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killabratzzcherri · 2 years

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: ̗̀➛𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬* ˚ ✦

┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ — even someone as strong and cheerful as rengoku needs someone to help keep him grounded. [ inc. a short drabble, mild angst, kyojuro rengoku, mean reader, i’m not kidding she’s really mean in this but only during sex, reader is black, racism? don’t know her, established relationship, rough sex, handjob, humiliation, degradation, reader slaps him once in the beginning, sub!rengoku, dom!reader ]

From first glance, people always thought you and Rengoku were a unusual couple. From his bright and caring nature to your dark and quiet one. However, you complimented each other nicely and one could see that your supposed condescending look was just you default expression. Even though Rengoku tried to keep you from the demon slayer world, you were known to not be trifled with. Not because you were dating Rengoku, but because you had quite the mean streak. From verbal to physical, you always tore people who tested your patience a new one.

So you were by no means weak, you were even approved by Uzui. To which you promptly glared at him for, because you didn’t want or need his approval, which made you gain the approval of Sanemi.

You both loved each other, and were quite the power couple, but even Rengoku could reach his limits at times.

It was after a particularly rough mission that had him down. You were waiting for him to return home after days of being gone. You were fine with this as you knew is was apart of his job and that he was saving lives. You were in the living room and reading one of your favorite books when you heard the sliding door open. You went to go and excitedly greet him, well as excited as your face would allow to show, at him the door. You expected to see his usual smiling face; however, what awaited you was a man who looked so broken.

Concerned for his well-being, you rushed towards him. His eyes looked distant and dull, very different from the man you fell in love with. You held his head in your hands and questioned, “my love, what is wrong? Are you okay?” you looked over his body, checking for any visible wounds. When you were sure that he was physically okay, you looked back at his face and studied his expression. From his sullen expression and clenched jaw, you knew that he was that his most recent mission left him mentally hurt.

“I fucked up the mission. There was this mother and daughter, if I had just acted quicker then I would’ve been able to save the mother. She protected her daughter from the demon and acted as a human shield. The girls screams were so haunting Y/n. She was screaming for her mom to wake up and I couldn’t do anything,” Rengoku lamented.

You ran your fingers through his hair, “it is not your fault love, an important part of being a demon slayer is knowing that you can not save everyone. It is a sad truth,” you tried to comfort. He instead removed himself from your hold and angrily removed his sandals.

“Kyojuro.” You tried to reach for him again but he brushed you off, “I am trying to help you-”.

“I do not want your pity,” he interrupted in a fit of frustration. Your eyes narrowed at him, not liking his new attitude towards you. He made his way to the bedroom in powerful strides, you followed closely behind him. You caught up to him and blocked his path into the bedroom. Sending a stern glare at him, “then what is it that you want?” you asked. Rengoku rarely got this upset and you genuinely didn’t know how to help him.

The look he gave you was one full of sadness and shame, it hurt your heart to see him in such a state. “I am ashamed of myself,” Rengoku replied. He stepped closer to your form, really showing the size difference between you two. “I want you to make me feel it.”

You understood. You took a deep breath and nodded your head, “alright, go wait in the bedroom, and I’ll be there in a minute,” you said before moving from the path into the room.

Rengoku walked passed you without another word and disappeared into your guys room. You took a moment to clean up. Putting your book back on the bookshelf, and got a drink of water. You stopped in the hallway to look in the decorative mirror, pulling your hair into a ponytail. You’d need it out of the way.

You entered your shared bedroom and found Rengoku pacing the foot of the futon, face scrunched in a disgruntled expression. You moved to stand in front of him. “You’ll tell me if it’s too much, right?” you asked.

“Yes,” Rengoku replied quickly. You stayed quiet, letting him sit in his irrigation. “You are sure-”

“Yes, Y/n, I am-”

A harsh slap hit across his face in a quick fashion. You slapped him hard enough to make his head turn, you flexed your hand to relieve the stinging, watching Rengoku’s eyes go wide from the sudden hit and your seemingly uncaring expression. Rengoku is bigger and stronger than you by a long-shot, but if you had the element of surprise he was easy to throw and hit around in these situations.

“I will ask again. Are you sure this is what you want?”

“Yes,” Rengoku muttered out. “Good,” you turned on your heel before sitting and rested on the mattress beside him. “Strip.”

Rengoku hurriedly stripped himself bare. Everything on full view, especially his standing erection. You on the other hand, loosened the ribbon that held your kimono together and let it fall down your shoulders. Exposing your cleavage and broadening the view of your legs. If Rengoku wanted to do it this way, he’d have to wait before he got to see your body.

“Lie on your back,” you instructed, climbing over top of him when he did. You could feel Rengoku’s erection against your thigh. “You’re hard already? You just got home so that means you have been thinking about this since your journey home,” Rengoku turned his head, trying to hide his reddening face in the pillow. You grabbed his chin roughly and forced him to look at you.

“Who gave you permission to look away? You have been very bad recently, why should I reward you with the privilege to fuck me?” you rolled your hips, rubbing against his throbbing cock. He whined in response, bucking his hips to gain more friction. The action making you sneer at him.

“Fucking pathetic. In the end you are nothing more than a filthy animal in heat,” you reached down and grabbed his cock, giving it a firm squeeze. He gasped at the feeling and rut into your hand. You moved at a slow pace, using his precum as lube and moving your hand in a circular up and down motion. Purposely moving in an agonizing pace, and every time he would move his hips and make you move faster, you would give him a tight squeeze and move even slower. Tears gathered in the corner of his eyes, silently begging for you to let him cum as he could feel he was finally close.

You’ve been married to Rengoku for years now, so you’ve had plenty of times to know the signs of when he is about to cum. Just as he was on the brink of climax, you stopped your movements. He looked at you with such want that a sense of adrenaline rushed through you. He let out a heavy whimper of your name that has your cunt throbbing.

“Are you really that desperate?” Rengoku’s eyes snapped back into focus. He opened his mouth to protest, but you chose that moment to give the final squeeze on his balls mercilessly. The only sound that left his throat was a loud moan as semen spurt out of his cock and his hips spasmed.

During all this, you simply smiled. A cold, cruel, and condescending smile. “Pathetic.”

“Please,” Rengoku whined, just coming down from his high, his voice so much breathier and weak than the last time he spoke. “Please fuck me.” You gave in after taking in the beautiful image of a messed up man. Rengoku had no business looking as good as he did begging. However, you still wanted to mess with him a little.

You both have only been at this for 10 minutes and he’s already fallen under, looking wrecked and ruined. This whole set up is mostly your thing, not Rengoku’s. The humiliation, the roughness. But that didn’t mean he didn’t enjoy it. Matter of fact, Rengoku was quick to accept it, it wasn’t like you couldn’t get off to regular sex, it was just a good stress reliever for both of you.

You sat up straight and took a moment to admire the man under you. You ran your hands along his tainted torso, tracing the bruises on his pecs and stomach. Trying to distinguish which ones were made by your mouth the last time y’all did this or from his recent battle. The faded bite marks you knew were your doing.

You leaned down and pressed your upper body against his, arching your back and aligning his already hard cock with your wet cunt. You buried your face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his musky scent. Licking and grazing your teeth along his neck, your close hot breath sent shivers down his spine and to his cock. You chuckled at his reaction.

“You like that, don’t you?” you asked. Rengoku didn’t speak, but the answer was clear from his pulsating cock throbbing against you, and his unfocused eyes. “You do like it.” You leaned down to whisper in his ear. “You’re actually enjoying this. That’s pretty fucked up, Kyojuro.” Rengoku groaned. You laughed again at his disability to form a coherent sentence.

After placing a final kiss on his neck, you moved up to look at him face-to-face and once again wrapped your hand around his throat. His eyes widened at the action as you squeezed just a little harder than the first time. “You want me to fuck you right?” he nodded weakly, his airflow slightly restricted.

“Well here’s what I want. I want to hear you scream,” you dragged out, slowly caressing his chest and talking as if it any normal conversation. “I want you to cry, sob, and beg for me to stop.”

At the end of your words, you sat up straight once more, removing your hand from his throat, and positioned his cock at your entrance. Rengoku’s eyes widened again as he tried to stop you. You had not prepared yourself to take his cock yet and you knew he was sensitive to your warm, tight walls.

“Y/n…” He pleads, hands trying to grip your waist to stop you from entering. “Y/n… please don’t! Yo-you’re to fuckin.. hng-” Tears streaming down his face, eyes wide and pleading. “You are to tight!”

“I don’t recall asking for your opinion Kyojuro. I am giving you what you wanted and you will take what I give you. Besides, look how hard you are, your cock is begging for me, and you mean to tell me I won’t fit?” The horrible mocking tone of your voice makes him whine.

Rengoku looks at your thighs split open wide around his hips so you can rub the length of his cock through your slit. You drag the fat head from your clenching hole to your clit, the sensation running through your veins. “I am gonna make it fit sweetheart, gonna force your filthy dick into me and you are gonna fill me up.”

“Is too tight!” He wails, blinking back more tears. “‘to tight, Y/n. It won’t fit.”

You snarl, “it is not too tight, you’ve fucked it before, haven’t you? Fucked yourself stupid from my cunt until you have creamed all over it like a dog in heat. It is not to tight–” You thrust your hips backwards, finally getting his cock to enter you and bottom out. “There you go~ see, it wasn’t that hard.” You cooed, trying to hide your own pleasure this brought you, even if it was painful to force him inside you without prep.

The pleasure was to great as he came the moment you bottom out. You could feel his hot seed fill your cunt and the feeling almost made you double over. Instead, you dug your nails into the skin of his thighs and glared down at him. “Fucking hell, are you that pathetic to cum just from entering me? Disgusting,” you spat.

More tears flowed down his face from your harsh words and the overwhelming sensation coursing through his body. Leaning over, you lick the tears from his cheeks, "Stupid fucking dog, can't even take me without crying about it."

You grab him by the hair and pull him to an upright position, he groaned from the pain as you rolled your hips, getting yourself ready. From the start, you set a rough and fast pace, bouncing on his cock vigorously. His vision going black with every bounce, he tried to thrust into you but you dug your nails into him with a sharp glare. He was mesmerized by the way your breasts spilled out of your kimono and bounced with your body, it was frustrating for him not to be able to touch you. He loved that even if you said all those mean things about him, your face still contorted with pleasure from riding him and the quiet little moans that you let out.

Rengoku was brought out of his dazed state when your hand comes back around his neck, your other harshly rubbing at your slick and swollen clit. Still continuing with your rough pace, your starting to reach your climax and was focused on attaining that bliss. When he tries to twist away, the sensation almost too much for him to handle, you tighten your grip around his neck to make him stop moving.

“Stop fucking squirming you worm, take what I give you and stop acting like a fucking bitch about,” you growl in his ear before biting down on his shoulder and drawing blood. The spike of pain sends him hurtling off the edge, spasming in your tight grip as he whimpers your name over and over, the orgasm stronger than any he can remember. You could feel his hot semen spurt into your cunt, the final piece that helped you attain your climax. The pleasure making you arch your body into his and unconsciously flex your fingers around his throat.

You both sat there for a minute, a small show of mercy as you allow him to come down from his high. Slowly lifting yourself of his cock, the feeling of emptiness as his cum spilled out of your cunt nagged you to put him back inside you. To forget this whole charade and ride him til you were stupid. But now was not the time and you had a husband to comfort.

You moved to lay beside him and looked at his disheveled form. While you know you should be moving to help him, you wanted to take a moment and really admire your work. From his sweaty body that made his hair stick to his face to his unfocused eyes that showed he was still stuck in that submissive state.

Your favorite thing to admire was the artwork you created on his body, the rising bruise around his neck, the already formed ones around his torso and pelvis. Others would frown upon this whether they knew it was consensual, they either thought that the woman should be in that position or that you were an abusive woman. But it was neither and you both loved to admire the work you did on his body and it wasn’t like he didn’t give you some of your very own to look at, seeing as he could be equally as rough as you if the situation arises.

The moment was cut short when you noticed Rengoku shaking, letting out a choked sob. A quiet “shit” slipped out of your mouth as quickly took a piece of his uniform and cleaned you both up, it was fine since you would have to wash his uniform anyways. You were also mindful of his bruised and sore body along with his sensitive cock. After quickly doing that, you climbed back into bed with him. He was full on crying now, letting out loud sobs that broke your heart with every cry.

“I’m sorry, was I to rough? I didn’t mean to hurt you so much” You apologized.

Rengoku shook his head as he sniffles, “no no, it was good, wonderful even” he assured.

You looked at him with sad and sympathetic eyes, you hated that your strong husband could be reduced to this sobbing and broken mess that was totally different from his regular demeanor. This only made you hate demons more as they were the sole cause for your husband’s sadness. You also didn’t like that he had to put up a front with the other demon slayers as this strong man who was also smiling in the face of danger. When I’m reality, he was just as scared as the next guy.

“Do you want me to get you water or anything?” You asked. Rengoku shook his head, “no, just… stay with me, please?” he asked as if there was even a possibility that you would leave him.

“Of course,” you replied. You embraced him in comforting hug, placing his head near your chest and kissed to top of his head. “I love you” you said.

“I love you too”

The rest of the night flowed by as you comforted Rengoku as he cried into your chest, mourning the loss of the little girls mother and others he failed to save. He fell asleep to the nice sensation of your fingers running through his hair as you whispered your true thoughts about him. About how wonderful a person he was, how powerful and amazing he was, how smart he was, about how much you loved him and meant the world to you, that if he put his mind to something he could do it, how today was a minor setback in the big picture of saving humanity from demons.

It was only when you heard a soft snore that you finally let silent tears stream down your eyes. Feeling Rengoku’s sadness as your own. Despite your tears, you smiled and closed your eyes, following your husband into the dream world. Happy that you were able to provide him some type of solace.

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killabratzzcherri · 2 years

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includes: bonten!mikey self-indulgence // quick drabble [a comfort fic if you will, I had a dream about him and I’m dying to write it out. I’m not good at dialogue so pls bear with me]

Today was just not your day.

From the moment you woke up you knew that today wasn’t gonna be one of best. The sky’s were dark and gloomy even though it was in the middle of summer, forcing you to cancel your beach trip with your friends that afternoon. Your boyfriend, Mikey, was not in the bed next to you when you woke up. Which wasn’t surprising since he is a busy man but still a downer on the already gloomy day.

Due to your free time, you decided to head into work just to occupy yourself for the day instead of sitting home. However, upon entry you were called into your boss’ office and promptly scolded for an assignment incorrectly done by one of your colleagues. Instead of defending yourself, you quietly bowed your head, receiving the scolding without issue and apologizing for their incompetence for making a mistake.

From there on the rest of the day only went downhill. When you returned to your desk you could see a group of your female coworkers snickering at you, the coworker that made the mistake standing in front. You ignored them, not caring enough to give them a reaction and keeping a cold expression. During lunch, one of the female coworkers bumped into you, causing your hand to slip and drop water onto your white blouse. Not only making your shirt wet but also transparent, a hazing image of your bra and cleavage on display for not only them but also your male colleagues. They ogled at your breasts and your eyes instinctively twitched as the coworker pretended to be apologetic and wipe at your shirt with a napkin.

You didn’t care for her fake kindness, especially when you could see her struggling to keep her smile hidden. You pushed her away, a little harder than you should’ve, and told her it was fine it wasn’t. It didn’t help that you had a meeting in a few minutes, so you put on your blazer and carried on, even if the wet clothes felt uncomfortable you pushed through with a tight smile.

By the end of the day, you were seriously on the brink of giving in to your violent thoughts. You had a past of anger issues and blowing up in a violent rage, but you went to anger management classes and therapy, learning to control your anger and even dispelled some of it. But you couldn’t fully hate your anger issues, it was how you met Mikey after all. Although you did consider yourself lucky that Mikey himself wasn’t in a bad mood that day as you probably would’ve been killed for your angry outburst.

To be fair, he was in the house of your friend who you’ve been trying to help get better after her past addiction and criminal past. So it was understandable of you to get hostile when you see a bunch of scary-looking men in her small apartment. It took a minute for your friend to calm you down and even then you still were glaring at the blonde, which he later confessed was weirdly attractive.

After that encounter you ran into him at a shop buying dorayaki and taiyaki. You saw him first and you saw the way his almost lifeless eyes lit up like that of a child’s. You couldn’t help the faint blush that dusted your dark cheeks. Gathering all your courage you approached the man with a indifferent demeanor, paying for his food as a sort of apology for blowing up on him before. He of course looked at you suspiciously but you ignored it in favor of trying to start a conversation with him. Surprisingly he entertained your attempts at small talk and talked to you about the mundane subjects you brought up. Ever since then you two have formed a relationship that soon blossomed into a romantic one.

He was quick to tell you early on about the work he did and how dangerous it was, and that he wasn’t going to stop anytime soon. It was a little hard at first to accept that he could be so mean but you soon came to the conclusion that as long as he was good to you and faithful then it didn’t matter the things he did.

You were knocked out of your reminiscing when you saw a man stealing your car, the same car that Mikey had given you for your birthday.

“HEY,” you shouted but it was to late. The man was already in your car and quickly drove off with a loud screech of the tires.

Thankfully you didn’t have anything of importance in the car but it’s value was more sentimental than monetary it was a really expensive car though. You tried to run after it but it was to fast. You yelled in aggravation and stomped your foot, which in turn broke the heel of your shoes making you stumble and lightly twist your ankle.

By now, you were beyond angry. Your body was trembling in suppressed anger and the breathing exercises your AM teacher taught you was futile at the point. The pitying and judgmental stares didn’t help as you pathetically limped, basically barefoot, to your home. Still soaked in water, near barefoot, injured, and throughly humiliated. Instead of feeling angry, you felt defeated and wanted to cry.

You trudged into your penthouse, just wanting to lay in your bed and have the day be over with. But of course, the gods hated you and wanted you to suffer more as you came face-to-face with your boyfriend in all your humiliating glory. You could see the widening of his eyes from shock at your form. That was the final straw as the dam holding your tears back broke and you let out a choked sob.

Mikey was quick to rush over to you worried, “baby baby, what’s wrong? don’t cry” he spoke hurriedly, checking over your body for wounds. He saw your dirty feet and swollen ankle and grew even more worried and confused. You weren’t any help as you continued to cry to yourself. He gently picked you up bridal style and walked you over to the couch, propping your foot up on the coffee table.

“It’s gonna be okay baby, I’ll be right back, I’m going to get the frozen peas to ice your ankle ok?” He said looking up at you from where he knelt. You nodded as you sniffled trying to gain your composure. Mikey quickly went to the kitchen and got a pack of frozen peas from the freezer. During this you took off your damp blazer and unbuttoned your still wet blouse, freeing yourself from most of the uncomfortable wet clothes feeling. You didn’t care if Mikey saw you half exposed as he’s already seen you naked anyways.

He came back and helped you carefully take off your ruined stockings. He took a closer look at your twisted ankle and made sure it wasn’t anything serious. The whole time you were glaring at your foot, as if it was the bane of your existence.

“Thankfully you only twisted it, just keep ice on it to keep the swelling down and keep it elevated. Ya know, the usual shit”, he said, placing the frozen pack on your ankle and looking up at you. He frowned at the sight of you glaring off at nothing, obviously angry at something or someone. He’s known you long enough to know when your actually angry or just frustrated, and you’re angry.

Sure he wasn’t really the the emotional type since he grew up, but he still cared for you and it was upsetting to see you upset. Mikey got up and lifted you up to where he was sitting where you sat and put you on his lap. The action startled you and you directed your glare towards him.

“Let me go Mikey,” you spoke, moving to get out of his hold. Secretly, you enjoyed his embrace and didn’t want to move but you were angry and in a mood. A shock of pain from you ankle caused you to recoil and gave Mikey ample opportunity to tighten his grip around your waist and pull you back into his chest.

“Babe what’s wrong with you? What happened today?” He questioned, eyeing your discarded wet shirt. You hugged and turned away from him, fighting the urging to tell him off and say that it wasn’t his business. Instead you scowled at the wall, “just a bad fucking day, my ass of a boss wants to get on my ass for something I didn’t even do, then bitches wanna test my goddamn patience as if I won’t sock a bitch and some bastard stole your car, I’m really sorry about that and I’ll find a way to pay you back, and by the fucking grace of God my heel fucking broke so I not only twisted my ankle but I had to walk all the way here basically barefoot. So ex-fucking-cuse me if I’m a little heated right now,” you rambled off letting your emotions flow out into the open.

You were starting to feel the tears coming back but you kept going, “and then I find you here which is honestly great in itself but you have to see me so vulnerable and disheveled and I feel so damn powerless. I feel like I have no control over anything today and I can’t fucking calm down,” you could feel the tears streaming down your face again as you vented about your feelings.

Mikey didn’t say anything but sat there and listened. He raked his hand up and down your waist soothingly, letting you get all your emotions out. It hurt his heart to see you like this, to see you so discouraged when you’re usually the one to uplift him. When he heard you stop talking and felt the slight tremors of your body as you cried, he spoke.

“Shhh, it’s okay, it’s gonna be alright. So what if your coworkers don’t like you? You’re better than all of them and they’re just jealous of you. Don’t worry about some stupid car, you don’t have to pay me and I’ll just get you a new one, you were due for an upgrade anyways.” He comforted, turning your face back towards him by your chin and wiping the tears from your eyes, giving you a his signature smile.

“And don’t come with that ‘powerless’ and ‘calm down’ bullshit. You’re THE Y/n L/n. The most feisty and sassy woman I know, the one who will stand up to anybody. Don’t ever downplay your anger when it’s rightfully there. Hell, I fell in love with you because of your anger and sassiness. You’re the woman I am in love with and that’s all that matters”

His words only served to bring more tears to your eyes as you finally relaxed into his embrace and let out a loud cry. You turned your body to lean your head into his shoulder and cried out your frustrations, wetting his shirt with your tears but neither of you cared.

Mikey let you cry and ran his fingers through your hair. He stared at the wall with a dark expression, already making plans to get you out of your job and punish those who made you cry. When Mikey heard a soft snore coming from you, he couldn’t help but lightly chuckle at how quick and easy it was for you to fall asleep.

He picked up your sleeping form and carried you to the shared bedroom, mindful of your ankle, laid you on the bed and put the covers over you. He wiped your face clean of tears and snot as he stared at your peaceful face. He kissed your forehead before walking out of the bedroom and back into the common area.

Mikey picked up his phone and dialed a number. The phone rang for a few seconds before the other person on the line picked up.

“Sanzu, I have a new job for you”

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killabratzzcherri · 3 years

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Imagine topping Souya

You are the picture of leisure; lazy smile painting your face as you watch the withering bluenette under you. [E/c] eyes bright with arousal. Your naked with your boobs spilling out of your bra, plump chest on display and panties barely hanging on around your ankle. Your attention is drawn to Souya, who is currently downright writhing under you, his panting breaths loud in the quiet of his shared home. His twin brother out doing god knows what.

Your legs are pressed tight together between Souya's spread thighs, nails digging harshly into the edge of the couch cushions, threatening to tear the fabric in his desperation. His hair sticking to his forehead from sweat. As you continue impaling yourself on Souya's cock, desperately riding his lap, Souya's thick shaft plunging deep into your cunt.

Your eyes trail over to the digital clock resting on the T.V stand, taking in the time and thinking back to the time you started. "Two hours, hmm? You poor thing," you cooed gently, moving to lean back and feel his cock pludge slightly deeper than before. Arousal makes your core beat in time with your pulse, but this isn't about you; not right now. Souya's eyes are still locked on you, his adams apple bobbing as he swallows. His eyes silently pleading with you to finally let him cum, not knowing if he could handle another denial from you.

You took pity on the poor boy, deciding you had teased him enough for today. your hand travelling from his torso to his cheek. Caressing it as your thumb traced over his bottom lip, prompting him to open his mouth. You stuck your pointer and middle finger in smoothly, the feeling of his tongue swirling around and sucking your fingers bringing you closer to your climax.

"Such a good boy~ won't you come for me, darling?" Your words are husky and low, he could've swore he saw hearts in your eyes. Souya's eyes immediately go wide, wasting no time doing what you say, his hands reaching for your hips and grasping tight before yanking you down hard. " Shit " He hisses between clenched teeth, burying his face in your shoulder with a hoarse cry, hips jerking as he empties himself, deep in your cunt. His own orgasm prompting yours as you let out a loud moan, feeling yours and his cum mix inside you.

As you both finally rode out your high, he spoke. "That," Souya says between panting breaths, "wasn't fair." He unceremoniously fell back onto the couch, you draped lazily over him with a content smile curving your lips. Your only response is a shrug, moving to press a chaste kiss to his mouth in turn. He barely responds, too exhausted and well-fucked to muster up any energy.

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killabratzzcherri · 3 years

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Imagine have a one-night stand with Ran Haitani, making it very clear that you weren't looking for any serious relationship. You've had your fair share of guys who disregarded your words and ended up catching feeling. Although you had no problem turning them down, the act of it was getting tedious and annoying.

But you knew Ran, despite his calm personality that came off as playful. He knew how to respect boundaries, even though he sometimes liked to nudge at them to get a reaction. He wasn't all to bad.

You thought this was gonna be another night filled with typical pleasure and then you both would continue on with your lives.

You were terribly wrong.

The way his tongue worked against your core was a sensation you never felt before. Cumming multiple times from his tongue and fingers alone as he lazily rubbed circles against your clit. Occasionally pulling and pinching it.

Don't even get me started on the way he fucks you. He plows into you like it was his last day on earth, going at such a fast pace that he left you a babbling mess in a matter of an hour. His cock melting perfectly into your cunt, his rough thrusts enticing another orgasm out of you.

You both switching positions frequently, the sheets from your bed ruffled and messy. One minute your bodies were tangled together, your hands desperately gripping at his hair or nails digging into his back. Creating long scratch marks that would certainly sting in the morning. His hand tugged at your own hair, forcingfully pulling your head back as his kisses and sucked along your neck, collarbone, and chest. His other hand fondled your breast, rolling your sensitive nipple through his fingers. His hips thrusting into your drenched cunt, his balls slapping against the bottom of your ass, your clit grazing against his pelvis.

Then the next your face was smushed against the plush pillow, while your ass was perked up in the air and back arched. Your satin pillowcase being ruined by your drool as Ran didn't let up on the continuous rough backshots. You didn't even mind the slight pain from your shoulder as he held your arm behind you. His other hand on the small of your back, keeping your body in place so you wouldn't fall over. He loved the way your ass looked when he thrust into you, the way it jiggled from the force and it felt even better.

You were in love

So as you were making up the bed the next afternoon, you stopped the male as he was about to leave to leave the bedroom with his bag.

" See you later babe " he said as he made his way to the door.

You froze in your spot before turning to him, " you'll see me later? " you questioned. You laughed at the idea of letting such a man go. " You a crazy man, you crazy! " you said, Ran raised an eyebrow at your words.

" What you mean you'll see me later? You live here now " you stated, " you thought you was gonna do that to me last night and....what?? " you added, letting out a wry chuckled. You looked at him as if he was the crazy one.

" You said that you wasn't looking for no man though " Ran said, " that was before you was hitting me like that last night, my boy " you replied. " Yeah I wasn't looking for no man but God sent me one. See when God sent you, who am I to block my blessings? " you continued, " you feel what I'm sayin'? ".

" You walking all around here with that spending-the-night bag, go put that bag down! " you pointed to the duffel bag he had in his hands, " take that bag off " you urged. He followed your words, not sure if he should be scared or turned on by your sudden assertiveness.

You gave a warm smile at the sight of him listening to you, you made your way over to him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he placed his hands on your waist, pulling you closing to his body. " You're mine now ok?~ " you proclaimed with a sultry, kissing along his neck. He lazily smirked, leaning down to press his forehead against yours, " of course darling~ " he agreed.

ANDNGJXJSNSNF I wrote this because I felt bad for not writing anything this week. Let's not mention the 2(two) unfinished fics in my drafts.

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#tokyo revengers smut #tokyo rev smut #tokyo revengers ran #ran x reader #ran haitani #haitani brothers #˗ˏˋ love letter! ˎˊ˗ ꒰ 💌 ꒱

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