you couldn't place. You nodded silently when he ordered you to stay in the car, long strides as he went around the car to open the door for you. His hand was gentle but firm as he helped you out of the car, no words as he guided you into the house and towards what you assumed was your shared bedroom.

“Bathroom’s through there, sleep where you want. I’ll be back later.”

The next few days were more of the same, you barely saw Kirishima even though you shared a bed. He would wake up before you and prepare his own breakfast, the kitchen would be tidy when you woke up and you would spend the day around the house until Kanami would come to see you and the two of you would go out for lunch with one of the guards. A few times you saw Kirishima as he went around town, he paid you little notice and to be honest, you felt more like a nuisance than his wife. From the little information you picked up from your family, he was known for being ruthless and harsh with everyone, picking fights with other families and, from what your dad had said, he was the one who dealt with your family’s debt.

In the afternoons, you would cook dinner and wait for him to come home, the meal would be silent and he would thank you before placing his hand on your head and leaving again. It was pretty much the only touch and interaction that you got from him, even if it was a bit stiff and stilted you were relieved that he hadn’t hurt you. Well, not yet anyway. There were stories about the way women were treated in this world, you had heard enough stories about mistreatment from fathers and husbands. Kirishima would return late, you would usually be asleep but once or twice he woke up when he climbed into bed. You felt the bed dip, the warmth from his body but he never once touched you. Keeping a good distance between you both in the king size bed, the one time you had turned and seen the dark ink trailing up his back, the designs made him look like an actual demon with the dark wings and scale-like designs covering his skin.

This evening you had just got out of the shower, dressed in a long t-shirt and some cotton shorts, you stood in front of the mirror and began drying your hair. The rumble of the hair dryer covering his footsteps, you hadn’t realised your husband was home until you smelt him again, felt his arms against your hips as he bracketed you against the dresser. Eyes slamming shut as you felt his chest against your back, his warm breath against your neck making you whimper. Then his fingers began trailing up and down your leg, stopping just at the hem of your shorts before repeating on the other side, you could feel calluses on his skin and what felt like plasters around a few fingers. The dichotomy of rough versus smooth made goosebumps rise on your skin, your mouth opening on a small gasp but you made sure you kept your eyes slammed shut.

“So… I was told that I was neglecting my little wife.”

His words ended on a small nip at the side of your neck, your fingers curled into the wood of the dresser. You felt his hand hold your chin, turning your face towards him as he spoke again. His chest was solid against your back, the hand not holding your face was not curled around your hip as he pulled you back against him again. The hard length of his cock was pressed against you, your eyes opened in shock and you saw him smirking at you. The ends of his lips curled up, sharp incisors peeking out as he let out a huff of laughter.

“K-kirishima?”

A tsk this time, using his body to push you backwards towards the bed until you landed with a small oomph on your back with him looming over you. His arms caging you in, legs bracketing yours as he held himself over you with a wide smirk. Your own hands had come up to hold him at a distance, placing them against the hard planes of his chest as you tried to push him away, but he simply lowered himself down until your hips were flush against each other. Fingers intertwined with yours as he held your hands above your head, not hard since you could still move around but enough to know that's where he wanted them. You tried to ignore the way your body reacted to him, each time he came around your father’s house you would watch him from the gaps in the stairs. You had seen how he treated your father, took delight in it even, hearing him shouting and beating up the man who was supposed to look after you but instead made your life hell.

“You’re so fuckin’ pretty.”

Tongue coming out to wet your lips, you watched as his eyes tracked the movement and then met yours. His pupils were blown wide, the smirk long gone instead a shocked expression on his face as he watched you readjust your position and then sigh. The way your chest rose, breasts rising and falling made his gaze drop below your chin where the neckline of the t-shirt had dropped a little and the swell of your breasts were visible. His hand in your hair was all the warning you got before his mouth descended on yours, hard and insistent as he growled against your lips. Tongue pushing past them as he angled your head to fit against his perfectly, your fingers had gone from pushing him away to holding him in place and you felt the steady thrum of his heart under your hands. His kiss matched his personality, while the sensation of his lips were soft and plush the way he kissed was rough and you were sure they would be swollen and bruised if he continued.

“Kirishima.”

Pulling away, his thumb rubbing your bottom lip Kirishima removed his glasses and ran his fingers through his hair. The blue locks falling into his eyes again when he leaned down and tilted your head to expose the line of your neck, attaching his lips here as he licked and sucked the sensitive skin there. You opened your mouth to call his name again, but you felt his fingers against the gusset of your underwear and quickly held his wrist in shock. Instead of stopping his ministrations, Kirishima slid his fingers under the fabric while staring at you intently and traced the wetness that was gathered there already releasing a noise of approval when you coated his long digits. Taking your mouth again, his finger slipped inside you slowly, one at first and then two, curling them slowly before pulling them out again.

“Say my name.”

“Ki-”

A sharp tap against your clit had you jerking in surprise, a gasp leaving your mouth when he shook his head.

“Ki-”

A whine this time when he held the nub of your clit between his finger and thumb, leaning down to bite your bottom lip before kissing you hard again. You frowned in confusion when he kept your clit hostage, the undeterred pressure on the most sensitive part of your body was making your legs shake, breath coming out in short pants as he rolled it side to side.

“Tooru?”

The grin was back, a low huff as he pushed two fingers inside you again with no preamble, your back arching against the intrusion when he curled them inside you and held them there. His other hand holding your shoulder in place as he took your mouth, the double assault as his tongue licked into your mouth had you gripping his arms and digging your nails in. His own cock was hard against your leg as you started to unbutton his shirt and pushed the fabric over his shoulders, your eyes widening when the room began to fill with the wet sounds of your body opening up to him as he mumbled against your lips.

“Such a good girl… my pretty li’l wife… fuck.”

The last word was low and long as he pulled away, watching the way your wet pussy swallowed his fingers as he thumbed and rubbed your clit before sitting back and shucking shirt off and pushing his fingers back in. You sat up on your elbows, watching the muscles in his arm dance with each thrust inside you, his gaze holding yours as he tugged your t-shirt up to expose your breasts. Nipples stiff with arousal, he pinched and pulled them until you were keening and grabbing his wrist, another chuckle from him as added another finger and moved so his mouth could reach between your legs. His shoulders holding your legs open, lips covering the sensitive nub as he sucked it hard until your back arched again, mouth open on a silent scream as you came.

A rustle of noise made you realise you had closed your eyes, opening then to watch your husband undress in front of you. You could see the ink in full now, watching the dark lines travelling up his arms and his back, his body lean but had muscle definition including the sharp lines leading down to his thick cock. The same hand that had been inside you, still glistening with your arousal and slick from your orgasm, was now stroking his hard length up and down. His body crowded yours as he climbed over you again and settled himself between your legs, your own hands tugging the t-shirt off so you were completely naked in front of him.

“Lookit you, darlin’.”

His eyes travelled up and down your body, hands caressing the newly exposed skin and thumbing your nipples again until he covered them with his mouth and bit them lightly, soothing the hurt with his tongue. Your fingers in his hair, holding him in place as he sucked on them, the sensation leading straight to you clit and even though you had just come you could feel the familiar tug.

“K-... Tooru… God, please.”

“Nothing religious about me, darlin’. It’s not God here, it's me.”

You hissed when the thick head of his dick pushed at your opening, whining low in your throat when he pressed on your lower stomach so you couldn't move. Your body opened up, widening when he passed the ring of muscle there and pressed into you in one thrust. His hips flush against yours, hands holding you in place as he growled low in his throat.

“It’s not God that's inside you right now.” You gasped when he pulled out, slamming back in with such force the air was knocked from your lungs. “It’s me.”

Lips meeting yours, his hand holding your jaw as he stole your breath and kissed you, his hips moving in small circles and grinding against your clit.

“It’s not God that’s going to cum inside you, is it? Hmm? I’m gonna fill up this little pussy with my cum over and over again.”

A loud gasp this time when he pulled out, the wide tip left inside you as he slammed in again, balls slapping against your ass.

“It’s not God who’s going to look after you, protect you and make sure no-one touches you again.”

This time you hissed, his fingers pressing into the fading bruises that were almost healed but the skin was still tender. Eyes widening at the murderous rage in his tone that contrasted the soft way he looked at you.

“It’s me.”

“Tooru, I-”

Holding both your hips this time as he started fucking in in earnest, his fingers digging into your flesh and making you shriek. Each thrust knocked the air from your lungs and had you turning your head to bite the pillow, eyes scrunched shut as he reached up to cup your breasts again and roll your nipples between his fingers. You reached down to rub your clit, easing the way for him to pound you like he seemed to want to do. You couldn’t control the sounds leaving your mouth, jaw dropping open as he turned your head to make you open your eyes and watch him on top of you, hands now braced on each side of your head giving him more leverage to get even deeper inside you.

“There’s my pretty li’l wife… my good girl. So fuckin’ good f’me.”

The last three words were accompanied with harsh thrusts until he suddenly pulled out and flipped you over, pushing a pillow under your hips and taking the flesh of his hands and gripping it before landing a sharp slap, noise echoing in the room. You turned to see him palming your ass again, holding you open as he dribbled spit on your ass and rubbing it into the virgin hole. Shifting so he sat between your legs, pushing his length into you again and bottoming out with a grunt, leaning over to kiss up your spine.

“You ok, darlin’?”

Your nod was all he needed to continue, hands coming onto the bed caging you in as he started slamming himself inside you again and again. The pillow swallowing your cries of pleasure, muting the pretty sounds he was drawing from you until the constant pressure against your g-spot had you coming around his dick. You heard him curse again behind you, another sharp slap on your ass as he sat back and palmed it again, you could feel the heated skin and hissed when he dug his fingers in.

“The only marks you should be wearing are ones you got from pleasure.”

You opened your mouth to question him, but the feeling of his thumb pressed against your puckered entrance had you moving up the bed. His low shush made you pause, you felt more spit being added as he rubbed small circles until he could push the tip in. The feeling hot and taboo all at once, being filled up from both ends made you want to clench up but his thumb made electricity shoot up your spine. Gasping when he started moving again, holding your shoulder so you had no choice but to take everything he was giving you. You heard him getting louder, the occasional grunt now low moans and curses as he rutted into you, then he somehow fucked you even harded and you could feel him get bigger inside you. One particularly hard thrust pushing making you shriek as he held himself inside you, grinding against the heated skin as his hips stuttered and he emptied himself inside you.

Heavy breathing filled the room, you let out a small noise when he pulled out of you and closed your eyes as you willed your heartbeat to return to normal. You hissed when you felt something wet between your legs, turning to see Kirishima wiping at you with a washcloth, reaching for it, you blushed when he simply glared at you. You felt the bed dip as he lay down, this time pulling you close and wrapping an arm around you so your head was on his chest, his heartbeat thrumming against your ears.

“I won’t let your father touch you again, darlin’. I couldn't protect you before, but I’ll be damned if I let anyone hurt you again.”

[thewritetofreespeech]

Could I request Kirishima (Yakuza's guide to babysitting) introducing his baker girlfriend to Yaeka and everyone being shocked he even has a girlfriend in the first place?

Kirishima Toru + Secret Baker Girlfriend

It had been a nice day outside, so Kirishima, Yaeka, and Sugihara went to the park. Yaeka’s friends had other plans. So she had to make due with the older men to play with for the afternoon.

“Hey, why don’t we get some bread for home?” Kirishima asked as they were heading back to the estate after they were all worn out from playing. Yaeka nodded maturely, while Sugihara yelped enthusiastically like a child.

They walk into the bakery and were greeted by a soft chime over the door & warm response from a woman behind the counter. “Hello! Welcome in! Oh, Kirishima-kun. I didn’t expect to see you today.”

“Kirishima-kun?” Sugihara asked suspiciously. To which Kirishima glared at him a little.

“You must be Sugihara. It’s nice to finally meet you!”

“How do you know about me?” His suspicions getting higher.

“Oh, I’m Kirishima’s girlfriend.”

“GIRLFRIEND?!” Sugihara exclaimed animatedly. His face completely shocked. “You have a girlfriend Kirishima?! How long have you had a girlfriend?!”

“I don’t know,” he replied with a shrug, “two years?”

“Two years?!”

Sugihara continued in his spiral of shock and questions, while [Y/N] walked around from behind the counter and knelt down in from of Yaeka. “You must be Yaeka. It’s nice to meet you.”

Yaeka took her hand when offered and shook it. “Nice to meet you.”

“Kirishima talks about you all the time when he comes by. He says you’re a very smart, kind, good natured young lady.” Yaeka’s face turned bright red at the compliment. “He also told me you like cats.” She perked up at the mention of cats.

[Y/N] went back around the counter and pulled out a cat shaped black & white cookie and gave it to Yaeka. “Here you go. They’re usually really popular, so I hope you like them. On the house.”

“We have money you know.” Kirishima butt in. Further ignoring Sugihara and his annoying interrogation.

“I never said you didn’t, and I assume you’re going to buy something else.” [Y/N] gave him a light tap in the shoulder; to which Sugihara went completely gobsmacked over. “The usual?”

Kirishima nodded and [Y/N] when about picking out his order. “Kirishima?” He looked down at Yaeka, who looked up at him with questioning eyes. “Why didn’t you ever mention you had a girlfriend?”

“I guess I didn’t think it was anyone’s business.” He said with a shrug.

He loved his yakuza family, but he was also a very private person. It was also hard to bring in outsiders to the family. It worked out for Sakuragi-san and his wife, but those instances were rare. Separate was best for now. Not that he was ashamed of their side of the conversation.

“Here you go! Two loaves of bread, one white and one rye, a dozen assorted muffins, and one brownie.”

“Wait, this is where the Friday muffins come from?” Sugihara asked. Finally calming down and putting the pieces together.

“Yeah. You didn’t think I was making them, did you?” Kirishima asked as he took the bag and handed it to him.

“Well…no….” Sugihara was so confused he didn’t know what to think. “They’re really good by the way.”

“Thanks!” [Y/N] replied with a smile and Sugihara blushed. Up until the point that Kirishima stepped on his foot.

“Tell Sakuragi-san that we’ll mango castella cake back in next week if he’s interested. I can set aside a batch from him if you text me.”

“Papa likes mango cake?” Yaeka asked. Eyes bright with a new realization about her father.

[Y/N] chuckled and told Yaeka, “only mine,” with a wink.

They say goodbye and the trio head back home. “I like your girlfriend Kirishima-san.”

“Yeah. I like her too.”

“I still can’t believe you got a girlfriend before me.” Sugihara muttered, before he howled out loud when Kirishima stepped on his foot again.

[gglitch1dd]

Honey (Yakuza Eijiro x Baby Mama Reader)

Day 10 of Breedingtober

Your boyfriend finally comes home after 5 months away and as angry as you are with him, you're glad to have him home.

Warning: Implied murder at the end, SMUT, CHOKING/Breath play, BREEDING, unprotected sex, GUNS, a baby, reference of matching tatoos Words: 6k

“Oh who’s a good girl?” You praised as you washed Reika’s hair. The little baby giggled in the bath as she held onto one of her yellow rubber duckies as she stared up at you with ruby eyes.

You loved her more than you had breath in your lungs. She was your everything. Reika, the little chubby girl, was quite a character but she was the cutest little decision you ever made. Never mind how painful she was to deliver but nevertheless, you couldn’t regret a thing when she looked up at you like you were her world.

“You’re so pretty, Rei-Rei.” You cooed as you rubbed her soft cheek making her giggle as she put a soft hand to yours. “You ready to get out now?” You asked her rhetorically.

Before you could hear her not really necessary answer you heard something drop. However it wasn’t in the bathroom you were in. You paused as you turned your head to look out to the dark hallway.

Adrenaline pumped through your veins as you slowly stood up from where you were. All the windows were closed as far as you knew and you had cleaned up the apartment so there shouldn’t have been anything to fall down on the ground.

You looked to Reika. You didn’t want to leave her but you didn’t want to stay in case there was an intruder. You bent down to Reika putting a kiss on her head. You carefully moved to the door, peaking into the hallway. It was silent for a second, before another sound down the hall came again. You furrowed your eyebrows but let out a heavy breath. You carefully moved into the hallway, your feet covered in socks thankfully so that you didn’t make a noise. You quickly moved into your room. You moved to your closet, quickly opening up the safe and taking out the handgun.

You moved back into the hallway, holding the gun safely with one hand underneath it to steady the weight of the gun. You moved steadily, one foot in front of the other as you focused on moving forward. You heard scratching around your kitchen. You swallowed down hard. You reminded yourself that you had to protect yourself and your daughter.

No matter the cost.

It was something your boyfriend had believed in religiously and one you planned on carrying. You moved slowly as you put your back to the wall just outside the kitchen as you looked down at the gun in your hands. You prayed it was just some rabid animal like a possum or something or a cat that had slipped into your apartment.

Without thinking about it for much longer, you turned quickly to point your gun straight into the kitchen, your eyes catching on red and immediately focusing the barrel of the gun in that direction.

Instantly the perpetrator froze, one of the cupcakes you had made that morning in hand and half in his mouth. You stared into the ruby eyes of Yakuza boss Kirishima Eijiro. His eyes wide as he looked at you. He then put on a sharp cheesy smile as he gave you a small wave. “Hey honey.” He let out nervously. You lowered the gun as you stared at him. He swallowed down heavily before letting out a nervous chuckle. “I’m home…”

“Eijiro…” He carefully put down the cupcake, frosting already on his mouth showing that he had helped himself to one already. You scowled at him before letting out an annoyed growl. “You lying son of a bitch!” You shouted as you waved the gun as you stomped over to him. His eyes went wide as his back was pressed against the counter. “You told me that you were coming back! Where the fuck have you been the past five months huh!?” You shouted as you pointed the gun right underneath his chin making him still, the large redhead stared down at you, intimidated by your careless holding of the gun in your hand. “I’ve been here with a newborn for months waiting on your stupid ass and not a word from you!” He opened his mouth. “And I don’t give a shit about what Tetsu says because he isn’t you! I swear to God, I’m going to kill you. I’m going to kill you. I’m going to castrate you, mould your dick then burn it and then throw the rest of you away because-”

You were easily interrupted as the gun was taken out of your hand and you were disarmed. You were turned around and pinned against the counter, his large mass of muscle and height pressed you against the counter, forcing you to look up at him as he had you trapped in his embrace. Although you were a pretty skilled fighter yourself, nothing could beat the raw strength that Kirishima Eijiro had.

He tilted his head with a soft smirk, large hand wrapped around your neck, his pointer finger stroking your jaw as he looked down at you. “I missed you too, Y/N.” He let out lowly. You were angry. Of course, you were, but you couldn’t help but melt as he bent down and kissed you. He put the gun down on the counter and wrapped his other arm around you, deepening the kiss. You wrapped your arms around him in desperation, wanting him closer. You ached for him, you needed him just as much as you wanted to push him away. The matching ink on your arm, the same that he had, told everything it needed to.

Eijiro groaned as he separated from you, “God, I missed you.” He nearly whispered. “I missed you both so much.”

You stared up at him for a moment before frowning. “If you missed us, you wouldn’t have been away for so long.” You pushed yourself away from him.

Eijiro let out a breath as he watched you put on the safety and unload the gun as if it was something casual. “The case took longer than I expected, but I told you I wouldn’t take a step into prison and I didn’t.” You knew that was true. From the moment he had left, you kept your eye on the news for anything to do with the charges against your husband. You were lucky enough to know that the next time you would see him it wouldn’t be behind a thick pane of glass. “Then I had loose strings to tie up and business to take care of.”

“Like what?”

You heard a file be placed down on the counter next to you. You turned to look back at Eijiro. He had his large arms folded over his chest, his sleeves rolled up exposing the tattoo sleeve of a dragon on his left arm. He motioned to it. You didn’t say anything as you moved to check what was in the file. You opened it. Your eyes widened in surprise.

In it was evidence of ownership of a home, the keys still in one of the pockets. You flipped it again to reveal Eijiro’s will, and you noticed Reika and your names on it. You flipped it again to see documents. Life insurance, medical insurance, a bank account in Reika’s name with money that would be unremovable and developing interest until she was eighteen. Everything. The more you flipped through it, the more evidence you found of everything done to ensure a safe future for you and Reika should anything happen to him.

And right at the end was a marriage contract for the both of you.

You looked up at him with tears in your eyes.

Eijiro smiled as he looked over at you. Nothing was particularly said but he moved over to you. His movements were slow, but he got to you in no time with long strides of his legs. He pulled you into his arms. “I’m sorry I was gone for so long.” He whispered near your ear. You closed your eyes, putting your head to his heart. That’s all you wanted to listen to. His heart. The thing that beat for you and your daughter alone. You closed your eyes letting your tears fall as you held onto his warm figure.

You nodded your head as you just enjoyed the feel of him. “It’s okay…. Just… just don’t do it again, please.”

He chuckled and bent down to kiss the top of your head. “I would never do such a thing.”

Before you could even think of kissing him, you both heard a loud whine. That’s when you remembered your poor Reika who was all alone in her bathtub.

You gasped as you quickly rushed into the hallway. “Reika! I’m coming baby!” You shouted as you ran into the bathroom. The little one had thrown her duck out of the bath, her face flushed as she was near to tears. Her chubby face was in distress as she sat in the bath with a sad look on her face. The moment she saw you again, she reached up to you with chubby small hands, her cheeks wet as she cried for you. “Aww, Reika. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” You apologised as you grabbed her fluffy towel and lifted her up into your arms. You rubbed her to make sure she was nice and warm as you held her in your arms. She continued to cry, sweet kitten sounds as you placed kisses to the side of her head. “Oh sweetheart, I’m sorry. Daddy got me distracted, but I’m here now. Mama is here. Mama is here.”

You gently rocked her in your arms, trying to calm her down as she rested her head against you. Appearing in the doorway was Eijiro, who peaked his head in after putting the gun away in the safe. His eyes found their way to you as you tried to calm his daughter. He was slow to move in, not wanting to interrupt your space with her. But then Reika looked up from your shoulder over to him. Ruby met ruby.

And Eijiro was sure he fell in love.

You looked down at Reika and then to Eijiro. Her crying had simmered down but she still seemed rather in a fragile state. You carefully walked over to Eijiro who looked down at her. You gave him a gentle smile and carefully put Reika in his arms, making his eyes grow wide. He carefully held her to his chest, putting a hand behind her head as well, to support her head. The both of them looked at each other with identical expressions. Wide ruby eyes and almost confused looks.

Then Eijiro started crying.

He had a smile on his face but tears came to his eyes. “Hey…” He spoke softly. He sniffed as he put a kiss to her forehead. “Hi, Reika. It’s Daddy, princess. Daddy’s here. Sorry I took so long.” You watched him carefully hold her and look down at her as if she was his entire world. Reika didn’t say anything but at least she stopped crying. She reached up to put her soft hands on his face and Eijiro lost it. Full on sobs, snot and tears. It took Reika by surprise to see him cry as he put his head down and squeeze her to his chest. You chuckled at the sight, watching such a big man fight sobs at the sight of baby not even six months old.

Your daughter looked at you almost as if pleading for help.

You put Eijiro on night duty. He had not done it since the first few weeks after she was born so he was a bit rusty but with your supervision, he was a champ. He managed to change her, dress her (he put on her onesie the wrong way the first time) and then watched all wide eyed and interested as you fed her and slowly put her to bed.

You were grateful that she was just like her father in that aspect, one good feeding and she was out like a light, sleeping with her little hands joined together as you covered her in a blanket and allowed her to sleep in her crib. You led Eijiro out of her room as you let out a heavy sigh. You moved to your bed, moving to sit down. You were exhausted and you probably needed to sleep soon.  

Eijiro moved over to sit down next to you as you flopped back to lie down on the bed. You stared up at the ceiling for a second. You heard a low laugh from Eijiro, making you flick your eyes to look over to him. You raised an eyebrow wondering what had him all giggly. He leaned back to look down at you. “You’re… you’re so good with her.” He let out lowly with a gentle smirk. “Seriously. And she’s… she’s perfect.”

“Well, of course she is. I made her.” That made him laugh. You smiled gentle as you looked at him. You put a hand over his. “I’m glad you think so, Eij.”

“Mh.” He carefully moved to scoop you up in his arms rather effortlessly, never ceasing to catch you by surprise. He pulled you up so that you sat on his lap, straddling him with his hands on your hips as he stared up at you with a stupid grin on his face making you giggle. “You know, she is so cute. So cute in fact, that she deserves a sibling for being so cute.” He reached up and kissed you.

You couldn’t help but melt into the kiss, holding him tightly as you let him kiss you. You leaned back with a chuckle once you realised what he had just said to you. You shook your head. “Oh we aren’t doing this again, Eijiro.” You let out lowly. “I know how you think.”

“Oh but you were so sexy whilst pregnant, sugar.” He moved to kiss your neck, his sharp teeth grazing your pulse making you weak. Every kiss to your body had you sinking deeper and deeper into his grasp, so much so that you were sure that before long you would be nothing but clay in his grasp to mould to how he pleases. “You’re sexy right now. Fuck~ All the weight you put on got me chubbing in my pants, honey.” He grabbed at your body harsher, moving your hips down. On instinct, you grind down on his clothed dick that you could already feel pushing against you.

It was true that after putting on weight during your pregnancy, you really didn’t have the time to lose it. It was one of your biggest insecurities but also something that you had sort of tuned out since you were so busy taking care of Reika all the time, you barely noticed how you looked. Of course, you did see members of the Yakuza clan like Tetsu, Mina, Sero and Eijiro’s sister, Tamami, was over all the time to play with your niece and take care of her giving you time to actually take a shower and relax for a bit.

However right now, your stomach was doing flips, feeling his big hands on your body, kneading and grabbing at your skin like he couldn’t get enough of it. He let out a low groan as he moved his kisses back up to your jaw making you gasp. “God, I’ve missed you.” He breathed out.

That was your breaking point. You quickly moved to grab at his shirt, undoing it as fast as you could. The large redhead laughed at your eagerness, finding it rather amusing that you were so eager to have him, but it would be a lie to say that he wasn’t the same. Quickly, you pulled of his shirt, allowing him to rip it off his body and you were on his lips once more. You let your hands feel his warm skin and muscles. You had missed him so much. You had ached for him and his body so much that nothing could satisfy you the way that he could.

“I want you.” You whispered against his lips. You moved to take off your oversized shirt, throwing it off somewhere behind you as well as your bra, and moving back to kiss him eagerly. He immediately went to pinching your nipples making you whine at the pain and pleasure that bloomed together. Eijiro fell back onto the bed, before flipping the both of you over so that you could lie underneath him. He moved to kiss down your body, giving each of your nipples a kiss, promising to give them attention soon, before going down between your legs.

If there was one thing more than anything that Eijiro loved to do to you, it was eating you out until you were crying on his tongue. He got off to it and man did you love it. He threw your thighs over his shoulders as he went mouth first straight into your cunt. You sucked in a breath immediately before letting out a low moan at the feeling of his tongue on your clit, sucking.

You couldn’t help but whine. It had been a long time since you had last gotten any sort of attention like this and you didn’t exactly have the time to get yourself off when you had a newborn in your life now. But now… you felt as if you were in heaven. Eijiro held your thighs as he wiggled his tongue inside you. He loved watching you wiggle and whimper as you didn’t know how to handle him anymore. He found it adorable watching you, but more importantly, he loved watching your sex.

He stuck two fingers inside of you, feeling you clamp down on him, almost wanting more than what he was giving you. You whimpered as you moved your hips, trying to fuck yourself on his fingers. He let out a laugh. “You so needy, baby?” He asked.

“Eijiro please don’t tease me.” You begged as you looked down to him. “Don’t tease me, just…” You grunted as you moved your hips some more. Eijiro curved his fingers making you moan. You were so close. So fucking close. “Just fuck me already!” You shouted at him. “I’ve waited long enough.”

A smirk pulled to his face, finding you so amusing. “God, I love you.” He chuckled as he stood up, his fingers still inside you, making sure you would be able to take his cock as he took off his pants. Oral can wait for later, right now, you wanted a good dicking down and that’s what he was going to give you. He felt you clench around his fingers at the sight of his cock.

You loved Kirishima Eijiro.

But if there was one thing you’d save about him, it would have to be his cock.

It was gorgeous. Thick like a coke can and long enough that you were sure you had still never taken the entire damn thing. You were always left crying and screaming on the thing and damn did you love it. Eijiro had ruined sex from any other man for you and you couldn’t care less. Not when you got to keep his cock all to yourself.  

A grin moved to his face as he carefully moved to shift your body further up the bed along with him. You pulled him down for a kiss, pulling him closer to you so that you could feel him, taste him and breathe him in all at once. Eijiro held you securely kissing you back as he slowly retracted his fingers from inside you, a groan leaving your mouth. You felt so empty without him but you knew that being patient for just a bit longer will get you what you craved.

Eijiro gripped your thighs, separating from you as he pushed your thighs against your chest, bringing your knees to your shoulders. Eijiro kept a hand down against the underside of your thighs as he stared down at the view in front of him. A low groan left his mouth as he slowly stroked his cock at the sight of you all pretty for him. You twitched as you felt the head of his cock move up and down your slit, spreading his precum all over your slit. You bit down on your bottom lip with a whine, so desperate just to take him.  

Slowly you felt the head of his cock slip into you, making you both groan. The feeling of his thick cock inside you was euphoric, feeling every twitch and press into your sex. Eijiro was slow, savouring the wonderous feeling before finally pushing everything inside you. You wiggled a bit, moving to adjust how you were to a more comfortable position as you stared up at him.

With the go ahead from you, Eijiro made swift work into pressing you down, folding you in half and ramming into you hard. You let out moans as you felt him move in and out of you, your sex gripping on to him tightly as if you didn’t want to separate and be without him. He groaned at the feeling of your sex wrapped around his cock, but continued on his pursuit.

The rhythmic thrusts into you were enough to keep your mind numb and happy, content moans left your mouth as you enjoyed the action. Eijiro shifted before thrusting in again, hitting a spot inside you that had you releasing a loud shout. He hit that spot again, and again, and again, and you almost felt as though you were gonna scream. It was an endless assault on your sex.

“Oh shit! Oh fuck- Eijiro! Eijiro right there!” You encouraged as you moved to grip onto his shoulders instead of holding onto your legs, letting them rest on his shoulders. “Right fucking there!” You arched your back as little as you were allowed to with a moan.

However, you were cut off by Eijiro placing a hand around your neck, squeezing gently making your eyes go wide. He stopped for a second as he leaned down closer to you, a smirk on his face. “Now keep quiet honey, you’re gonna wake up my daughter from her precious slumber. Don’t need her waking up because her mother’s too much of a slut.”

He didn’t let go of your neck, squeezing it enough to just leave you breathless but it made you wetter too. You groaned with your eyes rolled back at the blissful feeling of so much pleasure and no air all at the same time. It was almost as if you were floating, and yet you were going to explode at any second. It felt heavenly. Eijiro flexed his fingers allowing you to gasp, your cunt spasming around his cock as you abruptly felt yourself cum hard around him. A strangled keen escaping your mouth as you sunk down closer towards him. However, another squeeze to your neck had your cunt gripping his cock like a vice.

Eijiro loved it. He loved feeling your pulse in the palm of his hand, he loved the feeling of your wet sex wrapped around him, making him feel seconds away from coming inside you. And factually, he was. He held you tight as he focused on fucking into you, heavy breaths tumbling out of his mouth as he focused on moving in and out of you, pounding as he hit your cervix.

He couldn’t think straight even if he wanted to. A groan tumbled out of his throat as he looked up for a second. God, he had missed you. He had missed you so much. He had missed your smile, your laugh, your hands on his body and your cunt. You were still so tight around him and it made a rush go through him knowing that this was the same body that gave him his beloved daughter. “Fuck~ I’m gonna cum.” He rambled out as he let go of you and placed his hands either side of you. You gasped as you finally got air unrestricted. You reached up and held onto him as you took deep breaths. Eijiro had his head buried in the crook of your neck. “I’m gonna cum. Fuck, you feel so good. You feel so fucking good. I’m gonna-”

The words were taken right out of his mouth as pure euphoria went through his body. Eijiro let out a groan of  your name as he held you, his thrusts now slow as he came inside you. You felt so full, feeling him press inside you and cum inside you. You were too tired to care, and honestly you always loved the feeling of him taking you raw. Nothing was better than it. You were addicted to the floating endless feeling of him and you joined together, how it was meant to be.

You were both heaving by the end of it. Exhausted, tired but so content. Then you realised…

You let out a groan. “Eijiro, not again! You came inside me.”

It took your man a second before an amused laugh tumbled out of his lips. “Honey, I thought you loved it when I did that.” He pushed himself back up, his thick hair cascading down his back angelically, reminding you of how gorgeous he was.

You looked up at him tiredly with a pointed look. “I’m not on birth control. I haven’t been for more than a year now.” You reminded him. Eijiro grinned with a smug look on his face. Just at the sight of his expression you swatted his pecs making him laugh.

“What!? I think we can give Reika a sibling or two.” He spoke lowly.

You glared up at him. However, there was an itching feeling inside you that wanted more of him. No matter the risks. You turned to look at him. Eijiro felt your gaze on him and turned to look at you. He chuckled but moved over to you again. Before he could kiss you, you both heard crying.

Crying came out of the baby monitor making you both pause. You groaned but Eijiro chuckled as he gave you a small peck. “You get some sleep, I’m on night duty, remember.” You smiled as you watched him get up, slipping on his pair of boxers before leaving the room. “I’m coming, Reika. Don’t worry.”

You watched with a gentle smile as he left the room. You were glad to see him back with the two of you, where he belonged.

The music of the club was obnoxiously loud. So much so, one could feel the thump of the beat of the current song playing in one’s soul. The dark atmosphere lit by dim and neon lights made the almost delirious feeling of being in the club heightened. Like being stuck in a fever dream.

Kirishima Eijiro walked into the club, his shoulders relaxed and his head held high. An attendant of the club immediately led him towards the VIP section. Kirishima watched everything around him inquisitively. This was one of his newer clubs. Just one of the many ways he got his money, but Eijiro knew everything about the club despite its recent opening.

It was his club after all. The neon sign of Riot indicating exactly who owned the whole establishment. Everything from the bottles of liquor that lined the wall of the bar, the cushioned seats of the booths, to the men and women entertaining in the skimpy outfits on the stage and around the club. Everything was paid for, owned or owed to him.

Or it would be, if people didn’t think stealing from him was a good idea.

Eijiro walked up the double glazed glass stairs, up to the VIP floor. There weren’t many people on the floor. Perfect. He didn’t particularly need an audience for tonight. He walked over to the group of men that sat together, waiting on the redhead.

The moment his presence was registered, instantly all four of them stood. “Boss.” They said simultaneously, serious expressions on their faces.

Eijiro gave them a curt nod, pulling his hands out of his pockets. He sat down on an isolated cushioned one-seater in front of them. His legs spread as he turned his head to look off the balcony at the stage. A pretty brunette on stage, in turquoise heels and matching lingerie. The redhead turned his attention back to the four men who hadn’t moved. Although the four men stood at attention, intimidated by the large man that sat in front of them, they were more aware of the baby that sat in his lap.

A pretty little baby girl with short black hair in little pigtails and red bows. She sat in a red puffy dress and little shoes as she held a rubber duck in her hands. She had wide beautiful ruby eyes and looked so innocent in contrast to her father.

“Sit, gentlemen.” His deep voice rumbled out as he motioned to the seats they were previously sitting on, with thick fingers. At his orders, they sat in front of him, not as relaxed as he seemed to be. “So…” Eijiro started a hard look on his face, he put a large hand to Reika’s head, twirling one of her pigtails. “Report.”

The highest-ranking member in front of him, Mr Tsukishima started speaking but Eijiro wasn’t listening. He knew everything this man was saying to him was utter bullshit and was surprised that even when sitting in front of him, he had the balls to lie to him. It made his jaw tense and his hands itch to hit something. His large fingers ticked in anger, however the feeling of his daughter’s soft little hands hold onto him thumb in interest calmed him down. Reika leaned back against her father, putting the rubber duck in her mouth to chew on.

Like an angel of saving grace, a beautiful woman walked over to them. Black heeled knee high boots clacking on the ground, instantly catching Eijiro’s attention before even seeing her. You appeared to his right, a tablet in hand and your eyes half lidded in an alluring look. Eijiro looked to you. You wore the black club uniforms, not a performer but a waiter. A name tag written, Honey.

“Anything you want, gentlemen?” You asked, balancing your weight on one leg, highlighting the fishnet stockings you wore over your skin.

Eijiro looked you up and down. His red crimson eyes eating you up unashamedly. “Rum. Ice.” He ordered simply.

You took all their orders, noting it down on your tablet. You nodded your head once you got all of them. “Order coming up.” You turned on your heels, eyes glancing at the redhead, an unnoticeable wink sent his way as you passed by him, hips swaying dangerously close to his head. Reika looked up to you with a gurgle of excitement, waving you goodbye as you left.

The redhead noticed the men across from him and the lingering gazes on you. A surge of pride and possessiveness blooming from his chest as his sharp smirk broadened. He cleared his throat. “Gentlemen, let's cut to the chase.” He adjusted his seating. “I came here to find out two things. One I already know. First off, where is my money.” He listed on one of his thick fingers. His face not showing any signs of anger or resentment which made the men across from him stiffen. “And two, are you lying to me? Now I already know that one, from the moment you opened your mouths, so that leaves me with the missing five million yen.”

“Mr Kirishima…” Eijiro’s predatorial blood red eyes shot to Mr Tsukishima. His face expressionless as he waited for an explanation. It made the man in front of him swallow hard as he adjusted his seating. A nervous chuckle came from him. “I… we… have n-no idea what you’re talking about.”

You came back with their drinks, having fetched them from the VIP bar. You placed the four men’s drinks on the table but personally handed Eijiro’s to him. The redhead took a sip of the alcohol in his glass. He motioned for you to come closer to him. “Clear?” He asked.

You nodded your head. “Empty.” You spoke in borderline silence only for the redhead to hear.

Eijiro nodded. “Gentlemen, I would like you to meet my lovely second in command, Kirishima Y/N.” He motioned to his right over to you. At the name of the infamous Yakuza’s wife, they paled. You waved over to them with a smile. “And she’s been telling me all the shit that has been happening behind my back, here.” Eijiro continued. “Now, I am a generous man, so I’ll give you all five seconds to put all my money back into my account.” He stated simply. His expression was void of anything. “One.”

“Mr Kirishima, we can explain-” They started making excuses.

“Two.” Eijiro wasn’t in a merciful mood tonight. He had to fly all the way down here to deal with these fools, when he should be at home. When you all should have been at home together. “Three.”  Mr Tsukishima started typing on his phone furiously as the others started spewing nonsense Eijiro couldn’t bring himself to listen to.

You pulled out a suppressed pistol from one of your boots. You turned off the safety and checked the weapon over. Reika reached up to you in want with a whine. “Mama.” She waved over to you.

“Not now baby, mama’s working. Just give me a minute, please.” You said sweetly with an air kiss to her.

“Four.” Eijiro downed the rum and placed it on the glass table in front of him. He adjusted Reika on his lap, grabbing her rubber duck and squeezing it to draw her attention. “Fi-”

“IT’S THERE!” His phone vibrated. You paused and looked towards your husband for his call. Eijiro raised an eyebrow in surprise. He pulled out his phone. A notification from his bank. “It’s there! Just please, Mr Kirishima. Mercy.” They begged.

Eijiro waited a second. He smiled. He stood up, his daughter hypnotised by the duck and the squeaky noises it made in his hands that kept her looking anywhere that wasn’t at them. Without a word he nodded to all of them and turned around. All four of them breathed a sigh of relief. Eijiro made his way to the exit then he stopped. “By the way gentlemen,” He tilted his head to look back at them. “You didn’t pay me with interest.” He raised a single hand and motioned to you. “Honey, do you mind?” Eijiro looked down at his beautiful daughter as he squeezed the duck, his large body blocking out the scene you would create. “Reika, princess. You ready to go home?” He asked sweetly.

Without looking back he went down the stairs, hearing only the sounds of bodies falling on the ground.

This was a great way to end breedingtober. Just a reminder of what I had said early in october. Some stuff came up and i can't finish the last two things. I'm sorry to disappoint you but I really can't. I've just been posting what has already been written for quite some time now. So yah. I apologise for that once again.

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ETA: Someone reblogged this with the tag 'pretty correct and in character' and... yeah. You're right. 😅

[sattosugu]

kirishima tooru in every episode 

the yakuza’s guide to babysitting 1/12

[animemakeblog]

“Raise wa Tanin ga Ii” The Manga For Gets TV Anime

The television anime adaptation of Asuka Konishi's manga Raise wa Tanin ga Ii (Yakuza Fiancé: Raise wa Tanin ga Ii) was revealed on the official Afternoon magazine website.

[bethanysac]

Omg catching up on the latest Chapters of Yakuza Fiancé and Oooh!! Ch 38 got 🔥, also the end of chapter extas!!!! Omg! Kirshima just happy to be here

[ms-kaie-lurks]

Yoshino's so pure! I LOVE HER!

So happy with how this chapter turned out. Yoshino's best FL, and she deserves a better "first". ❤️💯

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