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pridewhatpride · 3 months
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What point is there in saying it all now?
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m-aoy · 1 year
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Hanma & Kisaki timeskip
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strawberryclementine · 8 months
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they'll reconvene when both movies are done
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moonyxpris · 27 days
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Girl revengers loving each other
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justalittlebitartsy · 8 months
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executive hanma might've put boosters on the golf cart, kisaki is not enthused
[art by me, do not repost]
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anemic-kazutora · 3 months
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Pen doodles on random paper that happened to be on my kitchen table ^^
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mimidiann · 5 months
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>.< <3 (.)(.) O: <3<3<3
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kisakis-boyfriend · 8 months
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Spoiling Kisaki
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Pairings: Kisaki x Hanma x Reader
Warnings: Sub/bottom!Kisaki, top/dom!Reader & Hanma, lots of praise and affection, double penetration, tiny bit of angst towards the end (Kisaki being overwhelmed by the realization that he's loved)
Genre/Format: Smut; Oneshot
Author's Note: Angsty feelings in my smut? It's more likely than you think. Also there will be a part 2 soon, featuring just Hanma :)
Please check my blog title to verify whether requests are closed or not! Thank you!
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Getting Kisaki into this position took a bit of coaxing, weeks of coaxing, to be more accurate. All of the hours spent talking over safe words, what was off of the table and what was ok, reassuring him that you would take it nice and slow, and showering him in extra affection were about to pay off
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To say that he was nervous would be an understatement. Sure he'd had sex with you and Hanma before, but that was separately. He could handle one at a time but... the thought of both of his boyfriends fucking him together? The anticipation sent a shiver crawling up his spine
Here he was, already stripped down and stood in between the two of you. Hanma, ever the eager one, planted his hands on Kisaki's hips and pulled him backwards, flush against his chest
“C'mere, baby” He said, his lips just inches from Kisaki's ear. “Lemme feel you up against me”
The slight nibbling on his ear caused a surge of heat throughout Kisaki's small frame. His nails dug into Hanma's hands as he started to squirm around
You took one of Kisaki's hands into your own and laced your fingers together, taking note of the little mewl he let out at such a simple gesture. Your other hand gently turned his head so that he was facing you
You gently kissed his lips and cooed, “So cute. How are you feeling, baby?”
“F-fine” he stuttered out. Once again avoiding your gaze and attempting to hide his flushed expressions. More cute noises escaping his lips as he felt Hanma's hand move down to caress his thigh. Your own hand sliding down his chest, finding his nipples and beginning to pinch and roll them between your fingers, eliciting small gasps and whines from him
Hanma licked a long line up Kisaki's neck, earning him a disgruntled whine and probably a glare, if Kisaki had been facing him. “Getting excited, babe? Good” Hanma purred. He wrapped his hand around Kisaki's growing erection and started stroking him, sucking on the sensitive flesh of his neck all the while
Kisaki moaned from the sudden contact on two very sensitive places simultaneously. “Hah... oh fuck.. mmm” As he moaned out you stopped playing with his chest only to place your thumb on his bottom lip. Kisaki's half-lidded eyes looked up into yours as he took your thumb into his mouth and sucked on it obediently
You unlaced your fingers and brought his wrist up against your lips. Tears pricked the corners of his eyes as you trailed loving kisses all along his wrist, his palm, and each of his fingers. Allowing him to feel a tenderness that he'd never felt before
His mind was already becoming hazy as the pleasure that Hanma was giving him, and the delicate ministrations you were giving him, overwhelmed his senses. If things kept going like this, he's not sure if he'd be able to stand by himself
And then Hanma ceased his hand movements, leaving Kisaki whining as you also removed your thumb from his mouth and grabbed both of his wrists so you could pull him against your chest.
You snaked one hand around his waist while your other hand lightly scratched the back of his head as he relaxed and leaned into you more. Hanma began to work his fingers into Kisaki, properly stretching him before moving onto the main event
You leaned down a bit to capture Kisaki's mouth with another kiss. Swallowing his moans as Hanma fingered him open. You raked your nails up and down his back, causing him to shiver and arch into you and causing Hanma to push on his prostate, earning a high-pitched moan in return
Hanma removed his fingers and stroked himself, lubing up his cock before he lined it up with Kisaki's ass. He slowly pushed himself in until he bottomed out, groaning at the tightness
Kisaki moaned into your chest, nails digging into your forearms as Hanma began to slide in and out of him. “Fuck, that feels so good. You're gripping me so tightly, babe.” Hanma managed, between grunts of pleasure. “Feels good, yeah?”
Kisaki nodded, only able to moan as Hanma's speed increased, causing Kisaki to rock against you with every thrust. “Ah- Ah- Aah~”
“You're doing so good for us, baby” You said, kissing the top of his head. Your hands gently caressed his body while Hanma's gripped his hips hard enough to leave a bruise later on
“G-gonna-” Kisaki choked out. Hanma stopped his motions with one last thrust, burying himself in Kisaki's hole
“N-no... don't... stop...” Kisaki panted, on the verge of cumming right then and there, but you couldn't have that. The real fun hadn't even begun yet
“Not yet, sweetie.” You said, holding his face in your hands and rubbing your thumb against his cheek. “Not until you're stuffed with both of us, ok?” Your lips leaving another sweet kiss upon his before backing away and letting Hanma lean Kisaki against his chest again
You smiled at him as you began stroking yourself, though you were already pretty hard. You wanted to make sure that you were lubed up nicely. After all, you didn't want to hurt Kisaki. Both you and Hanma were pretty big on your own...taking both of you in one hole was not exactly an easy task...
Hanma hummed as he watched you touch yourself. Licking his lips and wishing that he could take you as well...perhaps you'd fuck him later if he begged for it?
He wrapped his hand around Kisaki's neck, forcing him to watch you jerk yourself off too. His other hand began to stroke Kisaki's cock, keeping him nice and hard. He humped into Kisaki's hole, growing more and more excited with every minute
He finally lifted Kisaki up, holding his legs open and slowly rocking in and out of him. Your cue to come over there and line yourself up with Kisaki's pretty hole and push into it
Kisaki threw his head back onto Hanma's shoulder, the feeling of two cocks trying to squeeze into him was already overwhelming
“Shh, relax, honey. Just breathe, I'll go slow” You soothed. Kisaki took a deep breath and nodded, wrapping his arms around your neck and bracing himself
You tried to push your way in as gently as you could, he was so fucking tight even after Hanma fucked him. You gave him a second to adjust before pushing in a bit further. Then further, then a little more, until you were in as far as you could go
Kisaki's eyes rolled back as he was fully stuffed with both of your cocks. The mix of pain and pleasure made him feel lightheaded, but you both kept him grounded and awake
You both moved at different paces, one of you thrusting faster while the other moved torturously slow, then switching speeds before syncing up your thrusts
Kisaki had never felt so full before, nor had he ever felt so loved. You were both filling him to the brim with your dicks, and yet, you were both so careful with him. While he would be sore and covered in all sorts of bruises and other marks afterwards, he knew that the two of you would kiss every last mark and shower him in all sorts of praise. He didn't dare to let his mind linger on that for too long though, he had nearly shed tears when you shoved your dick into his already full hole, they would surely spill if he continued thinking about things like this...
His thoughts were interrupted by someone kissing his neck again. You panted words of praise in between each kiss, cooing about how good it felt to be inside of him. Hanma whispering dirty talk into his other ear, biting his shoulder a few times
“Mm I love being inside you like this. You're doing so good for us, darling”
“Fuuuck your ass feels amazing. Hah...take all of it like a good boy”
“You're so pretty like this, Kisaki. All blissed out, barely able to move. Making such pretty sounds for us too~”
“Prettiest little fucktoy I've ever seen. Mm, gonna cum for us, baby?”
Kisaki was losing his mind. The back and forth between sweet and filthy words made it hard to think, much less form words
“Hey, I asked you a fuckin question” Hanma growled into Kisaki's ear, the sudden change of tone causing him to perk up
“Y-yes...aah...please” His voice was barely above a whisper
“I didn't quite catch that, love. Louder” You growled against his skin
“Yes! Please...I need it!” Kisaki cried out
You and Hanma sped up your thrusts again, quickly chasing your own climaxes. You started jerking off Kisaki's cock, making him practically scream at the overstimulation of it all
Hanma came first, spilling his cum inside of Kisaki, followed by you filling him even further with your own. The feeling of both of you spilling inside of him pushed him over the edge, and Kisaki came all over your hand and his chest
The three of you stood there, panting and coming down from your highs. After a minute, you both pulled out of Kisaki, carrying him to your bedroom and letting him lay down while you cleaned him up
He passed out not too long after that. You had planned to cuddle him and rest yourself, but Hanma kept giving you that look
The look he gave you when he wasn't quite satisfied yet. The look that says, I need you to pound me into something or I'm going to be whiny and needy for days
Luckily for him, you should have just enough energy left to give him what he needs, then you could carry him to bed and have your much needed cuddle time
So for the next however many minutes, the guest bed would do just fine...
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Reblogs are extremely appreciated <3
Part 2 if you didn't catch the first instance of the link ;)
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I heard you also do ship~ soooo, can you do my favorite tokyo revengers ship? Its Kisaki x Hanma
Yeah here they are!
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Hanma will often steal his glasses and try looking through them.
Kisaki will call Hanma an idiot often and Hanma replies that it's his favourite pet name ♡
Whenever Kisaki grabs Hanma's hand he says it's "to make sure he doesn't get distracted and run off" everyone knows he's lying.
They're very good at giving each other gifts
Kisaki is the jealous type
Hanma once randomly gave Kisaki some flowers, Kisaki actually liked them.
Text each other a lot (especially Hanma)
Hanma openly takes a lot of pictures of Kisaki, Kisaki also takes pictures of him but discreetly 
There was no confession, Kisaki just kissed him one day and Hanma just rolled with it
Hanma constantly leans on Kisaki and slouches on him, Kisaki tolerates this.
Hanma calls Kisaki the cheesiest pet names 
In the good timeline they go on a double date with Takemichi and Hina
Also at Takemichi and Hina's wedding, when Hina went to throw her bouquet Hanma shoved all the girls out of the way so he could catch it. He then waved it in Kisakis face (Senju kicked him in the shin after for pushing everyone).
They go on library dates often 
Hanma asks Kisaki to get matching tattoos a lot (after awhile Kisaki actually agrees)
No one is surprised when they get together 
And finally, they have the same enemies. Even if they don't know why they hate that person, they will if their partner does.
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tigerjawed · 1 month
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happy valentine’s day ♥️
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dercolaris · 4 months
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Kisaki: Hinata, if you ever want to go on a date with me or something.
Hinata: No, thank you
Hanma: I wanna go on a date with you, Kisaki
Kisaki: I know, Hanma.
Hanma: I love you, Kisaki 🖤
Kisaki: I know.
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pridewhatpride · 2 months
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Chalk Outline [Hankisa animatic]
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smolstardvst · 2 months
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HanKisa for valentines day ! ♡
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rainyrindou · 6 days
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hanma talks big for a nic fiend
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shujistars · 10 days
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like what ya see, babe?
who knew the neighbors you'd been watching have insane, mind-blowing sex have also been watching you?
↻ gn!reader. voyeurism, cunnilingus (r!receiving, kisaki!receiving), vaginal penetration, face riding, squirting, bisexual/pansexual!reader, cum sharing, creampies, hanma and kisaki are in an established relationship. toys (vibrators) are used. reader is described with female genitalia, has pet names used (pretty thing, pretty p*ssy, sweet thing, good little thing, baby). reader wears pink lingerie. collar and leash are used (on hanma only). trans!kisaki (he has a pussy). reader is tan later on in the fic from a spring break trip. ✘ 5,129 words. ✘ a/n: based on these great fanarts by tarunarwhal on twitter. this is like...porn with a little bit of plot, really.
↻ taglist: @qichun @kenpachisbrat @kokonoiscoconut @benkeibear @suyacho-tags @suyacho @bleach-your-panties @honeybleed
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It started out innocently enough, really.
You’d moved into a very, very nice apartment complex, directly across the street from a penthouse suite of one that had been a bit out of your price range. Additionally, the view made it easy to watch people from your balcony, smoking a blunt and feeling the wind in your hair as you relaxed after work, a glass of wine held precariously in your hand.
There was really only one problem.
The two men living (renting? Living? You’re still not sure) in the penthouse suite were incredibly attractive, but also seemed to make a point to have sex on almost every single surface of their apartment. It was incredibly distracting, and the suite either didn’t have blinds or they seemed not to care. Not that you minded much, really; it’s harsh to call it a problem. You do wonder if it’s a weird kink; voyeurism is something you’ve considered, and dabbled in, but this seems to be a bit far. Where’s the decency, right?
But…listen, you’re in your twenties, and hell, work is mind-numbingly boring. If the worst thing you encounter is your two neighbors banging each other’s brains out in plain view of you, then you’re doing pretty good in life, right?
So, you come up with a plan.
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March 5th, 8:08 PM
You’re lighting up your second joint of the night when you see the penthouse suite lights come on across the way.
You’re in your bedroom, ready for the show. You’d even bought a pair of binoculars this time, although your vision is perfectly good enough to see it all in plain sight. They typically come home around eight or nine, and whatever they do during the day seems to be stressful, because the shorter man with gold glasses always seems so pent-up after. They practically rip each other’s clothes off, and the sight of it has your legs pressing together as you twist the binoculars to look closer.
The taller man, who also wears glasses with two-tone black and blonde hair, has his large hand in the other man’s pants, the other pressing up his shirt and rolling his nipple in his hand, the smaller man pressing his face into his neck. He’s marking him, you can tell by the position; and it only gets more feral from there.
Eventually, they move to the couch, which is perfectly in view of your own window as you stare. Your cheeks are warm as they undress, the taller man’s cock swinging low and hard as he slides in easily, his cock glistening with what looks like arousal. You feel your tongue flick out, licking your lips; it had been some time since you were intimate with another person, and seeing forbidden fruit as you’d deemed it only made you feel warmer.
He’s got a purple collar and leash on, now, the shorter man’s legs dangling off the bed on either side of him as his hips slam into him, the end of the leash hidden from sight, but you’re assuming the shorter man has it wrapped in his hand. You can’t quite see his face, but…you can tell he’s having a good time. Funnily enough, you can’t hear any noise from the room, but you’ve watched enough adult content by now to know where this is going. The shorter man’s ass is jiggling with every thrust, and while you can’t see his face due to the fact that he’s getting railed in doggy style, you can imagine that his eyes are rolling into the back of his head.
You hope that’s what he looks like. You’d feel the same if you were getting railed by the taller man, who seemed to be cackling in delight at the noises he was hearing.
Eventually, the shorter man tugs on the leash and pulls the taller down so his chest is flush with his back, and the taller man cums so hard in his hole that you can see it leaking out. Your binoculars give you a full view of the creampie, white liquid dripping out and down his thighs and onto the floor as the taller man moves away, unclipping the leash.
You look away after that, shutting your blinds as you do so they don’t notice you’ve been watching them. Your cheeks are so warm that you almost feel feverish at the rush of endorphins flooding your system. You just (properly) watched your two neighbors fuck, hard, and you can’t stop thinking of being there in that room, listening to the lewd noises being shared by them both. It’s a lack of privacy, you know that, but something within you twists and smirks and giggles at the off-limits of it all.
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March 25th, 11:26PM
You don’t see your neighbors for a few weeks after that.
The suite sits empty, lights dark, the only thing illuminating them being the moon or the streetlights beneath you. It’s a boring few weeks for you, as well, as it seems there’s no adult content that really helps get you there much like your neighbors. It’s almost embarrassing to admit…who knew two strangers you don’t even know the names of would have such a hold on you?
You’d gotten a vibrator in the mail to deal with it; if you brought a toy, maybe that would help, but to no avail. Many times throughout those weeks you’d thrown the wand across the room in frustration, the memories you have stored still not enough, not better than the real thing. You’d had issues with libido before, but this…this feels different.
Lucky for you, they finally return, and it’s mind-blowing.
You’d had your umpteenth try of getting yourself there with your wand, and the evening seemed to be going the same way as you feel your arousal tighten, but then…nothing. You’re about to throw your wand again, opting to just watch Netflix and ignore the ache between your legs, until your eyes catch the lights flickering on across the way.
Your neighbors were back.
It was embarrassing how fast you’d moved to grab your binoculars, your wand still in your hand as you looked over; the lenses were still set to zoom in just right. They’re on the couch, the shorter man slotted underneath the taller one, their lips locked in a messy kiss. There’s a glint of saliva on their cheeks, tongues rubbing together, and the moans you’re imagining are making you soaked, soaking through your sheets. The wand, mixed with that view, is actually starting to move things around down there as you feel your climax tighten.
Soon, the shorter man moves to kneel between the taller man’s legs, pulling his cock out and dragging his tongue along it, before his head dips and he begins to suck. The taller man’s head falls back against the couch as his large hand, tattooed with a massive black kanji symbol, goes to clutch the back of his head. His fingers wrap themselves in the shorter man’s undercut, and you can practically hear him groaning, his hips bucking into the shorter man’s mouth.
It’s enough to get you to cum so loud that you’re afraid they heard you. Squirt splatters around you as you watch, a gasp wrenching itself from your throat as you see the taller man cum almost at the same time, his hips bucking up and fucking the shorter man’s face. You know the look when he cums; you’ve seen it enough by now to know without actually seeing the evidence of it.
Soon after, the shorter man stands, and you throw your binoculars onto the floor, your head falling back against the bed, eyes shutting. Feeling the release of so much pent up energy, your muscles turning to jelly, has you almost falling asleep with your wand still attached to your hand.
Unfortunately, in looking away, you don’t catch the taller man looking directly into your window at the mess you’ve made around you. You miss his smirk, and the way he looks at the shorter man, saying something to him and pointing. You miss the shorter man’s grin as he pushes up his glasses and responds, with the taller man laughing at whatever he says.
You miss all of it; for now.
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April 9th, 12:08 PM
After that, you’d planned a vacation out of town. It wasn’t exactly in reaction to that, but to many other things; work was stressful, and you’d been itching for a vacation this year. Plus, it was spring break, and that alone made you feel stir-crazy.
You definitely missed your neighbors, you think to yourself as you exit your friend’s car, shooting her a wave as you pick up your bags and haul back into the complex. Your apartment is just as you left it, and your neighbors’ suite seems untouched as well. For all you know, they’d moved out in the time you’d left, which would’ve been an unfortunate truth to learn.
But alas, you’d make do. The stress you’d been feeling had all but dissipated in the warm sun of the island you and your friends had gone to, and your skin was a lovely shade of tan as you wandered back into the mailroom. Checking your mailbox, you find several letters and other advertisements from various local businesses, coupons, a letter to apply for a new credit card (which you’d dumped immediately), and an oddly plain envelope.
There was no return address on it as you made your way upstairs, entering your apartment and shutting the door behind you as you sat at the breakfast bar, ripping open the letter.
It was very plainly written, but your cheeks flush hot as you realize who wrote it.
Saw you watching us the other night; don’t be shy, pretty, it’s all right. We’d like to have you over for drinks sometime if that would suffice. Wouldn’t mind showing you the full experience instead of simply watching the action and filling in the blanks.
Ask for Kisaki at the receptionist’s desk. She’ll have you come right up.
April 9th — 8:00 PM. Bring whatever you like; that toy would be a start.
Your hand covers your mouth. First of all, how did they know you’d be back today? Did they know you were going on vacation? There’s no date other than that on the letter, and it was at the bottom of the pile, so it must’ve been there for a few days, if not the entirety of your vacation. Your heart is racing in your chest, and honestly, you should feel embarrassed reading that. You should feel disgusted that they’d offer, violated even. How did they know you were watching? You’d been so careful, other than keeping your blinds open by mistake that one time with your wand.
They must’ve seen you at some point.
Something else blooms in your chest as your brain processes what you just read.
Arousal.
Looks like you have a date tonight.
You dress simply as you walk into the complex across the street at 7:55, boots thumping against the floor as you approach the receptionist’s desk. Your footsteps echo off the marble. She’s young, with a merlot-shaded lipstick coating her lips as she looks up at you and smiles. Her teeth are pure white, not a speck of red on them to be seen anywhere. Her hair is ramrod straight, not a follicle out of place.
“Ah, are you the one that Mr. Kisaki is expecting?” she asks in a sing-song customer service voice, and you nod. Kisaki…you’d heard that name before, but you simply blink and nod. “Yeah, uh, I’m not sure how I’m supposed to get up there—” you begin to say, pointing up, but she waves you off, moving from behind the desk to approach the elevator with you, her black heels clicking against the linoleum. “Not to worry, darling,” she says sweetly, opening the elevator for you and inputting a code for what seemed to be the penthouse, before gesturing to go in, “you should be all set! Enjoy your stay.”
What a funny thing to say, you think to yourself as the elevator doors close and the elevator shoots upwards. There’s no windows, only mirrors, and you get a full look at yourself with blush coating your cheeks. Your bag holds your wand in it, and you fiddle with one of your lingerie straps underneath. You had no idea what to wear to something like this, but it was probably best to dress for success.
Success being…well, sex, most likely.
The doors open silently and you step into a hallway lined with plush red carpet. Even the walls are an intimidating red, with a black door emblazoned with PH at the end of the hallway. The lights flicker as you walk down hesitantly, before reaching it and pausing, your fist raised to knock.
Doubt began to swirl in your veins, freezing you to the spot. What if they don’t like me? What if they think I’m odd? Is this a murder operation? Are just some of the many thoughts running through your head as you shift from foot to foot, worrying your lip.
Then, you take a deep breath, and knock anyway. Fuck it.
There’s movement behind the door, before the shorter man (who you assume is Kisaki) appears before you, dressed in boxers and a merlot-colored office shirt that’s completely unbuttoned, showing off his chest. He’s still wearing black office socks that go up to his knees, with fancy-looking plush slippers adorning his feet. He’s completely void of tattoos that you can tell, and he looks quite pleased to see you as his eyes rake along your form. “Well, well, hello there, pretty thing,” he says softly, and your knees almost buckle underneath you. You’d been imagining what his voice sounded like in your head, but hearing it for real…it made your thighs tighten against each other.
He must’ve noticed, too, because he lets out a chuckle before gesturing for you to come in. “My name is Kisaki, Tetta Kisaki,” he says, before nodding to the taller man seated on the couch facing the kitchen, “and that’s Hanma. Shuji Hanma. We’ve been together for over a decade.”
You swallow thickly, managing a smile at Shuji, who grins and stands to meet you both next to the kitchen. He still has his pants on, with a black-and-yellow striped tie loose around his neck, his white shirt completely unbuttoned as well. Something was simmering on the countertop, which Tetta tends to as Shuji leads you to place your stuff on their massive couch, before uncorking a wine bottle that had been placed on the coffee table. “Wine?” he asks, and his voice…Jesus, why did they both sound equally as attractive? Your cheeks are flush as you nod shyly, taking the wine glass from him and taking a sip. The red liquid flooded your system with calm, and you can’t help but sigh, relaxing against the couch.
“So, a decade? And you guys like to make sure everyone around you knows you’re fucking?” you tease. Tetta throws his head back as he plates some delicious pasta dish, a raucous laugh echoing throughout the suite. “Well, you sure have a sense of humor,” he grins at you as he places a plate in front of you, then in front of Shuji, who has taken up residence next to you, before sitting on your other side.
The evening goes by smoothly; you learn that they were both executive members for a massive business in the city, and had been together since they were teenagers. Many things had happened since then, and hearing their stories and seeing Tetta’s blush at Shuji’s jokes, Shuji rolling his eyes and letting out tch noises at Tetta’s scolding of how he handles situations a bit too aggressively sometimes has you feeling more and more at ease.
It seemed like neither of them were in the business of murder, at least not murdering you.
“So,” you say, the question eating at you after you all finish the pasta Tetta had so graciously made, “what’s the deal with the fucking in front of the windows? You got blinds, right?”
Shuji is the first to laugh, his head falling back and his eyes squeezing shut as he collapses into a fit of giggles. Tetta sighs, but a grin tugs at his lips nonetheless as he answers for him. “Well, truthfully we’d been playing around with the concept of voyeurism and exhibitionism for a long time,” he says, looking at you so intensely that you thought he’d been trying to set you on fire, “and it’s thrilling to know someone is watching you. Especially someone as pretty as you, of course.”
The compliment has your cheeks flushing bright red as you look away. “Thank you,” you say back to him, and you feel him cup your cheek and turn back to him. He’s close, all of a sudden, his nose inches away from your own. “I mean it,” he says firmly, before moving away and gathering the plates. His touch lingers on your cheek for moments after, before Shuji begins to talk about something else and changes the subject.
However, after a few glasses of wine, your mind starts to smoothen out. You can feel Tetta looking at you, and he must gesture to Shuji, because the taller man gets up and puts a smooth record on. It’s jazz, with no voices, only music as you lean back even further against the couch, letting the notes drift into your ears.
There’s a touch at your neck, and you don’t even flinch; instead, you lean into it, your eyes opening to see Shuji’s large, golden eyes looking down at you with a look that was nothing short of hungry.
“So, doll,” he whispers, “wanna show us what ya got? I’m eager to see that pretty pussy in action.”
You should feel uncomfortable at that statement, being so forward, but instead your muscles react before your brain does, pushing you forward to press a kiss to his lips. His lips are soft, a groan falling into your mouth, and his hand wraps around your throat, experimentally squeezing. You can feel Tetta brushing up against you as well, his mouth attaching to your neck. Their touch is so soft and careful, a stark difference to the touches they have shared between each other that you’ve seen.
It’s overwhelming, feeling both of them crowd your space at once, but it’s a welcome feeling.
Soon enough, your clothes have come off, revealing the pretty lingerie beneath, the bright pink meshing deliciously with your tan skin. You’re flat on the couch, spread out so nicely for them, and Shuji’s large hands roam across your skin. He looks like he’s in awe, and Tetta looks no different as he settles between your thighs, his own hands brushing against your inner thighs, pushing them away to show your lace-clad cunt, already soaking the fabric. “Do you mind?” he whispers as his hands grow impossibly close to your center, and you shake your head. “N-No, please, please touch me,” you respond, sounding much more desperate than you expected yourself to. Two men worshiping you at once? Especially in these circumstances? Who wouldn’t be soaking after that?
“Do you mind”, my ass.
Tetta’s fingers are thick and shorter than most, but they bully their way into your cunt so quickly that you can’t help but cry out, feeling your walls clamp down on his fingers. You hear him suck at his teeth as you do so, your thighs attempting to close, but his other hand keeps them open. Shuji joins in, pressing on your thighs so they’re completely open and pressing against the couch, and the squelching noises coming from your pussy fill the room.
“So fucking wet for us, darling,” you hear Tetta breath, and the look in his eyes is feral. It’s a look you’ve seen so many times in the past before, only from miles away as he finally rips your underwear to the side, his tongue licking up your folds and across your clit. Shuji’s mouth is attached to your neck,and he’s whispering things against you, filthy things that make you shudder and shake.
“So pretty, just for us, yeah? Fuck, I knew you’d be so much sexier in person and here you are, proving me right. You make such lovely noises, don’t stop. Don’t stop, sweet thing, keep going, don’t be shy. Don’t be shy with us; you’ve already seen us do this before, don’t clam up now.”
It’s like lightning strikes your body as Tetta’s tongue flicks your clit, and you let out a wail, your hips thrusting up into his mouth as he licks and sucks at every part of you down there, his fingers brushing against all the spongy spots that get you close. This is the quickest you’ve found yourself staring your climax in the face, the massive wave cresting in front of you.
“Come for me, darling,” you feel him say against you, and that opens the dam as the string of your climax snaps, prayers of fuckfuckfuckfuck falling from your lips. You feel yourself squirt all over his face, your hands swinging to grab onto his hair as you all but ride his face, all decorum gone. You need him so badly, you need both of them badly. So badly that it aches, that tears dot your lash line as you shudder in your afterglow, the blissful feeling settling in as you fall back against the sofa, sweat beading up on your forehead. Shuji’s face is above your own, swimming in your vision as he leans down and presses a sweet kiss to your lips. “God, you’re better in person,” he says simply, and you can’t help but giggle at him as Tetta pulls you up. “Let’s get you out of those clothes,” he says, “because as much as I’d love to worship you, I need you out of them.”
Clothes start flying everywhere. Before long, all three of you are naked, and Shuji compliantly lies on the couch, his massive cock slapping against his stomach as Tetta hovers above his face. “Sit on it,” he says to you, gesturing down, and you hesitantly take up position above it, feeling the head of it prod at your hole. He’s big, bigger than you’ve had in a while, and you whimper as you feel the burn begin to set in as you sit down.
There’s a hand on your own, another on your chin that guides you to Tetta’s mouth. “Take it slow, baby,” he whispers against your lips, and you do. You take it so slow, inch by inch, until you feel yourself finally take all of him, up to the hilt. His balls rest against your ass as you sit there, allowing yourself to adjust as you look into Tetta’s eyes. They’re blazing, like twin fires as he looks at you with such adoration that you wouldn’t be surprised if he said he wanted to add you to their arrangement.
“That’s a good little thing,” he says, before he too descends onto Shuji’s mouth, a moan ripping itself from his lungs as Shuji’s tongue makes contact with his own clit. It’s clear they’re both incredibly good at eating pussy, because Tetta seems like he gets close almost as quickly as you, but his focus isn’t on himself. His focus is on you, gaze drilling into you as you slowly move up and down Shuji’s massive cock, feeling the length splitting you open and stretching you out. It hits spots inside of you that you couldn’t dream of hitting yourself, and your head falls back as you quicken your pace, gasping.
“Fuck, God, that’s good,” you manage to choke out, before Tetta’s hand is once again pulling you towards him. “Good, right?” he says, and you feel his lips twitch into a grin, but you’re too far gone to joke back with him. You can feel yourself clenching around Shuji’s cock, feeling the length ram into the one spot that will make you—
You don’t expect to squirt again, but you do, arousal flooding out of you and spraying onto his stomach, seeping into the couch beneath you as your hips move with reckless abandon, chasing the high with your lips attached to Tetta’s. You can feel him cumming with you, and you’re both making such pretty noises. You were certainly not only into men, but this experience might be opening you up to a different type as you ride it out for as long as you can. Shuji’s noises are muffled against Tetta’s cunt, but you can still hear him groaning as he thrusts into you, helping you ride it out.
Your body feels like jelly as you collapse onto Shuji’s chest, Tetta moving backwards to free the man and grant his access to oxygen again, and the first thing he does is slam his lips to yours again. You can taste Tetta on his lips, and he tastes divine. Almost as good as you; you’ll admit that you’ve tasted yourself in the past, for a variety of reasons, but he tastes objectively better. You feel an ache that you won’t be able to truly taste him yourself this evening, due to your rapidly declining energy level, but…maybe next time.
That reality hasn’t quite set in yet, but it’s like Tetta is hearing your thoughts, because he pulls you to kneel in front of him, exposing his dripping pussy to you. Saliva gathers in your mouth, and you can feel drool dripping down your chin as you sit in front of him, obediently. You see Shuji shifting around, his body heat moving behind you, and you look up at Tetta, tears gathered on your lash line that still haven’t fallen. He coos at you, leaning down to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing across the soft skin. “Did you want to taste me, sweet thing?” he asks, and you nod embarrassingly quickly. There’s something about these two that makes you feel alive, wanting to obey them in any way, to experience everything they have to offer.
He grins, nodding at you. “Go ahead, have a taste.”
You’re not the best at eating pussy, but you do your best as your tongue swirls around his clit. He’s obvious in his movements to know if you’re on the right track, twitching and groaning and sighing when you hit all the right spots. Something about the way he reacts fuels you even more as you dig into his folds, your tongue flicking and licking and sucking at anything you can find. “Good girl,” you hear Tetta breath, and your mind almost blanks as soon as he says it.
“Can a good girl multitask?” Shuji’s voice appears next to your ear, and you nod obediently. You need them both, somehow, and it seems as though they both want you. Willing participants and all that.
Shuji’s cock pushes into you, with much less burn than before due to how stretched you are, but it still forces a moan to fall from your lips against Tetta’s clit. The vibrations of your noises against him have him pulling at your hair, tugging you closer, so close that you may as well be getting shoved back inside of him. “Feels so good, darling,” you hear him pant, “you’re so good at this. Don’t stop, don’t stop, keep going—”
“—fuck, you look incredible like that,” Shuji cuts him off as his hips snap against your own, skin slapping against skin as he takes off at a breakneck pace. His large hand wraps around you to flick at your own clit, begging to get you off at the same time. You’re being jostled so aggressively that your tongue can’t help but prod into Tetta’s fluttering, wet walls, licking up his delicious essence as best you can. His thighs shake around your head, and you can tell he’s close as you look up at him with big doe eyes, the tears finally falling down your cheeks. His jaw is agape as he stares at you, and his eyes are going blank as his glasses hang crooked on his nose. “Fuck, ‘m gonna—”
He squirts into your mouth, and you lap it up as best you can like a good, obedient thing. It floods your mouth, dripping down your chin and onto the hardwood. You wish you could see yourself now; being impaled from behind, your mouth being squirted into, so overstimulated that your brain has shut off. You’re probably coming on Shuji’s cock, you can’t tell anymore; all you know is that you have to keep licking, and sucking, and lapping up everything Tetta has to offer in front of you. That’s all you know, that’s all you’re good for; just a pretty little thing, being defiled by two strangers she barely knows.
You feel Shuji’s cock twitch inside of you, and a shit falls from his lips before he’s painting your walls white, shooting cum inside of you, the warm liquid dripping down your thighs. He bends over you, pressing kisses to your neck as he does so. Tetta’s thighs are still shaking around you, and he slowly moves back, just in time to have you let out a wail, your walls milking Shuji’s cock, draining his balls of everything he has stored inside. His hands rest against your chest, teasing your nipples as he rides his climax out, his hips stuttering as the fatigue begins to set in.
It’s a few moments of gasping and panting before Shuji moves away, his flaccid cock falling out of your widened hole. He quickly puts a towel underneath you as you sit back, your head falling back against his chest as you look up at him. His expression is soft and kind as he smiles at you, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “That was better than I imagined,” he says, and you nod, looking over at Tetta, who joins you on the floor, pressing a kiss to your cheek. His chest rubs against your own, and you giggle at the tingle of your nipples against his own. “Sensitive,” you say, and Tetta grins at you.
“Much better than I’d imagined.”
“We’ll have to do this again?”
You nod at the question. “If you’ll have me,” you say shyly, embarrassment suddenly settling in as you go to cover up, your hands pressing against your chest and your stomach. Tetta’s hands are there in a flash, moving them away and folding his fingers between your own, his eyes soft.
“Don’t hide, darling. We’d love to have you again. Doing is so much better than seeing, after all.”
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justalittlebitartsy · 10 months
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arrested for having a good time
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