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i cant get this scenario out of my head! bonten members like sanzu and ran and mikey with their s/o maybe out to dinner with all the bonten execs and he gets jealous watching her purposefully "flirt" with other members/ignoring him so her fingers her under the table and she has to try to hold back her noises, but shes also slightly turned on by it. meanwhile hes acting like nothings happening! ugh i need this in my life!

UNDER THE TABLE — WE PLAY

ft. sanzu, ran, mikey

tw. fem!reader, exhibtionsim, voyeurism, jealous boyo, possessive boyo, fingering, dirty talk, dom!w/sub!reader

an. ah nonnie, i need this in my life too <3

❁ SANZU

sanzu guides you to your seat, his hand softly laid on your lower back, calloused pads rubbing against the sheer material adorned on your body. pulling your seat out first you manage to tuck something in his tight pocket before sitting down as he takes his seat beside you.

sanzu shoves his hand in his pocket when the dinner begins, his digits trace across the frilly fabric—cock throbbing while he feels around more noticing your panties in his hand, he smiles to himself—guiding his hand to rest on your thigh while the other bonten members take their seats.

“kokonoi you look so cute today” you comment, a sweet crooked grin sewed on your face, “the black suit looks so good on you” you add, and the black hair male chokes on his water, a prominent blush tinting his cheeks. sanzu grips your thigh, drawing his eyes in your direction.

kokonoi avoids the searing gaze sanzu flickers his way, content with your words you start a decent conversation with the other members while sanzu trails his fingers down your leg till he reaches your bare cunt, tips grazing through your folds.

sanzu leans down, hot breath fanning against the shell “trying to flirt with other people while i’m inside you, you’re so cute” his words caress your ear while his fingers do the same, slipping past your slit as he reaches your clenching hole.

your elbows lay against the table, winching when he curls the digit, mikey turns to sanzu starting a conversation “what time is the meeting tomorrow?” he questions, sanzu pushes past the tight hold from your gummy walls—he’s so casual like sanzu isn’t pumping his two thick fingers into you right now, the juices coating his wrist.

“around five” sanzu answers, lifting his eyes from mikey to look at you, his chest fills with pride when he catches the gaze of kokonoi turning his head away, your thighs clench around his hand—struggling not to squeal, moan—do anything fucking thing besides remain silent while your coil is snapping tightly against your stomach.

“i gotta take my princess somewhere before but i’ll be there” he smiles, bending over to place a kiss on your cheek, a slow slur of his words knocking against your ear “keep playing games with me and you’ll be doing more then cumming on my fingers.”

your cheeks feel warm, hot skin burning to the bone when sanzu runs his thumb up to circle your puffy clit, bottom lip held so tightly under your teeth blood seeps to your mouth, a final glance at your boyfriend—he’s so composed, talking and laughing while his knuckles are pushing past your tight hole.

the only time he loses a scene is when you finally let go, crowding your face with your hands as the orgasm hits you hard, his fingers coated with your juices. sanzu pulls his fingers away, dipping them in his mouth and continuing the conversation “koko—have you ever tasted something so sweet?” he laughs when kokonoi is completely bewildered by the comment.

“that you’re ruining your whole meal and having it right now?” sanzu stands to his feet, gently tugging you with him and waving an arm to the other members while he makes his way to have you in the car with him, now.

❁ RAN

ran knows for damn sure rindou isn’t this funny, your lips curling into another smile as his younger brother makes his girlfriend laugh for the nth time tonight as they both shared work at dinner.

ran clicks his tongue at the bitter taste in his mouth, hovering an arm around your shoulders and pulling you closer “god he’s so funny isn’t he?” ran squeezes your shoulder before letting go, rindou rolls his eyes before telling another story about ran almost burning down their childhood home.

ran slides his hand against your thigh, not a warning let out before he’s swiping at your clothed cunt, a yelp rolling from your lungs, “what’s wrong?” rindou questions, quirking his eyebrow up noticing one of his brother's hands missing from the table.

“n-nothing” your voice squeaks out while ran rubs soft circles against your clit, the thin fabric already gathering wetness at the contact. “don’t be shy now angel, you were laughing at all my brother's jokes earlier” ran comments, pressing down on your puffy clit with every word slithering from his lips.

“i’ll be back” rindou gets up from the table, embarrassment flooding his face—ran leans down at the short time prayed alone with the both of you “what’s wrong with you?” your eyes flicker in anger, teeth gritting in frustration as your upcoming orgasm rolls through your body, ran pushes his pads harder “i think rindou needs to be reminded who exactly you belong to.”

“it’s too bad he won’t see you cum around my fingers” ran fake pouts, shushing your squeal from lending ears when your juices taint your panties. rindou comes back on que, scooting back in his seat while the pleasure washes through your body.

rindou doesn’t see anything other than his brother tucking a pink lacey fabric in his chest pocket, and his hand resigning back under the table— but this time, ran will make sure rindou sees it this time.

❁ MIKEY

“you’re so fucking wet” mikey mumbles in your ear, rubbing his hand across your fabric covered pussy and how could you not be? he’s been toying with you all night while his men circled around the dinner table at a small restaurant.

maybe it’s because you slightly flirted with his number two or the fact you kept giggling at the haitani’s poor attempt at jokes yet that doesn’t matter now, mikey is starving for your reaction, continuing his slow pace on your cunt.

kokonoi talks money, sanzu argues about business and akashi tries to calm down kakucho from ordering more liquor—their boss is rather busy right now, jealousy filtering his mind and working on making you cum—after all, he needs to refresh the memories of everyone around who owns you.

and who makes you cum? because it sure isn’t a single soul around the fucking table except for him—effortlessly carding his hand through his hair while the other pulls your orgasm to the surface.

he sneers his eyes at you—nobody matters except for you and your perfect pussy while his fingers are being drenched by your juices, small whimpers escaping your lips when he finally presses down on your sensitive clit and you cum—hard, so fucking hard you’re sure everybody knows.

mikey jets his static orbs around the table as every one of his men avoid his fatal stare, he grips your thighs motioning you to lean into his touch, “wait until we get home—how hard you’re going to cum around my cock and how fucking messy your hole will be when i’m done.”

@hertani

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his friends calls you discord kitten !!

pairing. kurokawa izana x f! reader themes. established semi-relationship, gamer! izana (gaming streamers! haitani brothers), implied discord kitten reader, modern au, fluff, timeskip! izana (aged up: 23-24 years old) wc. 3k warnings. non sfw (explicit), mean dom! izana, sub reader, praises (pretty & pretty girl), degradation, phone sex (except it’s through the discord video call), gaslighting if you squint, fingering summary. he’s already been restless to begin with honestly, and it doesn’t help that his state made him lose a ranked match. so what was better than to indulge in his little discord kitten to feel better? MDNI.

IZANA     Today at 2:03 am miss u u up? i’m gonna play lol  u wanna hop in vc?  let’s talk, i miss hearing ur voice

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[chuuyuck]

hello!! can i have hc or a drabble with sanzu and mikey +f!reader in a poly relationship?? thanks <3

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tw. fem!reader, poly relationship, threesome, mxm (they kiss) f!oral, finger sucking, praise, cursing, both softdom!w/sub!reader

wc. 882

an. hiya babe! i hope you like <3

soft giggles flutter through the room, under waves of cotton fabrics sanzu leaves featherlight kisses against your bare skin, your fingers neatly gripped against his rosey strands.

“stop moving” he laughs, blowing warm air against your stomach, you wiggle away from his body “it’s ticklish stop” you snicker back, gripping his hair harder and guiding him towards your mouth, sanzu smiles through your lips, dragging his tongue over your bottom lip.

“what’re you two doing?” mikey grumbles, ripping the covers from your tangled limbs, he glances over clothes missing from both of your bodies and bites from sanzu adorned on your skin.

“n-nothin” sanzu chirps, avoiding mikey’s vicious glare—he flickers to your hand tucked neatly under sanzu’s underwear, “oh so we’re playing without me now?” mikey leans down over sanzu, pushing your hand away and gliding his hand underneath the sheer fabric, gripping the length whilst his lips connect to sanzu’s own.

“hey no fair manjiro” you protest, pouting prominently while you watch his lips curl into a smile, sanzu whines through the kiss shared between them. mikey leans back with a string of spit connecting their mouths “is my princess jealous?“ he coos, tilting his body and towering over you, “do i need to make you feel good?” he crawls over you, jetting his gaze over to sanzu’s dazed look.

“y-yeah” you whisper, feeling his hands toy with your bottoms, sanzu climbs over to you setting your head in his lap while mikey works your shorts off—fully bare at the lower half of your body, he lets sanzu take your shirt off.

“so pretty” sanzu praises, lithe fingers laying gentle on your tits and swirling his calloused pads on your hardened nipples. mikey nestles between your legs, iron grip against the plush skin while he spreads them apart.

“haruchiyo she’s so wet” mikey casts his eyes at sanzu before dipping his head down and running his tongue through your folds, sanzu grabs your hands at the quake of your body adjusting to his tongue—pulling your finger to his mouth “suck pretty baby” he groans, finger pushing past his lips and tongue swirling around your digit.

mikey flicks your puffy clit with his tongue, teeth indenting onto sanzu’s finger at the action, a hiss ruptured through his lungs—mikey chuckles through your pussy continuing the motion of his tongue running circles across your bundle of nerves.

“she taste good?” sanzu moans, watching your lips sucked harshly against his finger, drool slipping from the corners of your mouth, “wanna taste?” mikey questions, prodding his warm muscle in your clenching hole.

mikey leans back from your cunt, a whine vibrating through sanzu finger as he crawls gently over your body and gripping the back of sanzu’s head crashing his lips against his mouth, hand dropping by your side as their tongues collide with each other.

“so sweet” sanzu murmurs when mikey pulls away, using his thumb to wipe away the excess saliva hanging from his lips, mikey smirks back looking down at you—that adorable pout painted back on your face.

“you’re so cute” mikey praises, shifting off his clothes and hanging over you again— “you always fuck her” sanzu rolls his eyes, watching your legs wrap around mikey’s hips, sanzu huffs when you try to grab his hand, “i want haru” you pry off of mikey’s grip and straddle sanzu, rolling your wet cunt across his clothed bulge.

mikey pinches his nose in annoyance “you’re both spoiled brats.” sanzu grins feeling mikey pull his underwear off and your body hovering over his stiff cock, mikey shuffles behind you wrapping his arms around your body while you sink down and begin rocking your hips.

sanzu lips part, small broken moans exhale from his mouth—eyes knocking white while your body above him bounces on his cock, mikey lays his chin on your shoulder leaving a wet strip across the shell “such a good girl” mikey groans, rutting his cock against your back, greedy fingers snaking down to your cunt, finding your swollen clit and circling it.

your pussy clenches, a sloppy pace induced while mikey rubs harsher—a shallow smile spreading through his lips “you’re gonna cum on haru’s cock, but i’m the one making you cum” mikey slurs the words, reaching his other hand to pinch your pebbled nipple.

sanzu bucks his hips up when your juices flutter through his cock, the amount of slick coating his cock and transpiring him to tip over into his own orgasm, sanzu throws his head back listening to your half hearted moans.

mikey keeps a slow pace against your back, dragging his cock against the skin till his cock twitches, gasping when the mess leaks through to your bare skin, sanzu jerks your hips down while his seed paints your walls, you’re mind absolutely blown at the waves of pleasure jolting through your nerves.

sanzu keeps his hands on your hips pulling you down flush to his chest, pressing a kiss to your temple as mikey drops beside him brushing strands of his rosey hair from his face.

“pretty boy” you coo, looking over at mikey while you nestle harder in sanzu’s neck, his cheeks burn red at the words throwing his hands over his face, sanzu whips over to mikey, “are you blushing?” he squeaks and mikey swats his hand away, “no!” mikey lies, hiding his prominent blush and smile.

tagging— @hertani

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his friends calls you discord kitten !!

pairing. kurokawa izana x f! reader themes. established semi-relationship, gamer! izana (gaming streamers! haitani brothers), implied discord kitten reader, modern au, fluff, timeskip! izana (aged up: 23-24 years old) wc. 3k warnings. non sfw (explicit), mean dom! izana, sub reader, praises (pretty & pretty girl), degradation, phone sex (except it’s through the discord video call), gaslighting if you squint, fingering summary. he’s already been restless to begin with honestly, and it doesn’t help that his state made him lose a ranked match. so what was better than to indulge in his little discord kitten to feel better? MDNI.

IZANA     Today at 2:03 am miss u u up? i’m gonna play lol  u wanna hop in vc?  let’s talk, i miss hearing ur voice

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Possessive Ran HCS

It’s nearly 2am I don’t know what I’m doing with my life anymore, but here’s to manifesting Ran into my dreams tonight 🙏🏻😭💖

CONTAINS SUGGESTIVE MATERIALS SO 🔞

•Sprays you with the same perfume he wears so everyone knows that you are his (also swapped your shampoo with the one he uses it actually makes your hair super silky)

•You’ll be talking to the rest of Bonten when he would suddenly appear and pull you into a deep kiss, then winks at you and leaves as if he didn’t just make out with you in front of the whole gang

•Changes his contact name on your phone to ‘My Boyfriend/Daddy <3’ and randomly calls you so it displays on your screen when you are out with your friends. He’s now the ‘Pizza Guy’ in your contacts

•Leaves hickeys along the back of your neck where you couldn’t see, then purposely ask you to wear your hair up when you go out

•Sometimes if he sees another male sitting too close to you, he would saunter up, slam his baton down between you, pull you onto his lap while saying ‘just ignore me♡’, then coldly grins at the man from behind you. They all got the hint

•Dirty talks in your ear no matter who’s present and where you are. Like he would groan into your ear, loudly whispering that you are too fucking beautiful and he wants you under him

•Christened his desk in his executive office with you on it

•He left the door ajar on purpose

•So the rest of Bonten could hear you that ‘only Ran can make you come’

•Rindou tore down the hallway into Mikey’s office to beg the leader to change his office to another location, anywhere but next to his brother’s

•Mikey did move him. To the room straight underneath Ran’s

•Ran carried you out of his office afterwards because you couldn't walk with a proud grin

•Rindou spent the whole night googling ‘entry requirements for monasteries’

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Hello! May I request a scenario where Mikey, Baji, Nahoya, and Souya try on a period cramp simulator? It would be even funnier if their girlfriend was on max and she's still doing fine ( maybe a little uncomfortable but still better than the guys. )

prompt: period cramp challenge, let's go!

characters: Manjiro "Mikey" Sano, Ken "Draken" Ryuguji, Kawata Nahoya "Smiley" and Kawata Souya "Angry".

genre: fluffy, comedy 😂, and cramp comfort

note: I just imagine the pain in their faces 😂 this is such a smart challenge, thank you for the request darlin!

Manjiro Sano "Mikey"

"Are you sure you want this?" You ask him one last time, adjusting device's belt around his waist so that it stays pressed right to his belly.

Last words: "I'll be okay, _______-chy." He sends you one of his sunny smiles. It's really impressive how much he can endure in a fight after so much blows, but this pain is a whole new level. But it would be pointless to keep warning him, when Mikey settles on something, nothing can change his mind.

You lay down with him, the same device wrapped around your tummy, and you give him a good luck gaze before setting up and starting.

Level of Vibrations = Increasing

30 seconds: Mikey only press his lips together, but you can notice he's holding himself.

2 minutes: his nails start scratching the mattress as he holds onto, but he keeps still, looking at the ceiling and trying to breath evenly.

5 minutes: his face is reddening and he lets out a small whimper, before he searchs for your hand. He gives you a firm squeeze, not to only to endure the pain, but someway comfort you, since you're also going through this.

10 minutes: his eyes start watering, but he keeps still, biting his bottom lip so hard that it bruises.

You turn off the device, and his arms are around you immediately, holding your body tight and wetting his shoulder with his tears.

"I don't want you to go through this again, ______-chy." He press his face onto your neck, still hugging you like a koala. "M'gonna hunt all those cramps so they don't bother you again."

Ken Ryuguji "Draken"

Last words: "Do I really need to do this?" He asks as you prepared everything. "I think I have an idea of how much this hurts." He lived his whole life besides women, and he can still remember how chaotic things got when they were in their period.

You assured him you would stop after five minutes. He sighs, but gives you a nod. Maybe this would help him understand better your pain and increase the way he takes of you on the way, so it won't be a waste. And besides, the ache is probably similar to some he felt on his past.

Level of Vibrations = Intense

How wrong he was.

30 seconds: "Dude, what the heck?" He squirms a bit, bothered by the gross way the pain comes, it feel like he's been punched in the stomach by Pah-chin.

2 minutes: "How it's not five minutes already?!" He groans, his long legs kicking and throwing the layers of blankets on the bed. "Freaking evil thing!"

5 minutes: "Enoooough!" He roars, ripping the belt apart by force and throwing the device away from his body.

He takes deep breaths like he actually almost passed out, cradling his own body and looking at you with widen eyes. "Baby, how the heck you bear this every month? It's insane!"

Kawata Nahoya "Smiley"

Last words: "LET'S GO!" Always cheering, your boyfriend grins as you prepared the session. It really amazes you the way he brightly deals with painful situations like this. He was the one bought that device in the first place, curious to see how cramps worked on practice.

Really a nutty. But you appreciate his willing the same way.

Level of Vibrations: increasing.

30 seconds: "It tickles!" He says, actually giggling while the cramps build up against his skin.

2 minutes: "They are really mean, aren't they?" Even when he's complaining, there's still a grin on his face, his toes curling from the ache.

5 minutes: He's rolling side to side on the bed. "This is so painful!" He giggles, like he was leaving a new adventure.

10 minutes: Tears are running freely on his face, and you're taking the remote to stop. "No!" He protests, chuckling through the pain. "I can handle it.... Ten more minutes."

20 minutes: His eyes are fixed on the ceiling, his body motionless. "I can't feel anything."

Your boyfriend got dizzy for a whole hour before falling asleep.

Kawata Souya "Angry"

Last words: "C'mon, I want to do it!" He insists, handing you the device. Since his brother told him about this experience, Souya has been wanting to do it as well, and you can't sort out the reason behind it. Maybe Nahoya is nagging him, or he's trying to be the strong man for you, but regardless, you do not want to make him suffer, nor cry.

Because we know what happens when this man cry.

But you have no choice other than helping him get settled, knowing he would get very grumpy if you didn't support him on this.

You can only hope for the best.

Level of Vibrations: intense (his request)

30 seconds: He squirms a bit but tries to hang on, his expression concentrated. The ache from it is making him go to the moon, so hurtful, that tears start forming on his eyes.

2 minutes: The pain is unbearable, it's too intense and non-stop, and even though he've been through a lot a fights, this is really a different kind of struggle. He can't stand anymore, so he cries out, tears in his eyes as tears the device from him and throws right on the wall with all the rage.

He's fuming, so mad, not for his own pain, but from the fact that you have to endure this for so many years. But nothing that a good couple of cuddles and kisses can't do to calm him down.

Reblogs and comments are very much appreciated! ❤️

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『 NEED TO KNOW 』

-> in which ran haitani is simply one call away when you’re needy and desperate

-> WARNINGS . . . afab/fem bodied reader / use of ‘ atta girl ‘ / use of princess / kinda fuck boyish ran / phone sex / mutual masturbation on the phone / rans kind of a cocky shit /

-> WORD COUNT . . . 743

-> ROMI NOTE . . . ok i have never written shit like this before but it was kinda a reqs from here. i did take a diff approach with it so anon hope you like it anyway !? anyways. bon apple teeth. also ty to @s-ugei nd @hvitvnisbvby for checking this for me woo! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

THESE SITUATIONS WERE A COMMON OCCURRENCE FOR RAN HAITANI. various women coming in and out of his home, sole purpose of a quick fuck and moving on to the next. the security in it because of the lack of emotional attachment, although there was always a good few that would blow up his phone more times than he’d like. using the block button rather liberally, not wasting his time on trying to get with someone who clearly didn’t understand the point of a hook up.

however, every once in a while he’d entertain a couple of them if he liked them enough. spending another night with them, more so for the sake of inflating his ego. he knew how to break someone with minimal effort, curling his fingers or flicking his tongue just right. it was all just a game to him, playing the right cards when he needs to. you just happened to be the next move. calling him right as he was about to dial a number of some chick he couldn’t remember the name of, saving him the trouble.

pressing the phone to his ear, raising an eyebrow as he awaits to hear who this possibly could be. yet all he got was silence until he listened a little closer, a soft pant coming through the other end of the line. a hushed squelch joining the mix before a high pitched whine echoed in his ears, “need you ‘s bad.” ran swallowed the lump in his throat, his free hand trailing down to his sweats to palm his semi hard cock. he quickly recognized your voice, a whine that he could never forget. you were someone that ran couldn’t get out of his head, not a single woman he’s fucked could come close to you.

“need what princess?” he breathed out, tugging his sweats down low enough to free his cock from the confinement of the sweats. thumbing at the beads of precum, clenching his jaw to avoid releasing a groan. he needed to hear you say it, needed to hear you say that you needed his help. wrapping his hand around his length, almost sighing in relief when you finally admitted it. leaning back against the pillows on his bed, slowly dragging his fist against his cock. “help me cum please.” ran’s lips curved into a smirk, wishing he could see the way you were struggling to reach that one spot he was sure you were looking for.

“start by teasing yourself and move slowly for me, yeah?” he spoke lowly into the phone. ran made you work up to it at his own pace, shifting through the cycles until the squelch of your cunt was more than audible to him. his words were beyond just filthy, teaching you to drag your digits through your folds, circle around your clit before actually touching it, prodding at your hole that he could almost see dripping with your juices. god, he wishes you were with him so he could fuck you how he wants.

“slide one of your fingers in princess.” he whispered, wincing at the ache in his cock. he was doing his best to be patient, trying to equally focus on both you and himself. he felt hot, sweat stuck to his body like a thick blanket. a moan broke through his lips, hearing the way you whined his name as you dragged your digit in and out of your folds. encouraging you to add another finger, allowing you to pick up the pace. “don’t get too greedy.” he grunted, viscid substances coating his hand. ran took note of the way your moans got louder, the low squeak of the bed in the background. he could tell your orgasm was beginning to creep on you by the change of your pitch, and fortunately for him, his wasn’t that far from his reach either.

everything about this was so pornographic, no amount of amateur or professional films could come close to this exact moment. “‘m gonna cum!” he heard you cry out, his tempo rising as his orgasm inched closer. “cum for me princess.” he choked out, holding out until he could hear your voice start breaking up. a string of curse words slipped through his lips, thick spurts of cum coated his abdomen. rans chest heaved, matching your uneven breath sounds on the other side of the phone.

“atta girl.”

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anon said: hi ace🖤could i get one shot for dazai from bungo stray dogs where he meets and falls in love with the cute but mysterious bartender from bar lupin. he then gets sent on a mission by the port mafia to get rid of an assassin that’s been killing other mafia members, only for him to discover that the assassin is actually the reader

pairing: port mafia!dazai osamu x bartender!assassin!reader

warnings: mentions of suicide (its dazai what did you expect?), death, guns, violence, drinking. all in all i love how this turned out and the dynamic :)

word count: 1200+

fandom: bungou stray dogs

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would u write reader rough makin out with bonten mikey, ran, koko (separet) in their office but someone knocks to come in so he hides reader under his desk and reader teases him, sucks him off while hes tryin to stay calm? pls i love ur writin!

UNDER THE DESK

ft. mikey, ran, kokonoi

tw. fem!reader, m!oral, exhibtionsim, praise, dirty talk, teasing, slight voyeurism, dom!w/sub!reader

an. i hope you like babe! <3

❁ MIKEY

mikey shifts your body meekly in his lap, rough palms gripping at the fat on your legs while his tongue dips deeper in your mouth.

“pretty girl” he murmurs in your mouth, “keep rubbing your ass on me like that and you know what happens” he breathes heavy now, practically panting while your hips rolls harsher on his growing bulge.

he smiles through your lips when you drags across the ache of his cock, your clothed cunt forming a wet spot on him, mikey bares his needy side now, teeth colliding while he presses his face harder on you. he’s lost, the lingering thought of bending you over his office desk and splitting your cunt open in one swift motion but he jerks away the moment the door creaks open ceasing everything.

pink hair shuffles through the door, hanging his head low until he’s right in front of mikey’s desk finally dragging his head up to meet eyes with his boss.

“yes?” mikey spreads his legs further in the chair, leaning back till his hand supports his chin. “need your signature” sanzu waves a couple of papers near mikey, and squints his eyes when mikey just stares at him blankly.

“is that all you need?” mikey questions, and he’s so composed right now, his legs spread open just for your invitation and since he’s so inviting—you just can’t help yourself palming at his stiff hard bulge.

“you also have a meeting, i’ll walk with you” sanzu begins to sit in the chair seated in front of mikey, and that’s when you directly pull his cock out, so angry—dripping red at the tip and oozing a sticky substance, “oh god” mikey groans, shutting his eyes and gripping the top of your head.

“a-are you okay?” sanzu asks, worry masking his turquoise eyes, mikey clenches his jaw when you put his length in your warm mouth.

“i am f-fine” mikey utters, nails biting at the leather armchair when you begin bobbing your head, tongue swirling on the sensitive head.

mikey glances down at your eyes fluttering up to him, tears swelling in your eyes when you sink down to his stomach, nose brushing the skin. he narrows his eyes before raising his static orbs back to sanzu, “you can go now, give me five” mikey grits his teeth and sanzu simply nods his head before heading out, taking another peek at his boss before gliding out the door.

“i’m surprised you were even able to talk” you tease, slithering over mikey, grabbing his cock and pumping it, he groans deeper gripping your face and crashing his lips on yours.

“i’ll be surprised if you can even walk after this” he sputters through your lips, fingers hiking up your dress and slamming you down on his length. a moan rips from your throat while mikey hands claw at your back bouncing you on his length.

sanzu will have to wait a little more than five minutes while mikey fucks you, devours you and plays with you—just like you did under his desk.

❁ RAN

“your throat feels so fuckin’ good” ran moans, pushing your face harder on his length, he lays a hand gently under your chin guiding your lips up and down—the amount of drool drips past your lips, staining his pressed pants.

ran is supposed to be taking calls today, squeezing in clients and hassling deals but he’s a little busy right now—you’re kneeled between his legs, hands wrapped around his length while your lips attach around his sensitive head.

“ran why don’t you ever answer the fucking phone?” rindou yells, busting open the door to his office and plopping down. he spreads his legs making himself comfortable and ran quickly ushers you under the desk, but keeps a hand sternly on your head to keep you sucking him off.

“why don’t you ever know how to fucking knock?” ran chews on his inner cheek, cock throbbing inside your mouth at the action—mere deed of his brother unknowingly sitting in the same room as you keep bobbing your head.

rindou rolls his eyes, pulling out his phone to scroll mindlessly “why are you here?” ran questions, your nails dig into his thighs, focusing on the vein rounding his shaft and tongue guiding over it.

ran holds his fist over his mouth, sinking his teeth into the flesh, rindou cocks his eyebrow up at his brother before clearing his throat “bored” he murmurs.

ran rolls his eyes before knocking them down, your mouth works wonders on his cock, hollowing your cheeks and sucking him with such perfection, inhaling him dry.

he feels his core engulfing in flames, spark igniting at every suck, slurp your tongue, mouth even hands pull from his weeping cock. “fuck” ran groans, rindou darts his eyes up at his brother, deadpanning back when ran’s cheeks dust a pale pink.

rindou rises to his feet, the sounds of his shoes nipping against the floors—he heads towards the direction of the door before turning his head back “tell your girl i said hey, mouth so full probably won’t be able to say anything back” rindou chuckles before slamming the door.

ran throws his head back at the noise, rutting his cock down your throat till his seed coats your windpipe and it seeps through your lips. “look so pretty” ran coos, smearing the excess over your puffy mouth. and your thighs clench harder at his actions, the image of rindou knowing the entire time making your core throb.

❁ KOKONOI

kokonoi has been talking for what feels like hours, you had almost convinced him to lock his office door and fuck you against his wooden desk.

but mikey had to ruin it and kokonoi said it’s best if you hide under his desk—maybe he was wanting you to pull his pretty cock out at the chance he just gave you.

you can hear the litter of moans vibrate through his chest, kokonoi finds your head and grips against the scalp, and you can’t help but smile while your boyfriend continues the conversation as you take him in your mouth.

your hands come up to toy with his balls, length hardening with every slow drag of your tongue against the muscle, the slurs of words lay gently in your ear.

mikey has to know what is happening to him, but maybe he just doesn’t care as they continue their conversation, kokonoi tripping over his words and groaning subconsciously.

mikey grows silent before you hear soft murmurs of words and the door quietly closing, kokonoi pulls you to your feet, spinning you around and jerking your bottoms to your ankles “need you so fuckin’ bad” kokonoi whines, pushing his cock against your hole and sinking in with one harsh thrust.

his hands lay beside your hips while he pumps harder, cock scraping your gummy walls “sucked me off so good princess, gonna fill this pretty pussy up” kokonoi hips slam against your ass, his orgasm bubbling at the top.

lewd noises filter through the room as kokonoi pounds into your tight cunt harder and harder and mikey just can’t help himself as he presses his ear closer to the door, listening to your pretty moans and whimpers, pants tightening at every sound he craves.

tagging— @hertani

[chuuyuck]

pin-up doll.

— minors don’t interact.

— wc: 3,6K.

content + warnings: 18+, including: dom!haruchiyo sanzu, oral sex (f! receiving), baby trapping, scratching, breeding kink, creampie, manipulation, praise, worship, nicknames, pain play, mention of lactation kink, slight degradation (really slight tbh), mention of daddy kink, edging, orgasm control, mating press, unprotected sex.

pairings: bf!sanzu haruchiyo x fem!reader.

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— Look, look! Haruchiyo! — You came running into the apartment with something in hand and Sanzu raised his eyes from the table where he was arranging cutlery and plates to organize the dinner he had ordered to be delivered, as soon as his head appeared at the end of the apartment hallway and you could see where your boyfriend was, your feet ran in that same direction. — Look! — Your hands lifted something shiny in his direction, and instinctively his head tried to move away so that eyes could focus properly on what was being shown. — Remember the job interview? That one from last week? — Your boyfriend looked wide-eyed and nodded in agreement, opening his arms toward you to take you in a welcome hug. — I did it! Damn it, I did it! Finally!

Oh, he knew you had been looking for a job for so long. So long that Sanzu even helped you send resumes by e-mail and spent sleepless nights stroking you while your fingers were busy tiring from scheduling job interviews from south to north Tokyo.

— I can't believe it, sweetie! Really? — He opened a satisfied smile as you jumped into his arms and completed the hug. — Oh, fuck, I should have bought us something better for dinner tonight, we could have gone out to eat at some restaurant in Roppongi Hills and... — You interrupted him, and denied it with your head.

— What? No! No... I wanted to celebrate with just you, anything is good to eat when it's just the two of us having dinner together. — You leaned in to place a kiss on his lips and felt Haruchiyo's hands caress your back and hips before moving up your arms and placing one on either side of your face to hold you in place.

— You deserve this and much more, you know that, don't you? If I could I would stop all of Tokyo for every achievement of yours, that's what my girl deserves. — And then he gave your cheeks a gentle squeeze before opening a wide smile. — At the weekend I'll talk to the guys in Bonten about closing a club in Shinjuku to celebrate, what do you think? — Your head nodded happily.

— On Saturday? — You asked, stepping aside to let the bag you were holding on one of the chairs, and Haruchiyo nodded before returning to handing out food to the two plates. — Oh, right, Saturday is great! I think I would be too tired on Sunday night if we went to a club because my work starts next Monday and...

And then Sanzu's ears muffled any and all sound around him. What? Monday? It was too early! Too sudden! You were going to start work that early? But he didn't even know the company that hired you properly, he didn't even know the work team that you would be part of! How could you accept a job so suddenly? His mind began to replay your line over and over again, as if replaying a disgusting truth with increasing disgust turned it into an acceptable lie.

Next Monday.

— What? — Haruchiyo asked, turning to your side and winking a few brief times as if he didn't understand what you had been saying until then, and you looked at him with confusion before sitting down at the table waiting for your boyfriend to finish putting the food on the plates. — Repeat what you said.

— Which... which part...? — You frowned watching his pupil dilate and fingers drum against the handle on his fork.

— The part about when your work begins.

— Next... next Monday. — You replied, swallowing hard as you watched him slowly slide the plate in front of you.

— And you will agree to go already on Monday? — Sanzu let his head fall to the side, analyzing your expression still dominated with confusion.

— Yes...? — Your hand took the plate and another fork and knife to start eating while your boyfriend sat down in front of you with a thoughtful countenance.

— Got it. — That was the only thing he said before he lifted the corners of his lips in a falsely kind and cordial, almost cheerful smile. — It's going to be so good, I'm so looking forward to hearing you talk about your day at work.

— I know, right?! — You smiled good-naturedly, and Sanzu began to slowly eat his food while the cogs in his brain turned incessantly.

If you knew what he was thinking, maybe your good mood would suddenly vanish.

Haruchiyo was thinking about how your new job would occupy you and take away all your attention that should have been on him, on your future husband. The vague possibility of coming home and not having you there to hug and kiss him the very moment his feet stepped through the front door of the apartment irritated him to the point where he almost felt like making you give up that job offer he had accepted. He wanted you as his pin-up doll, his perfect future wifey project. And for that, it was necessary and extremely necessary that you be ready at any time of the day to satisfy any whim Sanzu might have. It wasn't fair for any job to try to steal your time from him.

It wasn't as if Haruchiyo was asking you to give up the job, even though that was exactly what he was after.

During the entire dinner, he was silent and you thought that your boyfriend was intently listening to you. And his ears indeed were, but his brain was not. He was busy thinking about how to get you to spend more time at home. Was it too much to ask to want your own girlfriend home?

And Haruchiyo kept thinking about this while you showered and he waited for you leaning over the bed with his face to the ceiling. Your cell phone on the bedside table rang, and the sound that burst through the room made he lean on elbows to look for where the faint noise was coming from. His eyes hovered over your cell phone, yes, but they also hovered over the drawer in the closet where his underwear and the condoms you usually instructed him to use during any kind of sexual intercourse usually were.

A treacherous smile appeared on his lips, eyes fixed on that drawer and an evil thought resounding in Sanzu's mind.

He wouldn't need to coerce you to stay home and not go to work if there was something physically preventing you from that. Although Haruchiyo would never lay a finger on you as domestic violence, he would not give up silently doing underhanded actions to achieve his main goal.

The two of you had previously talked about pregnancy and starting a family, and the final verdict was that there would only be a pregnancy being planned when you manage to stabilize yourself in a new job, so there would be absolute certainty that the child of the two of you would not experience problems concerning the financial aspect. But suddenly Haruchiyo was tempted to become a father. And who were you to deny a child to your boyfriend who loves you so much? Who would do anything for you? Who was doing everything for you?

When you came out of the bathroom, Sanzu turned his attention to your terry towel-covered silhouette, specifically to your tits. He rested face on his hand and continued to watch your movements as you went to the closet, dried your body and then looked for a pair of pajamas to start getting dressed. His mind could even imagine how swollen and sensitive your breasts would be and how easy it would be to put your mouth around them and suck on them with the excuse of trying to help you relieve the tension and pain of producing milk.

— What...? — You asked him looking over your shoulder, feeling suddenly embarrassed that your boyfriend was looking at you too much, and he slowly lifted his gaze from your breasts to your face.

— Are you getting nervous? — Haruchiyo let out a soft laugh and you shrugged your shoulders. — I was just thinking about... a few things.

— A coin for your thoughts. — You answered after you finished dressing and walked over to the bed to lie down beside him.

— One coin is not enough, I will need more than that. — Sanzu answered by wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you against him before placing a kiss on one of your shoulders. — Next Monday, right? — You nodded. — Then I think you'd better get some rest, because it would suck if you got too tired to do your work for the day. — He reached up to take the comforter and pull it over your body without covering his, and you looked at him with a question mark across your face. — Go to sleep, I'm going to finish some things Ran asked me to see before the start of next week, but I won't be long, 'kay? — His face tilted and soon you felt a tender, chaste kiss against your forehead before you turned away and got ready for bed.

Watching you crawl into bed to fall asleep, Haruchiyo leaned over the bedside table, groped its surface for your cell phone instead of his and then got up without making too much noise. As you left the room, he unlocked the smartphone whose password remained the same as it had been for so long, you didn't even care much about your boyfriend messing with your cell phone any more than he cared much about you messing with his. His fingers searched the screen for your app that coordinated menstrual timing, ovulation and birth control use along with the probability of getting pregnant.

"Five days...", Sanzu thought impatiently as he analyzed the information presented by the app before walking to the kitchen and grabbing the medicine box where your birth control pills were also. His next action was to dump them into the toilet bowl of the bathroom with a serene countenance. "You're going to be a great mother, I might even call you mommy if you like that", he thought before getting rid of the other pack of morning-after pills and going back to the bedroom, quietly opening the door and softening the force used on the soles of his feet to walk to the drawer of condoms in the closet, slowly opening it, looking over one shoulder to make sure you didn't wake up and grabbing the condoms before leaving the room to start poking through those latex rounds.

And soon after physically and mentally organizing his entire plan that wouldn't be put into effect for another five days, Haruchiyo lay down next to you on the bed, tucking himself into the comforter and pulling your body against his before leaving a kiss on your cheek and concentrating on sleeping. Oh, his precious pin-up doll, he loved you more than it was possible to put into words and that was precisely why he was precociously fulfilling your desire to have a family. Isn't he the perfect boyfriend?

For the next four days, he treated you so well. Whatever you needed done, Haruchiyo did for or with you beforehand, and it wasn't as if you thought there was anything wrong with your boyfriend's actions. He always treated you as if you were a princess, the only thing different in this period of time was the fact that he kept his hands running up and down your body. Little squeezes on your shoulders, caresses with fingertips on sensitive points on your neck and arms, lips deliberately ghosting across your jaw with little kisses and bites. However, nothing more than that.

His fingers never slid beyond your abdomen or groin to make contact with your pussy and rub against your walls. Honestly, your mind began to think it was somehow a punishment for some hidden reason. You wanted to be touched by him, you needed it to keep your sanity in perfect condition only to be destroyed later by his skilled hands.

But the first week on the job demanded more of you than your head thought possible or was prepared for, and for the first two days you came home extremely tired, and Haruchiyo's first action was to condition you to take a shower while he finished putting on dinner, and then put you to bed after dinner. So much so that today, now, was one of those days when his hands were gently massaging your shoulders, him leaning against the headboard and you against his chest with your head resting on one of his shoulders. Your body was tense not only because of the intense beginning of the work week, but also because your boyfriend had been indirectly edging you all days without actually touching you where you needed him most, and just his fingertips pressing against the tension points on your shoulders was already managing to make you horny, you felt a little pathetic and stupid when a small moan escaped your lips unintentionally with the tall man's hot breath beating against your neck.

— Haruchiyo... — You called out to him and he responded with a "Yes, kitten?" and a small whimper slid past your lips at the use of the nickname that was only used when his cock was deep inside you. — You can touch me... you know... — Haruchiyo raised his eyebrows with a false look of confusion.

— I know? — He asked with a purr before sliding one of his hands down your bust to place one nipple between his index finger and thumb to rub it lightly and instantly your legs opened slightly. — Use your words with me, kitten. — And then you groaned in frustration.

— Can you touch me... please, touch me like you always do... — Your head lifted slightly to face him, and now you could see Haruchiyo's dilated pupils. — You haven't touched me properly all week and... — Your voice died as soon as the hand that had been on your nipple slid to your crotch and into the bottom of your pajamas and panties and brushed two fingertips along your folds only to find how wet you were and open a wicked smile.

— Oh, you just want me to touch you with my fingers? — He asked, using his other hand to squeeze one of your thighs as he placed the tip of his middle finger over your clit to press it lightly and you instantly moaned his name softly before biting your lower lip and looking down at his hand beneath the fabrics covering your pelvis. — Without my mouth? Without my cock?

— Your mouth... please, g-gimme... — Haruchiyo hissed in your ear with lips brushing against your cheek before he pulled hand out of your panties and you aside without too much force and stood up to place his body between your legs with his palms smoothing the inside of your thighs before placing them on the waistband of your pajamas to pull them down and leave you wearing only panties and a tank top.

— Take off your panties for me, pretty thing. — He commanded, looking you straight in the eye and smiling sideways as he watched you follow his order without a second thought. — Oh, poor baby... I've edged you up a bit too much these days, haven't I? — Haruchiyo spoke up, holding your legs open with hands on your thighs and watching your leaking, completely soaked entrance. — Expose yourself to me, kitten. — And then your hands slid up crotch to open your folds for your boyfriend and give him a better, more privileged view, whereupon Sanzu grunted with his tongue past his lips and leaned down to let a long lick run from the base to the top of your intimacy; your back arched and immediately hips tried to force themselves against his face. — Oh, and all that wetness in your cunnie for what? — He hooked lips around your clit to suck on it before he spoke again without averting his eyes from your face. — You really are a dumb little kitten for my dick, aren't you? Looking at me with your pretty little slutty face without even trying to hide that you want me to rail you all night long.

— I-I don't have... a slutt-... — Your sentence turned into long moans as Haruchiyo concentrated on definitely eating you out and making a mess between your legs.

Oh, yes, you do. The vulgar expressions of bliss you were showing Haruchiyo as soon as he started fucking you with his tongue were nothing more than worthy of a slut, and he liked it just that way. Letting you enjoy the sensations was paramount to his soon being able to slide his cock into you without any protection whatsoever. Raw, deep, filling you to the brim was exactly what Sanzu Haruchiyo wanted.

His tongue and lips playing and stimulating your cunt combined with the occasional moan vibrating against your walls were pushing you into an orgasm that you knew would drain all your strength, which wasn't much, and leave your legs wobbly enough that Haruchiyo could not only take full advantage of your wet holes, but also clearly would need to hold your body together so that your remaining balance wouldn't give way completely.

You were easily reduced to a drooling mess and now your hands had made their way from your thighs to Sanzu's pink hair as a way of trying to get him to keep eating you out for as long as possible, your breathing as fast as your boyfriend's between your legs and hips incessantly trying to force themselves against his face, but then as soon as he felt and watched you clench around nothing his face pulled away and you moaned his name in frustration with your hands falling to pecs.

— Don't be so impatient, my kitten, you know I have something better than my tongue, don't you? — Haruchiyo asked rhetorically before discarding the boxer briefs he had been wearing up to this point and letting his throbbing cock finally come free, just as his hands forced your legs open and up and his dick was flush at the leaking entrance, you understood that it was not his intention to use a condom and your hands immediately rested on his shoulders as your brain tried to formulate a coherent sentence about the lack of protection and as soon as his dilated pupils set over your all fucked up face, Sanzu opened a sideways smile leaning over and whispering. — Don't worry, sweetie, I'll pull out. — His tip brushed against your wet folds and you held back from moaning, though your mouth was already ajar to let any kind of sound out. — You gonna love having me fuck your pretty cunnie raw, trust me. — And as soon as your hands eased the tightness in his shoulders, Haruchiyo knew he had persuaded your trust and immediately slid deep into your warm hole to give you no chance to remedy it at that point.

Fuck, your walls wrapping around his long dick. Your creamy pussy barely letting him begin to move in that mating press position, it was impossible for Haruchiyo not to let himself moan out loud every time he pulled out slowly only to invade you again with more force than before. It had been so long since you had let him rail you without a condom that his mind had almost forgotten the feeling, and now the sensitivity of the tip of his cock even hurt. But it was such a good pain, so pleasant, and combined with the way your insides squeezed him without any kind of pity or hesitation made him forget any self-control and soon his hips were slamming against yours in a ferocious pace.

The headboard of the bed banging against the wall and the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the room as if all the humanity inside you two had disappeared and the only thing left behind were the primal, carnal pleasure-seeking instincts.

At one point, you simply forgot that Sanzu had no condom covering his cock. It felt so good to feel him completely, with the tip kissing your cervix and making a sharp pain mingle with your intense pleasure. Your breasts rising and falling rapidly as Haruchiyo's movements were repeated, head dropped back and giving him the perfect space to hook his lips around your neck to leave bite marks there, pussy milking his shaft without caring about the consequences, eyes occasionally rolling up as you heard him whisper "My kitten" and how beautiful all fucked for him you looked close to your ear again and again breathlessly.

And even when his dick twitched against your again and again indicating impending ejaculation you didn't even really paid attention. Haruchiyo was fucking you dumb, railing you until you were braindead.

— Yes, fuck! Lemme fill your creamy cunnie, yes, f-fuck, lemme impregnate you like a breeding slut! — He groaned, thrusting deep inside your pussy and shooting his fertile seed straight into your womb, your walls clenching against his cock and you surrendering to your own heady orgasm.

Your nails dug into his back, and the only thing running through your mind at that moment was your boyfriend's name. How he was so good, so attentive to you, how he made you feel good, how he fucked you so well. Especially when Sanzu gave a few more light, erratic thrusts just to make sure that not a drop of his cum was wasted, and then leaned in to kiss you before slowly pulling his dick out of your cunt.

Maybe you should start calling him daddy now that he had fucked a baby into you.

[chuuyuck]

secret valentine

summary; shinichiro's attempt at playing cupid goes very wrong (or is it very right?)

- pairing; i.wakasa x gn!reader

- genre; fluff

- w.c; 769

- warnings; swearing

a/n; for anon 🥺 it's soft ji hours bc i love this man <3 i'm sorry if the ending is a bit weak and he seems ooc fkdfjs imaushi wakasa + secret valentine by we the kings

*this fic is a part of my 500 follower milestone event. check out the other fics here!

Your heart flips when he approaches you. The folded paper clutched in your hand crinkles as you tighten your hold on it, as you watch him shuffle over until he’s standing just a few feet from you, eyebrow raised and a Dango stick between his teeth.

“Did you need something?” Wakasa asks as he peeks at you through his long lashes. You don’t say anything, just hand him the paper that’s slightly damp from your sweat. His eyes flicker from the paper to your face. “What’s that?”

“Just read it,” you urge, heart jumping when he pulls one of his hands out of his pocket to take the sheet from you. When he opens it, his nose scrunches.

“It’s a confession letter,” he says slowly, lilac eyes flickering across the page.

“Right,” you say.

His eyes look at you. “It’s addressed to you.”

You bite the inside of your cheek and tell him to keep reading. So he does. And he nearly chokes on the stick.

“What the fuck,” he hisses, crushing the paper in his fist. “I did not write this!”

You burst into laughter. “I know,” you say between hiccups as you wipe at your tears and though you know, you know, he doesn’t feel the same, you’re still filled with disappointment. “I think someone is playing a prank on me.”

Wakasa’s light brows collide. “It’s Shin,” he murmurs, turning to glare at a squirrel that’s running by. “That fucking idiot.”

You tilt your head. “How’d you know?”

“It’s the handwriting,” Wakasa says. “Plus he can’t spell 'adoration.'” This makes you giggle again and Wakasa looks away.

Your chest hurts at the realization that if this was Shinichiro's doing, this was a very cruel joke. He knew about your feelings and you didn’t appreciate him playing with your heart. You’ll have to visit the Black Dragon leader soon.

(Somewhere in the shop, Shin sneezes)

Wakasa kicks at the ground. “Did you actually think it was from me?” He asks as you both begin walking away from the meeting spot. “I would never write anything that cheesy.”

You snort, “There were lyrics to a love song,” you point out. “I knew it wasn’t you.”

“Hey, that’s a good song,” he says with a shrug. “I could have written it.”

You slow down and turn to stare at the playground across the street. “But you didn’t,” you say in what you hope is an airy tone. “So it’s fine. How’d you even know to meet me here if you didn’t write it?”

He shrugs. “Shin said you needed to talk to me in private.” He glances at you from the corner of his eye. “Didn’t realize it was meant as a joke.”

You shake your head, "Neither did I,” you say. “But that’s okay, we can get him back, right?” The smile you give him sends a shiver down his spine and he sends a quick prayer to his best friend. He’s chewing thoughtfully on the stick when he pauses, making you stop to look at him questioningly over your shoulder.

“Waka?”

“What if,” he says slowly. “What if we pretend we got together? Act like his stupid plan worked?”

You wrinkle your nose. “And why would we do that?”

“Get Shin's hopes up,” he says with a shrug. “And when he’s on a high, we can tell him the truth.” He smirks. “It’ll crush him.”

You debate your options, wondering if pulling something this elaborate would even be worth it. And while looking into his lilac eyes, you blurt, “What if I don't want to pretend?”

He blinks slowly at you and you wish you could shrivel up like a prune.

"What?" he says dumbly.

You vigorously shake your head and laugh nervously. "Forget what I said," you say, voice a few octaves higher than normal as you wave your hands in front of you. "Let's play pretend! That'll be so funny, ahahaha..."

Your breath hitches when Wakasa steps closer to you and slides his hand into yours.

“Okay,” he says, casually swinging your hands. “Let's not pretend.” This time, you're blinking at him.

"...what?"

He rolls the stick in his mouth, an amused smirk on his lips when he leans forward. "Let's go tell Shin his stupid plan didn't work since that'll be more fun." He gives your palm a squeeze. "Even if it really did."

Words are lost as you nod, staring dazed at the tiny grin he gives you as he drags you along with him. Maybe you won't be maiming the Black Dragon leader after all.

(Somewhere in the shop, Shin sneezes once more)

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[chuuyuck]

plug!sanzu who teases you and gives you a bit of a hard time when you hit him up for a score. no matter how much he tells you he’s not sure if you’re worth it, haru always eventually shows up to your place with the best shit he has. if you don’t have enough money you and sanzu work something out which usually involves you sucking his cock. even if you got the cash, sanzu ends up staying at your place and he ends up fucking you into your sofa while you’re high out of your mind

[chuuyuck]

“𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆”

>>> a bonten x fem!reader <<<

a/n: this is all i can imagine when i listen to this song, and i hope i did it justice,,, oh yeah and izana is alive in this fic and a member of bonten 😃👍

genre: song fic

synopsis: kokonoi has an idea of how they can make money off of rich elites; an auction for a date with 4 bachelors. the only bidder that matters to bonten, however, is you, the most desirable person on their list of potential business partners.

warnings: heavily lyrically based, ooc

"You're sure she'll show up, Koko?" Mikey asks, blank eyes staring unamused at the white-haired man.

"Yes, she's been known to attend these underground auctions pretty often." Kokonoi nods.

"Koko~ if she doesn't show, I'll bash your head in." Sanzu muses with fake cheer.

Kokonoi rolls his eyes, "Yeah, yeah. She'll be here."

Kokonoi peeks past the curtain, watching as the auction hall fills with masked magnates and aristocrats alike. An underground auction, a gathering place for the wealthy to partake in illegal activities without concern for authorities. The hall served as a place where the only thing that mattered was the money held to your name, and not necessarily the name itself. An odd place for Bonten to be found, truly, but it's only here where they can reside as they are. Besides, they were only here for you.

As the most prestigious potential business partner to them, they had to come seek you out in the sole place you've been known to frequent. You were their entrance into the big leagues of wealth accumulated in formality, and while the prissy men and women who accessed the venue via invite-only were not their preferred crowd, they didn't mind toying with those who should get what they deserve.

A sea of masquerade; the tedious knot caught in Kokonoi's puppet strings. Every attendee hides behind their gold crested masks to save-face. However, Kokonoi doesn't fret. He's studied pictures of you taken in this very hall, and in each of them you wear the same red mask. He's never adored the color red more.

Confidence rolls off him like liquid gold; he knows you'll show. This auction was tailored for you, after all. A good puppeteer always curates their show to please their audience, and Kokonoi was anything but a bad host. With what Kokonoi had planned for tonight...

You ought to be interested in what they're selling.

Kokonoi chuckles to himself, what a fun time this'll be. With every seat filled, Kokonoi straightens out his ruby red dress shirt and grabs his mic.

"You better be right, Koko." Kakucho grumbles.

Kokonoi glances back at him with a smug smirk, "Aren't I always?"

Kakucho scoffs at his answer, though Kokonoi doesn't stay long enough to hear it. Kokonoi walks out onto stage, catching the attention of each audience member. The four men who are advertised as the prizes for the night follow suit, stepping center stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, may I present your bachelors for the night," Kokonoi starts, gesturing to the four men standing center stage, "Hitto Kakucho, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Haitani Ran, and Kurokawa Izana. Play your cards right and you'll win a date with one of them."

Murmurs among the crowd give Kokonoi time to scan his audience, looking for the special lady of the night; you. The decorative masks adorned on every woman makes it hard to spot you, but you'd stand out to Kokonoi even in a hall of mirrors. The ruby among diamonds.

Kokonoi lowers the mic and turns slightly away from the crowd, pressing his earpiece, "L/N Y/N has been spotted front row."

Kokonoi waits a couple seconds for a response, glancing back at you in your scarlet red mask.

"Bring her on stage and make her feel special, this is all for her anyway." Mikey's voice cuts through the earpiece.

Kokonoi smiles; yes, that's right.

He turns to Sanzu and nods, signaling for him to grab a chair from backstage. While Sanzu moves to grab the chair, Kokonoi catches the attention of the other three and jerks his head in your direction. The three men, prompted to move, make their way off stage and to you.

"It is our pleasure to invite one of you lucky ladies to take a closer look at our bachelors tonight," Kokonoi announces, a small smirk on his face as he eyes you, "Congratulations, Miss Scarlet."

Any expression you'd make was hidden under your mask, but Kokonoi didn't need the satisfaction of sight. All that could be seen was your red lipstick curving into a small smile.

Ran, Kakucho, and Izana appear in front of you; Izana and Kakucho offer you their arms while Ran kisses your gloved hand, helping you stand. They walk you onto stage as Sanzu returns with a chair befitting such a person as you; dark wood, red cushion, and gold embroidery. Your throne for the night, as you were to be treated like royalty, per Mikey's orders.

Izana and Kakucho help you sit down, before all four men return to their original places on the stage.

Kakucho glances at Kokonoi, who smirks at him expectantly, and sighs. Everything was in place, the auction block now the most desirable place in the entire hall. With bated breath, Kokonoi chuckled to himself. Let the show begin.

Kakucho is the first to act. He walks around you, like a predator eyeing its prey with slight indifference, "I've been sleeping in a cardboard box, spending every dollar at the liquor shop; and even though I know I haven't got a lot," He stops in front of you, leaning in so close you can feel his hot breath fanning your skin, "I'll try to give you love until the day you drop."

Kakucho pulls back, drawing you in with eyes that could tell a thousand stories. Not one for promiscuity, Kokonoi scoffs. If Kakucho was anything, he was a tantalizing enigma. With closed mind and open shirt, any woman would be intrigued.

Sanzu cuts through Kakucho's mysterious air with a vibrance to shock the soul. A complete 180 from the reserved aura, but entrancing nonetheless.

"I've been training like a Pavlov dog, let my independence out to take a hike. All you gotta do is activate my bell," Sanzu traces your jawline with his index finger, "and I'll fetch ya anything you like."

The diamond scars on the corners of Sanzu's lips crinkle as your head follows his finger. Obedience in it's truest form; however, Sanzu's puppy-dog nature is unmatched. Sanzu soaks up the attention like a neglected sponge, capturing your gaze and holding onto it with vice grip.

Kokonoi watches with an ever-growing excitement. The puppeteer pulling the strings, disguised as one of his own marionettes. Kokonoi reels from power; the greed of a salesman, and he takes pride in all he does.

Now, let the bidding begin.

"Going once, going twice; Every man here has a price. Over where? Over there," He points out into the sea of bidder numbers, causing the people to turn their heads to the lucky person, "Sold...to not a single lady in here."

He plays with their hearts and loves every second of it. Holding influence over hundreds of snobbish pricks; why, it's always been Kokonoi's dream. They played right into his hand, the elites becoming the desperate peasants for the night. All except for you, it seems, as your bidder paddle remains untouched on your lap. Sanzu and Kakucho, while great pieces to move across the board, aren't quite enough on their own to claim victory over you.

But, no matter. Just as the other ragdolls, you'll be at Kokonoi's mercy soon enough. Play with his puppets a bit more and succumb to the strings attached.

Ran towers over you, his half-lidded eyes as enticing as the tattoo on his neck. He smells of arrogance, with just a hint of vanilla. It's enough to make any woman swoon, and Kokonoi assumes you're no different.

"I've been in like a thousand times, dated every woman in the atmosphere. I've been to every continent, broken all the hearts in every hemisphere," Ran hooks his index finger under your chin, lifting your head to look at him, "and if I'm not the type of guy you like to circumvent, just remember not to love me when I disappear."

Ran winks at you with a small smile, dragging your bottom lip down with his thumb. The tease, you muse. Your haughty smile grows at his attempt to reel you in. Perhaps you were beginning to realize the game being played, Kokonoi snickers. Well, that just makes this all the more interesting.

Izana replaces Ran's pomposity with regality, lilac eyes swimming with all the riches you could ever imagine. He exudes an air of elegance; the Prince of his own kingdom. Izana has always faired as a man of importance, on par with Mikey, but his unbridled grace captivates the hearts of most, whether knowing or not. Izana acted as Kokonoi's ace, and Kokonoi was sure that this was his winning hand.

"I graduated at the top, I like to take advantage of the bourgeoisie," Izana caresses your face with an alluring smirk, "so if you have a fantasy of being a queen, maybe you should blow a couple bucks on me"

His charm could steal your breath; hell, Kokonoi couldn't have said it better himself. Izana's touch lingers on your skin as he walks out of your line of sight, a rose-tinted view sprinkled in gold. Kokonoi can feel the adrenaline coursing through his veins. You're close, he can feel it.

"Going once, going twice; won't these gentlemen suffice? Any here? Any there? Any motions anywhere?" Kokonoi smiles wickedly, seeing bidder paddles being thrusted violently in the air at his rhetorical question, "Going twice, going thrice! Guess this means we'll go four times a lady."

Colored green, Kokonoi observes the powder-nosed women desperately wave their bidder paddles like white flags of surrender. The numbers add in calculations, but the number missing from the equation— your number— spurs Kokonoi on. You have proven to be quite the challenge; you play hard to get well, but the game was decided from the start. You have the most stubborn and feared men hovering around you like bees with their queen, but you are soon to fall.

Sanzu drops to his knees, grabbing your hands with a wild grin, "I promise I'll be all you'll need, ever need! You'll never have to shop around!"

Izana steals your attention, gently turning your face towards his. With your noses practically touching, Izana bites his lip with an amused chuckle, "And I'll give you all you'll ever need, ever need. Don't worry, I will never let you down."

You poor thing, Kokonoi smiles; if only you had known you were playing a game from the start. An unfair match it was, but a victory just as satisfying.

The cries from the crowd egg Kokonoi on, he's sure he's never heard a more beautiful sound. Your defeat hadn't been settled just yet, but Kokonoi was enjoying himself all too much to let the whines go unnoticed. Desperate women, fueled by their own lust. It was a picture that deserved to be framed in a museum. An image Kokonoi will surely never forget.

“So many ladies are wanting for mates, and the prospects are good but the date's never great. Over here, over there, over where? Anywhere,” Kokonoi snickers to himself, relishing in the upheaval, “They're too busy with winning the bidding to care.”

With fixated eyes on the man you desire for the night, you slowly raise your bidder paddle. Kokonoi smirks.

"And he's sold."

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[chuuyuck]

Selcouth 

Chapter 5

(Adj)unfamiliar, rare, strange and yet marvelous

(Y/n) stood beside Pah as he talked to Mikey about the plan for the fight with Moebuis, she and Pah had spilled everything they had on them. She never expected Takamichi to barge in, he was definitely interesting. "What is it Takemichi?" 

"We're in the middle of an important discussion " 

"You again" 

The girl took notice of how Pah had tensed up when Takemichi barged in, was he still upset about last night? He forgave her quickly,maybe it was because she leaked information about Moebius. 

 

"Can you stop the conflict with Moebuis?" 

"Huh" 

She could feel how the air tensed, why did he want to stop the fight? Pah moved before she could stop him from charging towards Takemichi grabbing the blond by the hair. 

Shit 

Pah looked really mad. 

Peh was quick to order Takamichi to shut up, Pah glared at Takamichi ordering him to leave the meeting and not to interfere with Toman business.  But he was persistent telling the group that there was someone pulling all the strings and the fight could just lead to danger. 

She watched Pah snap, beating Takamichi with his fist, yelling at him in frustration. She moved to take a step forward but was stopped when a hand grabbed her wrist. Takashi frowned "dont, Pah won't hesitate to punch you "

Mikey spoke up explaining that he understood Takamichi's point of view, but toman was still going to fight Meobuis. There was no other way around this. Still Takamichi seemed insistent that they shouldn't fight, he didn't want to lose his new friends. Pah moved towards him once again, raising his fists. 

Draken at least stepped in and stopped Pah from beating Takamichi up any further, letting Pah realize that Takamichi didn't seem like he was going to give up and beating him wouldn't have a point. 

Draken agreed with Takamichi, insisting that they should all try to uncover more about Meobuis before jumping in and attacking them.

"Sorry about interrupting this little meeting"

(Y/n) took a step back nervously, when she realized who just stepped in. The black haired boy must have notice how worried she looked because he shifted her behind him "stay back" 

"But you all keep saying Meobuis, would you mind not repeating our name like that you middle school babies" 

"Osanai!" 

She watched Pah charge forward raising his fist ready to punch Osanai but the male dodge him and slammed his fist into his face. He grinned at them, flicking his wrist "Yup, nothing but a bunch of middle school babies!" 

 He snapped his fingers, calling in a bunch of his members and they quickly surrounded the area. She could feel Baji tense before looking back at her "you need to leave now!" 

He has been playing guard dog ever since he found out she was a girl, even dragged Chifuyu in to help him.

"This is war ♡" 

Mikey moved towards Osania with a small grin "You brought a bunch of people to ambush a bunch of middle schoolers, you're as shitty as I imagined you" 

She and Takemichi must have been staring at him too long because he noticed

"You and the runt keep looking down at me? I hate people like that!" 

Takemichi was about to be punched,she could feel the anger bubbling inside of her. This guy had some serious issues,  he attacked a girl, r*ped her and now he was attacking kids. 

"Your fight is with me, asshole" 

She slipped past Baji ignoring Mikey's orders,  Osanai was distracted enough with Pah. She slipped behind him landing a kick on his side, giving him a grin 

"Sick fucks like piss me off" 

"Hah you guys babysitting too!?" 

He moved forward to grab her by the jacket,  she ducked slamming her fist into his cheek. Some of the Moebius members' eyes widened when they saw the familiar embroidery "Boss!!" 

He once again dodge Pah, throwing the girl into him, causing both the middle schoolers to groan in pain. Picking up (Y/n) "You got a Cerberus pup!" 

He looked back at his group with a wicked grin, laughing as he held her up "You think the Cerebus will join, if we keep his brother" 

He laughed, slamming her into the ground, before placing his food in her chest. Ignoring how she was coughing from having her wind knocked out. He laughed, slamming his fist into Pah. She gripped onto his leg glaring and shouting at him, she didn't want to see how he was beating Pah up. Pah stumbled back, his eyes going white.

"Oh shit he took it full on!" 

She reached up remembering her father had taught her, she twisted her body moving her legs to wrap around his before bringing him down. 

Mikey had caught Pah before he could fall to the floor, keeping his friend up. He teared up as Mikey wrapped his arm around his friend "I'm such a pussy Mikey " 

"What are you saying Pah you havent lost "

All of Meobuis seemed to disagree and started laughing, mocking the middle schoolers. Mitsuya had enough time to pull (Y/n) away from interfering anymore. 

(Y/n) sat in the lounge, her leg bouncing from trying to calm down her nerves. She was trying to calm her down, staring at the tiles and listening to the footsteps

So much had happened that day, she had noticed that something was off. After Draken had stopped Osanai from attacking Mikey.  Pah came almost out of nowhere and stabbed Osania. She wished she could have stopped him 

There was a dispute in the gang,especially between Mikey and Draken. They were having a fight about whether they should bail Pah out or not. Everything was a mess and she couldn't handle her friends' fights. 

"Tsuyoshi san, you can go see him now" 

His eyes widened landing on the girl,  he immediately stood up bowing to the girl in apologise  "I'm sorry! I didn't know you were a girl!" He shouted. 

Causing her to start laughing, she held up her hands "calm down, it's fine… You're not the first and definitely not the last!"  

"Who else knows??" 

She smiled, updating him, telling him how Baji had learned about her being a girl. Which caused the boy to start laughing. She smiled at him before updating him on everything that has been going on 

"Can you keep an eye on them for me?"

[chuuyuck]

with an always cold s/o

Senku Ishigami x reader; Ryusui Nanami x reader

warning(s): manga spoilers

to see how far in the manga am i, click here

a/n: i get cold very easily and i love these two, so my head whipped this up, hope all you other walking icicles like it

Senku Ishigami

he doesn’t notice at first, too caught up in his work

only when the whole table starts shaking along with you he glances up in annoyance

he’s ready to spit some very nice remark, but then he stops himself when he sees your current state

you’re cold, very cold

there’s not any extra clothes on him (or literally anyone in the stone world) and he doesn’t want to be cold either, so he just finds the nearest big piece of cloth and puts it over you

then he excuses himself

he says something about needing to get more sand or whatever

in reality, he’s on his way to see if francois is available in order to ask them to make a warm meal for you

if you ever ask him about it, he claims he needs as much manpower as he can get

but in reality boy just cares

Ryusui Nanami

first of all, the way he finds out is that he gets the feeling you could possibly be cold it’s like twenty degrees outside how

when he turns his gaze your way and sees you trembling, he gets soft

it worries him but he finds it cute at the same time

will put his hat on you and take your hands into his in an attempt to make you at least a bit warm (the hat doesn’t help, he just likes putting it on you)

then he will make you walk with him (your hands still in his) to get a blanket

wraps it around the both of you

can and will force yuzuriha to make an extra piece of clothing that you can put around your shoulders when you get cold

[chuuyuck]

THREE DISASTERS

inspired after this

"oi! y/n-san! this is for you!" mikey shouted before running with his basketball in hands, dodging from baji and then throwing the ball to the basket. he went with all the confidence he had, only to miss it so bad that the ball had hit a car far away. both you and your boyfriend laughed at his little brother running the opposite direction of the damage he just made, baji was holding his belly from how much he was laughing at his friend.

dating shinichiro means that you'll get four younger siblings to take care, two of them are almost angels, izana and emma were playing with the girl's dolls while the other two beasts — kids — were playing basketball. shinichiro took the ball and runned to score a three points for you, "y/n, this is for you!". just as mikey, he missed, even worse than the other boy. now both manjiro and baji are laughing at the oldest sano, shin came back to sat at your side and gained a kiss on the cheek for his attempt.

"hey! y/n-san!-" that was all baji could say before tripping on his own feet and fall above the ball, even if mikey was the closest to him he couldn't stop laughing at how stupid his friend looked. baji stood up like nothing happened, running after mikey for not helping him before. while they were busy chasing each other, izana lifted emma on his arms for her to get the basket, they both smiled at you and shinichiro while the other kids shouted saying that it was unfair.

[chuuyuck]

How to get your boyfriend a little bit insane: A helpful guide

- Sano Manjiro "Mikey" x Reader

- SFW; slightly suggestive

a/n: so apparently, I'll also be writing for Tokyo Revengers, since I finished the first season in one go and now I'm going for the manga.

To be completely honest, there were better ways of phrasing in it.

You could have said "I don't want to talk to you anymore for today"

Too long, yeah. You're right.

"I'm tired. We'll talk tomorrow" Honest, hopeful.

"I'm going to bed" Straight to the point, short and direct.

Instead, you went with "I'm done with this".

Yeah, you see how that could have lead to your boyfriend bursting your classroom's door open in the middle of your Math class, scaring the shit out of your teacher and classmates.

You chose that moment to turn on the phone you had previously turned off during the night— eyes full of tears and trembling hands, your last act of revenge. You have time anyway. Mikey is taking his time getting to your desk. It's part of the act.

You have 50 missed calls, 65 texts from him and 2 from Draken.

Huh.

Well all things considered, it could be worst. You still remember the night of the 150 messages and that phone call from Emma pleading you to talk to him because "Maybe, just maybe, my brother is getting a little bit out of hand"

He's in front of you already when you put your phone down and look up. He's smiling, but it's wrong. And you can tell.

You're not the Tokyo Mangi Gang president's girlfriend for nothing.

"Good morning!" he greets you, saying your name in a sing-song voice that sounds too fake to your ears. You can see the guy on the desk in front of you shiver "You look cute today!"

You sigh, resisting the urge to pinch the bridge of your nose. When you look towards the door, Drake is snickering quietly.

"Hello, Mikey" you see the way his right eye trembles at the way you call him "I don't know if you noticed it, but I'm in the middle of class"

Your teacher takes that moment to clear his throat, taking a wobbly step forward "Ye-yeah! Young man, you can't just... barge in like that"

Mikey ignores him, as expected— choosing to lean down on your desk, hand almost brushing yours "I was worried, you see" he begins, smile never leaving his face but eyes narrowing slightly "Your phone was off all night"

"It was"

"I know that" he fires back, smile tense "But why?"

And this was the moment where you could fix everything.

You could say "Because I didn't want to talk anymore" The truth. Simple.

You could also say "Because I was tired" Deflective, but still kind of good answer.

And last but not least "I run out of battery". A lie, but a good one. And still a way of getting out of this mess.

But Mikey had interrupted your class— mind you, you're not a big fan of Math, but you want good grades —, scared everyone around you and possibly gave your teacher a heart attack.

There was a reason why you kept your relationship with the Invincible Mikey a poorly concealed secret.

So no, you were not going down the easy way.

"I turned off my phone because I'm done" you say instead, relishing in the way his smile momentarily drops from his face "Like I told you yesterday"

It takes him a couple of seconds, but he finally hums, straightening his back and looking out of the window on your right.

It's a pretty, beautiful sunny day.

"Well" he sighs, smile aggressively back in place "We can't have that, can we?"

It's all flash to you, a blury moment in time that you refuse to reflect on until you're being hauled onto your boyfriend's shoulders, on his way out of the classroom.

You refuse to acknowledge the fact that he basically picked you up from your sit as if you weighted nothing— just as you also refuse to look at the faces of every student you cross paths with.

"Mikey, put me down!" you scream at the top of your lungs, trashing around wildly while your boyfriend only chuckles.

It's Draken who answers, walking right behind the two of you and scaring everyone away "I wouldn't do that If I were you, you know? You could fall"

You still at that, but your boyfriend only laughs harder, shaking his head "I would never drop my princess!" he reassures you, hand tightening around your waist, and then adding in a husky whisper you sincerely hope Draken didn't heard "I might have to spank you if you keep behaving like that, tho. Would you like that?"

You roll your eyes, blushing furiously, and give up on trying to escape your fate.

Draken stays outside— closing the rooftop's door with what you think is the closest thing to an apologetic smile your way— and leaves you alone with Mikey once you've reached his apparent destination. Your boyfriend sets you on your feet again soon after, and you're mildly surprised when he doesn't tries to hold you, instead opting to walk towards the fence, his back to you.

The heavy silence that follows is something you were not prepared for, and so you change your weight from one foot to another and look around nervously, trying to find anything interesting to fixate on. You don't have much luck, and finally just decide to talk, crossing your arms over your chest and keeping your eyes to the ground.

Mikey beats you to it.

"I won't allow it" he says, and he sounds so serious all of the sudden that you actually struggle to remember what he's referring to "I won't allow you to leave me"

"You won't allow me to?" you ask, trying hard not to be offended, but failing miserably. He turns around at the tone of your voice, looking at you with a blank expression "I can do whatever I want"

He nods, eyes never leaving you "I know. Everything except leaving me"

You huff "Oh really? Care to explain why?"

He tilts his head at that "Because you're mine. Isn't that obvious?"

You wish those words didn't immediately dissolved all your anger. You really do. Mikey is still watching you the same way— empty eyes and lips a thin line— when he takes a couple of steps until he's sudenly just inches away from you.

You let your arms fall to the sides "I didn't meant I was done with us" he squints at you, but doesn't says anything, so you continue "I only meant I was done with the fighting. I really wanted to sleep and didn't want to keep arguing over a stupid thing"

He hums, brushing a strand of hair out of your face and leaning so close that you can feel his breathing on your lips. You wet them, and he follows the way your tongue slips out like a predator.

"Well, that's not very nice of you" he chastises you, your name dripping with honey sweet venom "You shouldn't do something like that, you know? Giving me false ideas and all that"

You bite your lips to stop yourself from apologizing, but he puts his thumb on your bottom one and pulls until its free "I'm angry now"

"Mikey..."

And then he snorts and pats your head like you're a little puppy, eyes closed and his real smile in place "I'm kidding! You should've seen your face! You're just too cute for your own good. Whatever am I going to do with you?"

He doesn't waits to hug you, burying his face on your hair— and his trembling arms and the way he melts in your arms when you pull him close, tells you that he may not know what to do with you, but he also doesn't knows what to do without you either.

"I wouldn't leave you" you add, just for good measure, and feel his smile while he peppers kisses all over your head and down your cheeks.

"I know that, silly" it's his answer, but his kiss has a hint of desperation when he reaches your lips, his hands sliding to your waist and pulling you impossibly close "Just don't say stuff like that again, alright?"

"I won't"

He takes a tiny step back, arms still around you— and you think that it's so appropriate and poetic at the same time that his face blocks the sun from your view, his eyes the ones shining light upon you.

" Now" he whispers "Say my name"

"What?"

He whines, saying your name like a little child about to throw a tantrum "Come on! My name! You called me Mikey before"

"That's how everyone calls you"

He pouts "You're not everyone tho. You never call me that"

You humor him by standing on your tiptoes and brushing your nose against his, his name a loving whisper against his lips "Manji-kun"

The effect is inmediat.

He pushes you roughly against the metal door, trapping you between his arms and clicking his tongue at you, lust clouding his eyes.

"Well now, princess" he whispers, mouth hot against your ear "I'm gonna have to devour you"

The banging on the other side of the door makes you forget about the sweet promise that has your panties soaked in an instance— Draken's voice breaking the spell.

"Hey you two! Are you done smooching yet?"

When Mikey looks down at you again, you know he'll definitely fulfill his words later.

You're not the Tokyo Mangi Gang president's girlfriend for nothing.