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wonnoy · 3 years

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koji hiroo mafia boss collab with inarizahki.

*no but seriously his neck is unreal i made it too long dude but i already sharpied it. but here is koji hiroo with mafia sprinkle)

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warnings: (what type of mafia boss would it be without warnings) suggestive , typical 18+, virgin ho, gun, knife

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Deep breaths, in and out. Your heart was one of the few things you could hear in the room. It was dark out, long since the sun had set. In your hands, a bag you were gripping so tight that you were certain your nails were going to tear the gloves.

Sitting in the corner on the opposite side of the room was a man with his legs crossed and his eyes narrowed at the other two gentlemen in the room. Their voices were just barely above whispers.

"Koji, sir, we made sure that the bag was right here-"

"I'm sure as hell that I didn't suck the bag into my ass, you need to find my bag or you're going to find my foot up your ass," Koji said. The bag that they were talking about was the one that was in your hands.

It was supposed to be a job that got you in and out of the place tout suite. But now that you were in, you couldn't get out. Every breath you took was a risk, it seemed the man sitting down - Koji you believe - had hyper senses. His eyes were always searching the room, occasionally they would flit past you which would make you hold your breath.

He knew you were here he was just trying to make you suffer.

You looked to the left and eyed down the shut door. If you were lucky enough - not to mention, fast - you could make it out of here. The two men searching the room were getting closer and closer to your hiding spot. It wouldn't be much longer until they found you with the way that rummaged through practically everything.

Your throat was much more than dry at this point, swallowing proved to do nothing in trying to cool your nerves, yet you did it anyway.

One of the men came a little closer to you now, you could tell by the noise they were making. They really where searching every nook and cranny that they could get their hands on. It was now or never else their meaty paws would be all over your body. Slightly adjusting the mask on your face to make sure you couldn't be identified, you made a dash for the door.

It was a slight movement at first that you made that gained Koji's attention initially. Then it was the rapid speed that you ducked out from under the table and pushed past the guy who was about to grab you.

"Fucking grab her would you idiots," Koji semi-yelled at the two men. They were quick to interact, a silent language between the two of them as they coordinated to trap you inside the room.

You watched the door be quickly blocked off with the guard's massive stature and with its closure your heart shriveled at any chance of making it out of here. You stopped running and stood still, very aware of the man behind you, the one in front of you, and the one next to you.

There was laughter from Koji who was still sitting on the chair.

"So you're the one who took the bag?" and more to himself muttered, "aren't you a sad excuse for a burglar," and then he stood, the chair screeching across the floor as it was pushed back. He took his sweet time walking over to you, only one eye visible with the other being blocked completely by his black fringe.

Black, hooded eyes gleamed with curiosity and slight annoyance as they eyed you down. A black fire tattoo trailed down his neck and the rest of it was hidden underneath the suit he wore.

He stopped in front you, towering above you.

"What's your name sweet cheeks?" he smirked down at you. Worry was pooling around in your gut as he stared at you, you couldn't read his emotions anymore. Your hands still held the bag, the weight of it nearly forgotten because you were scared.

You looked around the room, it looked to be trashed now and the men in it seemed to be quite relaxed despite the massive mess.

"Why would I tell you that," you answered, looking back at his face. His one eye visible had a long scar over it, you knew where he got it from as well.

"Don't make this more difficult on yourself baby," he raised a hand to caress your mask-covered face. You didn't flinch at the contact but instead continued to stare at him. He was being oddly gentle towards you.

Koji Hiroo was a man who was known for his sarcastic comments and the unrealistically cruel way he tortured people. He made them torture themselves from the way he picked at their brains. His notoriety was well known, it was actually how you ended up here in the first place.

Money is money and you have quite an affinity for it.

Koji leaned down to your ear and your grip tightened on the bag, "if you're thinking of swinging that bag at me, I will make sure to break every limb in your body," he whispered lowly into your ear. Your heart dropped into your stomach - you were too obvious with your movements. He knew.

You looked at his smirk from the corner of your eye before swallowing dryly. There had to be another way of which you could get out of this.

"Well," your throat scratched, "what is it that you want?" you tried squaring your shoulders, but the amount of dread in your body stopped you from doing so. His eyes gleamed when you asked him that question, as if he'd been waiting for a long time.

He turned and gestured for you take a seat on the chair that he was just sitting on, "go on and take a seat dear," he smiled, his teeth shining in the dim room.

You watched him, eyes not leaving him as you strutted over to the chair and sat down. Your hands still gripped the bag as you set it down next to you.

"You two may leave," he didn't give the two men a glance as he said this. The taller one started to leave without question, but the shorter one stayed his eyes narrowed at you.

"Sir, let me take care of her. I know how to handle thieving brats-" he began. You watched as Koji slowly turned around, glaring at the shorter guard. The taller one looked back quickly before grabbing the shirt collar of the shorter one.

"Sakishima, leave now," his voice had no room for further questioning.

He bowed and started to walk away, shoving the taller guard's hand off of him.

"Make sure he stays out of here Kugiri," Koji said and Kugiri nodded before following Sakishima out. The door closed with an audible noise and Koji turned to look at you again.

He didn't say anything and stared at you, eyes watching with a slight interest. It felt unnerving to be scrutinized as you were. It took everything you had not to squirm under his gaze.

"You should take off your mask," his hand went into his pockets. You blinked at him - like hell you would.

You didn't make a move to take off your mask and he yawned slightly before taking his hands out his pockets and shifting his hands so you could see the gleam of his gun. You stiffened, your gut wrenching at the sight of it.

He only looked down at you as you sat on the chair watching his gun with strict eyes. It only took his fingers brushing against the gun to get you to set yourself into action, pulling the mask that hid your identity off.

He silently held his hand out and placed the mask in his hand, watching him chuck it off somewhere in the room. Then Koji continued to stare at you, peacefully glad that he could get a proper look at you.

The photos didn't do any justice.

The bag that you held in your hands was useless to him - he only just set it up this way so it seemed that it was. He knew you were tight on money and what a whore you were for it. But he couldn't just walk up to your apartment and give it to you without being sure that you'd follow him back.

Koji planned everything from the start.

He wanted you for nearly a month or two now. A month or two too long if he really thought about it. You fell on the ground trying to avoid walking into him when he waltzed down the sidewalk one day. Koji loved how you seemed so meek, never would he thought (after gathering intel on you), that you were a crafty little thief.

That little ploy you did, falling on the ground, was coverup for swapping his wallet and robbing his ass. Any other man would have been killed on sight or left mentally damaged, but you had the balls to rob him. A very strong asset to have.

"Mind telling me when you're going to stop staring at me and talk?" you asked. He nearly scoffed at the tone of voice you were using - trying hard too hard to sound confident and fearless. But he knew better, only amateurs couldn't tell the difference.

Koji had been staring at you for more than a couple minutes, and to say it was frightening was not enough for a description. You felt like melting in your seat for every second that passed. His black eyes not moving, barely blinking in your direction as he watched you.

"I want you to be by my side," Koji shoved his hands back in his pockets. You sat there, hands in your lap, staring right back up at him. The air in the room started to feel clammy and it wasn't helping your muddled mind in understanding the situation as of present. Koji Hiroo wants you by his side after him catching you in robbing him. Your fingers dug into the material of your pants - if you said no, what would he do to you?

Koji was silent whilst you tried to weigh the options in your mind - deluded for thinking you even had a choice in the first place.

He took a step closer to you and took his hands out of his pockets. What he was doing, you had no idea but you leaned further away from him in the chair you were sitting on.

Koji seemed really talkative in the beginning, when there were other people in the room, but he was more than silent now. You didn't liked being picked apart with his eyes, no longer having a mask to hide your emotions.

A sigh went from the room and Koji leaned close into your space, placing his hands on the arm rests of the chair.

His breath ran a race along the skin of your ear as he leaned his mouth close to your ear, "do you need any convincing then?" he whispered into your ear. You didn't dare try to look at him or answer his question.

It's not as if he really needed a verbal answer, your body's response was enough for him.

You hadn't even noticed it yourself either - the small quaking of your form. The labored breathing you were trying to control, even your leg was bouncing in nervousness.

"I don't know what you mean," you said, voice holding on to a small quiver at the end of your words. Koji obviously picked it up with no trouble and took his hands off the sides of the chair. Choosing to instead place them on your arms. You were cold, despite being dressed in a skin-tight, long-sleeved black shirt.

His hands weren't over the top warm on your body, but they were warm enough to raise goosebumps through the fabric of your long-sleeve.

"You know exactly what I mean," he more muttered than said as Koji leaned in to press his face against your neck. The shape of his face was pressing into the junction of your neck and shoulder. He was breathing shallowly into your skin, his heated breath made you shiver so terribly that he found it just adorable.

Koji watched you shiver with every breath he took into your neck, absolutely thrilled with the reaction you were giving him.

"I think you just might need to explain to me, what exactly you- oh-" you were cut off from whatever you were saying, it probably wasn't important anyway, when Koji licked your neck.

It was a tiny kitten lick, that trailed slightly upwards to where your ear was.

"Sorry, you were saying something?" you could feel his lips pull against your skin, tantalizing teasing your neck. You swallowed, he was making you tremble.

Your hand had long stopped clutching the bag, but instead clutched the black jeans that covered your legs. Koji's hand massaged your biceps as he continued to breathe in your neck. Not attempting another kitten lick against your skin.

"I was saying- uhm-" Koji's tongue interrupted you again. This time it traveled down to your collarbone and he left a light kiss against it. You took a shuttered breath and Koji watched with fascination at the way it looked. He was dying to just see more of you - the pictures that he had wasn't enough.

And getting you to beg for him was waning his patience thin.

Your fingers let go of your jeans to instead grip at his forearms, trying to pull him off of you and he did initially. Only to get a good look at the face you were making from him just licking your neck.

You thought you were keeping your composure quite well, but if you were to look at yourself through the mirror - you'd know you were just lying to yourself. You knew you looked like a horny mess.

But Koji fucking loved it. If this was the reaction he got from this little of stimulation, just imagine if he were to have you completely. Not that he won't, yet.

"Please let me talk," you managed to stutter out, brain still melted from the small stimulation he made on your neck. The area burned and yearned to be stimulated more. If you didn't have any dignity, you'd have stuck your neck out for him again.

"Alright, speak then," he smirked before grabbing your forearms to fling you to your feet. You barely managed to catch yourself when he did so, clearly still a little lost at mind. Koji took a seat into the chair instead, spreading his legs.

Pants pulling taut against the lean muscle underneath.

You swallowed again, "what do you mean by your side?" you asked, fingers fidgeting against your side as you did. You felt like a child in his presence, was he doing this on purpose?

"Unless you'd rather be on top of me love," he reached out and yanked you on top of his lap by your forearm. You lost your footing easily, falling on top of him with your nose shoved up almost in his ear. He shivered when he felt you breath out in surprise against his ear, Koji was having too much fun with this.

You didn't have a response to that, mainly because of the shock you were experiencing (and a tiny amount because of arousal).

Your hands were pressed against him firmly and he rose your face from his ear.

"You should get rid of those jeans dear," Koji's hands ran against the jeans. You could barely feel them but you didn't really intend on taking them off.

"I don't think I should," you shifted your legs so now they were hanging off either side of him. Doing so left your groin right above his and Koji was really aware of this. His hands went to your hips before pushing them down so you could now feel his hardening length against your most private areas.

Koji grinned even more looking at your reaction, keeping in mind of how warm you felt down here in contrast to your cooler body. Just the heat that was coming from your vagina was addicting to him already.

"Listen, I can't. I have, I have a life and family, a family that-" you stammered out but Koji cut you off again but dragging one hand up underneath your shirt. Pressing lightly onto the skin his hand was in contact with, drawing such a pretty groan from your lips.

Koji looked up at you and you were biting your lip, "oh sorry, were you saying something?" he smiled earnestly at the furrowed brow you gave him. Koji watched your reactions, analyzing every little thing you did and you were very much aware of it.

His brooding eyes seemed never look away from you and it was embarrassing. Not to mention terrifying to be on the lap of a mafia boss. He could end your life but it genuinely feels like he's beginning it with the way his touch affects you.

"But I also can't because it's," you looked away from him, Koji could see the hesitation in your face. With just the way your face contorted with an abundance of emotions dancing across your face but he couldn't discern. He gnawed on the inside of his cheek.

"Listen," Koji mumbled leaning into your body by pressing you harder against him, "there's only so much pliancy from you that I can take," he exhaled onto her neck. His hand on her hip pressed down once more so you two were now effectively grinding your crotch's. The other slid out of your shirt to place his palm on your ass that was so prettily pushed out because of the way you were positioned.

Your hands moved from his chest and now rested on the sides of his neck, seemingly afraid to grab him. You didn't know the limits of this man - and you most definitely didn't want to cross any line.

Koji's hips rotated, keeping a steady friction between the two of you. Just barely did you throw your head back from the steady friction between the two of you, heat foreign to you beginning to storm it's way around your navel. Fuck.

He really loved the expression you held on your face right now - one of shock and pleasure. Probably his favorite expression on you thus far.

"Oh please continue with what you were saying," he grinned before laying to feast on your neck. He knew you wouldn't be able to operate with him like this and it was such a egotistical moment for him. He was sure to be able to leave marks, not even afraid to nip you.

You were not afraid to grip on to him anymore, that long gone when your fingers let go of his neck to instead tease his scalp with your fingers. The groan this man let loose vibrated your entire being - filling you a sense of pride.

You didn't even notice Koji slipping his entire arm around you press you harder into him while the other traveled to his pant leg - pulling a tiny blade. You didn't protest as he used it to aggressively cut away your jeans, showing the same amount of eagerness as you unbuttoned his pants.

Your pretty pink panties were on display to him and soon gone when he sliced it off of your body. Your fingers on one hand trace pretty patterns on v-line while the other shakily pulled down the zipper.

You were more than eager and it did more than show because Koji heard it when you let out a hushed 'Hiroo' when his fingers brushed against the lips of your pussy. He pulled his head out of your neck to look at his fingers and what a mess you made out of them.

"Jesus Christ," he strained himself to say, extremely turned on by the sight of his digits drenched in your slick. You were dazed when you looked too, not even in the slightest embarrassed. However, awake, when you watched him with owlish eyes when he sucked them into his mouth.

Koji didn't look away from you as he sucked his fingers clean of you.

"Fuck, you taste good," was the first thing he said as his fingers popped from his mouth. You only licked your lips in response before leaning forward abruptly and smashing your lips onto his.

You wanted to taste what you tasted like too, with a light seasoning of Koji as well.

It didn't taste good - more funny that anything else but by the gods did was it so erotic. Koji was shocked at first being so kissed abruptly but he welcomed it with an open mouth and an greedy tongue. It ran over your gums, stroking your own tongue, even trying to shove itself down your throat. It wasn't a gentle kiss by all means, it was one that made you both try and shrug off your shredded jeans.

His cock was already sprung, pressing hard against the confines of his boxers through the hole where you somehow managed to unzip his pants. His voice rumbled in his throat and stopped kissing you to more accurately slice and dice your jeans when he wasn't successful with pushing them off.

There were shreds of your jeans on the floor beneath you and Koji went back to devouring your mouth as he lifted you, trying his best to position you.

Feeling the tip prodding at your sopping lips, you panicked and felt dread dropping your stomach. You pushed off his lips but that didn't stop him as he went to mark your neck up even more.

"Wait, I'm a-"

Koji slammed you down and your voice caught in your throat, he already knew what you were going to say but he had no strength to say it as a moan tore through his body at the feel of you. Absolutely divine you felt, walls not familiar with the intrusion and something more than you slick was dripping out of shivering cunt.

It hurt so bad.

"A virgin?" Koji breathed onto your neck. Your fingers were not shy of tearing into his hair and pulling. Koji didn't wait much longer until shallowly thrusting into you.

Never mind, it hurt so good.

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dude i used a thesaurus writing this.

but, peep mafia man and his lil virgin kitty soft paws (thief if u haven't see puss in boots)

hope this measures up to everyone else's writing

@inarizahki

#mafia!haikyuu collab #koji hiroo #koji x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#koji haikyuu #i dont know what im writing anymore #my ass is sore from pulling this out of it #no homo

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