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yuichi-ro · 2 years

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Benimaru x fem!Reader

─this one’s just for you @momo-ceros ♡ cw: fem!Reader, reader is a tease, light dubcon photography (Waka gets into it), exhibition, sexual photography, oral (m!receiving), cum eating, unedited word count: 1.4k ─Waka needs to submit Company Seven’s photo for the Fire Force Calendar or else your beloved home town loses it’s funding

“Do you want the entire town to know you’re doing this? Or do you want to suck it up and get it done and over with quietly?”

Beni’s mouth twisted and turned downwards with a soured expression. Looking from the camera in your hand. Back up to your face. Then to the camera again. Lips pursed tight with that lackadaisical gaze neither hinting towards a yes or no to your very simple question poised in his direction.

“Well?” One hand on your hip and the other jostling the camera out in front of you with an impatient look, you were inclined to hear an answer today and not several days from now like he was trying to do, “You want me to do it or should I get Konro?”

He shuddered. Knowing no one escaped the sketchy nature of Konro’s ability to photograph anything he set his mind to. Beni really thought he was staring down the maw of two equally awful ideas. Until the time to drag his feet and choose ran out.

“....fine,” Beni’s tight lipped answer as he refused to meet your gaze, “One picture, then we’re done.”

One picture was all you intended to get. But it had to be the perfect picture. After all Company’s Seven funding rested on the popularity contest of showing off your assets. And with Beni lounging on the back deck of the empty fire house you weren’t going to slack off and lose the popularity contest.

“How about...just drop the shoulder a bit.” You gestured for your request.

Beni already laid out on his side, propped up on one arm with an eerily vacant look on his face. Contradicting the sigh that left his lips upon your request, “I said one picture.”

“And technically I haven’t even snapped a single one,” You wiggled your finger above the shutter button, “So drop the shoulder fire boy.”

Groaning he fished out his shoulder from the uniform. Letting the fabric fall away from his top half. Exposing nearly all of his torso with one easy go. Beni’s ears undeniably red for the first time in a while. The afternoon Asakusa breeze tickling over his exposed collar bones and bare chest. He was so easily flustered and yet he’d fight it tooth and nail to acknowledge it.

You crept closer with the camera pulled up to your face. Grin on your lips as you watched him through a tiny lense try and refuse your gaze, “You know Waka, bet we could double the funding from this popularity contest if you shed even more.”

“Pff.” He snorted but refused to answer.

“Aww don’t be like that,” You dipped down to your knees in front of him. Holding the camera up like any moment you’d snap a picture. Instead your free hand reached out and just so happen to lightly dust the rest of his uniform off his top. Fabric bunching around his waist and leaving the captain shirtless in front of you, “Don’t you wanna stick it to those imperial pigs with their own game?”

Showing up the empire was one thing. But it hailed in comparison to the here and now. Your touch ghosting over his collar bones. Fingers dipping down to the apex of his chest. Beni’s breathing hitching in his lungs the second you pressed your palm flush against his chest and nudged him back a little on the deck. If his subtle tint of his ears weren’t tattling on him before. The growing bulge in his uniform certainly was doing the trick.

“...nothing scandalous.” He mumbled with a failing grip on his sanity the more and more you touched down his chest. Easing more and more into this idea of you capturing a photo if this is what you intended to do with him.

“Scandalous?” You echoed with fake offense to his words, “I would never. Not of my captain...”

He felt the moan slip past his lips before actually hearing it. Your body leaning into his. Lips pressed to the top of his collar bone. Warmth of them in stark contrast to the cold air. His moan was one thing but purely stifled the moment your hand ghosted over the bulge in his pants.

Cock twitching against the heavy fire proof fabric. It didn’t take a genius to realize how turned on he was. Beni’s cheeks now sharing in the same infamous blush of his ears. He was enjoying himself. And you couldn’t entirely pass up the opportunity to tease him about it.

“Waka...” You muttered with the softest whisper in his ear. Hand grinding and rubbing against the twitching bulge in his trousers, “This won’t do. Even this is a little extreme for the Company Calendar.”

He fought back your snide comment only to fail with lewd moans the more you gripped him. Fingers curling around his length. Stroking him through his pants. Beni now nearly folding into you with desperation the longer you toyed with him.

“As your photographer this just can’t do.” You kissed the conjunction right under his sensitive ear. Drawing out a pitiful mewl from the man, “It looks like I’ll have to fix this myself.”

Undoing his uniform further. Pushing aside the pleats of his kimono. Revealing the swollen purple tip of his cock hardly abused with the attention you were giving him over the clothes. Now when your fingers wrapped around his length it cascaded into a symphony of moans from the man. Beni propping himself up on you as he panted and lost his composure. Your fist tightening around his aching cock as you began to stroke him.

“W-What are you doing-” Beni hardly managed with half lidded eyes as he watched you raise the camera with your other hand still stroking him.

“Personal collection is all~” You chirped with a grin as you pulled his foreskin back and watched him buck up and moan at the sensation. His cock twitching and drooling the second you snapped a photo. Giggling you moved the camera from there to point it at his already cute little fucked out expression, “My personal portfolio is all. You don’t mind do you Waka?”

No coherent answer could leave him when you purposely ran your fingers up his cock the second you asked him. Beni folding in half onto you with a shuddering thrust to his hips. Rutting against your attention as your pace picked up. Nowhere frantic in the way you jerked him off. It was apparent how badly this was turning him on with the precum oozing from his tip and the desperate rutting of his hips to match your strokes. Fingers dilligently curled around his cock. You couldn’t help the smile growing on your face as you continued to snap photos here and there of the beautiful expression on his face and even more of his perfectly throbbing cock the closer he came to his high.

“Oh, we can’t have you ruining your uniform can we? Not before I get a good picture that is.” Your fingers busy around his cock. Beni had no idea what was happening except that it felt amazing. One moment you were eye level with him. The next he was just staring at the bulk of the camera as your head was between his legs.

Lips around the bulbous part of his head. Tongue slipping against his drooling slit and periodically under the hood of his overly sensitive tip. All of it too much too fast. Resulting in a gush of cum filling your mouth and Beni’s mewling little moans as his hips bucked and shuddered. Thick ropes of cum painting the inside of your mouth much to your enjoyment as your fingers milked the rest of it out of his length. Making it impossible for you to not snap another picture in the very moment he came in your mouth.

Beni, utterly spent, collapsed backwards on the deck. Bare chest heaving up and down as you sat back up. Licking your lips and wiping them clean. Looking over to see his arm draped over his flush face and the perfect post orgasmic glow that you loved to see on the man. And what would be a definite winner in the Company Calendar.

You made sure his groin was covered. Still rubbing your hand over his half hard cock so the outline of his member was so awfully visible to anyone who looked close enough. And with the stench of his cum in your nose and mouth, you snapped the final picture of an exhausted blushing Benimaru on the porch of Company Seven’s barracks.

When you lowered the camera and saw him peeking up at you through frayed black bangs, all you could do was grin ear to ear with triumph, “I can’t wait until next years calendar. I’ve got even more ideas for us to try that’ll surely win.”

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mypimpademia · 10 months

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— Hair

Benimaru x black! Fem! Reader, Shinra x black! Fem! Reader

Synopsis: Which hairstyles they like on you the most

TW: None

Note: pictures aren’t mine, all are from Pinterest!

— BENIMARU

⇶ Benimaru is a very simple man when it comes to the things that please him

⇶ So while he thinks you’re gorgeous no matter what, he swears you’re the only person in the world when you have Fulani braids, regular box braids, or French curl braids

⇶ Fulani braids are his absolute favorite, and he takes no action in hiding that

⇶ Compliments you a lot already, but when you come home from a day out with Fulani braids, the affection from him seems uncharacteristically endless

⇶ Loves them with wooden beads especially, and if you have his name spelled out that in the beads, he might lose all his composure

⇶ Can’t stop staring at them, and will just walk up to you and position them to where he can see his name in them

⇶ Especially when when he’s a little tipsy off sake, he’ll ask you over and over to show him while you’re sat on his lap and he has a dopey grin while kissing up the side of your face and neck

⇶ For box braids, he just loves how simple yet versatile they are

⇶ Always comes up behind you while you’re doing your hair and just watches you with adoration in his eyes

⇶ When you get done and ask him what he thinks, he always says “beautiful, as always, my love” and gives you a peck on the lips

⇶ While some may argue that French curl braids aren’t exactly simple, Beni just loves how the ends are so beautifully curled, and thinks you look so enamoring and elegant with them

⇶ Loves to fix your curls if they get tangled or one is out of place

⇶ And when you’re cuddling, he always gently pulls on the curls just to watch them bounce back up

⇶ Beni doesn’t care if your hair is long or short, but for styling he likes anything with claw clips, and half up half down. For colors he loves plain black, brown, or ginger

⇶ And for bolder colors, he likes dark blue or red (to match his eyes)

⇶ Beni is honestly a sucker for anything you do, but less really is more to him x

— SHINRA

⇶ Shinra LOVES locs

⇶ Natural or faux, it doesn’t matter to him

⇶ Just thinks locs are so beautiful on you, especially if they’re bright and colorful

⇶ For faux locs, he likes butterfly and distressed the most

⇶ Doesn’t matter if they’re long or short either, he loves it all

⇶ For natural locs, he helps you maintain them, with your guidance of course

⇶ Does your detox and wash for you, but he can’t help past that as much as he’d like to

⇶ He’s tried to watch retwist tutorials, and you’ve let him practice on you, but he just can’t get it

⇶ It makes him a little sad honestly, because he does wanna help but he just can’t do it

⇶ He’ll be able to with a bit more practice, but until then he just adds the clips onto your hair while you retwist

⇶ On top of his love for locs, he loves your natural hair

⇶ And again, especially if it’s dyed

⇶ Short, mid length, long, he doesn’t care!!!

⇶ Shinra loves when you have it out in an afro, but puffs, claw clips, and finger waves are all close rivals

⇶ He’s actually fully capable of helping you on wash days, so you can relax while he gets to work

⇶ He’s also oddly fast when he washes it for you? Much faster than you are or anyone else when they wash your hair, you don’t know how but you don’t question it either

⇶ He can even blow your hair out for you, and when it comes to protecting it before bed, he’s pretty decent at braiding and twisting!

⇶ But don’t bother asking for flat twists or cornrows, he will try his best, but your hair will be left in a tangled mess

⇶ Shinra loves putting on your bonnet for you too

⇶ If it’s been a long wash day, or you started late in the day just to finish late at night, he always runs to get your bonnet for you and gently slips it on your head before kissing your cheek

⇶ Really though, he’s just in love with your hair. And if your hair is as bold as he is, he’ll love it even more

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willsmithsforgottenson · 3 years

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Benimaru - Episode 18

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mrskurono · 2 years

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Hii ! Can I request some sfw Captain Obi X reader 🥺 something lovey dovey like a first date/first kiss. Showing how sweet and caring Obi is. I WANT MY HEART TO FLUTTER lol

a/n: Obi is easily the most natural romantic in the series while simultaneously not having the slightest idea how to woo anyone when he puts his mind to it. And that's why we love him!

type: headcanons (’m sorry my brain isn’t working for fic lengths) tags: it's fluff, just fluff + one cheek kiss character(s): Obi Akitaru (fire force)

This man can woo about anyone with his natural charm but falls flat on his face with it comes to his romantic interest

Thirty year old man and he still gets tongue tied like a school boy around you

It’s one of the most charming parts of him

How his cheeks flush with color, he won’t quit rubbing his undercut and looking elsewhere around the room instead of at you

You’d think Obi was asking you to marry him and not just to come with him down to the local café for lunch

That natural charm isn’t inevitably gone though just because he’s nervous around you

Like the universe wants you two together, lunch turns into a quiet little table tucked in the corner of the outside seating arrangement on a warm sunny day

Obi sweating under his collar not because of the heat while he tries to make small talk and the way he rambles only makes you chuckle how hard he’s trying

Give the man a break pls

“You know I came to lunch because I like you right?”

Probably around the time Obi stops functioning

It’s a sight to see a six foot plus man have to pick his jaw off the ground (figuratively) but letting him off the hook for being the perfect date at least allows him to act more like himself

That is why he’s so likable right?

Obi relaxes but the cute fidget of touching his undercut every once in a while stays as you two eat and enjoy

Lunch turns into more than just that

“Hinawa can take care of things, it is just the end of day drills.”

You could probably convince Obi to commit arson with that smile but skipping the end of work will do for today

Window shopping, drinks at another popular hub and even nudging his side when Obi tries his hand (and fails) at the claw machine

Before you know it the sun is setting and the two of you are walking back together

Empty handed to which Obi apologizes profusely about how bad he is at videogames and that next time he’ll win you two of everything

“Next time?”

Obi freezes with the implications of his words. Trying to find a way to save his skin if this all just fell through because he jumped the gun too fast on a first date

“I think next time, let me win you something. How’s that sound?”

It’s then that handsome blush of his blooms on his cheeks and Obi can’t form a coherent thought to tell you yes

Instead, kiss him on the cheek and squeeze his forearm. It’s enough to bring him back to reality just for a moment

“Next time, I’ll sweep you off your feet. Don’t worry.”

“Better catch me then. Because I think I’m already falling for you captain.”

#fire force #fire force x reader #en en no shobotai #en en no shōbōtai #enn enn no shouboutai #enen no shouboutai #obi akitaru x reader #obi akitaru #fire force obi #obi x reader

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bussyvussy · 2 years

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The sensitive soldier (Obi Akitaru x Reader)

||fem!reader||warning: ptsd, mention of death, cruelty||

part 1: The reaper cries

02. Tears of a soldier

Her head was spinning in confusion, as she stood there thinking. She was taken aback by soldiers that were kind and caring. Her head was filled with memories of everything she blamed for her short lived career as a soldier in the special fire force. The words of Leonard Burns ringing in her head, blocking out everything else. The man’s low voice telling her to kill, that an infernal is no longer who they were just moments prior and it’s ok to kill them now, so just do it… Her feelings coming back until she snaps and jumps into action just to never be able to do it again. But really, she was jut standing there, breathing heavy and holding the bottom of her hoodie so tight her knuckles went white and the soldiers around her started to worry.

“(L/n)-san?” Obi was calling out for her after a minute or two, noticing that something might not be alright with her. She was standing still since he asked her to reconsider joining him as a soldier. Calling out her name over and over again but his voice didn’t seem to reach her. He decided to pick her up and bring her to the matchbox where they secluded her to try and figure out what was going on.

With Hinawa’s lead Shinra and Arthur helped out to fix the town’s casulties while Iris and Maki sat with her in the matchbox. She somewhat came to her senses but was crying uncontrollably in Maki’s arms. Obi decided to find the old man and ask what was going on and if there was any way they could fix the situation. He asked around to find him quick and politely knock into the traditional building he was supposedly in. The old man was there alright, grunting at the knocking and probably thinking it was the girl coming back home as a coward after sending the soldiers away. He stood up to slide the door open and swing at her but it was Obi at the door and the impact barely reached his shoulders.

“Sorry for bothering you but… Could you by any chance tell me what happened to her?” Obi told him that she froze and then broke down crying. The old man sighed and told Obi to get inside to sit down.

“She was my very last disciple as a fire soldier. The kid was a prodigy with a very useful fire power. She was outstanding amongst the third generations… But she couldn’t face the cruelty she had to live by. She came back to me broken down and completely weak and useless after serving for three years under Burns.” The old man told Obi as much as he could, but he failed to understand what really happened to her four years ago, when she left the Fire Force.

Maki and Iris did a good job at comforting her in the matchbox, her breathing has stabilised and she stopped crying too. "I'm so sorry about all this... You shouldn't have to deal with me when you could be needed somewhere else..." She wiped her face and stood up, jumping down from the height of the matchbox down to the ground in front of it. "Thank you for everything anyways..." She bowed and left, without hearing out Maki's pleading to at least tell them what was wrong.

Her head was empty and heard no sound all of the sudden, autopiloting her body back to the house she hid in with her master that she failed to confide in. Her silence turned into the sound of a constant whistle while she walked, that greatly irritated her, causing a migrane to creep in. She never really understood these feelings. They came around when she saw an infernal, hell even at just the mention of the fire possessed monsters she could zone out and cut herself out of existence for a few minutes, waiting for the situation to go away. The old man was the only push she had in her life, the people of the town knew she was a soldier at some point but assumed she resigned due to an injury or something ordinary. Noone ever asked what was going on. Some days when an infernal would spawn in their town the old man would forcibly throw her out of the house. "Make yourself useful and deal with that one, Brat!" He would tell her and she would deal with the infernal from instinct, and barely remember the event afterwards.

The whistle in her head got louder and louder until it stopped suddenly and got replaced by the voice of the captain calling out for her as she slid the door to the house open. He was standing in the door, towering over her small figure and gently cupping her shoulders from both sides to bring her back into the present. "I'm sorry, but I can't join you as a fire soldier... Please leave now. Thank you for coming to help us out." She bowed a little and held the door open for him to leave. Obi took the hint and left the house, respectfully, bowing and saying goodbye.

Company 8 packed up and left the village as the people waved them goodbye. Shinra was disappointed that the girl didn’t join them, saying that he sensed a hero in her in some ways. Maki turned to their captain who was deep in thinking about the supposed events the old master told him. “Will we really just let her stay in that state?” She was anxious about her emotional outburst and she somehow knew that there had to be a story behind it. The matchbox pulled up in front of the company’s cathedral and they left the vehicle. Obi turned to face his soldiers with a determined face and stated the obvious.

“We’re gonna save her!” Their captain declared and the whole company’s mood lifted up as they went back into starting their dinner that went cold in the meantime.

She was silent for a few hours after the fire soldiers have left. Her master sat in the other room, waiting for anything to happen, but this time she didn’t even bother to cry as she usually would. The sliding door opened slowly and she came out to join her master at the small Japanese table he was sitting at. Her face got it’s color back in the last few hours and she looked into her master’s eyes for the first time since she resigned.

“Will you tell me what happened four years ago?” She nodded and started her story at the very beginning. The old master sat there, listening to the story of the young 18 year old soldier he let go, who turned into a first class soldier by 20 and who’s soul was murdered by the betrayal and death of others by 21. When she finished the story she looked down but saw her master move and stand up in front of her. He moved slowly closer and she was ready for the hit, squinting her eyes close and waiting for the pain to come. But it never came, instead he patted her hair and pulled her head forward into his shoulder.

“I’m awfully sorry for ruining your life like that, (f/n)… If it wasn’t for me…” She cut his apology in half and hugged him a little.

“If it wasn’t for you, I would have become an infernal long time ago… I’m sure I wouldn’t be alive by now…”

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intotherumiverse · 2 years

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[𝟒:𝟎𝟎 𝐀𝐌] — Arthur B.

ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: This is for one of my comfort characters Arthur Boyle and the latest chapter on ens <3 ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: mordern au! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ: Gender Neutral ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: Fluff, Slight Angst

Why was life so difficult. Why was it so hard to tell you that he was and love with you and had been for the last couple of years? Time and time again, the words wouldn’t come out, staying lodged in his throat as the cusp of being spoken. You were so much better than him. You could do so much better than him. Then why? Why?

Why do his eyes trace along with your figure as you walk by? Why do his eyes linger on your lips as you’re talking? Why does he always blush whenever you’re around, never speaking what’s on his mind?

What kind of a knight is he? Not even able to confess to his beloved as he wanted. It was pathetic, really. Not being able to be the man he’s always wanted to be.

You looked so happy, he would never wanted to ruin that. But it was eating him up inside, how much he wanted to tell you. So much that he pleaded with the gods to give him one more chance, one last shot at love.

“Lord,” He whispers into the dead of night. Whatever deity up there that would hear him is the one he needed. “Give me one... one more chance.”

I wonder if this is the last time? He thinks, turning onto his side and closing his eyes.

Then turning around back up, he pulls out his phone and begins texting.

Hey, you up? I have to tell you something.

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octania · 3 years

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DICKCANONS (NSFW)

Dickcanons for Benimaru Shinmon and Obi Akitaru + few extensions.

Benimaru Shinmon

That silent and reserved captain is holding a 8.1 ‘‘ delight in his pants, waiting eagerly to be released and used to spread your velvety walls.

He is cut, his tender skin showing two prominent veins curving around his shaft. His girth is a bit over 7′‘, gives a nice stretch to your heated whole. Benimaru is a bit more thicker around his base, and he uses that to his advantage when he buries himself into you.

His dark red, swollen tip is highly sensitive, and you can hear his grunts getting louder when that part is getting more attention. To stimulate that sweet spot he prefers:

You licking that thick lollipop with the tip of your tongue. When your soft muscle is brushing over his pulsating tip, his hands often end up in your hair, forcing you to take it in your mouth, and you better suck it delicately, because when you put too much pressure on his throbbing head he will shove his dick down your throat.

Beni enjoys teasing himself along your slit. His sensitive tip sending electric impulses along his spine when the he rubs his cock around your entrance, as the friction is just right before you get all moist. If you move too much while he does this and make his head too moist from the juices spilling from your heated whole, he will pin you down to the bed and force his cock into you with no warning, pushing all the way to his base.

Titty fucking you is a treat he rarely misses. He loves to see you squeezing your soft flesh around his girth and how his tip comes out between them and right in your mouth for a nice suck. This stimulation often takes time because he enjoys getting overly stimulated, getting his dick painfully stiff from that teasing, and once he is overwhelmed, he takes it out on your insides.

Benimaru mostly enjoys the doggy style position, as he can achieve the deepest penetration in this way, also being able to poke at your G spot, making you a moaning mess while he holds your hips steady and thrusts so hard you end up falling on the mattress, but that does not stop him, as his full weight comes down on you. His firm chest glued on your shoulder blades, keeping you down as he grabs your ass cheeks, his thick fingers sinking in your flesh, spreading them to reach as deep as humanly possible inside of you.

Benimaru despises condoms. The rubber kills the feeling and feels unnatural to him. Bare in mind that he is not a one night stand guy, so when you are having the honor of getting intimate with him, in his head you two are soulmates, and what he does to you, he only will do to you for the rest of his life, so he prefers to feel the skin on skin contact, and your insides are his, and he will conquer them with no obstacles.

Benimaru prefers to cum inside of you, watching your toes curls and your watery eyes glued on his mismatched ones, as he gives a few merciless hits to warn you that he is going to fill you up. He is a perverse one, believe that, as he likes to lean next to your ear just seconds before he is done, brushing his hand along your cheek, whispering “It will be ok..take it in...take it all in for me..” - before his sperm starts to squirt in your womb.

Obi Akitaru

His dick matches the rest of his body, as Obi is a proud owner of the 9 inch monster.

Better believe his girth is almost overwhelming to take in, your walls are put to a test with 8′ heavy meat spreading you until you scream so loud the neighborhood even knows what is going on in your bedroom.

His fat cock slightly curves upwards, with pulsating vein adorning the underside. The plump purplish head always smeared with a few drops of precum, as it starts dripping as fast as he gets hard on you. He likes it clean, so you better get on your knees and lick it off or spread your legs and watch him brush it off inside of you.

Obi is uncut, and when his stiffness kicks in and his tip blooms outside that smooth skin, he prefers to be jerked off. The view on you in a submission on your knees or on your belly in front of him, wrapping your fragile little hands around this giant cock and squeeze it as tightly as you can while spitting on it and licking the sides, makes him paint your face with white sticky strings of cum in no time.

Obi is sensitive all over, but the thing that gets him the most is the tightness around his girth, so:

You can see his jaw clenching and muscles tensing when you are close to your orgasm, your inner walls responding by sucking his throbbing meaty cock in mercilessly, refusing to let go. He needs to concentrate very hard in that moment not to explode and give you his load too early, but the sound of your name murmured between his squeezed lips and tightened jaw gives you a pretty good idea of his enjoyment, plus his hits became slower and shallow, rubbing your clit with his thumb so you can get your release but he can keep the sweet chase of his a bit more. That means, you will have to cum for him a few times during sex so he can enjoy your small pussy getting even tighter.

Obi adores when you suck in hard, creating the unbearable pressure around his plump head, while your hand is busy around his shaft, just a inch above his base so you can jerk it properly. He can’t help it,he intertwines his fingers with your hair, brushing it, praising you while you have your mouth full (literally). “Good girl, you love that cock don’t you..yeah..my precious girl..suck it more..don’t stop..” or “Relax your throat, I will go all in, ok? Fuck y-yeah...a bit more...good, nicely done gorgeous..daddy will fuck it now, ok? Ok..here we go baby..” He rocks his hips while tears pool in the corners of your eyes, slowly breathing through your nose and swallowing that cock the best you can.

As you already figured out, Obi is a deep throat kind of guy. That tight space is just full of potential for his needs, so he like to train you to be perfectly still and durable while he gets off by fucking you in the mouth. But, if you are a good girl, you will get your reward after, as Obi is a giver too, and he likes to eat you up. Furthermore, one of his favorite candy is...your icing sliding down your sex. He licks it like it is ice cream, moaning silently, making you flustered and embarrassed to see and hear him enjoying it so openly.

Obi’s favorite position is to stand up, grab you by the ass, pick you up and land you on his stone hard cock. In this way he can control everything, the speed, the amount of his dick getting inside, the rhythm...every single decision is his, and seeing you helplessly moaning in his hands while he fucks you how he wants and how long he wants makes his blood boil. His favorite moment is when you cum a few times, being overly stimulated and your head falls on his strong shoulder, and you whisper that you can’t take no more, but he keeps going, kissing your cheek and saying - “Yes you can beautiful..you can for daddy..” he kisses you once more, slamming all of his length in you to get every scream left in you out, before he pulls out and cums on your pussy, one of his favorite places.

Obi has a few favorite spots to release his cum on. Your pussy is one, but making a cream pie out of it, is even better. Something in him goes wild when his pearly drops fall from your abused hole, smearing on your thighs. Also your tits, he always aims on your nipples, coating them both, so he can order you to collect it later with your thin wingers, bring it to your rosy lips and suck it off.

#benimaru shinmon #fire force #enen no shouboutai #obi akitaru #en en no shobotai #benimaru shinmon x reader #obi akitaru x reader

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sachirou-senpai · 3 years

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v , w , z , for Konro if you have a chance?

→ W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice.)

hmmmm... probably has a protection kink. is that even a thing? he never wants to see you hurt, but he always thinks about saving you and taking out the bad guys if they ever came your way. an emotional kink.

→ V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make.)

probably not very noisy, but that's only out of fear of waking up the other station members. i think he'd give a lot of verbal praise, breathe kinda heavy and stuff but not a whole lot of moans. not saying there's not any at all... definitely some. ;)

→ Z = ZZZ (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards.)

since he's sick, sex often takes a lot out of him. but he absolutely loves watching you fall asleep before him, he just thinks you look so beautiful. he'll stay awake as long as he can, holding you in his arms.

#fire force x reader #fire force smut #enen no shouboutai #enen no shouboutai x reader #konro sagamiya #sagamiya konro #konro smut #konro x reader #konro sagamiya x reader #ens x reader #ellie gets spicy #god i love him so much wtf #HHTNDBRHRH

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tamcitrus · 3 years

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vacation night

pairing: Benimaru Shinmon x f!reader

genre: nsfw (i really tried giving it a background, i really did)

warnings: spit play, spanking, slight dom/sub, breath play?, little degradation

words: 2.7 k

summary: working as a fire force officer you inevitably met and worked with the Seventh Company’s Captain and you grew a soft spot for him, so you went to visit him on your “vacations”

tam’s notes: it’s finally here, my first Fire Force fic. I knew as soon as I saw this man that I had to write for him. I hope my fellow Benimaru lovers enjoy reading this as much as I did while writing it.

tags: @writeiolite , @shinsotired , @loneveenas , @vventure

"Ugh, you here again?" Benimaru walked past you and his friend, with the twins behind him. "I'm not interested in what you have to say, so please leave."

He was already in the next room when he finished talking.

"I'm sorry, he's… stubborn," Konro explained.

"Oh, don't worry, Konro-san. I can assure you I'm even more stubborn," you laughed. "Do you know a nice place where I can stay the night? I won't bother him now, I don't want to ruin your dinner."

"We have extra rooms, you can stay here if you like."

"Thanks. I'll take a look around the city and I'll be back," you smiled at the gentle man that made you company until now.

You walked around the city, bought some candies and went to sit by the river under the moonlight. A few minutes later you heard steps behind you and a big arm brushed yours when a person sat by your side.

"Why are you still here? Didn't I make myself clear?" Benimaru couldn't understand what it was about you that made him nervous.

"I'm not here for official business," you explained.

You were sitting on a bench facing the river and the man by your side had his back facing the river. You couldn't quite see the other's face but it wasn't necessary.

"I might apply for a new company," you whispered.

"We don't take people outside Asakusa," he anticipated.

"You don't."

"I'm not in charge."

"I'll ask Konro-san then."

"Tsk," he clicked his tongue and sighed. "Why―?"

"I like Asakusa. I'd like to be away from the Holy Sol Temple for a while…"

"Take some vacations," he said as if it was the most obvious thing ever.

You burst out in laughter. You couldn't believe a man this powerful could be so dense sometimes.

"I'm not making myself clear, I see. I'm here for you.”

He sighed. He had his suspicions and he was right.

“I don’t have time for this,” he answered.

You stayed silent. You had your suspicions too. Benimaru Shinmon didn’t look like a man interested in a relationship or any kind of romance. He had his job and his kingdom. And he was satisfied with it.

“Try not to wake up anyone when you come back to the headquarters,” he said as he walked away.

You smiled at him and observed his shadow disappear in the night. It was ok, you weren't hurt. It was just a simple crush on him, not like he was the love of your life or something. He could be but whatever.

You waited a few long minutes to stand up and walk back to the Seventh Company headquarter. Konro left a note with the room he had prepared for you and a little map to not get lost or get into someone else’s room, all of them marked with an X. You walked there and stared at the ceiling for another long period of time. You weren’t getting any sleep that night, you just knew, so you decided to leave. But you couldn’t leave without any notice so you wrote a note for Benimaru and walked to his door ―which Konro kindly pointed in the map with a different mark― to leave it there.

Once there, the curiosity bit you. You couldn’t hear anything, not even the slightest sign of his breathing, so you slowly opened the door to get inside and deliver your note.

It all happened so fast. You barely saw a flash of fire and then a hand in your throat had you pinned against the wall, without making a sound.

“Easy there, destruction king,” you said. He had your throat in one hand and your hand with the note in the other. “It's just me.”

“I could’ve killed you. What the fuck―?”

“Just wanted to leave a note before going my way,” you interrupted, as calm as you could with him all over you. “I didn’t think you would be so territorial.”

“Do you know how many people have tried something against me? Sneaking here and shit?”

“Pretty sure after a few tries they learned their lesson,” you joked.

“Are you leaving?” he asked without letting go even a little bit.

“I had a nice stay here today but I have to go,” you shrugged.

“What are you even wearing? In the middle of the night are you gonna walk out like this? Without a uniform?”

“A dress. Civilian clothes, Beni, I'm on vacation, remember? You should try it sometime,” you said, the pressure on your neck a bit lighter. “You’d look good without―”

Without your uniform, that's what you wanted to say. His mouth was over yours before you could mock him one more time. You made him come closer to you with your leg around his waist. He let go your arm and neck to grab your legs, you held to his shoulders to jump and cling to him. His torso had you against the wall as his hands explored your thighs.

You didn’t waste a second thinking about how he rejected you a few hours ago. You couldn't focus on anything else but his hands and his tongue, that wet muscle that was now tracing the veins from your neck to your shoulder. You moaned as his big hands grabbed your ass as hard as he could. He walked to his bed and let you fall there, as if you weighed nothing. You gasped when you felt your body hit his mattress. He was taking off his clothes without getting his eyes off of you for a second. It was almost like a lion stalking his prey before jumping to its neck to end the job.

“You’re big under all those oversized clothes,” you commented.

“You talk a lot,” he said.

“Want me to use my mouth for something else besides talking?” you smiled, you put up the most innocent smile that you could in that situation.

He sighed and rolled your dress up to your waist to position himself between your legs. You rolled your eyes at him even when he couldn’t see you. He bit your inner thigh and you closed your legs on pure instinct. You tried to, at least, but Benimaru’s hands held your legs at a safe distance from his head as he kept going up your skin and finally got to the point. He kissed your clothed clit and his mouth went up to your pelvis and belly until he met your dress again. He clicked his tongue and stood up to take your dress in his hands and ripped it apart, like it was a buttoned shirt.

You opened your mouth to complain but all you left out was a moan when you felt Benimaru’s mouth over your nipple. You tangled your hands in his hair and you were surprised by how soft it was. You threw your arm down between your bodies and took his erection on your hand to jack him off. He was… huge. Just like everything else on him, he was big and intimidating. His broad shoulders and chest, his big hands that could easily cover your whole face in one touch, he was just so powerful and big.

“What’s wrong?” he said and stopped to look at you. His different eyes looked at you through long locks of hair and even in the dark you could see a little blush on his face.

“Nothing,” you cleared your throat and moved your hand again before spacing out in your thoughts again.

Why get lost in a thought if you had the original one all over your body and kissing you in that same moment? You pulled his hair to hear him make some noise one more time, just in case you were dreaming. He growled when you moved your hips up and grinded your wet underwear against his bare dick.

“Just fuck me already, Beni,” you whispered on his ear as you tried to get rid of your underwear.

He helped you to get it off and then step back to admire your naked form on his bed. He also set your panty on fire, as if that little piece of fabric just did the most unforgivable thing to him. You giggled as you bent your knees and spread your legs open for him. He stood right in front of you again and took two of his fingers to his mouth and then to your pussy. You wiggled your hips at his touch so he rested one knee between your legs and put his other hand around your neck to try to keep you still.

You held to his bicep with both hands ―yes you needed both to get a hold around his arm― and moaned. You moved your hips desperately, silently begging for more. Without letting go of your throat he took his dick and teased your entrance, going up and down with his tip full of precum.

He could tease you like this the whole night just to watch you squirm and whine under his hands. But the reality was he wanted to fuck you just as much as you did. So he finally gave you -and himself- what you wanted. You arched your back at the feeling of him stretching you. Even with all the teasing and preparation you still needed a minute to adjust to his huge erection. He could be a bit rough with you but he still waited for you to signal him to keep going and when you squeezed his arm he took it as his signal.

He started thrusting slow, taking his time to see his dick disappearing between your folds. Once he had enough of that hypnotic view, he pushed himself balls deep into you, like his life depended on it. The pleasure clouded your mind, you had no space for something that wasn’t him right now, nor mentally or physically.

“Oh god fuck,” you whispered when he threw one of your legs over his shoulder and started thrusting in a new position.

You couldn’t hear anything besides his heavy breathing, your moans and the constant skin-against-skin sounds. He pulled out and bent down to kiss you again.

“Turn around,” he ordered and you obeyed without a thought.

He slapped your ass and you screamed as you shut your eyes. You couldn’t hear him or see what he was doing so the expectation only added to your arousal. Then you felt his palm again on your skin and your pussy clenched around nothing.

“Again, p-please,” you said.

He chuckled and obliged. Your ass had three red marks with his hand shape and he felt proud of it. He used his fingers on you again as he kissed your spine up until he finally reached your head and whispered in your ear.

“Do you like it when I’m rough with you?” he asked. His deep voice made you feel like you were dreaming.

You nodded with desperate energy. You just wanted his dick inside you again, stretching you so good it almost hurted. And as he could read your mind, he kneeled behind you and used his hands to elevate your hips and thrust again into you. Seeing your ass hit against his pelvis was a glorious sight, he could feel himself on the edge of an orgasm just with it. But he couldn't do that to you. He took a fistful of your hair and pulled back so you couldn't muffle your moans with his cover anymore.

Beni fuck, holy sun and derivatives were the only things you could say between your moans and screams of pleasure. He slapped your ass again with all his strength when his thrusts became sloppy. Sweat dripped from his face to your back and tears of pleasure threatened to fall from your eyes if he kept that monstrous rhythm while ramming into you.

"This is what you wanted, right? Why don't you cum so I can see how bad you wanted this?" he said and slapped you again.

You moaned his name and your arms gave up to your weight and the strength of Benimaru's thrusts. He used a hand to touch your clit and rub it. That was your limit. Your climax hit you and you couldn't even keep your hips up, you collapsed on the bed as the man behind you observed as you struggled to catch your breath. He pumped his dick a few times before he started grinding against your ass and sucking bruises on your neck and shoulder, holding his weight with his hands on both sides of your head.

You felt cornered, trapped under his body and his dick still grinding between your ass cheeks, but you wanted more. So you asked for it.

"Such a good subordinate," he said as he made you roll on your back again.

He took your legs and threw them over his shoulders as he aligned his cock with your pussy to thrust again. He spit over his dick and your clit before starting to move, massaging over your sensitive organ to make you clench on him as he moved forward.

"Fuck," he hissed. He was balls deep inside you again but he didn't move this time.

You whined at the feeling of his cock stretching you again. It almost hurted, to feel him fill you like that and not move an inch.

He was biting his lower lip. You tried to move and he held your hips to make you stop.

"What's the rush?" he whispered and you were on the verge of tears again.

He knew what was the rush. He felt it too, your walls clenching on his dick, your legs trembling on his shoulders with the denial of pleasure.

He sighed. He couldn't keep his façade much longer, his balls ached for release. So he moved again, back and forward, hitting your cervix each time. You screamed and cried, it was too much. First nothing and then too much at once. You had your second and faster orgasm of your life. Benimaru lost it too, finally giving his body release, filling you up with his cum. He stood still again, feeling your pussy frantically clamping on his dick as your climax went down and your legs shaked still over his broad shoulders.

When you could breathe normally again he pulled out of you, cum dripping from your cunt and his dick to the bed.

You observed as he walked outside naked and came back with towels. You sat on the bed as you could, your legs were still shaking. Benimaru helped you to get up and cleaned you before taking off the covers and sheet of his bed.

"You shouldn't walk around naked, what if someone sees you?" you said. What if someone heard us, you thought.

"My room is the only one occupied on this wing, no one's around," he answered. "You can still stay here tonight."

"Here in the seventh or…?"

He didn't answer but he threw you one of his giant shirts before putting on some underwear and walking out again to get clean sheets. You walked out to the bathroom next to his room to wash your face and body. You would have marks in a few hours on a lot of places. You took your bag that was forgotten in the hallway and rushed inside his room again, you were still ashamed that someone saw you.

Benimaru was already sprawled on his bed, semi-naked and with one arm stretched to his side. You took that as an invitation to use it as a pillow as you laid by his side and tiredness finally took over your body.

When you woke up, Beni was gone. You assumed he was already working. You got dressed and you were ready to leave (again). When you walked outside, hoping no one was around, you were met by a soft oh that scared you.

"Konro-san, good morning!" you nervously smiled.

"Good morning. Did you enjoy your stay?"

You couldn't tell if he was joking or not, but you decided it was the latter. He didn't look the type to laugh at a nervous woman.

"I did, thank you. Your map was really helpful," you tried to joke now. "I have to go now, sadly. My vacations will be over soon."

"Come to see us whenever you like, I'm sure Waka will be pleased," he smiled.

"Thanks, again. See you next time," you said and walked away after slightly bowing to him.

#fire force #en en no shōbōtai #fire force smut #benimaru shinmon #fire force benimaru #benimaru x reader #shinmon benimaru #fire force x reader #fire force scenarios #benimaru shinmon x reader #enen no shouboutai #fire force konro #konro sagamiya

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eiacez · 3 years

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THIS SCENE ‼😩

I've watched ep24 and now I can't get this out of my mind 😸 this will live in my head rent free for eternity

#vulcan joseph #vulcan #fire force #enen no shouboutai #company 8 #anime #fire force anime #vulcan fire force #en en no shōbōtai #enen no shouboutai vulcan #vulcan joseph x reader #fire force x reader #fire force manga #hot damn #this man

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yuichi-ro · 2 years

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minors - blank/ageless - blogs - DNI

cw: fem!Reader, reader is slightly shorter than Kurono, sfw wc: 1.9k

─Happy birthday to the 2d soulmate and my irl soulmate’s twin ♡

Looking down his nose, his eye's narrowed in their average serpentine manner like they always did.

"And it's paid for?"

Though you sighed it didn’t stop you from smiling even if his first response was to be difficult as always. So with robust gusto you puffed your chest out with triumph because this plan was air tight even by his standards, "Yep, courtesy of my paid sick time even. You get paid today and I have it all planned."

Kurono didn’t let up on his judgmental squint. After all he had just literally opened his bedroom door to see you standing outside it ready to burst for lord knew what exact reason. And he hadn’t even made it over the threshold of his own room before you sprung this on him, “....so, why, exactly?”

“Because it’s your birthday!” You explained far too chipper for this early in the morning.

He leaned to the side to look past you into the empty apartment. Causing you to frown a little and Kurono noticed you dip in morale at his odder than normal stare, “It is, yes. But again, why?”

Glancing over your shoulder towards the apartment’s empty kitchen you then looked back at him with a returning confused scowl, “Because it’s your birthday and I want it to be special. Have you literally ever done anything for your birthday?”

His mostly hair covered brows knitted together in what was only a brief dive in his memories just for Kurono to turn up with another complacent shrug, “No. I work.”

“Ok but-” You were grabbing at anything to get him riled up like you were, “How about before Haijima. It’s not like you hatched from an egg in the middle of the street or something.”

Kurono’s face remained unmoving without an ounce of denying or affirming your statement.

“Never mind never mind-” You waved your hands briskly in front of you to discontinue that thought entirely. Once more proudly puffing out your chest and clearing your throat, “Yuichiro Kurono, I have prepared a packed day to celebrate your birthday.” Extending your hand out you offered it to him with a smile, “Will you allow me to celebrate your birthday with you?”

Warmth of his yellow and orange irises turning into tiny little slits once more as he squinted at you. Kurono was unbudging even after you offered your hand, “...is it expensive?”

Quickly you shook your head and jutted your open palm up towards him again with insistence and excitement, “I paid for it all.”

“But...why exactly?”

“I swear to god Yuichiro-” You grabbed his hand and yanked the suited man towards you, “It’s your birthday, let me make it special for you since we live together.”

He looked down at your hand grasping his. He wouldn’t have to make breakfast this morning. Wouldn’t need to pack his lunch for his too short of a lunchbreak. No need to stand on public transport to and from Haijima. Wouldn’t need to clock in for an entire day but he’d get a paycheck for it? While not having to spend a cent all day long? All while getting drug around the unknown by you? Kurono couldn’t fathom a better way to spend his birthday. And certainly never found the words all day either to tell you how this might be his best birthday yet.

Every detail of every second of the day was filled. While also being explained as you went. Ok well more like you explained it all to him in gibberish over breakfast at one of his favorite restaurant. One you both frequented together on the weekends so when you sprung that as the first stop on the birthday tour, he couldn’t help but be a little tickled with it. Even if he sipped his coffee as deadpan as any other day.

Over his favorite meal of overly saturated pancakes with three pads of butter and the addition of his favorite omurice he said he couldn’t finish but used his pancake to wipe up the last bit of ketchup. Kurono listened intently as you told him about the bookstore trip that was a subway ride away that had an extensive kids book collection, followed up the lunch spot you’d both eaten at before and had some of his favorite curry that they always cooked way past squishy every time, to then go to a movie he was surprised you recalled him wanting to see and a stop by the store he always wanted to get his button down shirts from but never did. All to be finished off with a dinner reservation that a bunch of people had talked about in the breakroom but Kurono never thought about actually eating at.

And like you had promised he didn’t have to think, pay or plan for anything.

At the bookstore he found an enormous encyclopedia of nursery rhythms that you snatched up to buy after watching him sit for almost an hour scouring through it. Even insisting the cashier gift wrap it when they asked if it was a present. Kurono was about to deny a birthday to save the cringe of being told happy birthday as an adult but you covered him and said it was for someone special. To which the cashier dropped it and Kurono let out a little held in breath. Only looking over at you to see you wink at him and thank the cashier when you both left.

Lunch was just as good there as he remembered when you went a few months ago. In fact he asked if you’d asked them to cook the curry longer than normal because it was perfect. Still you shrugged nonchalantly and insisted maybe they just knew it was his birthday. Never giving him a straight answer. But also not sure where he was putting it all after the breakfast you’d both had. Didn’t matter though because once again Kurono was content and full without realizing the day wasn’t even over yet.

The clothing store, that you once again bought the thing’s he was looking at. Even paying for them beforehand so he could wear the nicely pressed button down to the movies. Perfection even following to the theater when you got a seat exactly where he liked. No one around you both. Kurono finding himself stealing glances at you every so often throughout the movie. He didn’t know why. But as dinner came onto the agenda he just couldn’t stop looking at you.

Thankfully you never noticed.

Dinner at a place you needed a reservation at felt as fancy as it was. Kurono indulged his palette once more with an amazing meal. In a shirt he didn’t buy but looked unreasonably good on him when it wasn’t wrinkled. And as he sat quietly eating his dinner like he’d mostly been silent throughout the day. He noticed upon the dozen or so glances your way that something seemed off.

It wasn’t until the two of you returned to the apartment did something feel off. Kurono off load his clothing as well as the still neatly wrapped book. Looking back to see you’d gone to the kitchen without a word. After he’d set his things down the man followed you to see you frowning. All he could do was return you look with a somewhat slight frown of his own.

“...did you have fun today?” You asked almost tentatively.

“What?” Kurono scowled over at you, “What kind of question is that?”

“You just-” It was difficult to word and it showed on your face until the words made their way forward, “You were quiet. More than normal. I just- I wanted to make your birthday special.” You broke a little bit of a self deprecating smile and looked over at him, “I realize now you probably didn’t want a day where I drug you around the Tokyo Empire and just asked what you wanted to do.”

Kurono took a step forward. Closing the little bit of a gap there was between the two of you. He did look so good in his new shirt. That you were thankful he got at least.

“You didn’t ask me what I wanted to do for my birthday.” Kurono bluntly said.

Groaning you drug your palms down your face shaking your head with your stupid move of todays plan, “God damn it, it was too much, wasn’t it? I’m so sorry Yuichiro I just- I wanted to make up for something I guess and-”

“And all I wanted to do for my birthday,” Kurono rudely interrupted you. Forcing you to shut up and look over at him surprised, “All I wanted, was to spend it with you.” He shifted a little on his feet looking down at them without much of a trace of emotion on his face or in his words, “We could have done that at work or out like we did or...even just here at home.” Kurono finally looked up at you with the most relaxed you’d seen his face all day as he took a moment to stare at you longer than he had all day long, “...With you is all I really cared about.”

Fighting the twitch of a smile on your lips you did so by offering your hand out to him like you had early this morning before everything happened. And like before Kurono scrutinized your gesture with a glare. But this time he laid his pale hand in your palm and watched as you spread your fingers between his and laced them all together.

Stepping to him you lightly slung your arm around his shoulders. Kurono taking the very brash hint to put his other arm around your waist. The two of you looking at one another as you smiled enough for the both of you.

“There’s no music.” Kurono parted the obvious fact onto you.

“I could sing you happy birthday?” You offered with a shit eating grin plastered on your face paired with a cocked eyebrow.

“Please don’t.”

Leaning into him to rest your cheek against his shoulder the two of you began slow dancing in the middle of the kitchen. The click of his work shoes in the small apartment. Your bare feet keeping out from under his steps as you lead. Both of you lazily following the ingrained steps of a mock waltzs as Kurono rested his cheek against the top of your head. Lost for a moment as the quiet alone time presented itself as the best gift you could have given him.

“Yuichiro-” You mumbled against his shirt as you squeezed his arm and stepped forward with the rotation of the dance.

“Yeah?” Kurono said softly above you.

“Happy birthday.”

He realized for the first time today he couldn’t see you. Kurono looking out at the rest of the kitchen where you both spent so much time together. And after an entire day together he still couldn’t have felt more content to be anywhere else. Unable to see you he let the faintest smile curl at the corner of his cheek. Kurono squeezed your hand and tightened his arm around your waist ever so slightly to hold you that much closer to him.

“Thank you...for my new favorite birthday.”

#happy birthday to my hubby <3333 #fire force #fire force kurono #fire force x reader #fire force x you #enen no shouboutai #en en no shobotai #en en no shōbōtai #enn enn no shouboutai #enn enn no shouboutai x reader #enen no shouboutai x reader #en en no shouboutai x reader #kurono #kurono yuichiro #yuichiro kurono #kurono x reader #kurono yuichiro x reader

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cacti-are-like-flamingos · 3 years

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Hey! This might be an odd request but I was wondering how Beni and Hinawa would react/think of a person who can essentially waterbend? I've totally been watching Fire Force and Avatar and the thought randomly popped in my head lol 😆

Benimaru and Hinawa with a waterbending s/o...

Hinawa Takehisa

tbh he really doesn’t care

like, yeah he’s never heard of someone that can control water but it doesn’t really affect him personally

I mean you’re power is great for dealing with Infernals and for dealing with wounds but that’s it

however, he does find fondness of it during wintertime

during winter, you start making little art sculptures for the Company and in all honesty, the whole process is captivating for him

he loves watching you brainstorm a possible idea for a sculpture and then just watch as you bend some water

a small smile on his lips as he admires the way the water sparkles around your figure, a small string of water droplets making a delicate crown around your head

it just reflects how beautiful you are

another thing

he purposely lets himself get lightly injured just so that you can use your power on him

he finds it incredibly odd how the water is supposed to be cold and yet, your water was warm

it reminded him of the warmth of your hands

jevoiernvo4nr

HAHAHA IDK WHY BUT I JUST THOUGHT OF THIS

if you’re feeling bold enough, you’ll bend some nearby water and just throw it to his face. But that often ends up with you hiding behind Captain Obi as you beg for forgiveness as though your life depended on it

Benimaru Shinmon

mans has never been so pissed off at his own confusion much like the moment he saw you waterbending the water out from his cup and onto his face

like not only did you just assault him with his own fucking beverage but you control water

???

if 2 + 2 = 4, and 4 + 4= 8, then this shit just don’t make sense

**insert confused Nick Young meme

“How the hell are you doing that?” He would say, followed by many other of his usual curses

he’ll teasingly call you a freak of nature but in reality, he’s hella interested

I mean come on

all the world has ever known is fire

shit they even have a sun/fire god

he has never once heard of someone “water bending” like what the fuck is that? is that some new candy? (I was gonna put a dirty joke here but it just didn’t make sense 😞)

but really

he’s incredibly curious about it tho

he won’t ask you directly but he’ll make small remarks about it to make you use it

“can’t you just do that shit with that freaky power of yours? pathetic” or “tch, your water bending whatever is getting weaker, fix that shit” or just some other dumb stuff

Ooo i just thought of something

in the depths of the night, when the hour is unholy and not a single soul is awake, it is then that he finds his peace. It’s often at this time that he is more vulnerable around you, especially when bathing together. You’d be sitting on his lap, your head resting on his shoulder as his arms wrap lightly around your waist. His thumb rubbing small circles on your skin as he watches in pure amazement as you use your powers to shape small drops of water into whatever you want.

he’ll often compliment you on your art rather than tease you about it

sometimes you’ll shape the water into the form of Company members and you’ll make them fight each other or something, which would often lead to you hearing the beautiful music that was his laughter

aw man this is so beautiful to think about

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honeypirate · 3 years

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Flower in the Sun

AU where Beni has a mom (I don’t know if he doesn’t I just know about his adoptive father/master)

Benimaru x Fem!Reader

Not edited don’t hate me for the many mistakes

5.5k words

You tried to focus on the celebration, tried to let go of all the stress you felt right now, but it was difficult considering you JUST moved here less than a year ago, opened your shop in town and lived above it, and now your whole apartment/shop was obliterated. back to basically square one for who knows how long.

You sat by the edge of the celebration, chewing on your lip as you thought about your options. You’d have to move your shop back to the barn on the gardens you have outside of town but you didn’t get as much business that way.. plus you can’t really sleep there. You could move back in with your mother but she lived near company 3 and baked them a cake every sunday, your sisters family lived in the Shinjuku District but they were holy sol nuts and you really didn’t want to have to ask them of all people. So the barn was the only real option right now, no bed but at least it has a roof and a door with a lock. A voice cuts through your thoughts and you pay attention when you realize it belongs to Benimaru

‘If I wrecked your house last night feel free to stay at the guardhouse until it’s fixed. It won't take too long.” you felt a weight lift off your shoulders as you watched those without homes gather around him for details, you pick yourself up and walk over to the group so you could hear what to do.

At the guard house you are directed to a small room at the back since you were just one person and not a family. You didn't mind that it was a small space or that you were farther away from anyone else, you were just grateful you could stay in Asakusa and keep your business running. You are told that you can help yourself to breakfast in the morning and dinner will be served for everyone at night and you were given a few essential toiletries.

When you are certain that everyone else staying there had used the showers, you gave it some extra time so that the hot water will replenish before you made your way silently down the quiet halls of the guard house.

You walk past a door that was open, you glance as you walk by and see Benimaru help bandage Konro, the sight brought a small smile to your lips as you continued your course to the showers.

Their conversation after you passed went something like this

“Waka”

“I saw her”

“She's beautiful. You should..”

“No”

Konro sighs “if you don't, maybe I wilL”

“You’re such a pain in the ass”

Your shower was amazing, they really spared no expense on the quality of shampoo and conditioner. You were so glad to not smell like smoke anymore as you changed into a new set of clothes, they were too big and just a fire force soldier shirt and jumper, but you didn't care. They were clean and comfortable. You folded your dirty clothes into a small stack and carried it back to your room, making a mental note to run to the clothing store in the next few days.

The next morning you are up at dawn, walking through the still quiet hallways towards the kitchen. You get warm in the baggy jumpsuit so you undo it halfway and tie the arms around your waist before you open the doorway. Inside there is a long table with different foods set out and at the end is Benimaru and Konro. You bow to them “thank you for letting me stay” you say, your voice as quiet as the morning. “I’m sorry for destroying your home.” Benimaru says and you rise, a smile on your lips as you make your way farther into the room before kneeling down in front of the table across from Konro.

“You’re Y/N L/N who owns the herb and flower shop” Konro says, recognizing you now that you were up close. You nod and reach out, grabbing some bread “yes I am, although my shop will now be run from the gardens just outside of town until it is rebuilt. My herb garden was on top of my apartment building so some special herbs will be out of stock for a while” you laugh and rip a piece of bread and put it in your mouth. “There is a garden behind the guardhouse that is hardly used, feel free to plant whatever you like” Benimaru says and you blush before bowing your head “thank you very much Captain Shinmon.” He frowns and Konro chuckles under his breath “just call me Benimaru” he says and you nod “of course. Benimaru” you notice the sunrise outside and stand again “thank you again, for breakfast as well” you say with a bow before leaving the room, your unfinished bread in your hand to finish on your way to the gardens. you had to set up your new shop in the barn on the flower farm you made sure to leave as early as you could since that would take a while, good thing you had one employee to help you, your close friend Jo.

One eye like a bullseye and one like an X. you couldn’t look away from him even if you wanted to. Here he was, in your shop, pursuing the already made bouquets you had made that morning and the potted plants Jo had taken care of. You watched him talk to Jo for a second from your spot at the back counter, before resuming his shopping.

You could hear Jo next to you saying your name but it didn’t register that she was talking to you until she walked in front of your vision “huh?” you ask and she glares “huh?! I have been practically shouting at you for the past five minutes. Could you take your eyes off of the Captain for a second please?” your cheeks turn red as you look down sheepishly “sorry Jo” you whisper and she laughs at you then says “he’s actually looking for you, oh flower master” you gasp and look up into her eyes “WHAT?” you practically shout and then crouch down behind the counter when you see his head turn. Your coworker leans over the side and says “and he’s coming this way now. good job dummy” before she leaves “fuuuck” you whisper and panic, how are you going to okay this off? “didn’t know you hated me this much y/n. Is it because I destroyed your home?”

You dip your head back to look up at his face which is now looking over at you as he leans over the counter. His facial expression was uninterested but he had curious eyes. His voice was monotone, like he had way more things to be doing than this mediocre errand. You pop to your feet, your face feeling like 100 degrees. “No!! I mean yes! I mean!Ugh” you sigh and close your eyes, stealing a moment before opening your eyes, a customer service smile and voice when you say “no, I dont hate you. Sorry i'm just a little flustered. How may i help you today?”

“I need some flowers and when you mentioned your garden at breakfast I thought I would come down. I need whatever says “i’m sorry for not coming to dinner for 5 months i still love you mom” you bite back a giggle as you think of his mom, a regular at your shop who would come just to talk “say no more, come with me and we will build you a perfect bouquet” he nods and you grab a flower basket and a knife, leading him out the side door into the garden.

“So these ones are blue hyacinths, they represent peace and truth” he hums before shaking his head “no” he says and you chuckle, leading him down a few rows before stopping again “these are called star of bethlehem, they mean reconciliation” he leans in close “i like these ones” he says and you smile “perfect” you say and reach out cutting a few and adding them to your basket before walking down a few more rows.

You spend half an hour looking around at the flowers and chatting easily. “So why haven't you been to dinner with your sweet mother? She comes in every once in a while and only has nothing but kind things to say about you” you ask while you finish the arrangement of star of bethlehem, yellow roses, white ivy flowers, spider mums, and lily of the valley. You spruced it up with some ivy greenery and the last of the rosemary and chamomile flowers in the shop, the seeds you’re going to plant back at the guard house were already in your bag in the back.

The bouquet you made was beautiful and you felt proud as you tied around a few ribbons “Just busy is all” he says and you hand the bouquet over “well, tell her y/n from the flower shop says hi” he nods “i will. thank you y/n” he says, his fingers brushing yours as he takes the flowers. “Will i see you at dinner?” he asks and you smile “wouldn't miss it” he nods “good Konro will stop asking me now” you chuckle, does that mean Konro likes you? You push the thought aside “have a good rest of your day, Benimaru” you say and he gives you a small smile “you as well” you notice the flush of pink on his neck as he exits the shop.

“Ohhh these are lovely! Are they from y/n’s garden??” Beni nods “she say’s hi by the way” his mom smiles and brings the flowers into the kitchen to grab a vase “that girl is so sweet, she always remembers FooFoo and if i bring her with she gives her treats.” Benimaru feels his heart warm as he crouches down to scratch the tiny head of the senior dog laying on the floor. “She moved her shop to her garden until it’s rebuilt” he says, remembering the way he felt her eyes on him in the store, the way her hair shown in the sunlight as she brought him around her garden, telling him about the means behind every flower he asked about, the way the conversation was easy. He found himself wanting to talk to her again, trying to find any reason to go back to your garden. “Benimaru!” his mom shouts and he looks up to her “sorry ma” he says and she just shakes her head with a smile “shes quite beautiful isnt she?” his mom says as she places the flowers in the vase “yeah” Beni says “she is”

When you get back to the guard house after work it’s already dark and quiet, you had a lot of work to do once you closed and it unfortunately made you miss dinner. You roll your shoulders as you take off your shoes by the back gate, picking them up as you walk into the back garden. You hum softly to yourself as you find a watering can and hose, filling it up halfway and bringing it with you over to the garden boxes filled with dry dirt. You chuckle at the sight “poor unfortunate neglected dirt, not for long tho” you whisper as you wet the soil, sure you could plant more things at your garden around your flowers but if you did both you'd have more supply when they were grown. Plus it was the perfect time to plant. You kneel by the garden box and mix up the soil so it was all wet and combined before planting the seeds. Unaware of the man on the back porch watching you as you went, a smile on his lips.

You snap your fingers and the hanging lanterns above you light, making your face glow as you look up and make eye contact with Benimaru, a smile on your lips when you notice his shocked expression. He recovers quick with a smile you can tell he’s trying to hide “you missed dinner” he states and you chuckle “I’m sorry to make you miss me” you say with a chuckle “Would you like to help me?” your voice was quiet but he heard it like it was right by his ear.

He stands from his spot and walks over to you, his feet making soft sounds when they hit the dirt. He kneels down next to you and you take his hands in yours, making him cup them, the dirt on your hands rubbing off on him. “Take some of these” you dump some seeds into his hands “and plant them in a row, a couple finger widths apart and a knuckle deep” he nods as he follows your orders, you start on another row and hum softly as you go.

“You’re a pyrokinetic” he says and you chuckle “kind of. I mean. I never had any training so I can’t fight or anything with it. Nothing compared to your talents. But technically yes” “You’ve watched me so often you know of my talents?” he asks and you watch as his fingers push seeds into a neat row. You chuckle “yes, im not ashamed to say it. You’re captivating and insanely talented.” His cheeks flush and he clears his throat “is..is this right?” He asks and pulls his dirt covered empty hands away “that’s perfect Beni” he holds his hand out for more seeds and you smile as you pour some more into his palm.

“These are chamomiles, one of my favorites although common” you say “why do you like it?” he asks and you feel your stomach birth a butterfly or two “when i was younger, my grandma owned the flower garden. She would plant beautiful flowers and let me pick whichever ones I wanted. Then at the end of the day she would let me go pick as many chamomile flowers as i wanted so she could make tea. As we drank tea should tell me stories, I love chamomile because it reminds me of quality time and the stories that can be shared over a good cup of tea”

You finish your story as you both finish planting. You wipe your hands off on your pants as you stand up with him “thank you for your help” you say with a smile that he returns “thank you for the story” you nod “anytime Benimaru” he picks up your shoes and hands them to you before he puts the watering can back and disappears inside the guard house.

You snap your fingers as you walk inside, the lanterns going out before you close the door.

You don’t see Benimaru for the next few days, he wasn’t there for breakfast or dinner, you guess he has fire force duties that keeps him busy but you can't help but wonder how he is.

You get home from work late again, a wedding coming up that has been keeping you busy. You shower and then make your way through the guardhouse to the kitchen, it’s quieter than usual, a few families homes are already built and yours should be soon as well. You walk into the kitchen and smile when you see Beni already there “hi” you whisper as you shuffle to the cupboard to grab a mug and some tea “hi y/n” he says when you stand next to him at the stove, the tea kettle already heating up “can’t sleep?” you ask and he nods. You notice the dark circles under his eyes and how bloodshot they look. You hum in response and frown at the response your heart had when you saw him. Like you wished you could take care of him and rub his back while he lays in bed. “Are you just getting back?” he asks and you nod and cover your mouth as you yawn “yeah. Mrs. Kim’s daughter is getting married sunday and I’ve been making all the arrangements. White peonies, lavender, and ivy, it’s gorgeous” he notices the bandages on your fingers and dark circles under your eyes that almost match his. He wants nothing more to hold you while you both fall asleep. He’s so sleep deprived and he can see you are as well, but his thoughts are cut off by the whistle of the pot. “Do you wanna sit?” he asks and you nod with a smile.

You sit and talk at the little table in the kitchen, the only light coming from the one hanging above the table. It felt like you were in your own world as you talked and shared stories, laughing at the many things he told you about growing up and meeting Konro.

You told him more stories about your grandma, about your childhood. You bonded over mutual feelings for religion and politics, over what you want for the future. Before long you’ve finished a cup of chamomile tea and your second cup has gone cold, at some point he grabbed your hands and was now playing with your fingertips as he told you the story of how he became captain, sharing his fears with you in the safe space of the quiet kitchen. “I think I will always believe that Konro could have been better at this than me” he whispers and you lean forward, reaching up to brush his hair from his forehead before cupping his cheek “for what it’s worth, I think you are perfect” you hear his breath catch as his eyes look up into yours “perfect for this company, for this town. I talk to many of the people who live here and I have only ever heard praise and kindness for you. Your people love you. I know you don't like sweets that much but I’ve seen you accept them AND eat them and that says so much about you. People always give you so many gifts because it’s the only way we know how to give back, to you and the company for protecting the people and always being there.” Your hand slips as you go to move it from his cheek but he moves his hand up, covering yours and holding it in place.

“You may not feel worthy of this mantle, Waka” you smirk and give him a sweet look, knowing about his nickname and using it in this context makes his heart race as a small chuckle escapes his throat. “And no matter what i say, you can live with what makes you comfortable. But know that you are ultimately not living the truth.” He ponders your words for a moment and brings his hand down, taking yours with it. “The truth being that you DO deserve this position. You ARE worthy. You ARE the best and most qualified for this” his fingers laced together with yours “and you have the support of your team and basically the whole city...” your cheeks blush and you look down at your hands together against the table “and you have mine as well” you whisper

Benimaru was gone the next few days, Konro as well. Leaving you in the guard house as more and more families left, able to go back to their newly built homes until only a few of you remained.

Your bare feet plop along the wooden floor, echoing in the empty quiet hallway as you make your way to the back. Your long duster cardigan hitting the back of your ankles and making your shorts and tank top seem even more cozier. The sound of birds makes you smile as you take a deep breath of the fresh morning air, walking to the little garden with a watering can in your hand.

“Good morning” he said softly, his voice strained and tired. You smile and your head snaps up to look at him, your smile falling as you take him in.

You set down the watering can and stand, making your way to him in an instant. “Are you okay?” You ask, your hands reach for him but stop a short distance away. His face had a bandage on his cheek and forehead, his left hand wrapped, and a bruise forming around his left eye. “Just a couple scratches is all” he says, taking one of your hands with his right hand and slowly leads you back to the plants. “They’re growing nicely” he says as he looks down at the sprouts, already a little tall and poking out of the dirt in just a week.

He drops your hand to pick up the watering can, raining down the cool liquid over your plants, the dry lightened dirt turning dark brown. “You’re going to work?” He asks and you shrug “I don’t have anything special to do today, and if I’m being honest” you blush and take the can from his hand, walking to put it away so you didn’t have to look at him “I wanted to go in today so I didn’t think about how much I wanted to talk to you”

His breath catches and his wounds don’t even throb anymore, he wasn’t paying attention. All that matters is the soft way your voice reached his ears, saying something he didn’t even realize he was hoping for. You’ve been missing him, just as much as he seemed to miss you. “Will you get some breakfast with me?” He asks, his voice normal, hiding every anxiety and feeling deep in his heart, but as you turned and met his eye you could see the hope he's feeling in them.

“I was thinking” you say after Konro excuses himself from breakfast, leaving you and Beni alone. “Could you.. I mean. Do you know of anyone who could train me with my abilities? If it’s possible I could get stronger then I want to” your hands are in closed fists against your thighs and you me eyes shone with the determination you feel. He chuckles softly, popping a piece of fruit in his mouth and thinking as he chews. “I think I could figure something out. Tomorrow night work for you?” You beam at him, grinning from ear to ear with excitement “that works perfect!” You place your hand on his arm that rests against the table “Thank you Benimaru” you say softly and he nods, trying desperately to suppress the blush he feels is imminent.

The next evening you went out to check your ganden before you were supposed to train, you hoped that he had found someone nice to help you. “Are you ready?” He asks behind you and you smile while you stand from your place by the small growing herbs “as I’ll ever be! Who will you have train me?” You ask and meet his eyes, raising yours brows in question, noticing his face was without his bandages today and his wounds really did look like scratches. “I will” he states and you watch his Adam’s apple bob as he swallows.

You take a couple steps towards him “no!” You exclaim louder than intended and you laugh once awkwardly as his eyebrows raise “I mean. You’re hurt! and my power is so low it’s not worth your time. I’ve seen the boys you train! their power and skill is levels higher than me” he walks over to you, setting his right hand on your shoulder and leaning down to your ear “I want to” he whispers and your cheeks dust pink as a small gasp leaves your throat, oh how he desperately loved that sound. He pulls back with a smirk “and I’ve said” he raises his left hand that still had a small bandage around his palm “it’s just a scratch” he begins to walk away from you, over to the training space and you’re stunned for a few moments. Standing there and watching his back as he walked away, your heartbeat racing and your brain empty save it for the way Benimaru’s breath tickled your ear.

“Well?” He asks when he realizes you’re not following him, turning back and looking at you with daring eyes, snapping you back into reality. Your smile spreads and the sight sends him over the moon, a feeling invading his heart that he’s become enamored with these past few days having you at the guardhouse. You were the sun slowly rising in his life, and he was drawn to your warmth. “Let’s do this” you say as you reach his side, the back of your hand brushing his for only a moment but it sends fireworks up his arm.

“Show me what you can do, outside of lanterns” he says as he stands to the side, his eyes taking in your form as you stand facing him. You hold up your hands and nod once, the tip of each finger igniting in small flames. “I can’t make them bigger but I can do..” you tighten each flame to smaller tips, growing in power and heat until they blazed like the head of welding guns. He nods once “she’s more powerful than she realizes” he thinks as he watches the flames reflecting your eyes.

“That’s good” he says as he approaches you “is this all you know how to do?” He asks as he takes a hold of your wrists gently, turning your hands and looking at your flames. “I couldn’t really practice a lot growing up so this is it unfortunately” he chuckles once, mostly just air from his nose, but it made you smile anyway. “Can you control which fingers or..” before he finishes you start randomly lighting and unlighting fingertips. “Now try to shoot the flames out” he says and you nod, trying to push the flames out but just ending up breaking a sweat and flashing your flames, not going anywhere else.

After fifteen minutes of absolutely nothing happening you sigh and flung your hands up in the air “I can not be this WEAK” you exclaim and shake them as you scowl. He sighs and comes over to you, reaching up and smoothing out your eyebrows gently before holding his hands out to you.

You hesitate, your hands almost being set in his before you pause and he raises his eyebrows “chicken” he whispers and you drop your hands against his “tch” he clicks his tongue and you roll your eyes as he uses his thumbs and first two fingers to rub your wrist gently “it’s your first test. Relax” he says, his fingers moving to the middle of your hand “there are many other things we’ll try, none of which make you weak if you can’t do them” goosebumps running down your spine as he moves down each finger, your breath catching in your throat with how gentle he was being with you and how nice it felt for him to be doing this to your hands, another sound that he found he adored. He brings your hands up and kisses each knuckle softly, effectively short wiring your brain yet again. “Try again” he whispers, letting your hands go and standing back again.

You took a deep shaky breath and closed your eyes for a moment, feeling the warmth of the sun on your skin and the warmth he has ignited in your heart, before opening your eyes and shoving your hands out, each finger popping as flames, strong, bright blue flames, shoot from each finger.

“BENIMARU!” You shout and laugh, dropping the flames and turning to run and throw your arms around his neck “oof” he mumbles as you hit him, his arms wrapping around you to keep you both stable. “I did it! I did it! I did it!” He sighs softly into your hair, “I saw” he whispered “wanna find out what else you can do?” He asks, his lips brushing against the side of your head. You squeeze him closer for a moment before pulling back “does this mean I should call you my Senpai? Or my Captain?” He rolled his eyes but couldn’t stop the blush that rose to his cheeks “No.” he says, but you laugh when he won’t meet your eye.

“You’ve come a long way for just a few hours” he says as you walk back to the garden, the sun beginning to set “you’re a really amazing teacher” you lean in close “Captain” you whisper before making a turn for the hose. He stops in his tracks after you whispered, his heart fluttering in his chest as he forces himself to calm down before turning and walking over to you

You look up to him from where you were crouched, running hose in one hand after you washed your face and the back of your neck. “You look a little flushed” you say as he crouches by you, reaching out for the hose. He just Humphs as you move the water closer to him, a smirk in your lips and mischief in his eyes that he would have known right away had he looked up at you.

Your thumb covers the end just so as he leans down, raising the pressure as it hits his hands spraying his face as well. You chuckle before placing your fingers against your lips, holding in as much of your giggles as you could. He slowly looks up into your eyes, water droplets falling from his hair and nose, he was annoyed for half of a second until he meets your eyes, notices the sweet mischief in your eyes and hears your soft giggles as they leave your lips. “Did you just..” you nod and slowly stand to back away from him, the mischief rising to his eyes as the corners of his mouth twitch up into a smile. He stands and takes one step towards you and you raise your emotu hand, “WAIT” you say and he stops “we.. we can talk about this..” you say with a smile, giggles escaping with every exhale. “I think we’re too far past talking about this” he says before he moves, quick with his hand out towards the hose but you scream and try to run, spraying him behind you as he gets closer. He laughs as he grabs you, his arms wrapping around your middle from behind not caring about the cool hose water that was currently soaking him. He reaches up and takes the hose from your hand and turns you around before smiling and slowly running the water across the back of your head then across both of your shoulders making you gasp and tense in his hold. “I think we’re even now” you say with a shiver and a laugh and he cocks his head “not yet” he says softly, his hands reaching up to tuck your damp hair behind your ears.

You gasp, his cold fingers cooling off your warm cheeks as he cups your face. The hose forgotten about, dropped on the grass by your feet, soaking the earth and making your toes muddy. But nothing else matters besides the way he’s looking at you and the way the sun is turning the sky red behind him.

Your hands grip the sides of his soaked shirt as you lean into him “and how, tell me, can we make it even?” You ask, following his hands with your face as he pulls you closer, his body curving forward as you lean forward on your tip toes, brushing your nose against his making his breath hitch “can I show you?” He whispers and you nod, your eyes fluttering closed as he closes the last inch between your lips.

Kissing him felt like the first breath of fresh air after an infernal has been put to rest. Felt like the first relaxing step into a hot spring. It sends goosebumps from your head to his toes before being followed by electricity making your skin tingle. Fireworks dance across the backs of your eyes as he wraps an arm around your waist, holding you tight against him. You sigh as your heart sways within your chest, comforting and warm as he holds you like his lifeline.

His thumb brushes softly against your cheek when he pulls away. Your hands smooth out his shirt before running your hands up his wet chest, his hands moving down to both rest against your waist. You can’t think of anything to say, just savoring the moment as you look into his eyes.

“Are you guys coming to dinner?” The twins say from the porch, effectively startling the hell out of you. You gasp and clutch your heart as Beni just smiles down at you, his back to them. “Thanks. We’ll be there in a minute” he says and they skip off. “We should get going. We’re gonna get sick” you say and reach up, running a hand through your damp hair. He reaches down and turns off the hose as you gather it, putting it away correctly and he reaches out, hooking his fingers with yours. “Mom will kill me if you get sick” he says softly and you laugh “maybe you could.. help me clean up. Make sure I don’t get sick” he coughs a few times, choking on his spit in shock and you laugh “Beni” you say softly and pause in the doorway, looking up at him. “I’m playing. I really like you. I’d like to take it as slow or fast as we both are comfortable with, okay?” You reach up and ruffle his damp hair, pushing it out of his eyes. His cheeks flush and he leans down, pressing his forehead to yours as your eyes close. “I adore you” he whispers and your heart flutters. “Let’s go get cleaned up” he whispers and squeezes your hand, guiding you along with him to the showers.

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mrskurono · 2 years

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I don’t think I’ve expressed enough how much i lobe tour writing and how good it is but you really kinda got me simping for hinawa, with that first time one ahhh its so good 😩✨✨

And honestly can’t believe i haven’t asked for a victor or joker first time yet but if you want to do one or the other. Victor i just see him a a nervous wreck but so overstimulated and Joker just begging at this point.

a/n: don't compliment me >///< you know I'll do anything you want if you do that!! But honestly, I'm surprised more first times didn't pop up after that lil mini series of first kisses heuheuheu (and besides Shinra, Hinawa was the other first one I had a crush on heh) type: headcanons tags: fem!Reader, virgin!Viktor + virgin!Joker, mentions of the following; oral sex, vaginal penetration, handjobs, guided masturbation, anal play (viktor) past trauma (joker) character(s): Viktor, Joker (fire force)

Viktor Licht

An inquisitive man down to his core

Just like any aspect of science waiting to be discovered, sex and the human body is no different

Not unaccustomed to pleasure, Viktor is avidly aware of how his body works and that includes things below the belt

But what he doesn't know is how it might react with another person. So when you come in? Viktor is like a giddy kid on Christmas ready to try it all

Mutual masturbation, oral, toys, with or without condoms, fetishes and kinks galore, there isn't anything Viktor isn't willing to try once if not three times just for the spirit of knowledge

From the way he spends hours between your legs

Lapping at your clit, testing the waters of how far he can stuff his tongue inside you and even more. He doesn't move until his chest is covered in the slick of your cunt and he knows exactly the tell tale signs of when you're going to climax

Which is all good and fun until it comes to the moment he feels the warmth of something other than his hand around his cock for the first time

You just know that man's cock is as pretty and long as he is tall

It's all or nothing with Viktor

His bodies reaction to your walls fluttering around him, milking him like your slick insides were made for him to dump all his cum into, he won't stop until he's panting 'n sweating above you

Has to save fucking for the last course bc it is all this man will do until he is red in the face and absolutely depleted

So the other fun things have to happen first and let me tell you does he have a book planned of fun things

Nothing on either of you goes untouched

Viktor can't help it though when you play with his ass, that's an endeavor all to itself bc how well he reacts with his prostate is played with for the first time

Drain him with your cunt or your fingers, Viktor doesn't care as along he's empty at the end by you and you only ♡

Joker

Sex is a touchy subject for him

Not by choice but by circumstance

So when the time comes that he truly wants nothing more than to be intimate with you, Joker still defaults to you making the choices

He wants you more than anything but needs to take it slow

We're talking building it from the ground up with his trust

Laying in bed with heated make out sessions turned showing each other where to touch on your bodies

Joker being lavished in praise as you kiss all over his torso and he jerks off for you

Your own fingers working away at your clit as the two of you hush each other's moans with sloppy kisses

Until you're shuddering next to him and he's pumping his hips up to spill his seed all over his stomach

Exploring into letting you play with him. And vice versa

Joker letting his first real orgasm at another's hands be yours. With the way you swipe your thumb over his slit and grip his cock just right. His broad chest swelling with a jagged breath the moments he soils your closed fist. Cum seeping between your fingers and his beautiful neck on display as he tips his head back and moans through the entire orgasm

The moment penetration comes into play, Joker is more than craving you

Sweet thoughts replacing the old scared memories when the two of you finally reach that point

Nothing feels like the sweet release of his soul leaving his body seconds after Joker enjoys the flutter of your cunt around his cock

This is worth dying for, you're worth dying for, he just knows it

Can't help but become a mess but a pretty mess none the less

Brush his hair out of his face, shower him in praise while you move your hips

Engulf his senses until he's clinging to you and rutting up into you sloppily to match your movements

Nothing takes Joker to a better place than when he feels you steal his orgasm from him. No thoughts, just the overwhelming sweetness that comes from his twitching cock being milked dry into your cunt

Every last drop with a vice grip hold on you as Joker gasps and groans in the crook of your neck

Utterly taken back by the fact intimacy can be this good, even for him, leaving Joker to be a bit of an addict to the way you make him feel ♡

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The sensitive soldier (Obi Akitaru x Reader)

||fem!reader||warnings: mentions of death||

part 2: Tears of a soldier

01. The reaper cries

Shinra and Arthur has been rooted into their office chair for too long at this point. Waiting for the phone to ring and someone to cry for a hero to save them, but it didn’t seem to come. Which is good, meaning that nobody turned into an infernal. Their captain Obi and Hinawa were somewhere else, while poor Maki was left there to be responsible for them and whatever they decided to mess up that day.

“We could’ve trained at least or something…” Shinra moaned while he watched his soul leave his body slowly. To his surprise, he got an answer by captain Obi himself, as he entered their office and called them to come and eat dinner.

“Sorry about today boys, we had some things needed to be done, and I really didn’t want Maki to suffer with you two all day by herself…” The captain apologized and the boys sighed in unison which ignited their brotherly scuffle. Company 8 sat down to eat their dinner and talk about what is about to happen in the next few days.

Sister Iris ran to the dinner table just as the others placed food on their plates, panting, she pointed to the direction of the office. “I think I heard the phone ring just now” She declared and Maki ran to the phone as fast as she could.

“Company 8, what can I help…” She was cut off by a frantic caller informing her about their neighbor turning into an infernal. The others were at the door too and as Maki nodded they all sprinted to get ready. Shinra and Arthur came back to life at the promise of some adrenalin, while Obi was gearing up in the car and Hinawa driving as fast as he could.

They arrived to the scene in under 7 minutes from the call but to their surprise, the incident wasn’t as chaotic as it usually is. The people of the town were standing around the small infernal that came to be, while an also small woman was holding a rod like weapon made of fire in her hand. The onlookers were cheering her on, telling her to help the lady who turned so suddenly. She was visibly shaky but she seemed to be acting in a slow pace. The fire soldiers headed there and Arthur was ready to slice the infernal in two, as the sister started the prayer.

“Wait, please!” She leaped forward and Arthur stopped mid attack. “Let me do it… please?” Arthur nodded but got ready to help out if needed, looking at Obi for affirmation, he nodded in approval, as Iris finished the prayer, the girl held the fire stick up as it turned into a scythe and she cut down the small and slow infernal. “Latom” They all knew the small old lady that just turned into ash too well, she was never going to attack anyone, not even in the form of a fire possessed monster.

The fire soldiers were about to compliment the civilian girl who ended a job so nicely but she was quicker to burst into tears as the people of the village around her were still praying for the friendly lady she just had to put down. She even forgot to make her weapon disappear as she cried loudly into the wind that picked up bits of the ash from the infernal’s remains. Scythe in her right hand and wiping her tears with the sleeve of her sweater with her left.

Captain Obi tried to calm her situation a little as he started to praise her job while approaching her with caution. “Hey, hey, you did so good. You saved her from the burning, great job.” Obi tried to comfort her while patting her back that was around the size of his whole hand in those gloves of his. He was somewhat taken aback from the sensitive reaction after such a smooth job, but she wasn’t a soldier after all, her emotions were understandable. She sobbed and wiped her eyes trying to look at the fire soldier behind her. She grabbed the scythe a little tighter and it shattered in her hand.

“Sorry for stealing your job…” She apologized while clearing her vision enough to look at the soldier. Shinra and Arthur came to their side too in the meantime as Hinawa and Iris tried to gather information about what happened and if there's anyone in need of medical help. Maki brought tissues for the girl and Captain Obi removed his mask and helmet.

“It would be irrational to get mad at you for saving lives, you did great.” Obi assured her while she accepted the tissues from Maki. “In fact, have you thought about becoming a fire soldier?”

A low chuckle came from behind them, as an old man slowly came closer to the center of the ordeal. He used a metal rod as a cane and he was fast to swing that bad boy around. His slow approach was just a show, fooling the not knowing onlookers about the danger he represented, but his swing with the metal rod was so fast noone seen it coming. The old man hit Obi’s hand that was on the girl’s back and swung another, hitting her in the head.

“Come clean now Brat, don’t let them walk away with the shame that a worthless coward like you did the job better than a whole company of monkeys...” He was rude and loud and her vision got blurred again as she was scolded and ordered to introduce herself. The old man was about to hit her head again but Obi put an arm up, to cover her from the impact. Hinawa put his finger on the trigger and Maki was in position too, ready to attempt taking away the rod from the man.

The girl was shocked by the gesture of the tall captain next to her, surprised of a fire soldier that seemed to care about others well being. She stared at the man wide eyes as the old man behind her grunted in annoyment. The piled up tears ran down her cheeks and her vision cleared, looking at her hero for the first time since they arrived.

“My name is (f/n) (l/n), ex-fire soldier of the first company, first class.” She stated as an introduction. To her surprise, the others weren’t taken aback by the information. Obi lowered his hand down to touch her head to pet her a little.

“That explains an awful lot, nice to meet you.” Obi smiled and stroked her hair a little. She calmed down finally, as she felt safe with Company 8 surrounding her. The old man grunted in irritation, as he lowered his rod to lean on it again.

“I thought you will never say those words ever again Brat.” He turned around and left the scene. (y/n) peaked behind her, seeing him leave made her calm down even more.

“So... Is it totally out of the picture for you to come back as a fire soldier?” Obi asked her awkwardly and she looked down at her feet, thinking a little.

||This is my very first fanfic here, I hope you like it.||

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