broijuswannareadsmut

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𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 › 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧

featuring. — afab!reader. gender neutral. • 4.4K

contents. — Minors DNI ! drugs (weed), good friends + blurred lines, smut, protected sex, mentions spit + dry mouth, shotgunning, both in their twenties, he calls you "pretty", aptly named after the song 7th Heaven by QUIN.

other. — ao3 • playlist (heavily rap influenced)

It’s a Friday afternoon, and the sun casts an orange tint over painted pavement when you call Draken. It’s something like a routine now: at the end of every week you give him a call once you’ve left your job. Especially on days like today–work was rough, but it’s the start of the weekend, and you’d rather not spend an extra second thinking about it.

Small groups of children race past with school supplies jingling in their backpacks. Tranquil giggles and cackles echo through the afternoon breeze while the phone rings at your ear. It goes on for a while, and you can picture him scrambling through a dirty toolbox in the garage of his bike shop. Searching for the alarm-type ring that you assigned for your own contact months ago. He claimed that he hated the sound, it was obnoxious, but you’re willing to bet he hasn’t switched it, and that puts a cheery grin on your face.

You can hear the constant clatter of metal when the call connects, and assume the phone is tucked at his shoulder by the way he greets you.

“Hey,” he mumbles. More tools sound off from behind, along with echoed calls and commands from the other mechanics nearby.

He’s not much of a conversationalist, so you make it short.

“Hey. Come over when you’re done?”

His movements halt. The phone finds its way to his hand and he looks up from his work to peek at a clock on the wall. He’s still got an hour or two, but you tell him that it’s fine. Whenever he can make it is perfect timing, and you’ll try not to start without him. He lets out a chortle before he inquires if anyone else will be there, and you tell him no; just you and him. He hums in agreeance before you hang up.

That’s all it ever takes to get a hold of Draken. Just one call.

You hear him before he walks in. The sound of his motorcycle marks his arrival, and he enters your apartment with his coverall damp–stained with marks and oil. He questions if he can borrow your shower. He’s always welcome to use anything in your apartment, so you only nod, but you throw a joke at him. Something about how he could’ve taken a shower before he got there and he just chuckles while pulling spare clothes out of a duffle. An all-purpose one, he claims, but today you recognize it as an overnight bag.

“Didn’t wanna’ be late and you start without me.”

Smoking with Draken is always relaxing. There’s a certain set-up that you both favor, so you close the curtains while he showers. Switch the lighting to small lamps and lightly scented candles–nothing with too much fragrance, the weed smell usually overpowers any other scent, anyway. You set your speakers up against a small stand holding your TV that stays off, and press shuffle on a ready-made playlist as you hear your bathroom door shut, and the light switch flick.

His hair is damp, and combed to one side as he saunters into the living room with night sweats and a white shirt. He grins at the familiar arrangement once he notices, scanning the room while ruffling a towel through long dark tufts. His shave is almost due for another cut, the hallmark dragon tattoo still protects the side of his head under pebbled strands. He combs a hand through his hair once more, then he glances at you with a request:

“You mind braiding this for me?”

You’ve already got a blunt lit, tucking it tight between your lips while you give him a muffled ‘sure’. Friday night sessions are comfortable with Draken, even if it’s just you and him. Especially when it’s just you and him. You’re no stranger, so he sits between your legs in front of the couch like he’s been there before. Smoothing over the warmth of your leg, getting a subtle whiff of a sweet scent that matches one of the labeled bottles in your bathroom. With the other hand, he takes the blunt that you pass to him from above, leaving your hands free to braid his hair how he likes. Even though he’s okay with whatever you do, you know that he likes his braid loose, and neat. It’s an easy job, so it’s done by the time you’ve finished humming one verse and a chorus to one of your favorite songs. And that’s because you took your time.

The music playing over the sound bar sits low enough to hear the deep rumble in his voice, one that only grows the more faded he gets. And your phone sits in his hand while he scrolls through a playlist you both created. A few songs that he thinks fit the mood, while the rest is curated by you. He trusts your tastes, occasionally jotting a song down for himself when he hears one that makes his head bob. It’s nice, and he knows the code to your phone, so he welcomes himself to pick whatever song he likes as the time starts to warp.

He always outsmokes you, blowing thin clouds from his pink lips with a stoic look on his face and holding onto the blunt while you cough. He always jokes with you about it. This time was no different as he joins you on your sofa, sitting sideways with a leg folding in. His arm swings against the back of the cushion as he tilts his head in your direction with a lazy grin. What's left of his recent pull seeps from his lips in thick white before he pulls the smoke back in, then blows it out with a smile because you can't do what he does. But you try.

When you finally catch your breath, he hops at the opportunity to tease. “Need me to teach you how to smoke again?”

“I know how to do it, Ken.”

If he cares or not, you really can't tell by his look. “Yeah?”

Who knows how long it’s been since you lit it, but the first blunt is nearly finished. He passes it to you, with a little glint in his eye and a teasing smirk. Then, he twists his body to reach for the duffle bag he brought, where a metal canister comes out before he drops the bag back on the floor with a thunk. His back turns to the couch, curling as he places the large canister on your coffee table. Draken doesn’t smoke often, so he doesn’t mind storing what he needs in the bulky–and very assuming–container. He opens it, and long fingers pick up the rolling paper tucked neat inside. A small grinder comes out next, and his head starts to bob to a new song that he recognizes.

Draken sneaks glances from his work to observe, watching how your chest rises to fill your lungs, and the expected cough that comes after. He smirks to himself, and stifles his laugh while pushing a nearby water bottle in your direction and getting back to his task at hand.

He’s calm as he tucks green into brown. Voice low and eyes heavy, “You don’t have to hold it in that long.”

He licks the rolling paper, wet tongue gliding slowly against the dry sheet. Meanwhile, your cheeks hollow as you pull the smoke into your mouth. He raises his head to watch you this time, tongue flicking out to wet his lip while he watches yours wrap around the blunt.

After watching your chest rise, he meets your eyes. Checks his hands first, making sure nothing spills, then he looks back and cuts in, “Let it go, now.”

The sun sets, and the stars begin to peak through thin layers of clouds when Draken turns handsy. The playlist shuffles itself while you lay in between Draken’s legs. It’s hard to say how you got that way. One move here, and another there it seems his chest is the warmest place to be. He sits by the arm of the couch, with one foot planted on the floor, and the other planted flat on a couch cushion. Your head lies on his chest, while his hand trails up your wrist. His fingers tangle with yours and you feel his chuckle rumble against your ear, the steady heartbeat molding into the pace of your own with every thump.

“So small,” He murmurs, sizing your palm with his own. And it is.

Your response lingers in your chest where the butterflies lay. A nearly nauseating spin, but it feels good. His touch is soft against yours, it leaves a tingle in its wake due to the foggy cloud of euphoria lingering over you. He blows smoke outward, over your head, and you watch it dissipate with lidded eyes. You’ve tapped out again, but he can’t bring himself to tease you for it. He can’t bring himself to do much of anything, but notice the way you sit inside his frame.

A few songs pass with neither of you saying much. If anyone else were here you’d probably toss questions, and make jokes. Play host to keep the vibe amiable. You’d play another playlist that caters more to the other's tastes. But with Draken you don’t have to do any of that. You can play your favorite songs, and hum to the melodies while you draw shapes into his palm. He can hog the blunt for himself and finish it off without the others complaining about the rotation.

It’s easy to be around him. Even when his hands start to carve over the softness of your shoulder. A different side of him comes out when he’s in this state of bliss, and the first time you smoked with him alone he warned you about it.

“I get a little touchy when I’m high,” He’d said, with a bout of apprehension dusted in pink on his cheeks. Such a tall and silent guy, with his look and demeanor. Hard to imagine such a thing. At first you thought he was bluffing, but surely enough his hands found their way to your hips, and he murmured for permission into your ear before pulling you into his chest. He never explained why you’d always end up like this. He only tells you that it feels nice. Every new touch is led with the same question: “Is this okay?”

Eventually, you granted him permission to roam, wherever he liked. As long as the two of you are alone. And that was a safe call for someone like Draken, because he never oversteps. He’d hate to explain what this is, how far it can go, and you both saw a middle ground in leaving it vague. It’s worth it, you like the way his labored hands feel despite how tough they can be. The roughness of his palm starts to turn soft the longer they’re on you, anyway.

A new song comes on, and you recognize the artist as the beat fades in. You feel him hum deep in his chest, and nod his head, recognizing the song himself, and he grins before looking down at you.

“I really like this song.” He takes another pull, existing in his own world, while you lift up from his chest to face him. Everything is half-assed, lagging with apathy, so you’re met with a screen of smoke, and shortly after, an urgent fit of coughs from Draken.

Short spurts of smoke escape his mouth, and his eyes start to well with tears. A vein pokes out from his temple while he forces out a gravelly apology. It’s barely audible, and you assume what the apology is for, but your first response is to grab the water bottle on the table. Pooping the cap off, you offer it to him, but he shakes his head. Waving a hand that holds the blunt, which you happily free him of.

Draken takes a long inhale, and clears his throat before turning his attention back to you. Gaining his composure back.

“Sorry,” he murmurs again, “Didn’t know you were gonna’ turn around.”

It’s your turn to stifle a laugh before you help yourself to a swig of water. He watches a drop trickle from a corner of your mouth; stops it with a thumb before it drops onto his shirt, and he clears his throat once more as you place the cap back on.

You arch a brow. “Are you sure you don’t need this?”

His throat bobs, and his eyes flash at the bottle before he blinks. “Maybe a little.”

Your phone is in his hand, and he browses through songs while you take another hit. The water bottle is somewhere on the floor, empty, and the second blunt is almost gone. Time isn’t very important, so you settle back along his chest. He picks another song, and when it plays, he asks you if you know it. You recognize the song, but not the artist, so you shake your head. The simplest answer. But as you shake your head you take another hit, and reach a hand above your head to place on his jaw. It’s a soft touch, enough to turn his attention from your phone to you. He looks down, leaning into the way your hand molds and melts to his jaw. A cloud of smoke hits his face before he can think about it.

It’s an act of retaliation, blowing smoke in his face in turn, and you giggle. Who’s to say if you were the one to move, or if his mind was elsewhere, but Draken finds himself a hair’s breadth away from your lips once the smoke dissolves. To divert his eyes, he gazes down your neck, but it only leads him to a small gap that rests between your chest, and the low-cut shirt you’re wearing—giving him a glance of black lace you’re wearing underneath.

His face reddens, but he doesn’t move. He’s frozen still, so you move your head a little closer, nose lightly swiping over his chin as you take another pull. His skin runs hot against yours, and you discard the bud of the blunt into an ashtray before doing what you’re about to do. You can feel his pulse pumping blood down to his waist while your hands stay on his cheek. Then, you part your lips, letting the smoke run out slow between your lips.

He hesitates first, letting the smoke pass him before he follows your lead. A large hand cups beneath your chin while his jaw falls, floating above your upper lip. You push the remaining bit of smoke into his mouth and feel the way his chest rises to take it in. He lifts his head to blow it out, but his hand stays, and so does yours.

You never thought too much about the reasons behind Draken’s high habits. How his hands linger over you, and how his eyes steady on yours anytime they happen to meet. It doesn’t feel like a bother when you’re both faded, but when he lowers his lips over yours again, not even the high can protect you from the violent thump in your chest that his sudden proximity incites.

Between the both of you, you're closer to sober. So, you whisper. “Ken?”

He blinks, and that gives him the bout of clarity to remove himself. His back straightens, and he sighs into the sofa, throwing his head back against the cushion with his eyes closed.

His words come out slowly, a side effect from the high. “We don’t have to. I was gettin’ carried a…”

The sentence doesn’t finish. His words trail off when he feels you straddle one of his thighs, placing your hands by the hem of his shirt where your fingers tangle with the fabric. His lashes flutter while he scrambles for strength to lift his head. You don’t touch him, but his warmth radiates with ferocity from underneath his shirt. When he picks his head up, he finds himself in a similar compromising position. You’re a whisper away, and he can feel your words blow against the small hairs on his face. He licks his lip, attention splitting between your lashes and the fading lip gloss you wear.

“But you can,” you draw out. He’s been touching you all night, and after such a long day, you were feeling more susceptible to pressing your luck. On any other day, his touch would calm you. It’s easy to ignore, but today isn’t the same. Today, his touch feels like static. An intoxicating, heart-throbbing static. You add, with a shamelessly inviting look in your eye that he hasn't seen before. “If you want, you can.”

A war flashes behind his eyes. Draken’s brows dip for a beat, but he doesn’t need any more convincing before he molds his lips into yours. They’re warm, and slightly damp as his hand snakes to the nape of your neck. He pulls you in, anchoring a hand by your waist as he hums into the kiss. You’ve never wondered what it would be like, and maybe it’s because the both of you are high and your friendship is beyond salvageable, but his kisses feel right. The right shape, and not as aggressive as you would’ve thought had you been in a better state of mind. His hand slips behind you, ghosting up your spine to send your jaw loose in an airy moan. Your eyes flutter close, his tongue pushes out to glide over your lower lip.

A silent request for more.

It’s granted without question, as most things are between the two of you, prying your mouth apart just enough for his tongue to meet yours while your hands travel over his stomach. His hands linger soft, he mumbles a ‘wait’ before placing them where he wants. There’s no concern this time when his fingers slip beneath your shirt—he’s too busy pulling his legs together, pressing his back to the sofa, to notice. But he reaches for your thigh to move you, then he hesitates.

A smile takes it’s time appearing across your lips. Wondering if he’ll ask.

“Can I?”

A soft laugh, you give him that while swinging your leg over both his thighs to sit on his lap. Your hands never stop roaming, and he doesn’t seem to mind since his focus is only on you—or rather, on the way your lips move. Since he’s finally had a taste. He’s obvious when he’s high, and you entertain the thought that maybe he’s always wanted to have you like this. That thought makes the room feel a lot hotter than before.

His hands are steady when they trace at your hips. One of them moves to your thigh, just as his arm crosses your lower spine to pull you closer to him, as close as he can, and you initiate another kiss. Open-mouthed. Tongues meeting first, moving slow and sloppy. You allow the saliva under your tongue to mitigate the dry mouth, and it pulls a groan from him.

Your back hits the sofa at some point, no longer sitting on his lap. He slots himself between your legs, pulling his shirt over his body. Short ridges of muscle align his stomach, and a small scar slashes through a section of healed flesh. You know him to be fit, so the sight doesn’t surprise you, but that doesn’t stop you from raking your nails against the newly exposed skin. It flexes and caves under your touch while his sweatpants push to his ankles. Then, he leans over you.

Clothes are scattered everywhere, and one of his hands graze over the dark lace that decorates your chest. He doesn’t look at that, though, he looks at you when he says, “You’re really pretty, you know that?”

He makes work out of removing your matching set while he laps at a soft spot behind your ear. He says it again once you're bare for him, and his handsy tradition doesn't falter as he runs his hands over your tits.

“So fuckin’ pretty.”

His hips rut into you, rubbing the tip of his cock lazily through your folds while he rings his tongue around a nipple. The pad of his thumb works the other, and he laughs into your skin when you arch your back into him. It’s playful, not teasing, but he looks at you with a smirk.

His tongue stops, but his thumb still swipes over a perked nub. “Feels good, huh?”

The couch fabric gives sound to your voiceless head nod, and you mewl when he starts to lick again, closing his mouth around a breast. “Mm-hmm. Feels good. Don’t stop.”

Every touch leaves a tingle, every movement feels long and slow as he alternates between tongue and hand. The gloss that coats his cockhead is a joint effort, and when you begin to rock against him, he groans into your chest. Cold air blows over it when he detaches his lips with a ‘pop’, and his mouth finds yours as the candles start to flicker out—their wicks drowning in the melted wax.

The playlist starts over with songs that sound familiar but it all fades into a hum when Draken latches his lips to yours. Tongue grazing aimlessly over everything it can reach. He wants every bit of you.

You can feel him navigating through the dark, heated fingertips gliding a line down your stomach. It doesn’t take much time to find his place due to how well he’s memorized your curves. He lifts your leg, pushing it close to your stomach while he aligns himself, but he stops.

“Ah. Hold on a minute,” he breathes, dipping down to reach into a pocket of his sweats.

You laugh, lazy and vibrant, when you hear the plastic rattle. Sounding incredulous, and slightly impressed. “You planned this?”

He mumbles defensively, “I always keep a few. Just in case.”

You want to call his bluff, but instead of questioning it you reach for his neck, pulling him into you while he scrambles to open the condom. He moans into your lips as he rolls it on, and pushes himself in, nearly halting when you gasp into his mouth. He tries to ask if you’re alright, but you only wrap your legs around his waist. Pulling him, greedily, deeper into you.

“Ah,” he sighs, fingers digging into the cushion of the sofa. Warm, wavering breaths fan over your neck, giving it a teasing nibble as he burries himself inside, stretching you out. “Fuck, you feel…”

Words are exchanged for focus. With Draken only capable of focusing on one at the moment. His hips draw back, and he hisses at the way you clamp around him.

“‘S so fuckin’ tight,” he finishes, “Feels good, when you do that.”

A slow drive propels him forward, dragging his slightly-curved cock against a spot that makes you keen. He repeats the movement, pushing for the same sound, and you give it. Along with a long moan of his name that rings louder, better, than music.

His mouth never leaves the comfort of your body, and neither does his hands. They fondle your chest, grip at your waist while he dips his cock into you, rolling his hips into yours with every thrust. His patterns make you wonder if he likes the way your voice sounds, because his rhythm changes the second he stops hearing it. He rolls, and then he pounds, but then he undulates and rocks, creating a new song for sybarites when your cunt starts to respond in squelches.

He fills you up easily, kissing the perfect spot with the least amount of effort, but he gives his all—everything he has—in making you see stars. His hand drifts to your clit, rubbing lazy circles while he pants into your neck, savoring the warmth there now that the room bathes in a dark cold. An approving groan rumbles against your throat when your legs tighten around his waist, and you start to spasm.

You gasp. “I’m–!”

Draken rubs messily over your swollen clit. His fingers languid, covered in a sticky substance that belongs to the both of you. Your legs fall to tremble, and your stomach coils, making the rest of your sentence shaky and breathless.

“K-Ken, I’m gonna’ cum.”

By the feel of his own hips stuttering he’s not too far behind, and it might have been his name on your lips that brings him to snap into you one final time.

“F-Fuck. Me too.”

Most of the high is gone, but your thoughts are still hazy–and so is the room as your vision blurs for a moment. He lingers over you, panting for breath as he pulls out. You almost wish the lights were on to see how his chest heaves. His hands feel sweaty when he runs a lazy palm down your arm and rises off the couch.

There’s a minor ring in your ear from the orgasm, and it stifles what Draken tries to mouth to you. He pulls the condom off slowly, and checks it before he disposes it in a small trash can. His sweatpants return to his hips, and he brushes a hand over the top of his head with a sigh.

“What?”

“I can’t find my phone,” he repeats. His hands feel over the table, but he only huffs. Coming up empty. “Think you could call it?”

You feel the couch for yourself, and your fingers run over the cold metal before the screen brightens. His contact is easy to find if you look at your recents. His name shows up the most there, so it’s only a click before an obnoxious ringtone floods the room. It echoes down the hall, and he groans at the sound while you cackle.

“You really kept it?” you say, fully bemused.

Draken shakes his head, but falters with a small grin, “Yeah, I did. It fits.”

It’s the only answer he gives you before disappearing down the hall to get it. The sound of the showerhead tells you that he won’t be coming back for a while, so you nuzzle into a corner of the couch. Ghost touches keep the small hairs along your skin on end. The smile on your face doesn’t seem to dampen either. You attempt to get comfy, cutting the speaker off mid-song in exchange for the television. Paper menus decorate your kitchen table, and you think to go grab one for a late night snack before a deep voice barrels from down the hall.

The door creaks, and the water still runs as he shouts over it. “Hey, you comin’ in?”

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Tumblr is so polite; it reminds me of a peaceful healed foreign parent who is loving to their children and everyone who comes into their home . Anyways; here is some old smut I made way back in the day

Hidan the Jashinist: Masterlist

Sudden Encounters

Captured

'Proper' Introductions

Slow Foreplay

Begging

Pussy Drunk

Bathroom Aftercare

Frustrating Meetings

Euphorical Experience

Trying New Things

Bipolar

Mouse Shit

'First' Time

Breakfast and Dip

untitled.

Ideas I didn't put in the fanfic

(12/17/22) A/N: Bro these fucking titles actually give me second han d embarrassment for my last self, but my past self is still myself, so it gives me first hand embarrassment too. 

#naruto shippuden smut #naruto hiden #hiden smut #Naruto smut #naruto fluff #naruto angst

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I’m reposting this piece I did a while back cuz I was jus proofreading over it and I was like “yo if didn’t know this was my writing I’d say this person did a good job”. Therefore I think this should be shared to the world once again because the TR smut on tumblr has not been hitting the same as it was 6 months ago 🤷‍♀️. (No diss to ppl who r still writing for TR on here, I appreciate you)

#tokyo revengers smut #tokyorev x reader #tokyo revengers angst #tokyo rev fluff #ran haitani fluff #ran haitani smut #ran haitani #tokyo rev smut

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Yasu from Nana is so fine, he’s so amazing and kind and I love him. I’d let him hit no hesitation. I lowkey wanna write a smut piece abt him 😭😭 he literally looks great w or wo sunglasses

With glasses:

No glasses:

#nana osaki #yasu nana #yasushi takagi #Yasushi #meow

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Omg guys I finally got my account back, I’ll try to write some shit but idk

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I remember someone blocked me cuz they blocked a 15 yr old that interacted w their content and I said they shouldn’t be a hipócrite after writing smut abt baji 🤨🤨💀

Ykw it’s so funny bc I see ppl post smut abt baji and emma and then get mad when someone says “you can’t age up the characters because they not your characters” plus if you block me this post is abt you 😭

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I am literally urging every single one of yall to jus request characters for this shit. IDNC who it is (as long as they are 18+ or have a timeskip.)

All I Want Is You

This is a going to be a collection of one shots inspired by Miguel’s album, if y’all want a character to be added jus send me a request ig 🤷‍♀️ it’ll mostly be TR characters if nothing is requested

Sure Thing

All I Want is You

Girl With the Tattoo

Pay Me

Quickie

Girls Like You

Hard Way

Teach Me

Hero

Vixen: Ken Ryuuguji

To the Moon

My Piece

I DO NOT OWN ANY OF MIGUELS SONGS OR ALBUMS THIS IS JUS FOR FUN ALL THE RIGHTFUL RIGHTS GO TO HIM AND HIS COMPANY

#tokyo revengers smut #attack on titan smut #aot smut #demon slayer smut #mha smut #jjk smut #bleach smut #naruto shippuden smut #one shot

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Hiya!! Would you mind doing Vixen for Draken for your Miguel fics? Like time skip Draken who’s been working a lot lately and decides to take his woman out and when they get home she gives him a nice show😘😩please and thank you!

A/n: OMG THANK U FOR REQUESTING!! sorry it took awhile for me to post, I was procrastinating 😅

Song Recommendation: Vixen by- Miguel

Play the song when I tell you to.

Content Warnings‼️: Fem!reader, stripping, fellatio, tit job, sperm swallowing, overstimulation (m and f receiving), manhandling, nipple play, riding, vaginal penetration, cervix fucking, size kink, mentions of reader getting pregnant, mommy kink? (Once), facial, and slight angst (lmk if I missed sum)

All I Want is You Masterlist

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Draken had always been a hardworking man in everything he had done, wether it be his friendships, his gang affairs, or his bike shop. This was one of the many characteristics you admired about him, from a young age he had to mature and carry many responsibilities, which in turn led to him rarely getting a break from this reality. You and Ken had been dating for almost a year now and you were always supportive in everything he wanted to pursue, and that included his business he ran with Seishu. Although there were times when you tried to intervene and tried to convince him to take a break and allow himself to relax but he would always brush it off as “it’s just work baby.”

This time though you were able to get Seishu to take over the shop for an entire afternoon and night so you and Draken could spend some quality time together. Ken didn’t know about this until Seishu called in that afternoon telling him he got the day off which made the black haired man furrow his eyebrows.

“You’re not even my boss Inupi, who told you I got the day off?” He asked through his cellphone.

As if on queue you entered the room and responded to his question, “I did.”

Draken turned to look at you now with a more confused look on his face than before. How long has this motherfucker been in my house? He hung up the phone without saying goodbye.

“Ken you’ve been overworking yourself at that shop and haven’t had time to just relax and see your other friends. And… I’ve been feeling neglected by you as well…” You whispered the last bit looking down at your socks.

“Baby I’m sorry… I didn’t know it was hurting you that much, I should’ve asked you.” The dragon man got down to your level with a sad expression and caressed your cheek with his colossal hand. “I’ll make it up to you yeah? I’ll take you out like my girl deserves.”

You looked into his dark eyes and noticed the sheer genuine unapologetic love in them. You smiled at him and wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing his lips softly before hugging his neck. He picked you up by having your thighs around his waist as he kissed you back while he pawed at your velvety ass.

“Let’s sleep awhile so that tonight we can stay up all night~” You whispered against the male’s pale pink lips.

He chuckled lowly, causing your stomach to flutter as he flashed you with his charming grin.

“Sounds like a plan baby.”

He carried you to his bedroom and laid you down gently ass you shuffled into the right position. Ken followed as he wrapped his strong biceps around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder…

You hadn’t realized that you had been asleep for eight hours until you checked the time.

20:16

You turned to your side to find that Ken had on an aloof expression as his right forearm rested atop his forehead, his dyed black hair laying down from to his shoulders. You smiled, wishing you had your cell closer to you so you could’ve taken a photo.

You briefly straddled his waist with the least amount of weight you could sit, to sneakily crawl off the bed.

You tiptoed down the hallway to where you left your bag, you sorta predicted that Draken being Ken that he would take you out after telling him you missed him, he’s always been soft like that. Therefore you planned an outfit for the dinner, because when Ken asked you to go out to dinner it wasn’t like going to some Boston Pizza, no he would put his entire drakussy in those dates.

You pulled out the outfit that you had brought and splayed out both of the special pieces.

This part was the one that the public would be able to see (there is no jacket)

and the one that only Ryuuguji could see ♡

You proudly looked over your choices and knew that he would love it, you planned on giving him the night of his life.

You skipped on to his room and secretly put them in the far back of his closet where he kept his high school years clothes. You scurried to the washroom and began running the hot water.

After 25 minutes you were finished with your shower  and your skincare. Opening the door allowing the steam to air out, with a towel wrapped around your body, you sauntered back to Ken's room and found that he was sat down on his bed with his large hands rubbing at his eyes.

"Hi baby, how'd you sleep?" You asked while you pushed back his unruly hair to the back.

He inhaled a tired breath, "fine, I was jus wondering where you went but I see now."

"Yeah you should go shower too, and pick out something nice for tonight." You suggested.

"You should pick if out for me, you always pick out nice things."

"Okay Kenny if you insist."

He stood up from the bed as he pet your head and kissed the top of it. Going to leave he didn't go until he gave a playful slap to your ass. You rolled your eyes at his actions and went over to his closet, you found it would work easier if you put on the clothes on first and then do your hair and makeup.

You had finished putting everything on, and the lingerie fit nicely but was sorta hard to put on. Along the way you had also picked out Draken’s fit as well.

Which was this

You really thought his black shiny hair would put it all together. You were now seated on the bed with all your select makeup on the comforter doing it through the camera of your phone. As you were finishing up you looked toward the door as you heard heavy footsteps approaching the bedroom. You found the 6"2 man at the doorway with his beige towel tied lowly on his hips, allowing you to get a clear view of his defined abs, his scar on his stomach from when he was young, and the teasing V line...

"Stop starin'" He snapped you out of the trance and chuckled at your widened eyes as you looked up at him.

"You look amazing y/N, im sorry for not showing you that sooner, but I promise I'm making it up to you tonight." He bent down to peck your lips, careful in not ruining your preferred makeup.

"Ken... You're amazing, honestly and I won't hold anything against you, I'm jus glad that we're spending time together now." You smiled fondly at your boyfriend.

He is getting some good head tonight, that's for sure.

"Okay lemme put on my fit and we can get going once you're done too yeah?"

You hummed know agreement as you finished up your makeup.

Although Draken had his own car now, knowing that his delinquent days were over, he had still kept his Zephyr, it was his baby after all. He hadn't had time to take it out for a ride since he wanted to keep his reputation up as a "well rounded" guy ( he was for the most part ). You could see how much he yearned to take it out of his storage unit so you decided to ask.

"Ken what if we took your bike out to get to the restaurant? I'm sure it'd be faster that way and you can relive old times."

The tall man looked down at you as you two were riding the elevator down to the main floor, his mind flood with unforgettable memories of his teenage years...

"But y/N you haven't ridden one in so long what if-"

"Neither have you, unless you've been taking it out without my knowledge, but for the most part that is just muscle memory. Stop being a miserable old man and take me out on your motorcycle Draken." You huffed.

He flinched a little at hearing you use his famous nickname. "Damn, okay if you insist."

You smiled at his submissiveness to your assertive demeanour.

After waiting in the lobby for him to return with the bike you found him outside of the doors leaning pridefully on his Zephyr with a large grin on his face. It still looked as though it had when he was fifteen.

"We're both getting on this thing with helmets on Ken." You sternly admitted.

"But-" You looked up at him with a scowl at his immediate excuses whilst you examined a helmet in your hands.

"Okay..." He blubbered as he straddled the bike as you handed him a helmet that might've been a little too tight on him, but it was a safety thing nonetheless. He started the engine and you hurriedly got on as well, not caring about your dress riding up your hips. You wrapped your arms around his built waist and let him know you were ready.

The man had a large grin on his face as he began speeding up through the dim streets of Tokyo, letting his dyed hair blow ( in your face) through the brisk air. He was extremely thankful for you and this was just another gesture that proved it.

Finally you two arrived at the restaurant, Ken parked his bike down in the parking lot whilst you got off and re-adjusted the dress. He finished that up and you wrapped your arms around his large bicep with a giddy smile on your face.

"Good evening, reservation under Ryuuguji Ken."

The front desk person nodded and led you to your table, you were confronted with a beautiful set up booth, there was your favourite wine and garlic bread awaiting you two. The person placed the menus on the table and allowed you to sit.

"I'll get a waiter assigned to your table soon Mr and Mrs Ryuuguji." They walked off.

"Y/N Ryuuguji? I like it." Ken smirked as he wrapped his large hand around your hip as you sifted through the menu.

"Wow Kenny didn't know you wanted to marry me so bad." You teased as you looked up to his beaming face.

"Of course I do, I also wanna have my kids with you. How many do you want?"

"Who said I wanted them?" You tested.

"That's okay too, but with your genes they would turn out amazing."

"I'm just kidding Ken, I'd only want you to get me pregnant. Soooo maybeeee 2?"

"Sure gorgeous." He kissed your forehead and reached for the wine. Pouring you and him a glass.

You thanked him and took a sip as you looked around the restaurant, it had iridescent chandeliers under every table, and lots of different shades of red and gold. Other couples were seated patiently or already eating.

"Hello, I'll be your server this evening what could I get you? Or would you like more time?"

"Ermmm I think I have what I want, what about you Ken?"

"Me too."

You both ordered and the server nodded their head and walked off to where you could only assume was the kitchen.

After some time you received your orders and asked the server to take a picture of the two of you to have this memory on your phone. Your body was right next to his, his large hand holding you tight against his body by your hip. He had that boyish grin on his face that always warmed your heart, since he would only show that expression when he was truly comfortable and happy.

"Thank you." You told the waiter as they handed back your phone and nodded compliantly. "Thank you Kenny, I'm so happy." You beamed.

"Me too baby. I love you." Draken had learnt from his past experiences that it's okay to tell the people you love that you love them, since you never know when it'll be too late to tell them...

Ryuuguji had been adamant on not allowing you to know what the bill's total was, saying that it was his treat and didn't wanna stress you.

You two got back to his apartment and you were anticipating showing him your grand scheme soon... Once he had opened the door to his room, you were hastily situating him on his queen sized bed.

"What's with the rush y/N? "m not goin' anywhere." He murmured with concern as he ran his coarse hands down your smooth sides.

"I know... I've jus been waiting to do this all night Ken..." You whispered as your hands were on his shoulders. "So just let me take care of you... Kay?"

At this point the man knew where this was going, and he could feel his excitement growing...

k play the song.

Let's play a little game Just between you and I Obviously physical...

The only light being provided was the one from the hallway seeping into the open door. You backed away from his seated figure and sensually stripped off the spaghetti straps off your slim fitting black dress. Draken could see the straps of the lingerie peaking out the dress. His stare showing how awestruck he was of you...

To please and entertain...

Finally the dress was forgotten on the floor, while the necklace on your unmarked neck gleamed alongside your hoop earrings.

You will get the spotlight all night

You stepped toward the black haired man once again as you leaned your face in to teasingly place two pecks on the sides of his mouth, he tried chasing your plush lips but you just smirked and turned around. You let him get a full view of your ass, as your fingers clawed at the flesh, which in turn revealed that the lingerie had a pussy slit giving Draken a perfect view of what was waiting for him, hole clenching in anticipation.

You turned back to face him and ran your hands down your front, letting them roam a little longer around your breasts. As your hands went further down so did your body, you were shimming to the floor. Your hands then finally rested on Ken's knees, as yours were planted to the floor. With doe eyes and a sultry look on your face, you unbuckled his black belt letting the clinking of it fill the thick air. Once it was loose you unbuttoned his pants, urging him to shuffle out of them. Now the only thing in the way was his unbranded navy blue boxers, you could see the protruding bulge waiting to be set free.

You pushed down on his stomach to make him lay on his forearms, he submissively agreed letting you do whatever your heart desired. After pulling the entirety of his pants down and on the ground you decided to tease him a little. You spread his thighs farther apart with your delicate hands not daring to break eye contact. You crawled on top of him, hovering your heat right beneath his clothed cock as you pulled his turtleneck over his head, leaving him in only his boxers. You cupped his face as your mouth explored his long neck, littering kisses and nipping bites. Draken slid his hands down your arms, unsure of where else he should put them. Your lips kissed down his pecks and to his sternum. Finally you slid down his boxers, beholding his massive erect penis.

You're always down for something new...

It had been a while since you saw it, but nonetheless never failed to get you excited and drooling. Your left hand grabbed hold of the top which caused Ken to flinch at the sudden touch, you smirked at his reaction as your hand began stroking his cock gently. Your right hand then unclasped the straps of where it was holding your boobs up, once both were undone your tits bounced out, your nipples already perked up and hard. The tip was oozing thick pre, with a pointed tongue you kitten licked the cum away, tasting the familiar bittersweet fluid. He had been taking deep breaths in and out of his nose to control his sexual tendencies. Your right hand went down to his large balls and began fondling them, as you encased his length inside your mouth. Draken winced at the slick interior. You swirled your tongue around the tip for a few moments before then moving your head up and down his three inch girth. Having been used to his cock already you had no problem downing it like a shot of tequila. You set a rhythmic pace to his cock, allowing it to get sloppy your saliva seeping out of your mouth.

"Fuck you're so good at this baby, can suck dick like a cockhungry slut yeah?"

This egged you on, going back to the tip to suckle on it. As you were focusing on the tip your hands twisted at the base and squeezed his balls. Ken could feel his body on fire and his balls tightening as your ministrations continued. He couldn't contain himself anymore as he fisted your hair in his large hand, to which he began moving your head up and down his length rapidly, reaching him closer to his impending orgasm.

You will be my vixen

Finally he came down your mouth as cum dribbled down your mouth attempting to drink up all of it.

Delivering a captivating performance everytime...

"Fuck you did so well angel, loved it so-so much." Draken breathed as he sifted through your tangled hair. You opened your mouth at his praise as you looked up at him, letting him know that you downed all his seed. Your eyes shifted to those of a siren as he saw mischief in your eyes, as your mind thought of something else.

You shuffled up to his torso so your mouth was kissing his bellybutton and you wrapped your soft boobs between his cock like a hotdog. Your hands squished it as your chest began lifting itself up to then bring itself back down. Draken whimpered at the overstimulation, he tried to take your hands off him but you wouldn't budge.

"Fuck! "m still sensitive y/N, s-stop please." His pleading was so cute.

You detached yourself off his tip to respond, "I said let me take care of you Ken." In a way you were doing it for your benefit more than his, loving to see powerful big men crumble and whimper, but at least he got to cum once more out of it.

You could tell he was close once again because of the shallow breaths coming out of his mouth. Whilst still moving your upper body up you tweaked at your nipples to give you some more pleasure.

"Shit— I'm gonna cum y/N! Fuck! Shit shit shit shit!" And he stuck to his word, spurts of seed shot down your esophagus and with welcoming arms you gripped his hips to steady yourself.

You got off his dick and panted out breaths. He didn't even give you time to recover before he lifted you from your knees and sat you right on his erection. You gasped at how wet you were and how easy the entrance was to your hole.

"K-ken! Y-you're so big! C-can't do it." You cried as your head fell onto his shoulder. Suddenly his hands were pulling your hips up and down his length.

"Since you wanna act like a little brat, I can fuck you like a whore." His eyes no longer held the adoration and love he had in his eyes everytime they were on you, now they were full of lust and frustration (whether it was sexual or not you don't know).

Usually Ken would prep you to take his 8 incher but he had already been impatient since you got back home so he couldn't care less. Your cunt was vice gripping his cock, allowing him to feel all of your ridges and velvet edges.

"Just cause your pussy is pretty doesn't mean that I'll go easy on it." He began to mark your neck by littering red hickeys that would turn purple in the morning on it.

Your hands were planted firmly on his broad shoulders trying to get some sort of balance by the rapid thrusting of his cock in your heat. Your jaw was hanging low nothing but whimpers and wanton moans slipping out. Draken had let one of his hands roam from your hip to your nipple, twisting and tugging at it. Your hands went to tug on his black locs, undoing his bun in the process, your mouth right against his ear, letting him hear all the sweet sounds of pleasure he was fucking out of you. He was hitting your G spot making youu become more breathless. His hips were thrusting with fervor desperate to get himself to his third orgasm and give you one as well.

The sound of skin on skin plus each other's moans were the only thing filling the hot air in the man's bedroom. Draken's large cock began hitting your cervix forcing you to cry out from the mix of pleasure and slight discomfort.

"K-Ken! "m Gonna cum! Please!"

"I know baby, jus look at where I am in your tummy." You simultaneously looked down to where you two were connected and found that his cock was outlined on your stomach, right past your bellybutton to be exact. He pushed against your stomach, which made your pelvis thrust up. A broken moan fell from your lips, before you could protest and further Draken forcefully turned you on your back, not letting his penis slip out of your cunt. He hastily placed your legs over his shoulders as he planted his hands at the sides of your shoulders. While still fucking into you he chased after your lips to then capture them in a passionate sensual kiss (make-out sesh). Your eyes closed shut knowing that your orgasm was coming at you quickly. One particularly forceful thrust that bruised your cervix and made you break off the kiss made you cum.

"Fuck! KEN!" You squealed. You came so much in fact that it pushed his member out of your sopping hole. The ex gang member was still chasing after his high that he fisted his cock and slid his thumb over his tip whilst also overstimulating your clit in the process. Your legs began to twitch and you whined, trying to push away his hand but to no avail.

Thick long spurts of cum landed on your sweaty face, some almost getting caught in your eye, his low groans coaxing you and him gently down from your releases. Draken let go of his limp cock and brought his hands to the sides of your head to examine you better. Your face was always such a site to look at but your face covered in his cum just made Draken's blood flood to his dick.

"Wow baby, you did so well f"me wanna get you cleaned up yeah? Then we can go to bed?"

"N-No..." You breathed, placing your hands on his broad chest looking up at your boyfriend with a pouty expression.

"No?"

"I wanna go another round Ken... please? Want your cock again, want you to cum in me this time..." You pleaded shamelessly as if you were asking for some candy.

The man's eyes widened at your statement but quickly welcomed it. "Yeah? My pretty girl wants me to make her a mommy? Can't get enough of my cock?" He asked condescendingly.

You nodded quickly and swiped your thumb across your white covered cheek, sticking your tongue out to lick up the residue of Ryuuguji's cum. You smiled sultrily up at the man above you. He watched in awe... You two were goin to have a long night, why else would you take a nap in the middle of the  afternoon?

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Taglist: @takeomiswhvre

#draken #draken smut #ken ryuuguji imagines #ken ryuuguji smut #tokyorev x reader #tokyo rev fluff #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers smut #ken ryuuguji x reader #draken x reader #tokyo revengers fluff

[broijuswannareadsmut]

Shit I’m not fucking writing.

-any hybrid shit e.g= wolf!(character)

- characters w no timeskip or like 18+

- feces kinks

- r@pe smut

I’ll add some more once I think of sum

[broijuswannareadsmut]

{ 03:48 }

wc: 500

Just thinking about your fave being amused by your first time giving them head. He’s just so big, his prominent veins making it so intimidating for you to just start.

“Go on, you can do it.” He coaxed.

With still so much hesitation you sat between his legs and began lightly licking up on the said veins, you peered up at him to find a lazy grin playing at his lips. You swirl your tongue around his flushed tip and sucked ever so slightly, as you detach yourself from his dick you find pre spilling out of his head. You look up at him once more with nervous doe eyes, to which he returns the look with a small smirk.

“Can’t take it baby? Too big for you?”

You pout at his cockiness and mumble out a response, before going down to his balls and licked one long stripe on the underside of his comically large penis, before settling on the tip and sucking harshly. He winces at the sudden pleasure and grits his teeth, making you smile under your breath. With a deep breath in through your nose and back out you sunk your throat down the entirety of his cock. You felt yourself start to cough, his head blocking your airway. They put their hand on the top of your head before you could back out, practically choking you he gently starts to lift your head back up giving you a moment of breath before sinking you down hastily back down.

“See baby it wasn’t so hard, I’ll let you do it yourself now.” He caressed your hair momentarily before he went back to putting his arms behind his head.

You sputtered out breaths and coughs before calming down, you quickly figured he liked it deep and messy. You repeated what you did the first time but this time you wouldn’t hold back. You ensured your tongue was slippery enough as your mouth was assaulting his dick. Your inexperience causing you to gag involuntarily. He watched as your filthy mouth was filling up the room with lewd noises. He smiled at how desperate and eager you were to please and pleasure him just like they had done with you.

“Such a cock hungry bitch aren’t ya?”

You hummed, causing him to jolt into your mouth from the vibrations. This gave you a sense of pride which in turn made you go faster. His orgasm was approaching quicker than it ever had before. He pushed down on your head once more not allowing you to move as your tongue still lathered around his dick, without warning he came down your throat, giving you no choice but to swallow his hot seed.

He was breathing shallowly through his mouth, with a light blush blessing his features. Once he knew you had taken it all he let go of your head. Looking up at him expecting a comment on your performance.

“Fuck, didn’t know you could suck cock like that baby.”

#naruto shippuden smut #tokyo rev smut #jjk smut #demon slayer smut #haikyuu smut #bnha smut #mha smut #aot smut #drabble

[broijuswannareadsmut]

Kakucho + Washroom

This is an alternative ending from this one shot, in which you decided to not fw Ran anymore and read Kakucho’s response to your message, to which you and Kaku become intimate…(pretend that he’s 18 in the Rokuhara Tandai but looks like he looks in Bonten)

Content warnings ‼️: fem!reader, softdom!Kakucho, fellatio, exhibition, vaginal penetration, fingering, finger sucking, cunnilingus, squirting, cockwarming, overstimulation (m and f receiving), belly bulge, nipple play (f receiving), cervix fucking, breeding kink, creampie, praise kink (f receiving), teasing degrading ifywim, mention of subspace, maybe a lil OOC? (lmk if I missed sum)

A/n: fun fact! Marijuana improves blood sugar control and studies show that it gives lower levels of insulin resistance by 17%, so basically you have less chances of becoming diabetic if ur a 🍃 user

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"I hate you." Your eyes started welling up with tears, your eyes becoming glossy, you sniffled as you covered your arm over your mouth. Ran turned to look at you and propped himself up on his elbow to look at you better. The tears were now rolling down your cheeks.

"Hey, hey baby what's wrong? Why're you crying?" He asked concerned.

You took in breaths of air trying to say the words without sounding like a complete idiot out of breath. "I-I hate that I'll never be able to let go of you... even after you get sick of me I'll still be in love with you..."

Ran's eyes widened at your sudden confession, he wiped his chin off on his forearm and spoke, "y/N... I'd never get sick of you." His eyebrows furrowed at the very thought. "I've loved you since the first time I got into your car after that night... you're so beautiful and intelligent, I could write essays on how much I love you and why." He rambled.

"Then why haven't you ever asked me out on a proper date? Or asked me to be your partner? You've only shown me your 'love' through materialistic things Ran... how am I supposed to believe you?"

"I'm an asshole, an idiot, a bastard, but I never want you to think that I don't love you y/N. I was afraid you'd say no if I asked, or you'd be weirded out if I showed you how I truly feel and care about you, so gifts were the only way I knew how to show you."

"You should've just had the balls and told me. You shouldn't have had to make me go crazy over you.." You sniffled. Ran opened his arms signalling for you to let him hold you, you shuffled into Ran's warm arms as he gently wrapped them around your bare back. He kissed the top of your head as he threaded your hair through his fingers.

"I'm sorry y/N, but I'm telling you now and I hope you'll still take me..." He whispered onto the top of your scalp.

You thought for a few moments, basking in the last few moments of being so close and intimate with Ran. You knew that you deserved so much better. Although you loved Ran Haitani... you knew what was best for you.

"No."  You said, pulling yourself off of his grasp. You sat up from your bed and covered your breasts.

"W-what? Y/N come on I love you, you don't mean it." He argued sitting up as well trying to look you in the eye, but you looked away from his violet orbs.

"I love you too Ran but I'm not someone you can just keep around for this long. Instead of making bullshit excuses you should've just asked me. You were too late."

"Y/N-"

"Please leave. I don't wanna fight, I'm tired and need you to leave before I say something I regret. I said that after tonight we would be over and I meant it."

"Stop being difficult y/N let's talk it out, please." He pleaded as he put his large hand on your thigh.

You pried his hand off of you and stood up toward your door, "please leave Ran. You had your chance and clearly you didn't take it."

"I'm not leaving." He blurted with his arms crossed against his broad chest.

You sighed, you were seriously tired and you couldn't deal with his shit right now. "Fine."

You walked into your closet and pulled some sweatpants over your bare lower body then a sweatshirt over your upper half. You walked back to your bed where Ran still sat dumbfounded, you grabbed your phone and looked back at him.

"I'm gonna use that car for the last time tonight but don't worry tomorrow morning it's yours again." You turned your back to him and went toward the door until you felt him grab onto your wrist.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going y/N?"

"You lost the right to know a while ago Haitani." You shook his hand off of you and went out into the hallway. He obviously followed after you spewing words at you.

"Y/N think rationally, let's talk about it, just come back to bed and we can cuddle and tomorrow I can take you out to-"

"I said no Ran. Learn how to accept it. If you don't wanna leave MY home then fine. But when I come back I don't want you to be here." You turned back to him looking back at him fiercely.

"But I love you... Don't leave me... please..." He begged with a broken voice.

If you hadn't been so damn tired maybe you'd had broke and let him take you back to bed.

"Sucks. Night Haitani." You slipped on your slides and grabbed your keys closing the front door behind you. Leaving a naked emotional Ran in your apartment. He punched the wall in frustration, leaving a hole in it... (comin out of your security deposit)

You were back downstairs to where you briefly remembered parking your car and pressed the lock button, hearing the beeping and seeing the flicking of the lights. You scurried over to the driver door and slid inside. The interior still smelling of marijuana you rolled down the windows allowing the late night air flow inside. You check your phone and noticed the time read 4:18am

"Shit..." you muttered in disbelief. It was practically the early morning. You saw below the seven messages four from Kakucho and three from Rindou, you clicked on the young Haitani's name and quickly inserted your passcode to load in the notifications.

Rindou 🤥

Yo y/N Ran is going over to your place be prepared he looked rough asf. 11:28pm Ik y'all will prolly jus fuck so I'm not too worried 11:30pm That girl that was sitting on him is whining abt how he left and shit and how you slapped her. So annoying. 12:58am

You replied back

Rin me and him are over. I never wanna see that fuckers face again. 4:35am

You clicked out of your chat and went to Kakucho's newfound messages, albeit a little scared on how he would react to the unsolicited porn he received earlier in the night... You took a deep breath and read what he said.

Kakucho ..... 1:21am Uhh... yeah I think he might be a lil bigger than me but nothing too drastic you know? 1:30am Where you serious about wanting to see mine? 1:56am Unless that was just like a kink or fetish of yours then forget I said anything... 2:00am

You sighed in relief at his response, he didn't sound mad, just confused but you'd take that response over being disgusted any day.

Hi Kaku sry for responding late... No it wasn't a kink or anything but I cut things off w Ran so if ur offer is still up I would like to see more than your cock ;) 4:38am

You turnt your phone off and put your hands firmly on the expensive steering wheel sighing from your fatigue. Man I just wanna sleep.

You were trying to think of where to go, but your mind kept leading back to the Haitanis. You had made a few friends in high school but you didn't bother to keep in touch with them. You settled to find a 24 hour conviene store and splurge on some snacks by then until you either found a place to stay or knew Ran had left yours.

After 15 minutes of driving by the streets of Tokyo and watching the early sunrise through the comfort of your tinted window you got out of the car and walked into the store, you were greeted by a middle aged looking East Asian man. You picked out your favourite snacks under the fluorescent bright lights, as you got the back where the cold drinks were. You quickly picked out whatever drink caught your eye and went to go pay upfront.

"Good morning ma'am." The man politely greeted.

"Hi, just these please." You responded.

He rung up all your items and you paid in cash and walked out with a plain plastic bag. You slid inside the interior and closed the door. You opened the snacks and began munching on them while admiring the Color's of yellow orange and red paint the Japanese sky.

You look at your phone screen to then see that Kakucho had responded back to your message.

Kakucho

Oh I'm sorry y/N are you okay? Come over to my place you can talk to me about it 4:56am

He then gave you his address, which you quickly put in your GPS and began driving on the way there.

You finally got to the destination and found an bunch of apartment complexes, after some time for looking at the one he said he lived in.

You parked the car in the visitor parking and walked inside the main lobby pressing on the apartment number so he could buzz you in. You heard the intercom connecting you and he spoke with his soft spoken deep voice.

"Y/N?"

"Hi Kaku, thank you for inviting me."

"No problem y/N, just come up." He buzzed you in as you simultaneously pulled open the door.

You got up on the elevator and pressed on the 5th floor. You waited patiently and got out as you walked down the bright hallway. You got to his door and knocked on the mahogany coloured door.

Kakucho opened the door after a minute and his eyes looked heavy with sleep and his middle parted hair was in disarray. His mouth upturned as he gave you a small smile ushering you inside. He pointed at his plain soft brown couch to allow you to sit. You sat down while he stood a few feet in front of you. He was shirtless, his tall figure giving way to his toned stomach as well, wearing those classic blue flannel patterned pyjamas hanging low on his waist which give you a clear view of his defined v line...

"Hey y/N how are you? Do you wanna talk about what happened tonight?" You were snapped out of your gawking at his body as he spoke.

"O-oh I'm sorry for bothering you at such an irregular time Kaku... and "m sorry for sending you that video... I was really angry with him." You apologized looking down at your lap.

His stoic demeanour faltered a little as he saw your genuine sincerity, he quickly sat beside you to comfort you.

"Hey hey don't worry y/N I invited you here cause I wanted you to come, and don't apologize for that video, it was unexpected but it was enjoyable seeing you take power over one of the most powerful men in Tokyo..." He complimented with admiration.

You looked up at him as his thin lips formed a welcoming genuine smile, you gave one back and chuckled a little.

"That sounded so masochistic of you Kaku, do you have some fucked up fantasies or what?" You playfully replied.

He thought for a moment looking at his popcorn ceiling. "Maybe. I haven't been with enough people to tell really."

You placed your left hand over his right and leaned in a little, looking into both his eyes, even examining the lightning shaped scar on his left side.

"I could help you figure it out Kaku... If you'd let me of course, if you want to remain friends that's fine too." You suggested.

"I would like that y/N... Maybe we could have what you and him had going on before..." He commented.

"Maybe... but I hope that if you actually like me that you won't be a coward to ask me out on a date or be yours." You urged.

At this point Kakucho had placed both his hands in yours, "y/N I don't know what the fuck is wrong with Ran for not asking you to date him sooner but I assure you I am not insane like him."

For some reason that statement gave you so much emotion to course through your veins that your eyes began welling with tears for the second time that night. You let go of his hands and wrapped your arms around his chest to cry into his neck, he gently pulled you onto his lap as you straddled himself while he laid back on the cushions holding you tightly within his strong arms.

You sniffled, "t-thank you Kaku for being here for me... yo-you're so kind." You cried onto his bare shoulder, feeling his skin dampening.

He was shushing you as he stroked your hair and his other hand was on your lower back. "It's okay y/N I'll always be here when you need me."

"D-do you promise?" You stuttered lifting your head from his shoulder looking at him with red glossy eyes and flushed cheeks.

"Of course, you are a valued person in my life."

More tears began to stream, needless to say that your emotions were running rampant.

You sucked in a breath and spoke, "t-then I'll be here for you when you need me k-Kaku, you don't always have to keep holding things in."

He pecked your forehead and smiled again, "thank you y/N, I won't if I can count on you now..."

You kissed his cheek lovingly and placed your head in the crook of his neck again, trying to calm yourself down.

Kakucho stood up while still holding you and you hung onto him like a koala.

"Let's go to bed y/N, I bet you haven't slept in a while."

"B-but don't you have gang stuff to do?" You whispered.

"Don't worry, I just have to go to a meeting at three in the afternoon so we can hang out for a while."

You got to his room and observed that he was a very minimalistic man, having a queen sized bed with grey linen, a plain black desk that had a few books and notebooks along with a rectangular picture frame that you recognized as the blind man as a small boy next to a Filipino looking boy, then a small closet in the middle of the wall.

Kakucho carefully placed you on the bed then covered you under the warm covers.

"Do you need anything?" He asked softly. You shook your head in disagreement. He nodded and got into bed himself, facing you the entire time.

"Can you hold me Kakucho? Please?"

Without second thought he opened his arms enough for you to wiggle into them, he then placed his hands over your belly, his chin over your right shoulder, and wrapped one of his legs over your hips.

The warm embrace brought you comfort as it quickly lulled you to a peaceful slumber...

You woke up still in Kakucho's hold, his cool breaths hitting your neck, tickling you slightly. Unaware of what time it was you slowly pulled out your cell to look at the time, 12:41pm

You unwrapped his arms off of you with ease and crawled over his body to get out of the bed. You tiptoed out of his room as you heard shuffling from his body, you looked back behind you to find he had an arm over his head and the other in his stomach, he looked beautiful as the thin curtains let the afternoon sun soak through the material and onto his scarred face.

You went to go find the bathroom and finally looked in a mirror after hours of not knowing what you looked like. Your hair was ruffled up and your eyes were filled with drowsiness, but the sleep had definitely done you some good. You sat on the toilet and looked around at the bathroom that was surprisingly neat, you finished pissing and washed your hands.

You walked down to the kitchen and went to open the refrigerator to see what Kakucho had to eat. The inside was filled with necessities, so no snacks or junk food you could really see, he didn't have a pantry so you thought he would have spices in a small drawer or cabinet so you went searching for that. You were careful to not be noisy. Finally you found a drawer filled with the basic spices. You had a lot of time alone so you learnt how to cook for your own sake, even with only having 5 ingredients. Being around the Haitani's as well also made you know how much portions you would need to make, considering they ate as though they were five huskies.

As you were grabbing all the things you were going to make you heard footsteps coming toward you. You turned around from the counter and saw Kakucho with his adorable bed head and his arms stretching above his head while yawning deeply. You smiled.

"Hey y/N what're you doing?"

"It was supposed to be a surprise and make you breakfast in the middle of the day to thank you for letting me stay, but you woke up." You pouted.

"Haha it's okay, you don't have to thank me for anything, your presence is enough." He walked over to you as he placed his nimble strong hands on the sides of your love handles. "Instead of staying here and making me breakfast let me take you out to lunch. I insist."

"But-"

"You get no say in this. C'mon you can borrow some of my clothes." He pulled you by your hand, leaving the forgotten ingredients on the counter.

After changing out of your clothes and getting ready to leave, Kakucho leads the way out of his apartment and down to the basement where he leaves his bike.

"Unlike all the other members I still prefer to use my motorcycle."

"I don't mind, I haven't ridden a motorcycle in a while so it'll be nice to relive the experience."

He handed you a helmet while he went without one (typical of gang members). He got on and then signalled for you to hop on as well.

You rode through the bustling streets of Tokyo, remembering how nice it felt to be the passenger on a motorcycle, always having this sense of unknowing.

After about forty minutes you arrived to where Kakucho had suggested eating. You both got off as you observed your surroundings, you had never been around here before or maybe you had and hadn't remembered.

"This is Kohaku, it's a lesser known restaurant I'd say and they're pretty chill, it's one of my favourite spots."

"If you say so Kaku..."

You had entered the restaurant and immediately the vibes in there were so calm and relaxing, instantly putting you in a better mood.

The bill had come out to be 12578.42 ¥, you had insisted on paying your half but Kakucho refused to let you.

"You didn't have to.." You said as you were heading back to his bike.

"Don't worry y/N, you're always so worried about stuff but I invited you so it's my treat." He reassured. "But unfortunately I do have to go to a meeting now, South will beat my ass if I'm not there on time."

"Can I come?" You asked softly, looking up at him with doe eyes.

"Uh... um well if you want to I guess you could? I'd have to ask, if you can't then you would have to wait inside of a cafe or something. If that's alright with you." He explained with flustered cheeks.

"Okay~"

You had finally arrived at the Rokuhara hideout and were walking shoulder to shoulder with Kakucho. You were brought with seeing a seven foot figure. Immediate intimidation set inside your body, not daring to let your eyes stray away from the top of its head. Ran had told you about Terano but never went into depth about it, telling you that it wasn't smart of him to allow you to get involved in gang shit.

"Kakucho. Who is this?" His voice was low and fear inducing. Finally you got a clear view of this man's face. Man bun, green circular eyes, and the most noticable feature of all was his large face tattoo that went down to his neck.

"This is y/N I was wondering if they could just stay here while I finish up this meeting?" He asked, you could notice the slight tremble of his hands but didn't question it.

He hummed at his question, "that depends... Are you a snitch y/N? Do I have to worry about you ratting me out?" He said as he lowered his torso down to your level.

You had dealt with many intimidating people and the best line of action that you always took was to never break eye contact.

"No sir, I'm not new to gangs, I've had friends who have been involved in them. And either way its never been my place to go tell other people's business." You confidently replied to him.

"I hope you stick to your word... wouldn't wanna hurt such a pretty face, it'd be a shame." He lifted his hand up to your face and roughly patted it, you winced at the sudden contact but let him do it none the less.

The meeting had started in the shabby dirty warehouse, thankfully they had places to sit. You situated yourself atop Kakucho's lap waiting for it to begin.

"Tch* those Haitani's are always fucking late. I should knock some sense into them again." South scoffed.

Your eyes perked up at the mention of the Haitani's, nervous to see the braided man again. Suddenly you heard two pairs of footsteps walk toward the meeting table from behind you.

"If you guys don't have a good fucking reason as to why you-" Terano stopped as soon as he saw Ran. "Fuck man you look terrible."

Everyone turned around to look, his usual braid were unmade just like you had left them the night before,(making you realize you still had his hair ties around your wrist) his hair looked tangled, his eyes were sleep deprived, and his usual lazy smirk was replaced with a miserable frown. Rindou looked fine, he had his hands in his pockets while he looked at his brothers back in concern.

"Yeah we're sorry we're late, Ran was dealing with some shit." Rindou apologized. You turned your body back upfront not letting Ran notice your concern.

"Yeah yeah... just don't let it happen again. I would beat your asses but Ran looks like someone did the job for me already." South criticized. "Anyways sit your asses down and let's begin the meeting! VIDDO!!!"

The brothers sat down directly across from you and Kakucho, they immediately noticed your presence, and your promiscuous position. Ran's shoulder visibly slumped and his eyes lowered down to his hands, as Rindou just let his eyes wander between the two of you.

You turned your head to whisper something to Kakucho, "hey I'm gonna step out for a moment kay?"

"Sure y/N the bathroom is to your left."

You stepped off his lap and walked in the direction of the brothers and you walked off to the washroom, you could tell that a pair of eyes were eyeing you down. You got to the bathroom and pulled down your borrowed slacks to then slip off your panties, you then ripped a hole through the crotch area so it wouldn't be visible when you walked back. Sorry Kaku.

You made sure that it perfectly gave you a view of your hole.  You walked back to the meeting area and gave a quick head nod of acknowledgment to South before you sat back down on Kakucho's lap.

"You wanna try something Kaku?" You whispered into his ear as he placed his hands on your hips. He thought for a moment, hesitant on what you were going to say next.

"...okay"

"Pull your cock out baby."

Kakucho's eyebrows furrowed at your crudeness. But he discreetly undid his sweatpant string and pulled it down enough for you to be able to see his flaccid penis. You were hyper aware of everyone, ensuring that all their eyes were on their leader and nothing more, you didn't dare look in HIS direction. As you spread your legs a little farther apart you slowly inserted his member through the makeshift hole and then inside your warm cunt. It was a tight fit and you could feel it start to grow inside you as you were easing it in, your cunt unconsciously clenching already, you heard Kakucho lowly wince.

"Ease up princess, pussy clenching me so tight."

You could feel arousal pooling in your core after his words. He settled to grab hold of his cock while you sunk the rest of it down, finally you could feel some of your slick lubing up his cock to allow the stretch to not hurt as much. Finally your hole was down to his pelvis, you felt so full, his cock had to be about six to seven inches long at least, his girth was that of two inches. You were getting restless already, rotating your hips counterclockwise to find some sort of relief.

"Y-you're so big Kaku..." You breathed as you leaned your head back on his shoulder.

"Sorry baby but you wanted this so now you'll have to fucking take it." He taunted. "And stop moving around, you'll make me cum."

"Can't help it... "m so full..."

"Really? Let's see how full."

Before you could question his words he pressed down on your stomach causing your back to fully hit his chest. He was bouncing his fingers up and down on your lower abdomen, you could feel him almost to where your bellybutton was at.

"Fuuckkk you feel that princess? My cock is buried so deep inside this pussy, I love it so much, s-shit stop squeezing me."

"I wanna cum Kaku.."

"Wait until this meeting is over baby." He lulled you into a subspace while everyones voices muffled...

"THAT FINISHES THE MEETING FOR TODAY! WE WILL WIN THE THREE DEITIES WAR!!! VIIIIDOOO."

Terano's loud ass voice startled you from your unconsciousness, causing your cunt to clench and your body to stir in the partially blind man's lap. He firmly gripped your hips to prevent further movement.

"Hahaha I can't believe your bitch fell asleep Kakucho. Now I don't have to worry about them snitching." South chortled as he shook your shoulder roughly. "Anyways, you're all free to leave. As for the Haitani's you guys will be staying here and I'm making you do the paperwork I'm too lazy to do."

"Kaku let's go to the bathroom please..." You pleaded.

He nodded but not before he slowly took himself out of you, your jaw slightly hung low at the sudden emptiness in your vagina, quickly grabbing onto his wrist.

"Stop clenching me y/N." You attempted to unclench and let yourself go and Kakucho was finally able to put his penis back into his sweatpants. Once you knew he was secured you pulled him up from his seat and ran to the bathroom. Ran watched as he saw you frantically running with blind boy trailing behind.

"They're gonna fuck." Rindou bluntly observed as he had his glasses at the tip of his nose whilst bending over a pile of paper.

Ran looked at his brother and scowled, "kill yourself."

And right he was...

You finally got to the bathroom and hastily closed the door as you pushed Kakucho against the wall, passionately kissing on his neck, his breathing quickly became shallow. You began grinding your heat against his erection. He gripped onto your hips while doing the same. You laced your fingers through his soft locs allowing yourself to slot your tongue inside his mouth. Kakucho was getting impatient, so he began tugging down on your slacks. You gave him the signal to allow him to take it off, he quickly unbuttoned them and zipped them down to your knees, you hastily kicked them off along with your shoes. Kakucho broke off the kiss to take off his shirt and threw it on the floor. He began to kissed you again, only briefly detaching your lips to come up for air. He was fondling your ass and even giving it playful slaps, feeling it recoil under his palms.

"C"mon baby let me get you onto the sink." Kakucho breathed onto your lips.

You did a little jump into his arms and he carried you a few steps until he placed you atop of the sink. Kakucho moved from your lips to your neck, placing small hickeys and occasionally nipping at the skin. You lifted your arms up as Kakucho swiftly pulled the white top over your head, your pretty tits bouncing out the shirt. Kakucho lowered his head to your already hardening nipples, his sultry eyes looking down at your red face and heaving lips. He grinned as he sucked on your areola.

"You're so beautiful princess, don't know how you hadn't been cuffed sooner." He slurped on his own saliva while still stimulating your nipple. You moaned in response.

He let go of your nipple and was leaving featherlight kisses down the valley in between your tits, slowly going down to your sternum until he sensually began teasing your clit through your panties.

"You're so cock hungry aren't you y/N? Cutting a hole in my pants just so you could put my dick in you? What a slut." He put the fabric to the side allowing him to get a better view, your hole was sopping out translucent pre, which Kakucho began lubricating your cunt with it. He lathered it around your labias with his index and middle finger, you were slightly twitching your hips away from his hold.

"Y-yeah couldn't wait... to ha- have your cock m-IE!"

He chuckled at your response. "All in good time baby, but first I have to ease you up, your pussy is a tight fit." He finished up lubing your genital and then stuck his two fingers inside you, luckily it wasn't too much trouble. His fingers began pumping in and out of you at such a slow pace that you almost couldn't feel a thing, therefore your hips started bucking for more friction. The middle parted man grabbed hold of your thighs, as he put both over his shoulders. He began kissing up on your right inner thigh while his right hand still teased at your hole. His mouth getting dangerously close to your sex.

"Stop teasing Kaku... please."

He quickly went back up to your face to lightly peck your nose and picked up the pace with his fingers.

"Okay princess anything for you." As he pecked your lips, and went down on your pussy. His mouth latched onto your clitoris and his long fingers were brushing up your cervix, your moans becoming a mix of whimpers as well. His thin lips practically making out with the rest of your sex. One of your hands grabbed hold of the faucet to steady yourself, whilst the other grabbed onto his black silky hair. His digits began curling up against your ribbed walls allowing you to feel them a lot better.

"Please... please nghhh- don't stop-"

Your words encouraged Kakucho to go faster, allowing you to reach your high faster. Your legs began twitching, feeling the metaphorical knot in your core unravelling at an alarming rate. He removed his fingers from your cunt and placed his soaked fingers in your mouth as he placed his thumb over your visibly throbbing clit, he was pumping his tongue in and out of your soaking hole. Pinching and flicking your clit you were so close to releasing your essence on his face.

Your breathing hitched as his fingers twisted at your bud. You bit down on his fingers which in turn made him bite your fat lip. Without warning your high came crashing down as you squirted all over his tongue. Your breathing erratic and uneven as you let go of his fingers. Kakucho brought his face back up to meet yours and smiled lovingly at you, while still having your arousal at the corners of his mouth.

"You did amazing baby, I enjoyed it."

You blushed at his kind words, grabbing his forearm whilst looking away from his heterochromic eyes.

"I wanna return the favour... please." You pouted up at him with doe eyes.

"Y-you don't have to y/N, I'm happy with just this." He explained as he caressed your cheek with his thumb. You took hold of his thumb and sucked and licked at it sensually, while giving him a sultry look. Kakucho stood there mesmerized by your actions. You then let his thumb slip off your lower lip as it bounced back up as you tilted your head back to look at him better.

"I want to Kakucho, want to see all the cute noises you make, and wanna make you feel good. So let me." You hopped off the sink butt naked as you turned him to have his back facing the wall. You pulled his sweats down to reveal his large bulge. You began teasing it through his white boxers, noticing an ever growing wet spot near his tip. Your hands glided from the base of his penis to the the leaking tip of it. You could tell that Kaku was holding back his sounds of pleasure by the way his teeth were grilling down on his bottom lip and his eyes sealed tight.

"Don't hold back on me Kaku, told you I wanted to hear you." You said as you gave him a loving kiss on his lower abdomen before you let his cock spring free from the confinements of his underwear.

His size never failed to have your mouth drooling with your jaw wide open. His pretty pink tip was oozing with pre. You spit on the base as your delicate hands began lathering your saliva all over his dick. You then placed your tongue flat against the base's underside and licked all the way to the top until you began sucking on the tip. Kakucho's light whimpering egging you on to up your ministrations. Your tongue began twirling around the tip until you downed half of his length down your throat. At that point Kakucho firmly gripped your hair stopping you from going any further but you resisted against his hold and deep throated the rest of his long cock down your throat. Kakucho groaned as he gave up on trying to stop you and placed both his hands flat against the wall. Your throat was setting a good pace on his dick, slurping up any excess saliva that you felt running down. Your left hand cupped his balls and began fondling them while continuing your pace.

Kakucho looked down at your face and almost came at the site of your concentrated look enthralled at his face, the corners of your mouth spilling with your own saliva, amazed at your gag reflex.

"I- I'm gonna c-cum ngh~ ha fuck shit, you're doing so-so well baby fuck gonna cum down that pretty throat." He moaned blissfully.

You quickened your pace to the point where you were gagging pornographically. He came down your throat as you continued stimulating his cock, teasing the tip. You swallowed down his thick seed instantly, you detached from his penis and swiped your lips with your forearm, standing up.

"Did I do g-"

Kakucho lifted you up from your thighs and slammed you back on the sink, hastily placing your thighs over his shoulders, before he slipped his still sensitive cock into your wet warmth. He began fervently fucking into you, you gasped at the sudden stretch of your pussy, your gasps quickly turnt into loud moans. His deep strong strokes made you feel his tip against your cervix, it hurt so good. Your toes were curling and your vision was blurring. Kakucho latched onto your nipple while rolling it in between his teeth.

"Fuck! Ha-ha-ha! K-Kakucho, s-low down!" You moaned as you placed both your hands on his shoulders.

"Can't stop y/N this pussy feels so fucking good. You sucked my cock so well baby, you're such a good little slut aren't you?" He was littering even more hickeys on your exposed neck.

"Y-yeah for y-you Kaku, only for you."

"Yeah only for me princess. Gonna fuck my cum into you and then you'll be mine forever yeah?" He breathed in your ear, as his pace was quickening.

You nodded fervently. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck! Cum inside me Kaku please please, make me yours!" You babbled back.

His pace slowed but his thrusts were hard and cervix bruising. Completely slipping his tip out then putting it back in with a harsh thrust of his hips. You gasped, cumming on the spot. Kakucho didn't stop, overstimulating you in the process.

"Fuck I'm so close! Fuck." At this point he had went back to his quick pace, waiting for his second orgasm to hit.

"SHIT!" He came inside your velvety walls as he slumped his forehead against yours, both of your hot breaths against each other's mouths. He slowly slipped out his sensitive cock and watched hypnotized as his sperm leaked out of your hole, it unconsciously clenching, which in turn made it drip out even more. He scooped the excess cum leaking down on your ass to shove it back into your vagina, not letting a single drop go to waste. He picked up your panties off the floor and slipped them back over your sex. He playfully patted your pussy and smiled at you. You smiled back at him and chased his lips to lock them in a sloppy kiss. Lifting your hand to cup his cheek. He broke off the kiss to look at you properly.

"Wanna be my girlfriend y/N?" He asked.

On the other side of the door was Ran Haitani who had been listening in on you two for whoever knows how long...

#kakucho scenarios #kakucho hitto #kakucho smut #tokyo revengers fluff #tokyo rev fluff #tokyo revengers angst #tokyorev x reader #one shot #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev smut #tokyo revengers smut #ran haitani

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All I Want Is You

This is a going to be a collection of one shots inspired by Miguel’s album, if y’all want a character to be added jus send me a request, it can be from any fandom idnc

Sure Thing

All I Want is You

Girl With the Tattoo

Pay Me

Quickie

Girls Like You

Hard Way

Teach Me

Hero

Vixen: Ken Ryuuguji

To the Moon

My Piece

I DO NOT OWN ANY OF MIGUELS SONGS OR ALBUMS THIS IS JUS FOR FUN ALL THE RIGHTFUL RIGHTS GO TO HIM AND HIS COMPANY

#naruto shippuden smut #tokyo rev smut #tokyo revengers fluff #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers oneshot

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This is funny

I swear I can make Shinichiro do this face without bonk his head 🙄🙄

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Amor Manchado: (5) Shinichiro Sano x Fem Hispanic Reader

Summary: You and Shinchiro met in hs and have always had an on and off liking towards each other despite being close friends and sharing many moments together. You're now in your twenties and are still trying to navigate your life with him.

Content warnings‼️: kissing, suggestive touching, fluff, death of character, angst (lmk if I missed sum)

Series masterlist

Taglist: @takeomiswhvre

A/n: guess who passed their Spanish exam with a 90% Mf? Me. I feel like this chapter is mid tbh.

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Life was going well for you, you were passing all your classes, your Abuelita and her enterprise was well, your friendships were stable, and best of all you and Shinichiro had been seeing each other frequently since the first time you guys spent a full night together which was practically a year and a half ago. No you guys weren't dating, it wasn't because one or the other wasn't interested in the other but because both of you had had a conversation about how being in an established committed relationship wouldn't be good for either of you at this point in time. You with having to juggle school and Abuelita's restaurants plus the profits and such, and Shin with his... well you didn't actually know his reasonings, it's not because you didn't bother asking but because he said "it's best if you weren't involved in some of the things I do ma." His words not yours. You tried nudging him to try to get him to tell you what it was but he was adamant on keeping you out of that aspect of his life, so although concern and curiosity bit away at you at times, you respected his wishes and trusted his word. You liked going over to his house because his grandfather took a liking towards you and treated you like one of his own grandkids and because you got to see Manjiro and Emma, they liked you too, they were always teasing Shinichiro for having managed bringing a girl over and not immediately scaring her off.

It was a Thursday when your Abuelita let you get off of work 2 hours earlier than usual because you had told her a few days before that you were going over to a friends house, she didn't ask too many questions except that you'd keep your phone on and call her when you got there and when you would be heading back. You didn't tell her about Shinichiro, knowing her she'd probably lecture you on the topic of boys and how they only want sex and blah blah blah, quite frankly you didn't wanna hear it, you've learnt that after years of being around Latina woman that if they start arguing it's best to just agree with what they are bagging you about and make sure shower her with  affection to get them off your back.

"Abuelita podría llevar me cuatro tamales y ocho empanadas porfa?" You asked her as she sat at her usual high top chair in the restaurant looking over the newspaper with her glasses sliding down at the bridge of her nose. She looked up at you,

"Y pa que necesitas tanta comida? Le vas a dar a los homeless o que?" She questioned with furrowed eyebrows, her wrinkles prominent in her forehead.

"Abuelita te dije que iba estar mucha gente ahí, y tú sabes que a mi no me gusta ir a las casas de otras personas sin darles algo." You explained.

"Buenos pero el Sábado me haces el favor y vas a trabajar cuatro horas más que lo normal si me vas a quitar tanta comida por tus amiguitos." She demanded.

You sighed at the thought of having to stay at the restaurant for 4 more hours than usual but simply nodded, you knew that the Sanos loved your country's food and the boys had an even bigger appetite when it came to it, so you were taking food in bulk. "Bueno Abuelita lo que tú digas."

She hummed and went back to her paper. You took the frozen tamales out of the freezer and put it into a plain plastic bag along with empanadas that were made last night. You set the bag on the counter and quickly told your grandma that you were going upstairs to the condo to quickly change out of your work clothes.

You were up in your room choosing a nice outfit, not enough to overdue it and make it seem like you were TRYING to impress Sano, but not too little to make it seem like you could care less about what you looked like around him, but just enough for people know that you looked good all the time.

You decided to go with some mid rise jeans, a baby tee overtop of Shinichiro's white hoodie he gave you all that time ago. You jogged back downstairs and grabbed the bag off the counter again, you walked over to your Abuelita and kissed her tenderly on both her cheeks and forehead.

"Bueno Abuelita yeah me voy, te amo tanto tanto tanto tu ni sabes." You said while wrapping your arm around her shoulder to squeeze her into a side hug.

"....Que quieres _____?"

You scoffed at her response. "Wowwww no te puedo mostrar mi amor por ti sin tu creer que yo quiero algo, eso de verdad me hace triste Abuelita." You sighed dramatically.

She rolled her brown eyes and turned to look at you. "Okay _____ yo también te amo, ahora vete antes que te haga trabajar seis horas."

You quickly let go of her and went to leave before she slapped your ass cheekily which made you jumó and run off. "Chao Abuelita te amo, te veo mañana."

You ran out of the restaurant and walked the 3 blocks once you knew you were completely out of your grandmothers sight. Shin Shin said he'd pick you up so you wouldn't have to go through the hassle of taking however many buses to get to his house. You saw his CB250T at the corner of a convenience store although he wasn't there. You ran up to the bike and only found his keys in the ignition and the helmet he always carries around. You took your phone out to text him to tell him you were at your bike until you felt a pair of long arms wrap around your waist. And a chin rested in your shoulder. Your body tensed up thinking on what to do your heartbeat quickening.

"Hey ma who you texting?"

You sighed in relief. Turning your head to look over to his boyish grin. "Shin you scared me for a second. What if I had knocked you out? And I was going to text you."

"Haha, good thing you didn't, and I was just in the store getting some stuff." He let go of you and turned you around to face him by your hips, he held up a white plastic bag like the one you had and you held up yours as well. He wore a red Champion hoodie with some plain black sweatpants.

"I got you guys some of our food, we jus have to boil the tamales in a pot and heat the empanadas in the microwave." You explained.

The tall boy smiled down at you, you were always so thoughtful of others, you knew that he couldn't cook for shit and you didn't want them to continue eating junk food so you always brought them some of yours. "I was just buying some snacks for the kids and some drinks for everyone." He dug into the bag and dug out your favourite beverage. You smiled and put your phone into the hoodies pocket.

"Let's get going then Shin Shin, Manjiro gets impatient."

He nodded and handed you the bag for you to carry, he hopped on the bike and turned on the motor, the engine being as loud as ever. You grabbed the helmet and put it over your head, clicking the strap under your chin. You carefully straddled the bike and wrapped one arm around Shin's waist while the other gripped onto the bags tightly. You playfully bit Sano's shoulder to signify that you were ready to get going, he winced and got going. The ride there was silent, with the October air chilly freezing your ears off, so you pulled the hood up and so put the side of your head against his back from time to warm the up as much as you could. Tokyo's lights were shining down on you guys leading a path down Shibuya's district. Finally the motorcycle stopped,

"Come on _____ we're here babe."

You sighed and slowly got off the bike, Shin took the bags from you waiting for you to take the helmet off, once put the helmet back in its proper place, he took your hand and guided you to front door as if you had never been there before. Shinichiro unlocked the door and immediately you heard little litter patters running towards the two of you, a happy grin was creeping up on your face at the sound.

"_____! _____! _____!" The small voices shouted.

"Emma! Mikey! Emma! Mikey!" You shouted back playfully. Small heads of blond hugged onto both of your legs. You giggled at their clinginess, ruffling Manjiro's hair while you patted Emma's.

You bent down at their level and hugged them properly, their little arms wrapping themselves around your neck like little koalas.

"I missed you ____, big bro Shin was taking too long to bring you back." Mikey pouted.

"No I missed her more!" Emma cried as she stuck her tongue out at her older brother.

"I missed you guys too soooo much, Shinichiro is so rude for not bringing me here sooner right?" You played along, the three of you looking up at shaggy haired boy. He scowled at how you were feeding into the bashing of their eldest brother. You smiled at him cheekily.

"Shin can you get a pot with hot water boiling?" He nodded and went to the kitchen while you got up from your crouching position holding onto the 7 and 8 year olds hands, going into the living room they began fighting for your attention, while you sat on the comfy brown couch.

"_____ I got some new dolls can you play with me?" Emma asked pouting.

"No one want to play stupid dolls with you Emma," Mikey criticized, "_____ can we play Mario Kart? Pleaseeee." He whined.

You chuckled at their antics. "We can do those things later but I'm sure you guys are hungry and I brought you guys some empanadas."

As if on que grandpa Sano came from the hallway, "oh _____ I didn't know Shinichiro was bringing you here today, but I heard you brought empanadas."

You jumped from the couch to go greet the elder man, you hugged his wrinkly body and spoke "hello grandpa yes I brought some empanadas for you guys and I even brought you your own tamale, since I know how much you like them."

"Thank you sweetie, I'm starving." He gave you a closed eyes smile and you looped your arm around his to guide him to the kitchen. You let go of his arm and pulled out his chair so he could sit down. Grandpa Sano sat down and you pushed the chair back into the table. Emma and Manjiro came into the kitchen looking for you. You looked down at the children and pointed to the table with your head to let them know to sit down, they quickly obeyed and sat down waiting for your next instructions. You took the empanadas out of the bag while Shinichiro was looking at you and the boiling pot simultaneously. You got along so well with his family, he loved that about you he loved a lot of things about you, in fact he'd find himself fantasizing marrying you and coming home to you welcoming him with warm open arms, but would always tell himself that he was getting ahead of himself.

You poked Shinichiro's stomach snapping him out of his trance, curling his stomach inward and holding onto his the place you poked. You giggled at his reaction while you were eating for the empanadas to warm up in the microwave.

"You were spacing out Shin Shin, and you were looking at me."

He blushed at how you noticed his lack of speaking. "Sorry..." he mumbled looking down at his white socks.

The microwaved beeped signifying that its time was finished. You pulled the door open and carefully took out the plate with the eight empanadas and took out 5 plates and placed them beside the stove. You passed Grandpa Sano a fork and knife while you gave the kids a spoon. You put the plate of empanadas in the middle of the table.

"Okay Mikey and Emma, I only brought one empanada for each of you because you'll be eating some tamale soon and I want you guys to get your nutrients okay?" The kids nodded and reached to grab one.

"Okay those tamales should be ready in about 30 minutes so I hope you guys don't mind waiting a little longer." You informed them.

"Don't worry about it ____ we can wait a little longer, but let's talk a little about how school is going for ya." Grandpa Sano assured.

Shinichiro rolled his eyes at the mention of school.

"Sure, we have center tests in June so I'm just studying up on that as much as I can since I wanna go to the Tohoku University." You explained.

"Oh yeah what're you thinking of studying ____?"

You laughed drily, "I hate that question because I still don't know, I know I should make my mind up soon but I'm interested in quite a few topics and I'm manifesting my admission in Tohoku since they have all the options I want."

"It's okay _____ you're smart I'm sure whatever you choose will be successful. Can't say the same about Shinichiro, he's always slacking. He can't even go to the dojo, Manjiro on the other hand has a talent for martial arts."

"Grandpa I'm busy with other things, but I don't plan on going to university or college."

"Hm. Let's see how that goes for you." He scoffed as he continued munching on his beef empanada. " I think _____ is too good for you Shinichiro, you're gonna ruin her."

You interjected. "Oh no no no, Shin is absolutely capable of being successful in whatever he'll choose to do, he isn't going to ruin me Mr.Sano, I cherish him a lot as a friend and I will support him in anything, as long as it isn't illegal." You squeezed his hand in reassurance.

Mikey began to laugh, "big bro just got friend-zoned by ____." As he pointed at his older brother, Shinichiro scowled at him.

"Manjiro. Shut it. Oh ____ you're too kindhearted to my grandson." Grandpa Sano sighed.

"Mr.Sano you don't give enough credit to Shinichiro, he's very intelligent and caring to his loved ones." You defended.

The elder simply grunted. You looked back at Shinichiro and gave him a sad smile, his grandfather was always downplaying Shin and it made you upset that Shin couldn't ever fully defend himself and he just took the blatant criticism.

"Well the tamales should be done any minute now." You took the cover off the pot and turned off the heat of the stove, vapour flooded the kitchen so you quickly turned the microwave fan. You grabbed the tonsils from a drawer and fish out a tamale from the Pot. You grabbed a knife to open up the plastic wrap, you carefully took the wrap off and opened up the leaf to let the steam of the tamale cool off. You then placed the tamale in front of Mr.Sano he thanked you and dug in.

Next you took another tamale and split it down the middle, then you placed the two pieces on two different plates. You repeated the process then gave it to the kids.

"Thank you ____." They both said. You smiled and then did the same for you and Shin's tamales. You and him sat down and dug in. For the most part the table was quiet except for the occasional dialogue of Mikey. Mr.Sano finished his food first and thanked you again before leaving his plate on the side of the sink and returning to his dojo to meditate.

After 40 minutes everyone finished so Emma and Mikey began pestering you to play with them. Shinichiro said he'd do the dishes so you went back into the living room with them as they fought for your attention.

"Okay what if we played Mario Kart? It's for everyone and we have like four controllers so we could all play once Shin is done." You compromised.

Emma pouted but agreed if she could be player number 1, you quickly let her before Mikey could complain. You chose Mario, Emma chose Princess Peach, and Mikey chose Bowser, you set up Shinichiro's character and made him play Luigi. You waited for him to come back from doing his chore and he sat beside you the couch while the kids sat on the floor.

"Okay can we start the round now?" Manjiro asked impatiently. We all hummed in agreement and began the round. Emma and Mikey were fighting for third place. Shinichiro was winning with first place as you were coming in second. You jabbed his side to throw him off.

"You fucking cheater." He smirked. You laughed that you were able to take the lead.

After five rounds you noticed the time,

9:25pm

"Oh damn you guys have to go to bed." You spoke up.

"No we don't." Manjiro denied.

"Actually ____ is right you two were supposed to be in bed half a hour ago." Shinichiro agreed with you.

"Awwww but I wanted to play more with _____ she's so fun." Emma frowned.

"It's okay Emma, me and Shin don't have school tomorrow so we could take you guys to school and I can say bye to y'all."

Emma got up from the floor and went to up to you. "Do you promise?"

"Yes Em, of course, I'd never lie to you." You reassured her. She wrapped her arms around you and hugged you tightly. You hugged her small form back and picked her up. You walked her down the hall for her to change in her pyjamas.

"Okay Em jus change and I'll be outside, then let me know when you're done and I can tuck you in."

She nodded and you closed her bedroom door. You turned your head to the left to find that Shinichiro was outside of Mikey's door too waiting for the same thing. You smiled at him and he grinned back.

"_____ I'm done!" Emma yelled from inside."

"Kk Emma "m coming in." You opened the door and found her tucked into her Disney princess covers, her hair down to her neck. You sat on the side of her bed and went to bud her goodnight.

"Okay Emma I'll see you tomorrow morning okay? Can I give you a hug before bed?" You asked.

"Yes." She opened her arms as you reached over to hug her tightly, you then shook her from side to side and she giggled. You let go of her tuck her in again. You got up from the bed ensuring that her heart shaped night light was on and turned off the light switch.

"Goodnight Emma."

"Goodnight ____ I love you." Emma replied back with a smile.

Your heart melted at her sudden statement. "Aww I love you too Emma." You closed the door and waited for Shinichiro to be finished with his little brother, waiting at the door to Mikey's room, Shinichiro was talking to Mikey casually before the younger Sano saw you at the door.

"Hey _____! Big bro is just telling about how much he llloovvess you." He elongated the 'love' part, you laughed.

"Well I lllloovvve Shinichiro too." You said from the door.

Mikey frowned at your response and went back to his older brother.

"Okay Mikey go to bed. Goodnight." Shinichiro said as he kissed him on the forehead quickly. Mikey wiped off the kiss and pouted.

"Goodnight big bro and ____."

"Goodnight Mikey see you tomorrow." You replied back. And with that you and Shinichiro had successfully tucked both his siblings into bed. You and him went to Shinichiro's room and he gave you some basketball shorts to sleep in. While he stepped out to go change you snuggled into his bed, pulling out your phone to let your Abuelita know that you were going to go to bed.

Abuelita ❤️ Bueno abuelita ya me voy a dormir espero que tu también ya esté en la cama cómoda y que tengas buenos sueños ❤️❤️ te amo.

Soon after Shinichiro came back after he had changed into a black wife beater and loose cotton boxers with those black and white square patterns. You passed your phone over to Shin so he could charge it on his bedside, then he came into the bed, side by side you guys turned over to each other.

"They really like you you know." Shin said.

"I like them too, I like their older brother a lot too." You replied. Shinichiro smiled at your response.

"When the timing is right I promise you I'm gonna ask you to be my girlfriend." He swore.

"Okay, Shin I'll wait till then..." You shuffled over this his form and laid on top of him with a leg draped over his leg. Shinichiro welcomed your touch and caressed your shoulder by drawing imaginary circles and loops.

You and Shinichiro knew that you two weren't just "friends" despite what you guys told the outside world, you both were fine with letting people interpret your relationship since you two only cared about what the other thought. You and him slowly pulled off to sleep with your hearts being connected right on top of each other to keep the other warm.

You woke up to finding yourself alone in Shinichiro's queen sized bed, your eyebrows furrowed at the morning light entering the medium sized bedroom. You groggily reached over the bed to grab your cellphone from the nightstand,

6:52am 6 messages from 'The Group'

That's strange... Abuelita should've replied to my text by now. You shot her another text saying "Buenos Días" and dismissed the irrational thoughts. You got out of the bed and opened the door to be met with a smell coming from where you could only assume was the kitchen. You followed the scent and found Shinichiro bent over the cutting tomatoes into tiny cubes. You snuck up on him and wrapped your arms around him like he had with you the day before.

"You would make a good male wife Shin Shin, you look hot in an apron." You teased lightheartedly. You ducked your head under his arm to better see his face.

"Yeah yeah yeah, I was hoping that's you'd wake up later so I could bring you breakfast." He complained.

"How romantic of you, but now that I'm here let me help you." You suggested. Going up on your tiptoes to peck his neck.

"Well since you asked... could you cut the onion? I don't wanna do it." He smiled awkwardly.

You sighed. "I hate cutting onions. But whatever."

"You're so kind ma."

You walked over to the fridge and grabbed an onion from one of the compartments, peeling off the crunchy skin then rinsing the vegetable under the sink. You grabbed another cutting board from one of the drawers along with an adequate knife. You prepared yourself for the tears so you squinted while carefully cutting the onion in small pieces. You eyes began to sting, you rubbed your eyes with the back of your wrist, and you felt your nose running, quickly sniffling it out of the way.

"Shinichirooooo I finished changingggg!" Yelled a voice.

You turned around and found Mikey running towards the kitchen in his school uniform. He fully stopped in his tracks when he saw you.

"____! Why're you crying?! Did Big Bro make yo cry?? I'll beat him up!" Mikey shrieked.

"Shinichiro made _____ cry!!?? I'll beat him up with you!" Emma cried, running into the kitchen as well.

"Guys guys he didn't make me cry, the onion did." You laughed wiping away the stinging tears. The children's eyebrows furrowed not completely sold at the idea.

"Why do you guys always think I did something to _____?" Shinichiro grumbled.

"Because you suck at getting girls." Mikey said.

"And because you're clumsy and dumb." Emma added.

Shinichiro rolled his eyes at how his siblings were always praying on his downfall.

"Just sit your butts down. I'm making omelettes." Shinichiro sassed them.

They begrudgingly obeyed. As he whisked the eggs you poured the onion bits on the large saucepan to allow them to grill a little bit, along with the tomatoes. Slowly Shinichiro poured the beaten eggs in the pan allowing them to cook.

You grabbed the bread from the pantry and put in four pieces of it inside the toaster and let it sit. Shinichiro put a pot of coffee on the machine.

Finally the omelettes were done, you turnt the stove off and cut it into four equal pieces, getting out four plates you placed a piece on each one while you passed it down to Shin so he could put a piece of toast on each one. Soon after breakfast was served for the four of you.

"You guys excited to go to school?" You asked.

"No. Every-time I try to talk to Mikey and Keisuke at school they ignore me." Emma confessed.

"Yeah cause me and Edward don't wanna hang around girls." Mikey said gulping down his Apple juice.

"It's okay Em you don't need them, I'm sure there are other people at school that would want to be your friend, you jus have to ask them and they'll probably say yes because who could say no to your cute face?" You complimented her while patting her head.

"Okay ____ I'll try that today, I'll tell you if it works." Emma acknowledged.

You guys finished eating and they went to go brush their teeth whilst you stayed and cleaned up, Mr.Sano should be in the dojo by now so you expected he'd only drink a cup of coffee later.

"____ we're ready to go, are you?" Shin asked his hair nearly covering his eyes. You walked up to him and pushed it out of his face, then kissed him on the cheek,

"Yep." You responded. Shinichiro grinned and playfully gripped your ass as he pulled you into a quick hug, feeling the weight of it under his palm.

"You're so pretty." He said leaning down to kiss your lips. You rolled your eyes at the sudden compliment and felt a pink tint on your cheeks coming on, lightly slapping his chest.

"Ewwwww." Mikey exaggerated. You two quickly separated and laughed awkwardly at his sudden presence.

"L-let's go." Shinichiro stuttered. You hummed in agreement.

You four were outside in the driveway figuring out how all of you were to fit on the motorcycle.

"It's easy, Emma goes in front of me and Mikey behind me while you're behind Mikey." Shinichiro said as if stating the obvious.

"That's ridiculous, it's dangerous and illegal." You scoffed.

"We've done it before _____." Mikey reassured.

"That's even worse that you guys are used to it." You criticized.

"Well it's either that or I'll have to make two trips." Shin stated. You sighed in defeat and did as you were told.

"But you two are wearing helmets. Or else I'm not going on." You pointed at the blondes.

Mikey grumbled but obeyed your wishes. Before you guys left you quickly checked the time,

7:34am

Still nothing from Abuelita... Shinchiro rode you guys out of his neighborhood and out onto the main streets to their elementary school. In twenty-five minutes you guys were right on time, you were nervous about getting caught or one of them falling off but you enclosed Mikey in your arms while gripping onto Shin's waist while Emma tightly held onto the handle bars.

They both got off the bike and you followed. You and them hugged and said your goodbyes.

"Be good! I'll hunt you down if you aren't!" You yelled as they ran to the front doors. You turned back to Shinichiro and he handed you one of the helmets.

"Okay ma, time to take you home." You nodded and he drove you back to the condo. After thirty minutes you arrived. You got off the bike and so did Shinichiro.

"Thank you Shin for taking me all the way here."

"No ma thank you for spending the time with me and my family this morning n last night, we really liked your company."

"Well hopefully I'll be able to bless you guys with it again soon." You joked.

"Me too."

You went to hug him and he held your head against your chest and kissed the top of it. You lifted your head up to which he kissed your forehead then you smooches him on the lips again, tenderly and passionately. You lifted your hand up to his cheek and caressed it sweetly. Before anything could escalate you pulled away.

"Okay, I'll talk to you later Shin Shin. Byee." You said walking toward the restaurants front door.

"Alright ____ stay safe, I'll text you or something." He replied watching your figure get smaller.

You entered the restaurant after unlocking the door and you weren't surprised when it was empty, on Fridays you would usually open around 12. You went up the steps towards your condo and unlocked the front door.

"Abuelita! Ya estoy acá, yo te puedo abrir el restaurante antes de las dose." You shouted as you slipped off your shoes. You walked into the living room and found it empty, she wasn't watching her telenovelas or noticias. You walked further to the right and she wasn't in the kitchen either. Your gut was telling you something was wrong, she should've been up by now, the latest she'd dare to sleep in was 9am. You knocked on her bedroom door and went inside a few seconds later, she was in her bed on her side.

"Wowww Abuelita que perezosa, todavía en la cama a esta hora? Nonono." You teased. She didn't say anything back, she was a light sleeper...

"Oje Abuelita vamos y comemos algo, te puedo hacer la agua de panela que te gusta." You said walking over to her body shaking her shoulder. No response. You felt your heartbeat quickening.

"Deja la bobada. Despierta te." Your voice was rising. You walked to the other side of her bed to see her face and your eyes widened while you were sure that your heartbeat stopped.

Her eyes were wide open as if they had been in distress, and her hands were over heart. You reached out to grab her wrist, your hands were visibly shaking. You put two fingers to her wrist where you knew the veins were and silently waited for a pulse, not wanting to believe what your rapid thoughts were thinking. Nothing. You quickly turned her over on her back and removed her hands from her chest, you put your ear right against her left pec. Please please please fuck don't do this to me please...

Nothing. Your head stayed there for a few minutes, being in shock not knowing what to do yet, your mind was still processing everything until you broke out into a fit of tears, you were finding it hard to breathe, it becoming erratic and unsteady. Your head shakily lifted itself off your grandmother, your jaw hung down as if you were going to scream but no yelling came, just choked sobs, your eyes were sealed shut, you could feel your face turning scorching red. You knew you had to take action, you reached over for your phone and put in the three numbers for emergency.... Pick up fuck why is it taking so long??

"Hello 911 what is your emergency?"

"H-hi um my my grandma I think she died of a heart attack and and, I just got home and I checked if there-there was a pulse and nothing came up... and I- I really need some help, right now." You sobbed out.

"Okay ma'am could you please give us your address? And we will shortly send out an ambulance."

You quickly gave them your address and the dispatcher reassured you that they were on their way. You stayed by her side the entire time holding her cold hand more for your comfort than hers, squeezing it from time to time subconsciously thinking that's it revive her.

"Okay ma'am we're at the scene but you led us to a restaurant." The dispatcher spoke from the grainy line.

The sudden voice woke you up from flooding thoughts. "Oh uh yeah fuck yeah we live upstairs of the restaurant, um me and my grandma own it, jus jus keep going straight after you enter and go up the stairs." You rambled.

"Okay ma'am they're on their way."

"Abuelita perdóname por no estar contigo.... Es mi culpa, si yo estuviera acá contigo de pronto te pudría salvar..."

Suddenly there were paramedics flooding into your grandmothers bedroom. Two of them had a cot each of them holding it at the ends, they put it down and started to carefully lift your grandma from her bed, although you were still holding tightly onto her dead hand, not wanting to let go of her.

A paramedic came to your aid, "ma'am we need you to let go of her hand, but you're more than welcome to come with her on the ambulance."

You hesitantly let go of her but quickly trailed behind the stretcher. Everything up until you having to wait in the ER for them to call you down after they situated her in a room was a blur.

A doctor who's face you wouldn't bother to remember came to give you the rundown of everything leading up to your death.

"Okay so we looked at Carmen's medical history and it did say that she was prone to having minor strokes or non-ST elevation myocardial infarction, in other words mild heart attacks."

Your eyes brown furrowed at this newfound information about your grandmother.

"N-no maybe you looked at the wrong person, s-she never had any heart attacks or big issues, I would know. We've lived together for almost four years." You explained.

The doctor gave you a look of pity and handed you the folder. You hastily opened it. it was in fact the correct file... You were shocked that you swore you knew her better than anyone but if you didn't even know something as serious as this then what else had she been hiding from you?

"So we are getting a pathologist to conduct an autopsy so see her time of death, if she suffered a lot et cetera et cetera." He explained as if it were just a regular thing. "Oh and I'm sorry for your loss." He said as he snatched the folder from you again.

You didn't know what to do now, your body felt numb, your mind empty of any thoughts, confused on what course of action to take now. You concentrated for a second and finally came to your senses to call your parents. You slowly took the phone out of the hoodie pocket and slowly went to your fathers contact, you didn't know if the hospital had already contacted them but you wanted to tell them yourself either way. The phone began to ring waiting for the line to pick up.

"Hola _____ como estas? Porque me llamas?" Your fathers familiar voice came on the line.

With a shaky breath you spoke, "um... hola papá, mi um mi..." tears began welling in your eyes. Your breath hitching.

"Que paso _____?! Porque lloras? Dígame." His voice was concerned.

"Pues papá.... N-No se como diserté esto pero... mi," Your breathed in through your stuffed nose that was running at the same time, quickly wiping the snot away with your wrist, "la Abuelita se murió de un infarto anoche..." You paused to take deep breaths through your mouth.

Your dad was silent.

"Era mi culpa papá! Yo estuve afuera con mis amigos y-y no estuve ahí con ella... Perdóname por favor! Si yo supiera nunca hubiera ido con ellos!" You cried, full blown tears running down your flushed tears.

"No _____ no es tu culpa, tu como ibas a saber que ella iba tener un infarto esa noche? No te culpes... Le voy a decir a tu mama para irnos allá." He comforted.

You hummed in agreement, you couldn't sense what he was feeling over the phone, his voice sounding monotone and dead.

"Porfa no te cuplés más mi vida, no es tu culpa, tu Abuelita no hubiera querido que tu te culpes ____."

"Okay papá... te amo... please come quick."

"Bueno hija te prometo que vamos a estar ahí antes del Domingo chao, te amo y te quiero, no vas a hacer nada que te arrepientas."

"Chao papá te amo también..." He ended the call and you looked down at your phone, noticing the messages from all your friends and Shin's, all unaware of your situation.

The Group: Akane 😇: So when should we study for those exams girls? 11:32am

Nagisa🥴: Idc I jus don't wanna study for that shit bruh 11:57am

Kaiya😮‍💨😶‍🌫️: Sameeee but like I'm free tmr so idrc either as long as we can shmoke after 12:14pm

Akane 😇: ______? Are you good for tomorrow? 12:27am

You looked at their messages with a blank face, your brain not fully paying attention to the words. You swiped out of the group chat and faltered in pressing on Shinichiro's messages.

Shin Shin ‼️💞: Hey ma jus checkin in to c how u r call me if u want 10:12am Yo ____ are u g? Call me kinda worried 11:29am

(3) missed calls from Shin Shin ‼️💞 12:52am

You stared at his messages, not knowing how to respond, you didn't have the energy to say anything to him or to come up with an excuse, instead you left him on read, turning your phone and putting it in your lap. You sighed your head hitting the wall, your body slowly sliding down it in defeat.

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Mitsuri Kanroji x Uniform Designer reader

Synopsis: Mitsuri has never followed the uniform protocol and quite frankly you’ve gotten sick of how she always charms her way out of a punishment… (probably OOC on some parts tbh)

Content warnings ‼️: g/n reader soft service dom!reader (taller than Mitsuri), sub!Mitsuri,cunniligus (Mitsuri receiving), praising, light degrading, body worship, stripping, nipple play (Mitsuri receiving), squirting , and fluff. (Lmk if I missed sum)

A/n: for Esther’s bday, the gayest mf out there. (I’ve never watched Demon Slayer 😅🤷‍♀️)

🚾: 3k

Kanroji has always been a charming girl and liked by everyone who met her, you weren't an exception. Time and time again you would try to reprimand her on how she would never follow the uniform that you spent your valuable time on and she would charm her way out of it, by overbearing you with compliments and giving you small gifts and favours. This time though you repeatedly told yourself that you would punish her for never following your rules. You continuously were telling yourself this as you were waiting for the two toned haired lady to come down to your office. Finally you heard a few knocks at the mahogany door...

"Come in Mitsuri." You said loud enough for her to hear.

Slowly the door's hinges creaked and opened, there you saw the gorgeous Hashira walking down the long floor toward your desk, her hands behind her back and her feet swaying from side to side carefree with her usual sweet smile. The most notable thing for you being that she wasn't following the uniform protocol as you had predicted she would.

"Hello l/N you called me?" She asked innocently.

"Yes Mitsuri I called you down here once again to discuss what we've discussed countless times but you always manage to weasel your way out of it." You said seriously.

"Oh... I'm sorry l/N for making you upset once again, it was never my intention." She quickly apologized.

"Apologies only work and sound sincere when you won't do it again Kanroji, and you haven't been keeping up with your 'apologies'." Adding air quotes at the end.

"I promise I won't do it again, I'll wear what you had in mind for me, I'll even wear something out of my comfort zone if it'll make you happy!" She said trying to compromise.

"Really? Well if you're offering Kanroji I had some new pieces I wanted someone to try on, and if you're offering to wear something out of your comfort zone... but obviously I could have you do something else if you're not comfortable with that." You reassured her.

"No no! I'd be happy to model some things for you l/N, I just want to make things better between us." She smiled dismissively.

"Okay Mitsuri if you say so, but don't feel pressured to back out if you feel uncomfy okay?"

"Don't worry l/N you could never make me uncomfortable."

You got up from your chair and walked over to the portable hanger where hung all the new pieces that had yet to be tried on a model, you pushed it over to the green and pink haired girl as she stood up from her seat. And you sat back down.

"There's a changing room in the corner and you can pick whatever you want." You informed.

Mitsuri was sifting through the various options she had and decided to pick the skimpiest one of the pile... it was a three piece lingerie you had made thinking of her in particular a few weeks ago, ensuring that all the measurements were on par with hers. It had white flowers with a pink center all over, the sheer material being see through, the top you wore around your waist had long straps you would hook up to some high knee socks such as hers..

She slowly started taking off her cardigan throwing it on the seat, then slowly undoing her belt.

"Oh Mitsuri I said you could go change in the changing room it's jus a few-"

"But I want to change here y/N..." she said her eyes turnt sultry, your eyes widened at her tone and use of your first name.

She tossed her belt on the chair as well and began unclasping the button on the collar of her dress, seductively she began to take her long sleeves off one by one until her large breasts spilled out completely from her black and white dress. At this point you had turned away with a blush across your face and the tips of your ears turning red with your hand averting your gaze at her body. It was silent in the room except for the slight shuffling of her clothes.

"How do I look y/N?" She asked.

Your eyes were focused on her green thigh high light green socks. Then slowly you removed your hand from your eyes and quickly found that she was completely naked, not even having put on the set. You quickly averted your eyes by putting both hands over them, only catching a quick glance at her perky pink nipples that went well with her fair pale skin.

"Y-You're not changed into it yet Mitsuri..." You stuttered.

You heard little steps coming toward you, suddenly Mitsuri's hands came up to yours and pried them off your face, her usual loving face switched with a small smirk and siren eyes. Your eyes didn't dare lower from her face.

"I want you to see how I look before your masterpiece..." She pouted.

You were hesitant in following her wishes but slowly looked down at the rest of her body, as she stepped backward and put her hands in front of her pussy waiting for you to say something. You gazed at her body, it was beautiful, her waist was small compared to her chest and hips, giving her body a hourglass shape. Her breasts despite their weight were standing nicely along with her areolas being a pretty flushed pink.

"You're beautiful Mitsuri..." You gawked.

"Anything else you wanna say?" She asked.

You thought what else you could say that would make her smile and blush. "Y-you're a lot of things Mitsuri but ugly certainly isn't one of them... ever since I laid my eyes on you, I couldn't take them off you, you're so kind and gentle with everyone, and you're also hot." You finished off rubbing the back of your head nervously hoping that she would accept your praise.

"Thank you y/N... And would you believe me if I told you that I've purposely been breaking protocol so I could continue seeing you?" Kanroji confessed.

"R-really? Oh um... why?" You wondered.

Mitsuri began walking towards you with a sway in her hips, then lightly placing her hands atop of your shoulders.

"Because... you have always been so understanding of me, and kind to me, always letting me get away with things you wouldn't usually let others get away with... you've always been attractive to me as well, your nose is so cute... and your lips always look so soft... I could go on l/N..."

You boldly placed your hands on her full hips and began caressing the sides of them, while you looked up at her vibrant green orbs. She threaded her delicate fingers through your locs waiting for your next move.

"I wanna show you how much I like you Mitsuri... if you'll allow me." You asked standing up for your chair, towering over her. Her sudden bold gestures dissipated as soon as you initiated the move and she was back to her shy demeanour, a pink blush tainting her slim cheeks.

"Y-yes y/N I-I want you to show me... please." She consented looking down at the floor while she lifted a hand to your chest.

As soon as you got her consent you gently led her to your desk and wiped off the things cluttering it, not caring about the loud noises of the things falling to the ground. You laid her down on the hard cold wooden surface, her hands were awkwardly staying at her sides. You swiftly placed them above her head and towered over her figure as you took in the site of her flustered expression while she was completely on display just for you. You leaned down to the crook of her neck and began placing soft sloppy kisses. Her breathing quickly became shallow. You made a trail of kisses from the middle of her throat along her chin till you were at her plush pink lips like her hair. You pecked her lips once to see if she was okay with it and she quickly sought out your lips with closed eyes.

"So needy Kanroji..." You chuckled against her lips. Before she could reply to your playful comment you shut her up with an open mouthed smooch. Your index and thumb hooked underneath her chin giving you better access to her cavern as you gently slotted your tongue in. At first she was hesitant on how to go forward with your action but she got it soon after by carefully moving her tongue against yours. You broke off the kiss and smiled at her, her face was red and you were both breathing harder than you were minutes before. You moved to pepper kisses along her defined jaw and went back down to her neck to leave love bites scattered around it. As you bit to the skin she gasped and jolted at the feeling but you swiftly soothed the bite by licking over it. You continued doing this until you got down to the valley of her breasts where you then paid closer attention to her nipples. You brought a hand up to her left nipple and began tweaking it underneath your fingers, despite her trying to stifle her sounds of pleasure by biting down on her kiss ridden lower lip her ragged breaths and whimpers were a dead giveaway. Your tongue lolled over her right nipple as you pointed it and began twirling it around the core of her areola yours eyes went back up to look at her face, you could see a line of sweat gathering at the tips of her green bangs and she had given up on trying to bite down on her lip, her jaw hanging low. You unexpectedly tugged on her nipple and she moaned at the sudden pain, instead of going back to sooth the pain like you had on her neck, you rubbed the tip of her pileus in between your front teeth. As your mouth was occupied with going through the cycle of stimulating both her nipples now your right hand travelled down her stomach with featherlight touches until you reached the top of her mons pubis. You stopped your ministrations on her tits and lifted your head back up to look her hazy face.

"Can I?"

She hastily nodded her head with shut eyes.

"Use your words sweetheart, I know you're shy but I wanna hear you use your big girl words okay?"

"Yes! Yes please y/N please I want you to touch me please..." She commanded with her voice rising with obvious desperation.

"Okay baby, anything for you." You leaned down to passionately kiss her forehead and promptly made a trail of airy kisses down the middle of her boobs to down her sternum, the hand that was already there opened up her lips with your middle and ring finger,

"Wow baby you're already soaking... Didn't know you were such a slut for me..." You taunted as your middle finger glided up and down her labias.

"N-no "m not a slut..." She defended lifting her upper body up by her elbows.

"Oh yeah? Then what are you Mitsuri?" You asked as you hovered over her face as you began to tease her clit.

"Ah! Ha-"m a good girl, not a slut I-I promise y/N."

You began giving pressured circles to the bud of nerves causing Kanroji's pelvis to lift up into your palm.

"Yeah? Who's good girl? Giyu's? Shinobu's?" You pondered.

"No! No! Yours! Yours! "M your good girl want to make you happy and and please you too!" She cried.

You smiled at her, "you're so obedient Mitsuri... open up your legs wide for me pretty, and don't. Close them." You ordered as you stepped back from her body to allow her to open her plush thighs. She instantly obeyed.

"Such a good girl for me baby..." You whispered against her calve. You were kissing up on both her thighs, they were so pillowy and soft, you could sleep on them. Leaving red hickeys that would soon turn black and blue on her inner thighs. As you got closer to her slick pussy you were paying attention to everywhere but where it mattered most. Teasingly leaving sloppy kisses on the lips of her pussy and the very top of her hood. You could sense her impatience.

"Please y/N... I'll be good I promise please... stop teasing me..." She breathed.

You laughed, "since you asked so nicely how could I refuse baby?"

With that you delved into her cunt, swiftly kitten licking at her slit. She moaned softly at the sudden friction between her slick pussy and your wet muscle. She began grinding against your mouth to feel more, you harshly wrapped your arms around her thighs to hold her in place. You decided that enough was enough and began to practically make out with her aching cunt. Lewd noises coming from her lower region, your tongue was pointing at her clit prodding at it while simultaneously sucking on it, your right hand then stuffed her hole full of your two middle fingers as you began curling them upwards and moving them back and forth.

"Ah! Fuck! Ngh— ha "m sensitive, s-slow down." The two toned hair woman stuttered.

You hummed at her plea, sending the vibrations of your hum straight to her stimulated clit. Your left hand reached over to play with her tit as you stimulated her nipple again by tugging and tweaking at it.

"Fuck! Ah nghhh- "m close so close y/N, please s-stop." She moaned bringing a hand to your scalp attempting to push you away but you stayed as still as rock (except for your mouth). Your movements became more rapid, desperate to make the Hashira become undone and a mess underneath you. You then decided to add in your index finger inside her sopping hole, pushing deeper in than you had before. Mitsuri began making sounds that were mixes of whimpers and moans, she felt her entire body burning from the sheer pleasure you were giving her, the imaginary and metaphorical knot in her stomach unraveling.

" "M gonna cum! Oh my gosh- ha- nghhh please please y/N please don't stop "m so close!"

With a few more suctions on her clit and a few more thrusts of your fingers she finally came, squirted in fact, the sheer impact of her orgasm pushing out your fingers from her soaking vagina, you were quick to move your mouth from her clit to her hole conscious of not wasting a single drop of her essence, sucking her clenching hole as if it were a straw, rubbing circles around it with your tongue slowly coaxing her down from her orgasm. Her chest was heaving deeply, her legs feeling like jelly. You got up from your knees and your chin was literally dripping with her juices, you cheekily licked your lips and what you could catch you wiped with the back of your palm. You lovingly peppered kisses across her flustered face smiling wider after every kiss.

"Did I make you feel good baby?" You asked looking at her in the eyes to look for any signs of regret or discomfort but all you found was pure euphoria and love.

"Yes yes yes, you did y/N thank you, I wanna... I wanna do this again more next time even! But maybe if I took you out on a date before..." she whispered as she sat up from the desk.

"How could I refuse you pretty? You don't know how long I've been waiting to have you." You confessed as  you caressed the sides of her bare waist.

"Okay! Um how about on Saturday? All the Hashiras are off duty." She perked up smiling with her signature smile.

"Sure Mitsuri I'll pick you up from your home around 8pm yeah?"

"Yes that works! I'm so excited!" She exclaimed.

You chuckled at her eagerness and leaned in to kiss her cheek chastely. "I can't wait."

You helped her off the desk and she hugged you by tightly enclosing you by your neck. She let go and kissed you on your lips by grabbing hold your face.

You remembered the forgotten lingerie on her seat and and walked over to hand it to her,

"Before you leave, try this on and keep it please."

Kanroji happily obliged and quickly put the lingerie on her perfect body, the top was a little small since her breasts were sorta spilling over it but it was nice for you to look at. She then clipped the straps onto her socks and made sure the bottom was covering everything it should be covering despite you having been in her pussy jus 5 minutes earlier.

"How do I look?" She asked shyly with her hands behind her back shifting her weight from side to side  waiting for your response.

You were absolutely taken aback at how she looked in the 3 piece, her curves filling out all the right places and her shy smile made it all the better.

"You look amazing baby, I can't even express what I'm feeling at this moment, you're just the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on." You replied genuinely.

That pink blush was spreading across her face once again at your overwhelming praise.

"Oh stop... you're just saying that..."

"No Mitsuri You're absolutely breathtaking and anyone who tries to tell you differently just tell me and I'll beat their ass." You stepped toward her and compassionately kissed her, slotting your mouth into hers.

"Mitsuri Kanroji please report to the first line of defence to receive a mission!" Voiced the loud intercom.

You two pulled away from each other as you hastily gave her back her clothes and she hastily put her uniform back on overtop her new lingerie.

"You don't have to worry about following protocol anymore Mitsuri, you'll be the exception." You said before she ran out of your office and she gave you a grateful and heartwarming smile...

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Hidan the Jashinist: Masterlist

Sudden Encounters

Captured

'Proper' Introductions

Slow Foreplay

Begging

Pussy Drunk

Bathroom Aftercare

Frustrating Meetings

Euphorical Experience

Trying New Things

Bipolar

Mouse Shit

'First' Time

Breakfast and Dip

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Ideas I didn't put in the fanfic

(12/17/22) A/N: Bro these fucking titles actually give me second han d embarrassment for my last self, but my past self is still myself, so it gives me first hand embarrassment too. 

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Ideas I didn't put in the fanfic

Scenarios:

~ Deidara walks in on you and Hidan while you're under his curse. Deidara gets turned on and shoves his left hand mouth down your throat.

~ Hidan has Y/n in doggy style as he pulls her hair as he whispers degrading comments in her ear. Then he softly kisses your neck, then soon after playfully nibbles your shoulder/collarbone. Leading to you getting wet and him getting hornier.

~ Hidan is talking to you but you lower your head because you don't want to look into his intoxicating purple eyes. He doesn't like that. He then kneels down and takes his index and thumb finger to lift your chin up to face him. (you're most likely hand cuffed or tied up with rope BTW).

~ Hidan gives you a crazed look, his pupils get smaller, and his eyes themselves get wider. He lifts you up with great force, you're surprised but turnt on. You wrap your thighs around his waist as he pushes you up against the rigid wall.

MY Headcanons

~ I feel like he doesn't care about tits, ass, thighs etc but he likes big asses and medium boobs , and plush thighs as his main preferences. Mostly because he likes to mark them with hickeys and bites.

~ Hidan would call you "mommy" in bed, but he'd lowkey degrade and hit you when you and him were in the mood for it.

~ Likes to degrade you when you're the dominant one during sex. He praises you when he's the dominant one.