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b0nten · 3 months
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HOW ARE BABIES MADE?
[SYNOPSIS] ˚⁀➷。 ran, rindou, sanzu, takeomi, kakucho, mikey and izana being asked by their children how babies are made l.
[NOTES] ˚⁀➷。 reader is implied to be fem, reader is called “mother”, “mommy” etc. this was so fun to write!!! thank you anon for requesting <3 also, i used tenjiku&bonten characters but everything’s taking place in the final timeline.
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RAN is definitely the type to try to explain the entire thing, without any second thoughts whatsoever. He’d definitely hear the question, and open his mouth but before gets to say ‘sex’ he feels a book flat against his head. “what do you think you’re doing?” you whisper-yell from the kitchen, curry udon long forgotten on the stove. “explaining to your daughter how she spawned into the world?” he answers, dodging another decor item that you aimed toward him. upon asking, dramatically and over-exaggeratedly of course, so offended because he just doesn’t know what he was doing wrong, you just stare at him. “we agreed to tell her when she’s 14. she doesn’t even know boys have dicks and you want to explain the entirety of sex and how it goes to her? do you even know how it works?” he sighs, defeated, “let’s go eat, sweetheart, i think i made mommy a lil mad.” he says, picking up his daughter, “that last part was uncalled for, by the way.” “suck it up, mr. club owner. ”
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meanwhile, RINDOU simply freezes: “daddy, how are babies made?” what? excuse him? oh my lord, he did not expect this to happen this early. why the hell is his five year old son asking him about coital activity, right when you’re not around? fuck him (himself), fuck this situation, fuck you for not being around right now (both figuratively and literally). “you see! when… uhm.. when two people love each other and they kiss, they make a baby!” he mentally face-palms for what the fuck he just said. “so you can’t kiss girls until you’re twenty-one, yeah?” finally, thankfully, his phone rings, and thank the heavens it’s you. “oh my god, y/n—” “rindou, what did i just hear on the baby cam?” “haha, my love! funny story!!!!”
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SANZU just goes feral. he’s having a fucking anxiety attack or whatever so he just texts you while your daughter asks her daddy about how babies are made.
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TAKEOMI plays it safe, using the infamous stork. “and it just comes flying?” “yeah, it carries a little basket with its beak and gives it to us!” he smiles, playing into his baby girl’s fantasy. “you sound just like my parents.” you smile and his gaze averts to yours, from his seat on the living room carpet. “well, your own stories inspired me, because, to be honest, i was about to shit myself.” “daddy!” the little one yells, stretching out her palm, “1000 yen!” and her father exasperates “god put me out of this misery of only being an atm, you’re just like your mother. ow! what’d i deserve that punch for?”
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KAKUCHO handles it like a pro. “papa.” one of his little girls walks up to him, younger twin following her right behind. “yes, pretty girl?” he straightens his back and crouches down, still sitting on the couch. “how are babies made, papa?” the shyer one asks and his face drops for a split second. “i promise to tell you when you’re older, right now it’s classified information!” he jokes, and the girls giggle. “now… who wants to watch doraemon!!” he does the jazz hands and the twins jump into his lap. not long after, you sit down next to them. “if i didn’t know any better, i would have said you rehearsed those lines from the moment you were born.” you laugh, resting your head on his shoulder. he wraps an arm around you, chuckling, and kisses the crown of your head.
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if there’s someone (who thinks they’re) escaping this question, it’s MIKEY. “ ‘tou-chan, how are babies made?” blond locks spin toward him, and the big eyes of his daughter look him up and down. “ ‘tou-chan?” she says again, a bit annoyed. mikey sacrifices the motorbike races he’s watching and looks back at her. “ask ‘kaa-chan, i’m not really good at biology.” he smiles when she jumps from her place and runs into your bedroom, where you’re blow-drying your hair. confident that he’s just dodged a bullet, manjiro returns to his priority — the tv. moments later you storm in, hair half wet, still in your bath robe with the kid in your arms, visibly furious. he knows he’s dodged a bullet but is about to get hit by a cannon.
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IZANA is at the dining table doing some paper-work for tenjiku and you’re watching tv when your oldest marches into the kitchen, determined. “daddy.” the blond looks up, eyeing back at the spitting image of himself. “yes?” he answers, and you also look back to see what’s going on. slamming a big book on the table, the toddler points to the cover “how are babies made?” you burst out laughing and your husband snatches the book away, making you laugh hysterically. “where’d you find this?!” he questions, and his forehead is already soaked with sweat and he wants to bury himself into the ground. “your office.” he can’t believe his five year old son walked in there and just so happened to find this book: effective positions for baby-making. his cheeks redden and he scans the room to find you and request your help, but he’s greeted with the sight of you rolling around on the living room floor, trying to calm your laughter down. yay.
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salaciousdoll · 7 days
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· · · ℜ · · · Aren’t You What They Call a Milf · · · ℜ · · ·
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.·:*¨¨*:·. starring Ken R. , Manjirou S. , Baji K., Emma S., Hina H., Takemichi H., Chifuyu M., Kazutora H. , Hanma S. , Kisaki, Peh Y., Pah C., Izana K. , Mochi, Muto, Shion, Sanzu A. , Shinichiro S., Benkei A. , Takeomi A., Wakasa I., Mitsuya T., Hakkai S., Taiju S., Kakucho, Kokonoi, Inupi, South T. , The Haitani brothers x Milf! reader .·:*¨¨*:·.
ᰔᩚ ━━ Warnings: ᰔᩚ ━━ Warnings: Final Timeline! So spoilers, smut, threesome, reader is a switch here, foursomes, fivesomes, gang bang( consensual), Benkei and Mitsuya are end game here, OG black dragons is a little mean, dirty talking( heavy, degradation, praise, pet names, bodily fluids( squirting, cum, spitting, sloppy blow job,etc.), big exhibition here( fucking in a top down convertible, Mitsuya fashion shop, and etc.), yes I know inupi is not in Tenjiku besides they’re all friends here anyways just decided to group them by gangs to avoid writing for every single one of them, little plot here, AGE GAP, DARK CONTENT! voyeurism, missionary, doggy style, attempt at frog style( if that’s what it’s called), reader knows what she wants, breeding kink, reader is a undercover slut, chubby reader, oc kids named amethyst and saphhire( twin girls), pink obsessed reader/momma which means kids are drowned in pink everything, you are 37 years old here so have fun with that, wanted to write an older reader for a long time, nipple play, lactation kink, spitting kink, rough and slow sex, teasing, headcannons are not really headcannons because again I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing with writing that shit, dilf( Draken ), reader and the husband was swingers once upon a time, cuckholding on Hina, Takemichi, and black dragon part, the oh black dragons are older than reader but that’s okay they weren’t even thought of until now. If I’m forgetting something lemme know.
ᰔᩚ ━━ Word Count: 14.5k
ᰔᩚ ━━ Dolly Note from Salaciousdoll: this is really a surprise drop because I thought I was going to post it Saturday tbh but said fuck it give y’all a gift early. I really hope you like it, it’s not the best but it’s something. Been wanting to feed my starving babies from the tr fandom for a minute so here you go. Also the reader is an older woman who’s just fucking everyone why? Because some people pissed me off by slut shaming but nevermind that, Love you guys 🎀
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Moms. The person everyone got or needed in their lives as the guidance they need. The carrier. The heart of the family because without a mom being the heart of the family, the family can’t pump blood and love. You were that mom. The mom that your mother was or weren’t, it all depends on yourself. You aimed to be better than your mother even if she was a good mother to you and you did with the two little girls you birthed and raised with your ex- husband. They were the joys in your life, such beautiful little humans to you and everyone around you all. After your divorce from your beautiful husband you still were on good terms with, you moved to another city. You were so glad that he agreed to have the kids a week after you because no matter if you got a divorce you didn’t want your babies to be affected heavily by it.
Your twin girls were the joy and light in your life. You were the pink mom every pink obsessed girl wanted. You always dress your babies in pink and don’t even get me started on the patterns you choose to dress your daughters in but don’t worry they both have a say-so if they don’t feel like wearing anything you pick for them to wear. Your mother didn’t give you that option, but you did with your little ones. From two year olds up until now, 9 years old.
The girls were so excited for today. Today was the day you were moving to another city as a result of starting your new job and new life away from your husband and his new girlfriend. You two have been divorced for years now and you were glad he moved on after sending letters and posting sticky notes on your Children’s backpacks or notebooks saying things like “ lunch today?” Or “ We could always try one last time” or your favorite one “ My sunshine and my little flowers”. It never ended with him until it stopped just five months ago when he met his girlfriend. His girlfriend was someone you called introverted and that’s just what he needs, a shy woman for his outgoing personality, plus she was an entire sweetheart and someone you gladly liked your kids to be around.
“ Mom, is this the house? It’s so big for us!”, sapphire said pointing to the house. It was indeed a beautiful, big house. From the opening gate with your last initial on it in pretty, cursive letters to the big, cilo pivot house-door, you knew you made the right choice for your babies.
“ Mommy mommy, I wanna go inside.”, Amethyst yells as she runs past the gate and towards the front door to open it.
“ Do not run, walk! Don’t want you to hurt yourself and then I’ll have to sit in the hospital while my baby get treated.”, You shouted after her, smiling when she actually listened and power walked into the house.
You really hope you three weren't disturbing the neighbors around and didn’t attract any eyes for now, you were dead wrong because Draken was bringing a box out of Mikey’s house and saw the huge moving truck down the street—just five spaces down from Mikey’s big ass house.
Mikey had boxes of Magazines Emma’s own since she was staying at his house while they were fighting. Draken loved Emma but their fights were stupid and frustrating sometimes, however, the fight they’re in is not. He stayed out all night with Mikey and Mitsuya partying because of the celebration of Mikey winning his championship game. Believe him, he wanted to leave around 12 am, but Mikey had other plans like having a race in a vacant parking lot. Nevertheless, he was glad she and his little boy and girl accepted his apology, they were even mad at him.
He stopped with the box in his hand with his mouth opened a bit in awe, you were a gorgeous woman, way too gorgeous and just right for him and Emma, especially Emma who was looking for another sex partner for both of them. You were taking a box out of the moving truck and you could hear your little girls in the house screaming and running around the empty house in excitement. You almost wanted to cry because you came a long way to get to this point right here. Bouncing from jobs to jobs after completing college and then getting an opportunity to become a fashion designer for your own company which has been skyrocketing since your first fashion show. All while going through departure and divorce from your first love, your ex-husband. Let’s not forget about your twin princesses who gave you the world every time they opened their eyes in the morning or whenever they wanna wake up since sapphire likes to sleep until 12 pm.
You didn’t realize you were standing at the back of the truck staring at the other boxes with your eyes wide and watering—you were dazed out until you heard a deep voice, “ Do you need any help? Couldn’t help but notice you moving in.”
You turned to the voice who interrupted your thoughts and smiled at him making his heart beat pick up, “ No, I wouldn’t want to bothe-”
He turned to pick up a box out of the truck, “ I offered and you’re saying you're bothering me, how rude of you.”
You studied his features and noticed he had a tattoo on the side of his hair, black silky hair was pinned up into a man-bun. His eyes were so onyx like but you were afraid if you would look longer at him, you’ll start trying to figure him out like you always do anybody you come across. It was annoying. You gasped once you just now noticed he called you rude, so you called out to him, “ Hey! I’m not rude, just didn’t wanna bother anyone okay? I’m new here, ya know.”
“ I could tell. No one as beautiful as you is around here. My name is Manjirou Sano, what’s yours?”, Another voice says from behind you. You whirled around to look down at a man who was just as beautiful as the other.
You were about to answer but the same man who helped you bring a box in spoke again, “ Mikey, I thought you were meeting up with your brothers?”
Your head went back and forth between the two as they spoke in Japanese in front of you now. You picked up some words like brother and annoying. It seems like the conversation was intense from the way the short one looked up at the taller one. They both held eye contact until they turned to you in the middle of them, the short one speaking again, “ Now that that’s out the way, what’s your name, pretty one?”
He took the box out of your hand smiling at you while you were finally answering him, “ { Reader’s name}, nice to meet you two and thank you so much for helping m-”
“ Mommmm, Amethyst isn’t giving me my tablet, she’s running around the house with it and I don’t want her to droppp itttt.”, Sapphire whined as she stomped out the house.
You looked at the two men with an apologetic look in your eyes and they waved you off, not bothered by your daughter acting like her age at all. You sighed and walked to her with a box in your hand, “ Where is she right now?”
Your daughter led you to Amethyst who was on top of the balcony smiling and laughing until she saw your stern face. She slowly put the tablet down and her smile sequenced with her tablet, both went down. You put down the box not noticing eyes on your full figured body. The body Draken has beat to when he was 19, it’s like all the milf videos he consumed has come to life as he analyzed the curves of your hips and the roundness of your ass. Your boobs were beautiful especially since it seems like they are still full of milk. He would know because Emma’s boobs looked similar to yours when she was pregnant with his child and that was 7 years ago in 2018. Now, Emma’s boobs were heavy with stretch marks on them kinda like yours except yours looked like you gave birth to two people and had to feed two people. He was beginning to feel like an obsessed weirdo and somehow his mind was only offended by the weirdo part.
Mikey was too busy focused on how your body rolls moved whenever you spoke or moved when pointing a finger at the child being scolded right now. He watched as your lips trembled while you spoke almost like you didn’t want to yell at your daughter or perhaps your love for them was too big and it took a lot out of you to yell at your daughter who looked like a cute kicked puppy being yelled at. Mikey almost spoke up for the little girl when he didn’t even know the situation or had anything to do with your family at all. His mind didn’t like the thoughts of growing attached to you, but his heart told another melody. He needed you or needed to be in your life one way or another. Even in the past life with Takemichi, he always wanted someone similar to you with or without kids. A mysterious beauty.
“ Ammy baby, I do not like yelling or scolding you, so can you please promise to be nice to your sister. You’ll be able to have fun with her just wait until I get us settled in and then you could play with your sister, he’ll even run in the backyard all you want just don’t go near the pool area, deal?”, You were now upstairs on the balcony with your daughter, both of you on your knees with a pink out. Your daughter smiled and wrapped her little pinky around your pink, sealing the deal with her speaking, “ Deal mommy, but mommy, can we go get our nails done again? I want light pink with zebra designs again like sapphire has with her star nails.”
You looked at her nails and smiled while nodding your head up and down, “ Okay, but no ac-”
“ No acrylics or press on or long nails at all, I know mom.”, Amethyst says with a big smile on her face. Her chubby cheeks were a cute distraction for you all the time but not this time as your voice grew a bit stern, “ Don’t interrupt me anymore, amethyst.”
Her little “sorry mommy” melted Draken’s heart a little because he remembered his little boy always saying sorry after Emma scolded him, even now while he’s seven. He could take a wild guess and guess your daughters are around his son’s age, maybe even older than him.
You smiled and pinched her cheeks owning a whine from her saying she’s older now but you paid that no mind, “It’s okay… but it’ll have to be when you come back after next week. Remember you have to go with daddy this week, which also means the faster you unpack, the more time we’ll have to get that mirror you wanted and take sapphire to get ice cream.”
“ Okay! We’ll help and stop playing, right Saphhire?”, Your daughter turned to hang her arms over the balcony while looking down at her sister who’s standing with her hands on her hips.
Sapphire narrowed her eyes before nodding her head. You smiled and clapped your hands, “ Okay, we shall be done by 6 pm since it’s 11 right now. Wanna see who can unpack the fastest?”
Sapphire perked up at the question and yelled up at the balcony where you and Amethyst stood, “ Yes! Gonna beat you two anyway. I run track.”
“ Oh please, saphhy, it’s baby track compared to the one we seen on tv, right mom?”, Amethyst said looking up at you.
You waved your hand and stepped back, “ That’s between you two, leave mom out of this one because you already know how she gets when people say that. You picked your battle now you gotta deal with her fact checking you. Sorry, baby girl.”
Amethyst pouted while sapphire was already on her way up the stairs to give her sister a talk and lesson meanwhile you were heading downstairs to the men you almost forgot were in your house.
“ Sorry about that, now where was I? Oh thank you for offering to help, but I think we got it from here, don’t wanna keep you for that long.”, You say while moving past them to walk outside to the truck.
“ Why are you trying to get rid of us so quickly, {reader’s new nickname}?”, Mikey pouts.
You whipped around at the name with confusion on your face, “ { reader’s new nickname}?”
Mikey smiled with his eyes closed at your question while Draken started to speak to you, “ yeah, I think it’s kinda insulting to say that after we just declared we’re here to help you. Besides, we can make it much easier if we invite our friends to join and something tells me they wouldn’t mind. The question is will you?”
You stared at the two and suddenly thought of something, “ hol up’ prior to agreeing to what you said. I need to know who’s moving my things in my house with me and my girls, so what’s your name? I already know your Manjirou, what’s your handsome?”
Draken almost stuttered but caught himself quickly with a small space of ruby hue on his face, “ It’s Ken Ryuguji, nice to meet you.” When your hand was in his, he felt the roughness of your knuckles and the softness on your skin. The feeling of your hand inside of his hand sent an electrical shock feeling inside of himself and he needed to know more about you. You got him to blush just like Emma and Mikey noticed that and saved it inside of his mind to tease Draken about it later.
Your unexpected laugh brought him back out of his daydream/thoughts, “ Nice to meet you as well, Kenny boy.”
Draken wonders if you could see how large his eyes got when you called him that, but your smirk lets him know that you did. Draken covered it up by turning around and taking long steps to your moving truck while Manjirou was on the phone with, you could guess, his friends.
And yes, there were a lot of them participating in moving your things. One guy with lilac hair in a mullet named Mitsuya and his friend with his blue hair in a haircut were great at getting your kids to focus on moving their boxes upstairs on the balcony by racing or in your words pacing with them. Another pair of guys, one with long hair and yellow highlights tied in a man bun and one with black hair down to his ears, were steering a guy with long, black hair and blue highlights in his hair away from you. You learned that they’re names were Kazutora, Chifuyu, and Baji, respectively. You suspect that these three are gonna be trouble for you, mainly baji. Oh how right you are…
A guy named Hanma wasn’t even helping just trying to get you to be his “ sexy vixen” for his photos to which earned him an insult and eye roll from Kisaki, a man that held elegance and if you looked in his eyes long enough, when he shook your hand when Manjirou first introduced you to him, you thought you seen hidden desires and mystery you could easily unsolve if you stared him into the eyes any longer. So you quickly broke eye contact with him.
You laughed at, who you learned are, Pah-chin and Peh arguing over one box, pulling it like a tug-of-war rope, it was funny but angry just ended up taking the box from them with Kakucho and his twin brother, Smiley, at his side. You were progressing greatly with unloading the truck but you also felt multiple eyes on different parts of your body. It was a lot of people here helping you so you could understand the eyes but it felt like some eyes you couldn’t shake off and when you felt a hard stare on you, you turned to see a white haired man with tan skin staring you down and he didn’t even blink while he stared at you. It was creepy and you were glad you were now grabbing the last box before another man with blue and blonde hair in a mullet helped you close the truck with his brother beside him.
You were so glad you were done by 6:45 pm because now you could take your daughters on their promised trips but first you wanted to thank the men that came to help you and your girls move your boxes inside. You didn’t particularly know why you allowed them all to help you, but they seemed to really want to help and plus maybe it’s a sign for something far greater to be bloomed. It was a gut feeling you were leaning on.
Your girls were now pushing their boxes into their rooms while you were on your way out the house.
Meanwhile, Draken and the rest were coming up with a plan to see you again. Chifuyu put his finger on his chin, “ what if we just show her around Tokyo one by one.”
“ How would we do that genius, we don’t live around here, only one who does is mi- that’s it, the key is Mikey’s house.”, Baji says to the other men around him.
Mikey shook his head and waved his hand in a ‘no’ motion, “ No, not possible. Need privacy, I mean it’s already bad enough seeing Baji and Hanma every other day drinking my juice without my permission.” He finished off his statement while glaring at the two men who shivered from his infamous glare.
“ She’s such a damn babe man ♡,why wouldn’t you like to see us win with her?!”, Hanma exaggerates, throwing his hands up.
Ran spoke next, “ She’s too good to be true. Almost too good. Perfect chubby body of hers, just want to palm every rumple and lump on her body, want her to scream my name. Fuck that I might even impr-”
Mochi interrupted him, “ Dude, you just met the woman, at least take her out or something. This is why women like her needs real men like m-”
“ Fuck no, she needs me because at least I’m good with kids, the orphanages proves that.”, Rindou says with a toothpick in his mouth.
“We’ve all participated in that Izana’s orphanage and were good with the kids so that’s debatable. Besides, the others haven’t even met her yet.”, Muto says next as he leans on his bike with his arms folded.
“ Sanzu should’ve been here then, so stop bringing that airhead up.”, Ran finishes.
You walk out to see all the men are either on their motorcycles or standing talking to another on their motorcycles. Your shoes were replaced with your pink heels which combined to your outfit of a pink, sleeveless top with dark blue jeans. Your sunglasses that were on your head were now on top of your sleeveless top. Each one of their eyes were now on you and they were analyzing every detail about you. From your walk they found attractive to your hair in a hairstyle you had, they even paid attention to the way your body bounced as you walked, specifically your tits.
“ I just wanted to thank you all for coming here to help me and my girls, hopefully we’ll see eachother agai-”, you say before feeling a hand grab yours, bringing it to his mouth.
You felt a small, wet kiss on your hand black hair with blue highlights falling in front of his face a little bit, “ You will see us again, after all Mikey and I are you neighbors.”
“ Mikey and I?”, Mikey asks, repeating what Baji said in confusion and frustration.
“ That explains why Kenny boy appeared out of nowhere.”, You say smirking when you see his face frown up because of your nickname.
“ Don’t call me that in front of them.”, Draken said with authority, balancing shyness in his tone. You laughed at his face, “ My bad would you like to hear me say it in private.”
Draken ears got red and he turned his head from your pretty eyes scoping out his face for his reaction to you baiting him, well. Too well especially when that comment made the other men's eyes wider and mouths drop into big and little o’s.
“ Anyways.”, you walked up to Mikey, who was eye level to your breast as of now and he was damn sure enjoying the view too. “ phone.”, you say as your manicured hand was held out towards him.
He had a confused expression on his face as he dug into his back pocket for his phone, now holding eye contact with you as you stared at him. He unlocked his phone and placed his phone in your hand— taking that as a go, you scrolled and found the phone app to put your number in his phone. Placing it back into his hand, “ Call me anytime you want, we’re neighbors now Manjirou. As for the rest of you, is there anyway I could re-”
“ Pssh, you do not have to pay us. Think of this as the start of a great thing, miss { reader’s last name}. It was very nice to meet you and I think that’s more than enough for many of us. So no payment.”, Kakucho says while starting up his motorcycle like the rest of them.
“ Is anyone gonna let me finish my sentences around here?”, You yelled as they were riding off. Mikey walked back to his house and Draken followed because his car was in front of his house. They were gonna continue until Mikey turned back to you with a big smile on his face, “ Nope. Plus that was a question!”
You laughed as he yelled back at you as the motorcycles rode off into the orange sunset. You had a feeling this wasn’t gonna be your last time seeing them. You heard your twins file out the house calling your name with their little jackets on them, ready to go on your small adventure before their dad came and got them for his week.
☆ᩧ  Draken and Emma ୨ ♡l
It’s been two months now and You and Draken hung out with each other a lot more than mikey especially because it’s their off season for their joint career. He told you all about his kid and wife which led to playdates with each of your children.
The playdates then led to meeting Emma who just got home from her trip with a woman named Hina. To say Emma wasn’t interested would be a lie because the way she held your plush body against her petite one was far too long and Draken knew from her famous wink and smile at him that he brought the perfect woman over to fulfill their desires.
From the way your tits sit in your light pink, ballerina wrap sweater and your hips looked in your blue jeans— hugging your wide hips tightly in the right places. You didn’t care about your tummy spilling over your pants which only added to your sexiness. You looked expensive and smelled expensive and yummy with your perfume following you everywhere you moved. They both thought as they eyed you while you were over for lunch— this time without the kids.
Coming to lunch with Draken and Emma was a normal thing, you lying underneath her as Draken was thrusting into your melting mouth was a different thing. A new thing— yet you and them loved this new thing because your moan-gargles were the highlight of both of their evenings and the fact that your pussy was getting sticky and wet from Emma was enough for you. Draken’s cock inside of your mouth was the plus.
“ Oh God! I haven’t had this much fun since Hina babe, Aah~.”, Emma moans as her slick covered yours— she sat her wet, pink pussy on top of yours and rose up to heaven because of how wet you were too. Your pussy was so much fatter than hers and she wanted to bury her face in it later.
“ Oh fuck, just like that, flick your tongue just like that pretty girl.”, Draken moans as he grips your hairstyle into a knot. Your tongue was flicking right and left his cock where his little vein lay, you knew that would break him since you used to do it with your husband. And believe me, he broke so much that he couldn’t talk to you for a day from embarrassment.
“ mmm, I cwn’t I cwn’t, mmmghhuhhh.”, Your moans were gargled and blocked by Draken thick cock going in and out of your mouth, the faster he went, the more the stretch burned the sides of your mouth. Emma went slower at rubbing her clit on top of yours— her hips were so tiny and round underneath your hands as you held her trying to make her go faster, sadly she didn’t listen. In fact, she loved the tears by building up in your eyes from the mouth penetration from her husband and the teasing she was doing as she performed scissoring against you. One of her pale creamy legs was in between your sorrel, thick thighs as she held onto your leg that she lifted up to a better position and held herself up. Emma was in love with the way both of your pussy’s made cute noises. Fuck it, they had to keep you for themselves. She’s gonna talk to Draken about it.
Speaking of Draken, he was too busy wrapping his hand tight around your throat, feeling his dick against your neck, the dick print caused him to become animalistic. His balls were now slapping against your forehead and it was a feel-good hurt. That wasn’t even summing up how brutal his pace was in your throat. Somehow it was too brutal, like the just right brutal and you loved it. “ Shit her throat is melting my dick, it’s like her throat is a predator clenching its teeth into a prey, so tight and wet. I could imagine that’s how her pussy feels right ems’?”
“Mmmphhh, fuck babe keep talking like that, I’m close but before you do, yes her pussy feels so good against mine. So wet and sticky, think I felt her clit, uhhghh Drakennn, h-her clit twitched which means she’s either about to cream or squirt. I’m betting on squirting. A shopping spree and another day with her on my end of the deal, what’s yours?”, Emma says as she starts speeding up by rocking her hips forwards and backwards in a riding motion that Draken loves when she’s on top of him. He was too mesmerized by her tits moving back and forth and your whines and moans vibrating his cock was not helping. Emma didn’t even want an answer because she was too lost in your pussy juices mixing with hers almost too perfectly. Your clit vibrated against hers and suddenly she felt a wet substance gush out of your pussy with your loud moans vibrating and engulfed by your own spit against Draken’s cock. All three of you screamed out or groaned especially when you swiped your tongue under his vein one last time.
Emma groped your right tit with her right hand and brought your hand to grope her left tit with your left hand. Her pussy was creaming against yours and yours was squirting against hers which means the substance was turning white and creamy. “ Dr-drakennnn! {reader’s nameeee}, I’m cummin’”
Draken’s hand reached between you two to feel both of your wetness and brought his hands to his mouth as his cock was parked inside of your mouth, lumping his cum into you nonstop, “ so fucking good, need you to swallow all of it, ya hear me? Wanna’ fuck you and my wife while you two lay on top of eachother but first I need you to take all of my load, fu-uuhhh-ck, so hot and sexy.” He was looking at Emma and then peered down at you with your face covered in mascara and spit dripping down your face from his rough face fucking. Yeah, he was definitely gonna give you and Emma a prize and you’ll be a fine third in their relationship, especially since your children seem to get along well with theirs.
☆ᩧ  Takemichi and Hina ୨ ♡l
Hina and Takemichi were looking for a person to fulfill both of their desires at once so when Emma told Hina about you and her time with one another, Hina was intrigued on meeting you, so when she did, she was stunned. Takemichi was definitely gonna love you because you’re exactly the epitome of his browser history and you are literally the woman described in his dream he told her about. He was so into Milfs so you were perfect and she was into hot older women so you were perfect.
Meeting Takemichi after Hina was something you’ll never forget especially when he blurted out “ Hot” when he saw you just for Hina to enclose her hand over his mouth, apologizing profusely to you in the act of saving you from possibly chewing up takemichi. She let out a sigh of relief when you just smiled at the two.
Once they both got to meet you, they started to hang around you a lot for a month, Draken and Emma hung out too but Takemichi and Hina were clingier to you, it was a weird but good feeling. The feeling of you being wanted was something you haven’t had in a long time towards you so why not indulge in it with another couple. Remember no strings attached to your little affairs; a note you made to yourself.
Reasons why you were rolling your hips on top of Takemichi snatching all of his moans from him with a sealed kiss each time he let out a squeaky moan. Your hands were flat against your bed and your boobs were happily bouncing in his face causing his eyes to roll to the back of his head, “mmmhh fuck Mitchy, you’re dick is stretching me open. Is this what you take every night little Hina?” Once your head turned to her Hina moaned even more louder as she watched you continue to roll your ass in a slow circle, taking his dick in and out of your clenching hole. She always wanted to see someone else fucking Takemichi while she watched or joined, last time it was Emma since they decided on swinging that one unforgettable night after planning that for years.
She reached down to rub herself through her panties as she watched you wait for your answer and once she didn’t give you one, you slammed your ass on Takemitchy’s sensitive cock, taking him deeper inside while still holding eye contact with Hina, “ I don’t like to repeat questions, pretty one. Now answer my question or would you like your husband to pay the price by expanding his overstimulation time, limits are only for good boys and girls, especially if they’re married to each other because remember, Ahh fuck, remember you guys are one, so what ever you do will effect the other one.” Takemitchy couldn’t take your pussy swallowing his cock so deliciously and came inside of you surprising you a little. Hina was even surprised but luckily she was even more turned on because she never would’ve guessed she’d be into sharing as much as she is right now. Maybe it’s because she wanted you too.
Takemichi clenched the sheets with a tight grip pleading for mercy, “ Please.. please, I can’t. Oh god, Hina please answer her baby. Ahhn shit, she feels so hot and perfect.” Hina now had her fingers inside of her squelching pussy not caring about anything but the way you demanded an answer from her, fuck she was in love with your dominance, “ I-I’m sorry, yes yes I take all his cock every night, can I please touch you or you touch me? I don’t care I just want your attention~”
You laughed and used two fingers in a come here motion to her which immediately made her stand up and come next to you— grabbing her chin tightly, you smiled at her, “ Touch yourself Hina, touch yourself while you kiss me as I fuck your husband like the dirty man he is. I got a feeling you want to see him cry just like me, isn't that right Hina?” She nodded her head and placed her lips on yours savoring the taste of your pink flavored lip gloss on your lips, although the flavor lasted longer than the gloss though. Hina reached to play with her clit in between her index finger and middle finger- whimpering in identical Rhythm with her husband who’s panting and crying with big tears rolling down his ruby flushed face, “ wan’ more! Need more miss {reader’s name}.”
“ Really now? Stand in front of me, on the bed. Latch onto my shoulders if you have to.” You looked down and smirked at Takemichi before lifting all the way up, his cock finally getting the rest it needed. Relief only washed over him for a quick second because now you were pushing his cock back and forth on your clit and vagina hole, it’s like you were teasing him too damn much and he knew he was gonna burst any minute especially from the water erupting from your pussy causing you to shake a little— letting go of his cock because of your pussy starting to squirt even more as you continued rubbing your pussy on his dick.
“ Shit Hina, {reader’s name}, I wanna cum. Wanna cum so bad. Can I cum please? Please.”, Takemichi moaned as his head flew back against the pillow. Takemitchy looked so pretty in your eyes as his sweat rolled down his face connecting with the fat tears pouring down his eyes, his slender chest lifting up and down and perky nipples red with bites from you and Hina prior to this session now. Wonderfully, something even more prettier was in your face now: Hina’s wet pink but slightly tan pussy. You looked up at her as you stuck your tongue out ready for her to ride your tongue. This just reminds you of you and your husband swinger days, oh how you missed experimenting with your ex-husband.
Hina threw her strawberry blonde hair back as her head snapped back in pure carnality of your thick, wet muscle swiping across her pussy. You hummed in delight before reaching up to grab her hips and shoved her pussy into your face— latching your lips on her clit during the time of her small, delicate hands holding tightly onto your head, raising one leg up on your shoulder to give you better access, “ Fuck, this feels soooo goodahhh, keep licking me like that miss {reader’s name}.” You gladly obliged to her small demand and flicked your o this faster over her clit making sure to apply a little pressure on her clit by the heaviness of your tongue. She tasted so damn natural and good, pussy was something you loved eating and appreciating when it comes to women, she was the woman who’s pussy you’ll come back to for thirds, fuck seconds.
Takemichi was cross eyed now at the time of small spit strings appearing and disappearing whenever he opened and closed his mouth, panting out wanton moans and whimpers when you finally reached down to skillfully place him back inside of you. You loved the feeling of his cock jumping inside of you as his and your juices mixed together started to drip down his balls and onto the bed. He felt so sticky and he didn’t care. This was his first time cumming back to back and it’s all because of you. You were Overstimulating him and his wife especially with the way your tongue flicked against his wife’s pussy. He couldn’t think about nothing as he heard Hina’s pretty moans and the slurping and wet sounds you were producing by your mouth and pussy. This was the best he had and he’s pretty sure Hina thinks the same because of the way she’s thrusting her small hips up and down— shaking as she approached another orgasm. “ mmm, God, I wanna do this again, Hina. Shit.”
☆ᩧ  Mitsuya Takashi ୨ ♡l
Mitsuya was in love with hanging out with you and your kids. They reminded him of his little sisters from when they were that age. The way they act, argue, and etc. was similar to Luna and Mana. He loves watching you be a good parent to them and them coming to confide in you about anything like the other day when Saphhire asked “what’s it like to be friends with someone you just met” when referring to her own friendship with someone at school and your own with Mitsuya and the others.
She even asked Mitsuya the same question and a question about his life, not too nosy, just a curious baby girl and he happily answered them, which gave the go to Amethyst to ask him questions too. They were slowly making their way into his heart just like you were.
Mitsuya loved being around you and watching you smile and light up at things you loved to speak about or indulge in. Every since you told him about your fashion designing career taking off, he’s been asking you to chime in on his own pieces so that’s why he invited you to his shop, which was a mistake because when he saw your dolce & gabbana leopard print dress clenching to your pretty full-figure and your black pumps, his pants grew tighter and he couldn’t focus.
Mitsuya couldn’t help but to place his hands on your hips as your ass was slightly bent over as you helped him with his patterns for his dress he was designing for his upcoming fashion show in Osaka. His hands felt like they belonged on your waist as he rested his chin on your shoulders to see what you were doing and you were doing the peacock design so perfectly, more perfect than what he had in his mind. He breathed in your expensive scent and sighed prior to trailing his large hands over the paunchy skin poking out your dress at your sides and down to your ass rubbing it. “ Remember what I said I wanted to do to you after our date? Wanna take you right here and now as you focus on helping to design my dress you’re wearing in my fashion show. Will you mess it up or will you finish off well?” Once you turned your head to look at him with a full blown lust in your eyes, he knew he had you wrapped around his finger now, especially with your next words, “ Please take me. Wanted you ever since our second date.”
With that, Mitsuya had your dress hiked up around your waist whilst pounding inside of your cunt, “ Fuck, you’re so sexy, my love. Want to fuck you every day of my life, don’t care how old you are. Want you forever now.” He felt you shake as your ass bounced against him every time he thrusted into you. The ripples from your ass plus the sexy leopard print on your body was causing him to have a feeling in his chest he couldn’t describe. He found the print he was going to fuck you in everyday in his life, for the future with you too. The print he was going to design with just to fuck and make love to you in. The print he was fucking you in now.
You stopped using the pen with blue markings for the peacock patterns because of Mitsuya twirling his hips as he snapped his hips forward, “ Yes, yes, mmmgh, god, your dick is fucking me so good right now.” You tried to go back to printing in the peacock pattern in the dress and you almost fucked up due to Takashi massaging your tits with both of his hands on each boob now, “ Takashiii, I can’t do it. I can’t focus while you’re, mmmhh, fucking me. But I don’t want you to stop.”
Mitsuya smirked before grabbing the pen out your hand—throwing it somewhere afore taking you away from the curvy Manikin that was creepily modeled after your body, too bad you were too busy getting fucked as you walked to his desk. Mitsuya couldn’t missed the opportunity of fucking into you at the angle your body was making right now. Your back was to his chest as you two walked step by step to the desk, your designer heels clicking against the floor with every step you two took. He slammed inside of you, fast and long were what his strokes felt like. Mitsuya was stuffing you full of dick, not letting up when you reached back to move your hand to his stomach pushing on it only to get your hands locked into both of his hands, “ fuck no, sunshine, you’re not getting away after all the stroking of my leg under the dinner table or the taunting you were doing by saying I can’t handle a woman you’re age as if you didn’t fuck Draken or Takemitchy, you play around a lot, love. Lemme show you what the other twin dragon could do.”
It was obvious he was a bit jealous you fucked Draken first but his jealousy was short lived when you said, “ I only got my mind on you right now mitsyy, you’re fucking me right now not them so show me what the other twin dragon can do, the one I really want.” You should’ve never moaned those words because Mitsuya was now holding your head down on the table with one hand and the other one was still holding your hands together alluding to a rope of his own, “ fuck, sunshine, you can’t say words like that. Fucking hell.” Mitsuya's eyes rolled to the back of his head as your pussy wrapped around his wet dick like a blue rubber glove sticking to your skin when you put them in water.
He moved his hand off your hand to let it join his other hand holding your hand when he suddenly heard you moan loudly as you whined and cried with your face on his desk, “ M’cummin, M’cummin right now. Kashiii, it feels like my stomach is snapping, ahhhnnn.” Mitsuya felt his shoes get heavy and wet making him stop to look down seeing you squirting on his cock and his designer shoe, some of the liquid landing on the floor. If you would’ve looked back at Mitsuya, you would’ve seen his wide smile and wild eyes full of shine because he found his new obsessions about you— the new obsession was joining his other details about you he was obsessed with.
“ That’s right, baby. Squirt on my cock just like that.”, Mitsuya says, still pushing his cock inside of you, not caring if tears were pouring down your eyes because of the overstimulation you were getting. You wondered if this is what Takemichi felt like. This was hell and pleasure at the same time. Takashi's eyes rolled and mouth opened to spurt out moans at the feeling of your ass throwing back against his pelvis creating powerful smacking sounds inside of his studio, which was closed as soon as he switched the sign off. He felt himself about to cum and couldn’t hold your hands back anymore, he needed to hold your body tight as you cum on his cock. He wanted to cum inside of you, not knowing if you’re on birth control or not— he doesn’t even care if you were or not, time for him to have a child anyways.
Mitsuya grabbed your stomach through your dress and pulled you up while you were still in your heels towering over him a little, yet he didn’t care. He just needed to see you cum undone again, luckily his mirror was behind his chair and he stared straight ahead watching your face expressions change multiple times in sequence with his thrusts too. Soon as he snapped his hips against your ass making a big clap sound, his stomach knot came undone and he came right inside of you with a loud moan following, “ Fuck yes. Perfect. Perfect. Perfect girl. My fucking girl.” He was babbling and you squirted out his white cum which essentially got mixed with his cum so now you were squirting out white juices as you broke inside of his arms. You tried to escape off his cock and out of his arms, but he didn’t budge not once even if he was growing a bit weak at the moment, “ You’re not going anywhere so just relax, sunshine. Kissing your forehead to finish off his sentence just right.
“ Yo, Mitsuya, you managed to bag a Milf huh?”
☆ᩧ  Taiju Shiba & South Terano ୨ ♡l
Taiju walked into Mitsuya studio right on time—seeing you bent over the table with your heels glued to the floor and dress melting in your skin because of the sweat dancing across your body was everything he needed to see to get hooked on you as well. He didn’t even like when Mitsuya hurried to cover you up with his jacket by the chair on the left of him. He wanted to see you even more.
Luckily, He finally got to see you in his restaurant with two friends from your old neighborhood accompanying you at the dinner to discuss everything in your life from your kids to your sex lives. Taiju was viewing the way your lips were moving from where he stands on the balcony above, he was listening to South speak but watching you intensely. South was a person he wouldn’t consider a friend but is very much a friend in other people's eyes. He was back from Ireland because of a match over there and was gloating about his championship win, yet again.
South felt like Taiju wasn’t listening and stopped talking to walk bedside Taiju looking down at you. South followed his gaze and saw you laughing about your friend telling you a story about how the men she fucked was a slug as he fucked her. South smirked and made his way down to you and when he got to you he interrupted the conversation and introduced himself. Taiju vein appeared in his forehead as he watched South spit his pathetic game on you. Taiju knew it wasn’t gonna work until he saw you writing down your number before raising a class at him as you gave your number to South, who didn’t notice the way you were staring up at Taiju.
You felt like you were being a slut but you were divorced for years and celibate for two years after, you needed this and that was your excuse besides you were still young in mother years so why not indulge in your fantasies and save your 40s for sitting down again. Your 20s were stolen from you by your ex husband so now you’re reliving them. You haven’t felt this feeling since your swinging days. You were always private about your life that people didn’t expect that or this act from you until they actually knew you. Yet, You never would’ve thought that these two would get you the first night of meeting them because now you’re in South’s black 2024 Chevrolet convertible bouncing on South’s cock at the back of Taiju’s restaurant with Taiju leaning on the car, smoking a cigar, “ Hurry the fuck up, South. I want her spreaded on this ugly ass car of yours.”
“ Shut the fuck up, this pussy is too good and tight for me to have to cum to your annoying ass voice in the background, so shut up!” South slapped your ass before grabbing it with his large ass hands, his cold rings on his fingers were a contrast with your skin as he lifted you up and down. “ Fuck yes, baby! Fucking tight for an old bitch like yourself, Mmgh fuck, color me impressed. Pussy is swallowing my dick like it’s a mouth. Fuck yeah!”
You were too drunk off how deep his thick cock was inside of you that you couldn’t even hear half of the words he was saying, plus your moans were growing louder and louder, “ Aaahn, it’s so damn deep, fu-uhhhmmm, I think I’m close.” Your hands came up to his neck as you wiggles your ass before riding him up and down to chase your own orgasm, “ Ahhh yes, dick, your dick is so fucking, hnnhahhh. Keep fucking me, South.” A slap to your ass and his head flying back against his seats indicated that he’s in pure rhapsody, basking in the feeling of your pussy taking him like no other woman his age could, the late 20s women couldn’t take all of his dick even if they tried. He’s now hooked on you and he doesn't plan on letting you go but for now, he got to because Taiju’s right here.
Taiju watched your movements whilst riding South’s cock like you were on a bull ride, your dress was up and gave him a perfect view of your ass he couldn’t stop staring at or fantasizing about since he saw it when you fucked Mitsuya. He exhaled the smoke building up in his throat— his yellow eyes watching the car move up and down as you two bounced even more faster due to South’s intense grip on your ass lifting it up and down like you were a pocket pussy of his. South didn’t care about your weight, he wasn’t a heavy weight champion for nothing so don’t underestimate him, “ Shit baby, I could feel your pussy shaping to my cock and now you’re about to cum aren’t you?” Taiju watched you babble out your words to the point they were coming out slurred. You couldn’t speak when South’s cock was reaching places you haven’t felt in a long time, thanks to his right- curved dick.
Taiju smirked at your head flying back as your arms were going limp meanwhile South wrapped his muscular arms around your waist still moving you up and down despite you going limp and mind fucked, some drool was even trailing down your mouth because of your head being back and your mouth open releasing now muffled screams in Taiju’s hand clamped over your mouth, “ Shit, she’s a creamer and screamer, can’t forget a squirter too.” South squeezed his eyes shut followed by a loud groan escaping his mouth, he came into the condom that was pathetically wrapped around his cock, “ Really now? Let’s see if I could—”
“ Fuck no. It’s my turn now give her to me.”, Taiju opened the car door and lifted you up into his arms to walk you to the hood of South’s car. “ You’re okay, little strawberry?” You nodded your head sluggishly, “ m’not done but yes I’m okay now fuck me.” Taiju hummed and unbuckled his pants to free his hard, aching cock onto your wet pussy— legs cocked open revealing the most prettiest pussy he ever seen, “ Fuck, she’s so pretty covered in your wetness.” To get his point across even more, he slid his index finger over your pussy to hold it up to your mouth, “ See how sticky she is, gonna make this pussy mine tonight.”
Taiju was a man of a few words but whenever he did speak, his words were absolute because his cock was driving you crazy as he fucked you on top of the car you’re desperately trying to hold on to. His hips smacked into yours, not giving a damn if people heard the loud smacking noises your bodies created as they slapped into each other. Each time he fucked into you, the car rocked with South chuckling in the back seat with his phone in his hand, he was on the phone with Mikey asking him if he’s up for fighting in benkei’s gym with him. Taiju paid no attention to his loud voice because of your moans drowning out South’s annoying voice, “ nngh! Wanna cum, wanna cu-uhnmmm.”
“ Cum on my dick, strawberry. Make a mess of my cock baby. Need that pussy squirting and creaming on me. Come on, I know you could give me what I want. Fuck!”, Taiju groaned as he leaned over you with his chin on your head while one of his hands were on your head and another one was on your thighs— printing his hand into your thigh from how tight he was gripping the fat of your thigh. Nothing but his chest was in your view and you loved it even if he had his white dress shirt on. Once his cock started to make its way to kiss your cervix you were glad you came before that because you knew that would’ve hurt you if he ended up kissing it. Taiju stopped and came inside of you when you came on his cock causing him to dent South’s hood by how hard he banged his falling hand from your head on it. Both of your moans and groans plus South vulgar language in all three languages he speaks fluently in were heard due to the effect of Taiju fucking up his car. Your friends weren’t even thought about as your squirting came out in white and clear water because of his cum and your cream mixed together.
“ Oh shut the fuck up, I’ll fix it.”
☆ᩧ  Tokyo Manji Gang ୨ ♡l
Your kids were growing a little bigger as the months flew by. It's now April and when you moved to Tokyo it was in the middle of January. They formed bonds with Emma’s son and the men you formed relations with. So when your babies were over for their week, you loved spending time with them and the men and women who stop by your house. Mikey and Amethyst always got into it over the dorayaki he got her hooked on by bringing them over and asking if you could make some from scratch. Sapphire loved riding on Hanma’s or Mochi’s neck or backs. During your week with them, it was nothing but fun and extraordinary things happening, reasons why they plan on getting their dad to move across or next to you, on the other side .
They love when it’s your week because you're the most fun out of the two. You were a little strict when needed but they knew to get their acts together quickly. They loved the house, friends, and most of all, you. So whenever they have to leave, like now, they always get a little sad until Kazutora- who you met at his pet shop- promised to show them the baby bobcat they recently placed in their pet shop. Instantly brighten up their faces, you whispered a thank you to him as he and Chifuyu hugged your baby dolls.
You’ve recently been getting so down and sad whenever they leave and this was one of the moments that the Toman crew got to witness with their own eyes, it was almost sad with how moppy you became, but when Mikey came up with a plan every piece of sympathy escaped the men as they came up with a plan to get your smile or cheeks brightened again, a great plan considering the way your mid-thigh, purple sundress sat on your figure just right with your light purple Steve Madden strap heels to match.
Sex and comfort was Mikey’s plan and it was working as he watched Kazutora and Baji lick your pussy at the same time, tongues knocking into each other several times as you tongue fucked you and hakkai kissing your lips to stop your moans from getting any louder not that they minded. He watched as Draken and Mitsuya spoke about their plans with the vacation getaway they were planning, but Manjirou wasn’t paying attention or going if you’re not. He wanted you there, so that’s why he thought this master plan of his was actually smart. As soon as you started to kiss Mikey before this current situation, you forgot what you were sad about. Your emotions didn’t exactly flip right then and there, after all it took Mikey whispering sweet sayings to you as he and Sanzu laid you down.
“ She’s such a loud moaner, wanna see if we can make her scream?”, Nahoya says to his brother Souya as a bet between them until Hanma decided to join in their conversation, “ 10 yen if I make her scream?” You couldn’t hear the rest of the conversation because baji’s tonhue ring was vibrating against your clit and you couldn’t hear anything but that, well at least you thought you could hear the vibrations from the momentum of his tongue flicking up and down your clit in a long oval taking in the beauty of pussy eating right in front of his eyes. Kazutora and, now, Chifuyu watched with gleaming eyes at how your body squirmed under their holds as Keisuke fucked his tongue piercing all over your pussy. The slurping sounds got louder as he proudly stuffed his face back in your pussy, not letting up even if you thrashed around with loud muffled moans contributing to your brain becoming mushy.
“ Fuck, she’s so fucking volumptous every where, even her pussy is volumptous, wan’ my turn too so Keisuke hurry the hell up!”, Pah chin says forgetting about Yuki for a moment until he heard her voice on the other side of the phone telling him to hold the phone up straight so she could see. She was too busy out with Senju and Yuzuha so she couldn’t participate with all the men of Toman like that but luckily Pah-chin was ever so the loving husband— deciding to FaceTime her so her and the girls could see what they were missing. Keisuke felt your fingers in his hair, yanking and pulling on his ponytail eagerly trying to get yourself off faster and he wasn’t having it, so he stopped and smirked at your head rising up from the sofa in hurt and confusion.
“ Sorry princess, can’t let you cum so fast yet, need you whining on our cocks begging to cum over and over again”, Keisuke says as he rises up from his knees.
Mitsuya chuckled before pitching in himself, “ She’s so damn beautiful when she cums, her little lip bite she does before screaming out will always get me going.”
Draken laughed and nodded his head in agreement while Takemichi blushed as he looked at you with your brown nipples out and your sundress bunched up on your tummy—your pussy was on full display. Your pussy was the prettiest he's ever seen, especially with someone who’s hairy, not bush wise yet not that he wouldn’t or they wouldn’t mind but it looks like it’s growing hair on it. “ She’s so beautiful.” A hand was placed on his shoulder as Takemichi stared at your body lifting up and down due to the oxygen you let in and out, “ Easy, we’re just getting started Takemichi.” Kisaki, a man Takemichi would’ve never thought he’d befriend but here we are. The final timeline was something he hardly discussed with anyone other than Mikey and possibly Chifuyu, he so badly wanted to say that you weren’t a part of the final timeline but damn you were a fine ass edition so why would he worry or complain.
Indeed it was the beginning because after Pah and Pey both took turns spitting on your pussy and eating you out, the twins were now fucking you while Sanzu had his cock in your mouth. You didn’t care about anything except getting fucked without any mercy from nahoya and mercy from Souya, they were ying and yin while fucking into both ends, courtesy to Draken for using his fingers to prep your ass to take Nahoya’s thick 7 inch cock. Your gags and moans were music to everyone’s ear, especially the man who’s holding your head as he fucked into your mouth while your body was stuck in between Angry and Smiley. “ Fuck, she’s a fucking pro at taking and sucking dick. Toman’s little fuck doll.”, Sanzu moaned as he threw his head back.
“ More like Toman’s pretty little Milf, fuck, I wonder what the others would say once they found out she’s milked almost everyone in this room by now. Such a naughty older slut we got our fingers on and in boys.”, Hanma boasts with a loud laugh following making the others roll their eyes at his foolishness. Once they heard the loud slapping and choking noises coming from them fucking into your body, they knew the only thing on your mind was the word dick and they were right. It was like an repeated echo in your mind because of how fucked your mind was. Soon after them though, Kisaki and Hanma both got a turn and you couldn’t take Hanma’s cock in your pussy, he was possibly the largest out of everyone but not larger than south and Taiju whom you had before. His big hands were imprinted on your thighs as he held you up, fucking you against the edge of the table, creaks of it scrapping the floor as he fucked his cum into you. The same cum Kisaki slurped out of you before spitting it back on your pussy and devouring you, “ Too much. Too much. Ahhn.” Your moans were music to Kisaki’s ears.
you managed to still hold on for Mikey’s and the Baji trio. Mikey has his cock in your pussy now and Baji had his cock in your ass at the same time of you switching between Chifuyu and Kazutora, either sucking their cocks or giving them handjobs. Mikey groaned as he felt your pussy tightly clench onto him as he sloppily thrusts his hips forward and backwards, him and Baji moving at different paces torturing your pussy and ass, “ Fuck yeah, bunny. So fucking good for me and my friends aren’t you? Wanna know something, my brothers gonna be pissed I got you first, even my older brother who I- fuck! You’re milking my cock so well- I talk about you to. Good luck dealing with both, my chubby bunny. Now cum f’me.” And indeed you came especially hearing how his entire family wanted you. Your body shaking and creaming on their cocks made the men chuckle and moan in delight.
☆ᩧ  Yokohama Tenjiku Gang l ୨ ♡l
Izana got word from his little brother bragging about how good you treated him and his friends. He didn’t like it one bit so he ended up inviting you over to his house to teach him how to bake your famous peach cobbler you made for him when you cooked dinner that one Sunday before your kids went to their dad. He remembered getting to know you even more as you told stories about your little family and where you all were from and etc.
He remembered that night, might even got it tattooed in his mind because he remembered your outfit you wore for the lots of them. Appropriate around your children but still somewhat inappropriate around them from the way it fits your body just right. He noticed all your clothes fit your body, that’s when a light bulb came to his head and he remembered you saying you design or tailor pieces of clothing yourself.
So when he invited you over to his house to make your famous peach cobbler, he or his friends weren’t expecting to see you dressed like you were walking the runway. With a pink and black spaghetti strap dress on and black and black custom made La Parfait heels with pink frills on them, Mochi was the first to ask why you were so dressed up. Neither one of them liked your answer because who were you going on a date with?! It wasn’t anyone from Toman, considering Koko asked the questions related to them and Toman, so who?
Too bad, you couldn’t tell them because A). They didn’t want to actually know and the peach cobbler was abandoned as soon as you mentioned the man you met two months ago, Keizo Arashi. The way that you gloat about him when meeting him in his gym for the first time, pisses half of them off so that led to you being split open by Izana's large cock. His cock was a cock you never wanted to let go of, which is why it gripped which made him release a hiss— slapping your heavy tits repeatedly, “ You really think I’m gonna let you go out with my brother’s friend when I could do more for you than he ever could, no matter if I’m 30. We are only seven years apart baby, don’t piss me off Mahal.”
You felt like your tits were gonna be sore after he and the Haitanis’ get done with them. They’re mouths were glued to each tit after he slapped them. Rindou’s tongue ring was enough to make you whimper and moan while grabbing his blue and yellow mullet without a care in the world. Ran’s mouth was the total opposite of how Rindou made you feel but you still loved him sucking on your tit until milk suddenly leaked out causing him to happily suck on your bouncing tit even more. Ran moaned in delight as he sucked out the milk of your tits, “ Still lactating after all these years, baby doll. Everyday I become more obsessed with you”. You tried to push him off in embarassment, but Izana grabbed your hands in his pulling them down to your stomach as he fucked into you missionary style, “ no, no, it’s so embarrassing but feel so go-ouuuuhhdah.”
“ Good. Be embarrassed, the more humiliated you are, the more your pussy grips my cock just perfect, pretty baby. You’re such a pretty slut who loves to put on a fake persona, aren’t you?”, Izana asks as he snaps his hips into your thighs. Before you could wail out your answer, a presence clouded around you whilst squinting your eyes, “ Mind if I fuck your mouth like the whore that you are.” Your pussy spasms on Izana’s cock making him moan as his white curly hair stuck to his face as it ran with the sweat forming on his forehead, “ Shit! This cougar pussy loves to be degraded, yeah.” Mochi tapped your chin with his huge, heavy dick telling you to open up as he saw your mind start to get foggy as you babbled about needing more like you were casting a spell. You glady opened your mouth and took his cock inside of it. Mochi took in a breathe during the time of your throat taking him in, the gags on his cock made him throw his head back, “ fuck yeah, slut. You’re taking my cock in so well, wan’ more don’t cha?” When you stupidly tried to answer with your mouth, more gags and muffles were vibrating his cock making everyone laugh at your stupidity.
Muto rose up from his seat with Koko and Inupi following behind, “ She’s so stupid. Can’t even answer because her mouth and pussy is being stuffed so well that she can’t speak or form correct sentences. Such a pity for a beautiful woman like yourself. Such a toy, our fuck toy.” Muto wanted to fuck your ass so he waited until Izana came deep inside of your pussy not caring about any consequences, your pussy was too good for him to pull out or fuck with a condom, “ Squeezing me so tight, darling. My little Angel is gonna make me cum. Fu-uhhghhh.” Mochi was next to cum deep inside of your mouth not caring how animalistic his groan was.
You thought you could catch a breath but Muto already had his hands on your body when everyone separated from you, the tit that Ran was sucking on was sore and sensitive to touch right now. Muto lifted you up in his arms and walked you to the couch to sit down with you still having your legs wrapped around him, “ Ride me in reverse, might cum too fast looking at your pretty ass face.” You giggled before getting up to get in the reverse cowgirl position, looking back at him as you grabbed his freed, long cock in your hands. Sliding your pussy on his cock was a magnificent view for Muto as it was for Koko and Inupi standing on the side of you two. You teased Muto at first as your hand still held his cock while slipping him in and out, gaining an irritated grunt from him until he grabbed your hips to slam your down on his cock causing your eyes to go wide and your mouth to scream out curse words. The impact of his cock inside of you was stretching and painful, he’s up there with fucking South, so you couldn’t move just yet because he was letting you catch your breathe again, “ See what teasing me do. Make me wanna make you scream and cry in pleasure on my dick.”
Before you know it, your body was bent down in a all fours position whilst Muto pounded into you with Koko recording the entire thing for himself, fuck everyone else because when you have to pratically manage Manjirou’s finance it was a lot of stress for him and Kisaki, so he needed this. Muto loved the way your ass jiggle as he thrusted up into you, “ The greatest ass I ever seen, just wanna fuck you all day to see it, may even wanna fuck it soon.” Your moans were muffled and what you were saying was gibberish so Muto bent down a little to lift you up to bring you into his chest so now your back was to his sweaty chest while his head was on your shoulders breathing in your intoxicating scent. Koko came closer with his cock now out, “ What was that? Couldn’t hear what you were trying to say, don’t tell me you’re becoming senile already, you’re only in your late 30s. But if you’re not senile, prove it to me and the camera audience.”
You didn’t care about what he was saying, you just needed something in your mouth fast or else you’ll wake their neighbors up especially since your pus A is starting to get sloppier and wetter which means, “ Holy shit, she’s squirting. The pretty bunny is squirting on Muto’s dick nonstop, can’t wait for my turn, so hurry up Muto!” A new voice, Shion, the man who was edging himself this entire time. Muto snapped his hips up three more times, cumming inside of you. You were now stuffed with two of their cum and you somehow felt like your younger self again, in other words, a young cum slut again. Muto grip on your hips were gonna make a dark purple bruise on your sable skin, but you were too busy silent screaming as your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your mouth opened in a little O. Koko captured all of it and now he was capturing it up close with his cock getting worked by your hand as the Haitanis’ and inui took you together. The fact that you were getting fucked in both holes recklessly tells them what type of slut you were back then.
Ran and Rindou loved how well you were sucking their dicks inside of your pussy and prepared ass, thanks to Shion who fingered and ate your ass. Shion slobbering all over your puckering hole was a little embarrassing for you since everyone was watching but it felt so good so you moved the embarrassment to the back of your head. So he was finally useful for something after all these years and that was opening you up for Ran to shove his cock inside of your ass proudly and loudly too. Rindou’s cock had lots of girth so it was hard for him to fuck into you without hurting you until you declared, “ Wan’ more. Rindou please fuck me, stretch me I don’t care. Need more. Ahhghn.” Rindou took that as a go to slam inside of you at the same time of his brother slamming inside of you from below. Soon they both found cadence, so when Inupi came from the side to grab your head to let you suck him, everything fell into place like dominos.
Inupi was trying to hold his whimpers and moans back until Koko reached to slap his hands, “ No. No. Let her hear how amazing that slut of a mouth she has is.” And he did by grabbing your hair tightly in his clutch as his long but skinny cock moved inside of your mouth like he never wanted it to stop. Your moans from how hard and fast the Haitani brothers were fucking you was cut off by Inupi slamming his cock inside of your spit bubbles filled mouth. Fuck your face was getting messier as your mascara poured down your eyes and snot started to form, fuck you were so messy and that only turned Inupi and everyone else on even more. Your phone ringing non stop wasn’t even heard because of how much everyone was moaning, groaning, or screaming. Izana held your phone with a devilish smile on your face while looking at the caller ID with Benkei’s name appearing and disappearing from how much he was calling you. “Too late she’s with us now.”
☆ᩧ  Original Black Dragons Gang l ୨ ♡l
Manjirou invited you over to his house again, this time it was only him so you were really excited. He wanted to watch you cook him your grandma’s Sunday dinner you rave about. He couldn’t focus on anything you had to say because he was just watching you cook with your pink polka dot apron that had “Hot Cook” on it. He was about to ask you a question about the macaroni and cheese but he got interrupted by Izana yelling his name all throughout the house trying to find where he was at.
Manjirou was annoyed he got cut off from his time alone with you so he and Izana were arguing and while they were arguing the doorbell rang again. You were debating if you wanted to get it but eventually you did because they kept arguing about you and other things. As you opened the door, three men including Benkei stood there.
Your action of hugging Benkei caused the other two men to be confused and jealous. After the hug, they all went inside and so Benkei introduced you to his friends. Handshakes came from Wakasa and Shinichiro while Takeomi tried to hug you just to feel your boobs squished against his chest. Mikey didn’t like the way the older men stared at you like you were the only person in the room. It irked Izana as well, seeing Shinichiro's eyes linger on your ass as you walked away to turn off the stove.
Great decision to turn off the stove and oven because you were being bent over the table by Shinichiro grabbing your hair as a cigarette hung from his mouth, “ Such a beauty you all were hiding from us.” Benkei’s tongue explored the inside of your mouth while both hands were occupied by Takeomi and Walasa’s cocks. Your jeans you wore were somewhere on the floor and the shirt completely ripped due to Takeomi’s hands so now you were only being fucked from behind with a apron on. Spit dripped down your chin as you tongue kissed Benkei so passionately as Mikey and his, final timeline, Toman gang sat on chairs, floor, and couches. All have their eyes on you getting fucked by people older than you. “ Mmphff.” Wakasa chuckled at you desperately moaning in the heated kiss you and his best friend shared, “Hear that, she’s enjoying this so much, did her body shudder from the touch of your hands… from the silence I could tell it didn’t so watch and learn boys.”
Shin yanked your hair in your hairstyle some more and pushed his long, hard cock inside of you. His baggy pants were on his ankles as he fucked you with skin to skin contact. His skin pumped fresh blood of excitement because he was fucking a Milf and he always wanted to fuck one, older or younger than him, he didn’t care. “ Shit! Her pussy is still so tight and comfortable after fucking every last one of you here. Such great pussy that you should treat as a prize every day. I always taught you guys right? Manjirou and Izana? To treat women like the best damn person to walk on earth and now I’m teaching you how to treat their pussies like the greatest prize you’ll ever get.” Manjirou gulped while Izana nodded his head, rolling his eyes after before speaking, “ You have a lot of nerve fucking my woman Shinichiro. Right in front of me.”
Shinchiro chuckled as he leaned down to your ear—stretching his arms to place his hands across your neck, squeezing it just right and not too tight, “ Little brother already claimed you huh? Benkei, how do you feel about this?” Benkei released your lips from his teeth since he was biting your lips as you moaned from the impact of Shinichiro’s hips smacking against yours at a steady and hard pace. Arashi’s cock was right in front of your face and you tried to reach to lick it but Shinichiro grabbed your hair and pulled your back depriving you of getting to lick his cock. You wanted to cry because you wanted him inside of your mouth so bad and Shinichiro was stopping you. Benkei gulped as he looked at you trying to suppress your moans and tears from falling out your eyes, “ She knows who she belongs with, so I feel good especially knowing that she’s choosing me after all of this is done.”
Soon after, Shinichiro pulled out and let Benkei take you to the couch that wasn’t sat on at all since Manjirou oddly enough had three couches in his living room. Once they did, you found yourself being spilt open by Wakasa and Benkei. Your hair was so messy from the hairstyle you had it in and your teary eyes were so watery that Takeomi almost felt bad for you as he fucked into your mouth, “ Mmmph, mmnnn, I cwn’tttmmmgh.” Double penetration was so hot and had you moaning like a bitch in heat. On top of that, Takeomi’s hair was down and sticking to his forehead so beautifully that you tried to keep eye contact with him as he pistol into your mouth with no care if your throat can take him, “ She’s so fucking pretty taking my dick down her throat like this, should frame it. So, Hanma get your ass over here to take a photo with your camera, you don’t mind right doll?” You tried to nod your head yes, but he just snapped his hips to your mouth causing you to gag loudly making the men inside of the living room groan and moan at your gags, “ my bad, thought you wanted more of my dick in you.” His pubic hairs were touching the sides of your mouth and nose from how deep he was inside of your mouth. And you loved it.
Benkei basked in the glory of your pussy taking all of his dick like a vixen at the same time of Wakasa fucking into your tight ass from above with one leg on the couch. Shinichiro was twisting your nipples causing more tears to fall because they still hurt from three days ago with the Haitani brothers sucking and playing with them. Benkei felt his dick getting wetter with your juices and moaned at the feeling of your warmth around him, “ Haven’t had pussy like this in a long ass time. Wanna get you pregnant so bad.” You moaned at his words because you were the most beautiful while pregnant and plus you loved the praise coming from him the most. It was him and Mitsuya praises that mean something to you. Wakasa gripped your neck with his hand, feeling Takeomi’s dick print moving in and out of you. Excitement from that, Wakasa happily plunged into your gaping ass, “ Say you want him to breed you, Princess. Wanna hear you loud and clear even if it’s through choked moans.” You shook your head, too embarrassed to say anything with a huge ass dick in your mouth slapping your uvula multiple times. Hanma was sitting on the other side of you taking pictures of this entire situation with a chilling smile on his face. Fuck, you looked so photogenic right now, well always really since he’s been taking pictures of you a lot lately.
Benkei and Wakasa slapped each of your cheeks with one of their hands creating more ripples and prints on your ass. You screamed and choked on Takeomi’s cock causing him to throw his head back in pure ecstasy, “ Fuck think m’bout to cum down her tight little throat.” Shinichiro tapped him as Benkei’s arms wrapped around your waist holding you in place as he pounded into you at a faster pace than before— Wakasa catching on and matching his pace. Their balls slapping against each other as they fucked into you, “ Let her speak a little but keep it in her mouth, wanna see her struggle to form words out her pretty, hot mouth.”
And he did just that, pulling half of his dick to hear Benkei now say it, “say you want us to breed you.” You moaned as you tried to bounce back on his cock, “ Wan’ you to brwwd meaaaa, I wanna cummmmh, want you cummmhhh.” Your words came out gibberish and you could tell it was filled with cock.
Shinichiro could tell you were enjoying yourself as if you never did, Wakasa did too which is why he spoke next, “ Would you look at that, the pretty princess acts like she never had cock this great in her entire life. Crying and slobbering everywhere while this pussy and ass gets stuffed to the brim. Seems like you all didn’t do your jobs.” Draken was the first to rebuttal, “ Fuck off, you old fuck.” Wakasa laughed and looked at him as he slapped your ass whilst holding eye contact with Draken to make him even more pissed. Wakasa's purple eyes grew more hazy as he trailed his fingers to your pudgy stomach, squeezing it causing you to squeal and choke on Takeomi’s cock causing him to cum deep inside of your throat from the vibrations of your coughs. Your hands tapped Takeomi’s thighs as he held your head while fucking his cum deep into your throat, “ Holy fuck! So fucking good f’me.”
Your vision was starting to see black spots as he held your head down. Snot was coming down your noise as much as your tears rolling down your face. God, you looked like a high class Slut. Their slut. Takeomi released you and you coughed immediately afterwards because you needed air especially since you were stuffed too much below and felt your lungs jump for air as he stuffed your mouth to the base of his cock. Takeomi and Shinichiro held your hair and tapped your cheek, Shinichiro laughed, “ So messy and pretty, so erotic and unreal as well.” Benkei fucked you with sweat rolling down his naked chest because his shirt was long discarded when he started fucking you. He could never get tired of fucking you, “ fuck!”, he moaned, not caring how he sounds, “ gonna”, feeling your pussy clench to him with a vice grip made him more feral, “ Cum inside”, Benkei lifted his hips into you, making you take all of his cock again, “ This”, your pussy was throbbing and melting his cock now, “ Pussy.”
Benkei came deep inside of you with a loud grunt of the word fuck stretch out. Soon as he did, your pussy started to make noises. Queefing noises, something you were embarrassed about yet everyone in the room knew one thing from that, you were enjoying yourself a lot more than they besides Wakasa thought. Even your cervix was moving back because of your pussy welcoming Benkei’s cum inside like no other. You couldn’t even moan because Wakasa was next to cum inside of you and with the way he rolled his hips and then snapped them into your ass was enough to leave you speechless and out of screams, “ Shit baby! Your hole wraps around my cock perfectly, couldn’t resist Cumming inside of this hole.”. Besides, you could feel your voice getting sore from how hard he was fucking it. You were breathing loudly as your cream on Arashi’s cock danced down his cock and his balls, the juices causing a funny feeling in between his ass cheeks, but he didn’t care especially with your tits in front of his face.
Shinichiro stood in Takeomi’s place with his cock out as he stroked it on your lips, “ Open, want you to take my load in your pretty little mouth, wish I could’ve came on your dreamy tits sticking out the side of that apron, but they’ll be for later.” You tiredly opened up your mouth to take his load and once his cum hit your tongue, it didn’t just hit that. His cum hit your chubby cheeks and forehead— dripping down now and surprisingly when you swallowed he tasted good, salty good, but not healthy due to cigarettes and beer. He turned to his brothers and their friends with a chibi smirk on his face, “ Guess we know which group is better. Just look at how tired and happy she is falling asleep on Arashi’s chest.”
Baji and Kazutora wanted to fight him because they both did the same thing with Chifuyu as well and Baji started to yell but was shushed by Benkei and Mitsuya. They stared at each other before nodding to one another afterwards. It’s obvious who you chose out of all of them.
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old gold ☆ shinichiro won’t give you a chance ‘cause he doesn’t want you to waste your youth.. but he and his friends have never shared the same values.
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takeomi akashi x female!reader x wakasa imaushi
3.7k words. | read on ao3. | minors dni.
cw/tw : spit roast, fingering, unprotected sex/creampie, exhibitionism (heard not seen), pet names, praise, light degradation, slight burn play, age gaps, reader wears a skirt, corruption kink.
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“you look so pretty in an apron.”
shinichiro glares playfully at you out of the corner of his eyes, a smile creeping up on his face before he shakes his head.
“you know how they’ll talk to me if i burn this.”
you put on a fake pout, swinging your feet from where you’re sitting on the countertop watching as he finishes preparing dinner for the swarm of young men that were piled in the living room.
“it’s not like you’ve never burned anything before.”
he sucks his teeth at that, a small smile still lingering on his lips. you know you didn’t have much time left alone with him, that mikey would come around the corner looking for you with that chilling expression like he always does when you’ve snuck off to flirt it up with his big brother.
“and they don’t let me live it down until i cook for them agai—“
“shinichiro, let’s get married.” you cut him off and he just laughs. it’s like a broken record the way he brushes you off, treating you as if you have some school kid crush on him. like you’re not someone of legal drinking age with a fully developed brain. “i’m not a little girl.”
“i know you’re not.” he sighs through his nose, eyes leaving the stove top to look over at you and your feet still against the wooden cabinet door. “but you have so much time left to do whatever it is you want.”
“what i want to do is you.”
“you need to have fun.” he raises his eyebrows, he speaks the words softly but you know the intent behind them is firm. “you’re a beautiful girl, you’ve got the world in your palm. don’t let a relationship while you’re young tie you down.”
you want to open your mouth to answer but before you get the chance, you’re interrupted by the sound of mitsuya swinging himself around the corner. “smiley’s in here talkin’ shit about you not finishing the tournament.”
“i’m coming.” you quickly reply, hoping he’ll go away, but he doesn’t. you hop off the counter to follow after him, chewing at the inside of your cheek in frustration.
“two years.” you hear shinichiro speak from behind you and you spin on your heels. “in two years, if you’ve had all the fun you can handle and still want to get married, i’ll be here.”
there’s a smile on your face before you realize it’s there. “you’ll wait for me?”
“i don’t have anything else to do.” he shrugs and you don’t comment on how he doesn’t come off nearly as cool as he probably thought. “just workin’ at the shop.”
you nod, ignoring the calls of your name from the other room. “and cooking meals for us,” you add on, taking another step towards the living room before calling from behind the wall. “like what you’re burning right now.”
“shit—” you wish you could’ve seen his eyes go wide, and you nearly go back to fawn, until another call of your name rings off the walls and your already thin patience dissolves.
“i’m fucking coming!”
/ / /
“is it even unlocked?” you huff, irritated by the summer night’s heat as you walk in front of your two closest friends towards the all too familiar bike shop.
“should be, he said he’s hanging out with his old friends.” mikey answers.
“you should not be saying that.” draken laughs, and you know it’s meant as a shot at you.
“i only have a thing for shin’, not all old men.” you tsk.
“didn’t you tell inupi that he didn’t meet your age requirement?” draken teases but mikey is far from amused.
“my brother is not old, you—“ the shorter one starts.
“oh, it’s open.” you cut him off as you swing the door and to avoid his annoyed expression you rush inside. “shin’!” you sing, practically skipping through the bike shop looking for the man in question.
“slow down!” draken chides from behind you, muttering something about you knocking something over.
“why do you get to be the first one to say hi? he’s my brother.” mikey adds on and all you can do is laugh as you enter the hallway to the office near the back where the light shines under the door.
“‘cause he likes my face better than yours,” you swing the door open, sticking your tongue out at mikey. “obviously.”
it takes you a full minute to process who it is in front of you when you finally look and once you do, your jaw all but drops. through all the time you’ve spent as mikey’s friend, all the years you’ve followed shinichiro around, you’ve only caught glances of the old higher ups from the first generation of the black dragons. and aren’t they a sight to see.
shinichiro pulls you from whatever thoughts were forming as you eyed the other older men with a greeting.
“mikey messed up something on his bike.” you blurt, biting your lip to keep anything else from leaving your mouth. you point with your thumb towards the boys who have come to stand behind you, only to have the one you named slap it down.
“she did it, not me.”
you scoff at his lie, elbowing him to earn a nudge that sends you stumbling forward.
“i’ll look at it.” shinichiro pushes himself from where he’d been leaning against the desk, looking over to his white haired friend. “benkei, come pull the garage open?”
you watch him cross the room with hearts in your eyes, leaning into the door so your shoulder is pressed flat against it. you catch sight of his silver chain glinting in the low light, his black shirt only making it more prominent. you start to back out of his way alongside mikey, but the blonde doesn’t allow you to pass the door frame.
“you’re not gonna talk about how hot my brother is the whole time,” he pushes you back in the room, turning away and telling you from down the hall to, ‘go sit down.’
“my friends don’t bite.” shin’ smiles a promise and it comforts you slightly, especially when you catch his scent as he passes by—but not enough to turn around and face them. not until the door closes in your face and you can feel the burn of stares on your back.
“we really don’t bite,” is spoken from the couch following the sound of a lighter flickering.
“okay,” is all you manage back, awkwardly. you avoid looking at them in favor of staring at the spot where shinichiro had been leaning as you approach it.
“you shin’s girl?” makes you giggle as you hop up on the cold wood, thankful for the contrast to the warmth of your skin. but you still bite your lips, looking up at them as you debate how to reply.
maybe the whole first generation of black dragons were attractive, you think. surely draken couldn’t have been right about you just having a thing for older men. your eyes drag from the long-haired man with the prettiest eyes you’ve ever seen to the more rugged one with a unique dye job of his own. you surely knew their names… somewhere in your mind.
“nah,” is what you settle on, shrugging. “not yet.”
the longer haired one says your name like something about your response made something click for him. “he said somethin’ about you before.”
you nod slowly, curiosity suddenly eating at you but like always, you’re interrupted before you can pry.
“been havin’ fun?” the one you’re starting to realise is akashi asks another question, and you only shake your head. maybe shinichiro told them about your deal. they were some of his oldest friends, it wouldn’t be too much of a stretch to believe. “you smoke?”
“oh no, not tobacco.” you shake your head, wrinkling your nose at the memory of how it’d tasted when you’d taken a hit from hanma shuji’s cigar months back.
“c’mon,” he calls you to the couch with a wave of his hand, watching intently as you hesitate, looking towards the closed door. shinichiro wouldn’t leave you with them if they would hurt you. slowly, you make your way to stand in front of him. he leans his head against his shoulder to blow the smoke away from your face when you stop, giving you a view of his defined jaw and that scar running down his cheek.
“one hit won’t hurt.” he looks back at you and holds the cigarette up for you to grab. with shaking fingers, you take it from his fingers. you can practically taste the smoke off of his scent alone. he reeks like a chainsmoker but somehow it’s not enough to make you repulsed.
“you’re such a pretty lil’ thing,” he mutters, leaning forward and reaching out with rough fingers to skim up the side of your thigh as you take a short drag. “it’d be a shame not to show you a good time while we got ya.” your face burns at the touch, and whatever expression you make from the unexpected words mixed with the sting of nicotine hitting your chest makes him chuckle. “that’s if you can handle it.”
you cough out the smoke, quickly moving the cigarette away from where it pollutes your air. “i can handle a lot,” you say coolly, grimacing at the aftertaste. “cigarette smoke just isn’t on that list.”
he chuckles and reaches to grab the cigarette from your hold. or so you thought, his hand instead wraps around your wrist, pulling you down gently to straddle his lap.
despite his gentle guiding, you manage to be clumsy enough that ashes are dropped on the top of your thigh— the burning cherry falling with it making you suck in a sharp breath, hand twisting into his shirt and eyes fluttering shut all the same. he hums and apologizes under his breath, adjusting you on his thighs as he reaches around you to the coffee table for his lighter— his chest pressing up against yours and free arm wrapping around the small of your back to secure you in the process.
“‘ll be more careful with ya, promise.” his stubble brushes against your neck as he leans back against the cushions, fingers fumbling against the plastic and the other trying to be delicate not to break the paper. you’re not sure where the confidence comes from, but you grab the lighter from his hold and flicker the flame for him, not once breaking eye contact as he places the butt back between his lips and leans in to catch the fire. your hand falls after the flame dies, watching him take a drag as your own breath gets caught in your throat when his free hand starts to dance up the side of your body.
once he finishes inhaling, he licks his lips and you feel something heat in the pit of your stomach at the sight—shinichiro wants you to experience being young and wild, surely he wouldn’t be mad if it was with his friends. smoke is blown across your face and before you have a moment to react, the hand at your side wraps around your jaw and holds it, but doesn’t pull you forward—you move on your own.
you press your lips into his and the taste of his tongue makes you whine before you adjust to it, your hands moving from where they’d fallen limp to wrap around his neck. the hold on your face disappears and then you feel the same rough palm gliding under your skirt, squeezing at the soft give of your ass. his mouth moves from your own, down to your neck where you shiver at the way he seems to find all your most sensitive spots with ease, sucking and licking at them. you’re so lost in the feeling that you don’t even notice when he moves his hand again, not until his thumb is pressing at your clit through your panties making you let out a soft whisper of a curse and you’re bucking your hips into his touch.
so caught up in how akashi consumes your senses, it takes far too long to recognize the other man’s hand— the man you’d completely forgot was still lingering in the room—is tugging at the end of your skirt.
“c’mere.” imaushi speaks low, his gaze dragging from your chest back up to your eyes before trying again to beckon you over with a nod of his head and even as akashi pulls from where he’d likely been putting marks into your skin, you hesitate. “it’ll be fun.” he finally convinces you and with akashi’s help, you’re crawling off his lap only to realize with a flushed face that you’re now stuck between them on your hands and knees.
the long-haired man’s hands are much softer in comparison to those trailing along the backside of your thighs. imaushi wraps his hand under your jaw the same way akashi had done, and you realize that he also waits for you to close the gap between the two of you on your own. low eyes glancing between yours and your likely swollen lips until you reach to connect with his.
his lips are softer than akashi’s, you note, his tongue sweeter. he moans lightly as you suck on the muscle, his grasp loosening in favor of wrapping around the back of your neck to pull you in closer. behind you, akashi thumbs over your slit, pressing the wet fabric deeper into your folds with each pass. you’re sure you make a noise when he starts to circle at your clit, one that imaushi mimics tauntingly before he pulls your shirt up, using the hand not pinning you to him to slide under your bra and tweak at your nipples.
one of akashi’s hands work your underwear to the side, a low “shit, baby” falls from his mouth and he mimics his same movements, teasing your clit and entrance until you’re making an even bigger mess for him, the sound of him gliding through your slit obvious in the otherwise quiet room. the need to have them do something— anything else becomes overbearing.
“stop teasing,” nearly comes out as a whisper when you pull from the kiss. but you know they both hear you because imaushi looks past you to where his friend is sitting and they both laugh shortly at your expense.
“not teasin’, pretty.” the man infront of you turns his hold so his thumb is under the side of your jaw, the rest of his fingers wrapper around your throat. “we don’t rush things like the little boys you run ‘round with.”
and as to prove his point, akashi pushes a single finger into you, taking his time to press it against your softest wall that he didn’t have to guess to find. if not for it being held up, you’re sure your jaw would drop as the high whine vibrates through your throat. another is added and you’ve lost a sense of where you are, your eyes roll back and you’re pushing your hips to try and force his pace but the hand that you know is holding his still lit cigarette grabs the fat of your ass, holding you in place for him to fuck his fingers into you how he sees fit.
you can hear the sound of imaushi undoing his pants below you but you don’t register why until he brings his mouth to your ear. “spit on it for me, princess.”
obediently, you do, moving with shaking arms to pucker your lips and drop spit onto the head of his cock. when akashi adds the third finger, your arms completely give out and imaushi’s hold isn’t as strong as you’d thought because you fall right onto his lap. you can’t complain, not with the pleasure coiling in your stomach, added with the sight of him pumping his length with your spit coating him.
“how you feelin’, lil’ baby?” the words float from the other end of the couch.
“s’good, ‘kashi, fuck.” he curls his fingers and pushes them deeper than before on your last word making you squeal.
“takeomi,” he huffs and you feel the weight by your feet shift. you’re sure you’d be able to pick up the sound of him unzipping his own pants but imaushi’s hand distracts you with a guiding push towards his now fully hard cock.
you’re granted the sight of his lean abdomen when he slides his own shirt up away from where his dick rests against it. “‘nd call me waka, yeah?”
you mumble out an, “‘kay, waka,” but it’s swallowed by the gasp you make when akashi presses the thick head of himself against your entrance. “‘omi, ‘omi fuck—“ he’s easily bigger than anyone you’ve taken, in girth at least.
“s’wet.” he sucks in a breath as he pushes in slowly, holding your skirt out of his way as he pulls back after every inch he sinks in to ease himself into you. “this for us old men, little thing?”
you moan a sweet ‘mhm’ though your face burns in embarrassment. you force yourself onto your forearms and wrap your lips around imaushi’s cock, the taste of salt diminishing the thought. later you’d think about how pretty his dick was, from the pink of the tip to the veins running along the shaft— veins that you now tongue at while you take more into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks and moaning around him when akashi pushes even more of his thick cock into you and you’re starting to wish you would’ve taken the extra prep he’d been trying to do.
“what a mouth.” is grunted from above you and you wouldn’t believe the deepness in his tone if you weren’t hearing it for yourself. akashi chuckles shortly from where he’s kneeled when he feels you clench around him at what one can hardly call praise.
it’s when he finally bottoms out that his ashes fall on your skin once again, this time on your ass and you choke around the tip hitting your throat when the cherry burns you yet again, making you jump from where your hips were pressed to his.
“dirty girl.” akashi shakes his head knowingly at the way you tighten around him again. “‘nd i was so worried ‘bout hurtin’ you.”
“she like that?” imaushi asks with the most amusement you’ve heard from him tonight, which is still closer to none. but you don’t hear if he gets an answer because akashi winds his hips back and starts fucking into you— the pace isn’t brutal, but is far faster than the one he’d used while fingering you.
you try to bob your head but it’s no use when you’re forced down onto imaushi with each push of the clothed thighs behind you until you can’t breathe anymore and you have to pop off of him. your head falls back on his thigh and your nails come to dig into the fabric of his dark jeans.
“you’re good,” imaushi coo’s, grabbing your hand from his lap and using it to jerk himself off as your eyes flutter. “just be good ‘nd feel good for us.”
it’s all too much, the ecstasy they give you that you’ve never even brought yourself to, how they’re fucking you out farther than you’ve ever been, all while still treating you like glass. it makes your head spin, tears welling in your eyes as the knot in your stomach winds so tight it’s starting to fray.
“‘m close, s’close—fuck, fuck—“ you try to reach beneath you with your free hand, but akashi bats it away.
“c’mon baby, don’t insult me like that.” one of his rough hands reaches around your hip, pinching and rolling your clit between his fingers and sends you tumbling over the edge.
all you see is white as the hot static flows through your limbs, the curses escaping both the older men lost over the sound of your own broken moans. their names mix together, whined softly like a prayer repeated again and again as akashi fucks you through your high, groaning as his grip tightens into your plush skin at the way your pussy pulses around him.
“feel so damn good,” his own voice sounds worn and you let out a whimper. “‘gonna take it for me?”
you only have a clue at what he could mean but you nod and babble out ‘yes’ and ’please’ before you truly give it any thought. his speed picks up, but somehow still as gentle as he shove his cock so deep its painful and paints your walls white. it sends your eyes rolling back again just from the sensation.
“shiiiit— put your tongue out f’me, princess.”
it’s a heart racing sight to see how imaushi stares at you with parted lips, chest heaving as he throbs in your palm. you loll your tongue out just as he asked and he nearly instantly shoots his load on it with a silent moan, one that only becomes audible when you lick at his slit before swallowing what coats your tongue.
you’re floating as you’re straightened up by sturdy hands, a different set of hands massage soothingly at your thigh when you’re back upright.
“keep tryin’ with shin’.” akashi scoots to closer, letting you fall and lean into his side, one heavy arm resting along the back of the couch as the other put his nearly gone cigarette back between his lips. “he’s bound to give in.”
“”nd if not, just put it on him.” imuashi squeezes the fat of your thigh as he adds on. “he won’t be able to say no.”
all you can do is smile dumbly and nod. you’re so close to drifting off after such an orgasm and the way they speak so lowly from either side of you nearly lulls you to sleep. the only other thing you can remember before you fall into unconsciousness is the music playing from inside the shop— you wonder how long it’s be on, and why it’s so loud.
you miss shinichiro who finally comes back into the room after keeping everyone out of the hallway after he’d caught sound of your moans. miss the small rise of the corner of his mouth when he sees you all tuckered out and disheveled, the way you snuggle into akashi’s chest and push your leg into imaushi’s hand when he stops massaging at it for even a second.
“she have fun?” he asks his friends as he passes behind where you’re sat, palm falling to rub the top of your head.
“‘course she did,” imaushi answers.
“don’t get stingy when you finally put a ring on it.” akashi blows his smoke opposite of you. “even married women should have fun.”
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running into your ex
c ran haitani. keisuke baji & takeomi akashi.
here’s my content masterlist (・・ ) !
cw violence (?)
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“you can’t leave..” a whine follows.
diverting your attention from the phone towards your boyfriend, clasping it in a single forth movement as the decorative chain strings beside your hand. he was able to catch up in your attempt to leave after you claimed that you had work and you were ‘late’. “and why’s that, ran?”
unbeknownst to most, no one was able to comprehend the scene before them that had your boyfriend in dire need to have you in the sidelines to the meet-ups. now, it's pretty ordinary for a gang member harassing and following some innocent victim, unfortunate maybe—but it wasn’t ordinary to catch said gang member chasing someone for romantic purposes, as in action of affection or.. “forgot my goodluck kisses.” ran frowns.
you wanted to snort in his face, finding his excuse humorous and charming in a way but you had a front to keep ( if you wish to keep him from becoming more spoiled than he is. ) and you really needed to leave if you wanted to keep your job. 
though, it wasn’t his fault but the opposing gang; who happened to be late and by assumption that they would’ve been on time—you would’ve been able to stay but that’s not the case.
“i’m late for work.” you breathe out. narrowing your gaze to avoid his own, knowing defeat if you were to meet his stupid pout or taunting smile; he knows that. now, he’s a gang member.. a criminal, he doesn’t play fair.
and you weren’t an exception to that.
there was no hesitation in his movements, especially when planting you over his shoulder with ease and no trudge in his step—not minding the smacks that meet his spine, if anything he found amusement in it than you. “put me down, ran!”
ran turns around, barking out a laugh when you tense up at the rapid take. “hm, i happened to enjoy this view.”
he comes to a halt when someone steps in his way, observing the uniform set that differentiates his own. the hand that holds you steadily loosens when the stranger snickers. “i do too. in fact,.. i know that ass anywhere.”
ran wasn’t a man of immediate violence, at least not anymore since you became consistent in his life and he appreciates those terms but.. he really wishes to retaliate as of right now. instead, he lowers you onto the ground and notes the way you inch closer to him.. almost troubled before meeting the gaze of your ex-boyfriend.  
grimacing, your hands reach for your boyfriend’s sleeve to pull him away—to leave and avoid more trouble. “just leave him, i’m late—”
“where’s my baton?”
your expression changes, frustration settling as you try to pull him but he remains in place, not even a centimeter difference. without much said on his end ( ignoring yours. ), he reaches into your backpack and fishes out his baton—flicking his wrist to extend the chrome rod. “i did tell you that we came for a fight, right?” he beamed, alarming you and your ex.
without much other warning, his baton takes impacts on your ex-boyfriend’s face as you standby with frantic eyes. there was a voice in the back of your mind, beckoning you to put an end to the fight but you ignored it because you know better—he disrespected you and ran would never let anyone pass with doing such a thing.
so you never showed to work, instead watching your current boyfriend beat the shit out of your ex-boyfriend.
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whenever there wasn’t a meeting or an event that involved his appearance as toman’s first division captain, baji made it a routine to take you to a pastry shop afterschool. it began when he started seeing you and having to promise his mom that he wouldn’t neglect you ( not that he would but for safety measures. ) and since then, every wednesday was your day.
it was always the same, never a change in the course—same orders from before, familiar faces of the employees that tended to you and it was comfortable. 
you know,.. until it wasn’t.
“i think, i’m done.” you admit, motioning your plate across the table towards your boyfriend. you weren’t unaware of the glances that he’d take at your fruit when he’s emptied his own plate, so to save the advances of attempting to steal from you—you made it easier for him and he grins, showcasing his appreciation.
“thank you.” he quips before tossing the strawberry into his mouth.
you smile in response, wanting to admire him as he’s engrossed in the food but the sound of the bell captures your attention and with curiosity, you glance behind him and immediately narrow your gaze away when recognizing the person coming in.
your reaction doesn’t go unnoticed by baji, of course not, not when this response has you avoiding his direction. the longer you held your attention away from him—truthfully, it was only a minute—the more bothered he grew because he didn't know what’s going on or what was the sudden switch that made you hesitant to even look at him.
“why aren’t you looking at me?” he inquires, not hiding his irritation but it falters when you reluctantly look at him and it flickers behind him before returning to him. suddenly, he tenses when you motion him to come closer.
“promise me, you won’t look behind you.” you whisper when he’s finally within ear-length. he doesn’t conceal skepticism until you conclude, “he’s here.” 
he seems.. conflicted? almost as if he were restraining himself and you immediately note the way he straightens his spine. from the recollection of where your boyfriend isn’t a fan of being told what to do and well.. restriction, it never goes as planned—failing because he does what he wishes and for once, you need him to hold himself.
he catches your gaze, frowning at your silent plea to desist and he seethes at your lack of trust. “i’m not going to look.” that was a lie.
of course, you don’t know that ( although.. you should’ve. ) and you ease up in your seat, turning away in hopes to keep a discreet presence and he does the complete opposite, turning his entire body to face your ex-boyfriend. you mutter your frustration when the familiar sound of his heinous laughter hits your ears.
you trace the heavy footsteps, seemingly slower in anticipation as he finally reaches your table. “him? you must be desperate.”
turning your head to meet with his taunting gaze, about to detonate for insulting your boyfriend but there was a small tap on your hand—pulling your consciousness away to focus on baji but his attention was.. at his knuckles, as if he were studying them with numerous clenches of a fist before releasing. he shoves a single hand up to your eyes, “think they’re healed?”
the question doesn’t register in your head, not understanding entirely as you survey the blemished bruises. “yeah, why—” without a second wasted, his arm rings towards your ex and collides into his jaw. immediate swelling forms on your ex-boyfriend’s skin as he attempts to roll his jaw but he groans when the pain resides.
baji reprimands the man, provoking even as he complains about his jaw possibly being dislocated and without much listening, he turns back to you and smiles when he recognizes the admiration you spare.
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“you know..” you began, noting the way takeomi reaches for your hand before glancing at you—requesting for you to continue, “we haven’t had a date like that in forever.”
he hums in acknowledgement but also, agreement? but nonetheless, he chooses to stay silent and figure out his response with a smoke, assuming from the way he takes a hold of a cigarette from the small carton box that you’ve gotten accustomed to seeing. he leans down, motioning you to light it and by routine, you ignite it.
he takes a long drag of the stick, breathing out an answer. “i’ll try to make more time for you.”
takeomi was repentant, only sympathetic for the way that you dismissed his attempt at an apology and to savor his actions ( or lack of. ). it wasn’t that you justify him, it’s more.. you’re understanding in some sense that his job—which you aren’t much fan of—requires his appearance and ability in counseling the routes that bonten takes.
you were only appreciative that he came home as you were pretty much independent on every other term. having the ability to carry your own and without him but.. allowing you to live with your choices and have him to spend it comfortably, it made sense why you didn’t mind.
nonetheless, it was more than enough. 
“don’t be stupid, takeomi.” bumping your hip with his as you pause at the crosswalk, smiling when he meets your gaze. “our home dates are even better, especially when you come home and get all soft on me.” you tease before laughing when he airs the smoke from his nose out of embarrassment.
“doesn’t have time for you, huh? probably an excuse to get away from your pathetic ass.”
you taut at the voice, choosing to continue forth but you don’t seem to move much as takeomi remains in place. it appears that since you were just insulted, he has no choice but to handle it.. think of it as making up for his lack of presence but you don’t—wanting to leave instead as you pull on his arm.
he inhales the nicotine from the cigarette, allowing it to fill his lungs as he turns to meet with your ex-boyfriend. there’s a long silence between the two until the smoke exhales through his nose, almost as if he needed that to contemplate his next choice of action. “who the fuck are you?”
“let’s just leave.” you chided, taking his attention from the man before him and raising an eyebrow, “you know him?”
he senses that it was more than some acquaintance as you reluctantly nod and that was enough for him to understand the situation that you were uncomfortable with. 
takeomi returns to examine your ex-boyfriend from head-to-toe which somewhat intimidates the man, but instead of insults, he taunts. “hey man, you probably have some shit lungs from smoking. cigarettes kill, ‘ya know.”
“i do too, wanna see?” he answers nonchalantly.
though, his features waver when he catches the sound of your laughing. he means truth to his words, if he doesn’t do it then he has no problem with sending some henchmen to do the job but he can’t help but falter when you comment, “come on babe, you’re scaring the shit out of him.”
before your ex-boyfriend can retort, he catches a glimpse of the bonten tattoo that adorns his skin—the symbol that implies murder really was on the table and.. in front of him. choosing to live, he saunters off with a click of tongue. “whatever man.”
you meet each other’s gaze before breaking into a fit of laughter—to the point where you lean on him for support. he steadies you, taking your hand once more before commenting, “your taste in men is trash.” 
“yeah, you’re no better.” he was.
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honeybleed · 1 month
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— ★ 1ST GEN BLACK DRAGONS AS STEP-DADS
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content & warnings: fem!reader, reader has children, reader is short to shin, takeomi & benkei but around wakasa’s height, final timeline so all are in their forties, light-hearted so don’t take this too seriously lol
featuring: takeomi akashi, shinichiro sano, wakasa imaushi & keizo arashi
author’s note: they all occupy my brain like crazy so i had to write a lil sumn sumn (albeit short n halfbaked asf) 😛 also i know step fathers are through marriage so i guess dating then getting married is a long time? but whatever. divider credit to @/dejwrld also check out @/444takeomi ! they write so much content for 1st gen black dragons they’re doing the lord’s work frfr
takeomi akashi:
He is the worst step dad out of them all, I’m sorry it has to be said.
Wasn’t too thrilled when you told him you had four kids.
But at the same time, the prospect of a roof over his head with a woman that can cook a decent meal didn’t seem too bad.
Your kids hate him from the jump — it annoys them when they wanna play video games or watch television on weekend mornings and Takeomi is crashed on the couch, hungover.
Is always stealing the snacks meant for their lunchboxes.
You’ve had to slap the back of his head or throw something one too many times because he tries to get your youngest to get him beer from the fridge or asks your teenager to buy him cigarettes from the convenience store.
“I’m only 14.”
“Shit, I was buyin’ em at 14 too.”
Definition of that “go get my purse” meme cos he’ll snake his arms around your waist and kiss your neck so he can get some cash for a lottery ticket or to bet on a horse race cos he blows his own money like water.
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wakasa imaushi:
Not really an affectionate person with kids.
Gets annoyed when they cry and rolls his eyes.
“You’re getting bullied?” He’ll scoff.
But he’s not THAT heartless, he shows love in his own way.
Teaches kids self defence at his gym with Benkei if they’re getting picked on.
You know that thing foreign parents do when they don’t apologize but bring a plate of sliced fruit? That’s Wakasa 😭
Does the same shit as Takeomi n tries to get them to buy cigarettes (birds of the same feather flock together LMFAOOOOO)
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shinichiro sano:
Definition of lame and tries too hard.
And you feel had because you know to his core Shinichiro is a family man, he’s had to take care of his family since he was a teenager.
Tries to bring them to ball games and sometimes offers to pick them up from school but they’ll walk away and pretend they don’t know him.
Literally borrows books from the library about children and families when all else fails.
“What you watchin’ buddy?-”
“Shut up.”
Shinichiro is not a punk so he drops it but the last thing he wants is to make an enemy out of your kids.
Anyways, that all changes when one day, your son hears about “The legendary leader of the 1st Gen Black Dragons” at school.
And he’ll approach Shinichiro whose busy fixing up something in the garage, and asks him if it’s true.
Ends up hyping himself up when we all know Shin was getting his ass handed to him every time he got into a fight.
“You get my kid involved in that gang crap and I’m throwing your shit on the lawn.”
“Honey…no! I would never…I left that life behind a long time ago!” He says while he’s sweating bullets and rubbing the back of his head.
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keizo arashi (benkei):
You met him at a grocery store, he saw you struggling to reach something on the top shelf and things just took off from there after you exchanged numbers.
When your daughter first met him, his appearance struck the fear of god in her and she was hiding behind you.
And that just shattered Benkei’s heart, he was sat on the edge of your bed, clutching his head as you soothingly rubbed his back.
He knew he was an intimidating figure due to his appearance, but to his core the man is a girl dad damn it!
Regardless, little by little he manages to win over your little girl and soon enough, his big ass is sat at the tea table with a pink feather boa and tiara pretending to eat the imaginary cupcakes with her.
Posted up at the Bring Your Dad To School day and your daughter couldn’t be more prouder.
Is the best stepdad idc 😭
author’s note: ty for reading!! this was just something small since it’s been a while since i’ve written something hehe also ngl i struggled with wakasa bro is a playa from the himalayas 😭😭😩
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sirthisisa-wendys · 9 months
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Wendy! How do you think the Bonten gang would react to their wife telling them not to come home because both her and the babies have the stomach flu?
I will commence the headcanons!
Sick, Sick, Sicker: Manjiro Sano/Sanzu Haruchiyo/Kakucho Hitto/Hajime Kokonoi/Takeomi Akashi/Kanji Mochizuki/Ran Haitani/ Rindou Haitani x Fem!Reader
wc: 335
tw: fluff
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Manjiro Sano would look at his phone, contemplate sleeping another night on the couch in his office, then send Sanzu to look after you.
Sanzu Haruchiyo is on the phone with you, repeating some directions he found about helping with the symptoms, even though he feels really uneasy about leaving you with the babies. He chooses to observe the scene through the house cameras.
Kakucho Hitto wouldn't miss a beat leaving a Bonten meeting to take care of you. No questions asked. But when you locked him out and left him to figure something else out, he'll make sure you get medication and food delivered whenever, however.
Hajime Kokonoi would ensure you had a nurse to care for you and the kids while he remained at the headquarters. He'd call every hour just to make sure things are going well, but would be anxious to get back to his family as soon as possible.
Kanji Mochizuki isn't fucking around with a stomach flu. He'll find a way to get you to the hospital and have every single doctor check you out on threat of being turned into fish food.
Takeomi Akashi is anxious, to say the least. He's guilty because he passed it on to his family, but more upset that he'll miss the fantastic dinners you used to make. His signature lasagna is not as good as it used to be.
Ran Haitani is virtually unphased but worries secretly. He checks his phone every so often to make sure you don't need anything, but remains as stoic as ever when asked why he's sleeping in his office and not in the comfort of his home
Rindou Haitani would argue with his brother for .02 seconds before hopping in the car, ready to risk it all to make sure his wife and kiddos don't die alone. Rindou can't stand being away from you anyways, so it just makes more sense for him to "work from home". (Which is just him playing nurse to the family.)
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The type of boyfriend to,
Kill and beat up anyone who even dares to touch you or talk badly about you. If he hears anyone talk shit about you, or spread rumors. Man's is out the door, on his merry way to end that lowlife.
Will buy you an expensive car. He doesn't care which brand. You want a Lamborghini? You get a Lamborghini. You want a Bugatti? You'll get your Bugatti. Maybe you want a McLaren? Why not get all three?
You're not into cars and instead fashion and make up? No problem. You need the newest collection of any type of make up brand? No matter how expensive, he's got it. You wanna go shopping and spend hundreds or thousands? He will just give you his card and code and off you go, spend whatever amount you want. He's got the money for it.
Gifts you diamond necklaces every now and again to decorate your pretty neck, to let people know you're his. You have at least one type of jewelry to fit every single one of your outfits.
Hes very picky with choosing a partner. So when he does choose one, which is you, he's willing to go all out. He'll make you live that rich life, giving you all you ever wanted and more.
At any given moment you're with him. Sitting on his lap while one arm is around you and the other on your thigh. If anyone looks at his pretty baby the wrong way, he'll make out with you on the spot. Gotta show youre his, besides, nobody will ever have a chance with you while he's around.
Calls you "doll" or "angel" and adds " pretty" before every pet name he uses. " pretty little thing" "my pretty baby"
When jealous (because you're talking to aome unimportant peasant), he'll walk up behind you, grab your throat to turn your face towards him, and sloppily make out with you. Having you moan loudly against his lips for the other to hear.
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Ran haitani, bonten mikey, rindou Haitani, kokonoi hajime, hanma shuji, sanzu Haruchiyo, takeomi akashi, wakasa imaushi, kuroo tetsurou, Tsukishima kei, Atsumu miya, (kinda ushijima and kageyama too idk) iwaizumi hajime
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fictionallover12 · 6 months
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Making you fall again
Bonten x reader
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(Art not mine)
Sanzu was trying to call y/ns phone but she wasn't answering.
Of course who would answer to there husband's call after knowing there husbands cheated on them.
"she isn't picking up"sanzu was worrying about you not picking his calls or the other bonten members calls.
"she isn't answering mine also"rindou threw his phone on the table before resting his head on it disappointed in himself for sleeping with another woman or multiple to be exact.
"Mr and Mrs l/n aren't also picking up"Koko threw his expensive phone against the wall angry and annoyed with himself for what he had done.
Last night was a mess the bonten members decided to have a party and invented strippers and of course drugs and alcohol was involved.
All they remember was your face filled with tears last night then the morning text you send in the morning saying "Im leaving" and your location was unknown they didn't know where was she.
Mikey look at his executives "have you guys found her yet" Mikey already knew the answer but all he got was a shake of the seven heads of his executives making him lower his further down making his back arch more.
While with y/n
Y/n was at the train station ready to board the tarin while her parents was keeping an eye on her looking if she already boarded the train or not.
Y/n felt so heartbroken from her lover's betrayal she thought they were different from they were before they promise they change but she guess they didn't they will always will sleep with somebody else even if they were in a relationship just like there other exes.
As she got inside the plane and was ready to take off y/n look out of the window seeing her parents who were waving at her,she waved back she saw her mother having small tears running down her face.
Y/ns mother wanted her to stay but they both know if she stay bonten will still find her and they don't know what they will do if they found her hiding from them.
Y/n sat back comfortable in her seat as she waited for her ride to be over.
It has been a week since y/n left and bonten was going crazy if anything they saw or hear resembles something about you making them think if you they will instantly destroy it or kill it.
And in there crazynest was through the roof,Mikey kept himself lock up in his room,sanzus drug addiction gotten worst,kakucho was having flashback of you and him laughing and smiling having fun while loving each other that didn't help him not a single bit,ran and rindou were rarely home all they did was party, go clubbing, drinking and sleeping with prostitute but even if they were sleeping with virgins they couldn't replace you,your the only one who can please there needs give them the proper pleasure they needed,Koko buried himself in work making money more and more but even if he kept himself busy he couldn't stop thinking about you making himself cry while typing his laptop,takeomi quit smoking because you said he wouldn't be alive for you guys to have family but now he change it feels like he never runs out of cigarettes to smoke, dangerous smoke to fill up his lungs forgetting all the words you have said to him to stop smoking,mochi was on a killing spree he killed everybody who angry him which was everyone he destroyed all the things who reminded of him of you.
And you will you weren't any better,you were a mess you didn't bother to get up from bed having to energy to do so,and your parents kept on checking up on you but you turn off your phone .everyday you got money sent by your parents but you rarely even even eat so the money just pealed up in your bank account.
Y/n was having her sobbing session in the bedroom every night she cried waiting for some kind of warmth to hug her like everytime she cried the sweet words she would hear making her mind go on ease kisses that would burn through her skin with love and care but they didn't felt it she didn't hear it all she felt was coldness all she heard was silent and her echoing of her sobs through the room of the small cabin in the forest.
Koko was working on his laptop one day he didn't know what start up inside of him he decided to check on your GPS.
His eyes go wide so wide that it almost pop out of his eye socket.
He saw your GPS moving the red light was moving in diversity Tokyo plaza mall.
Koko hurriedly got up and ran to sanzus room where he was lock up all day,he fish out his phone out his pocket texting the other bonten members that he found you and sent your location.
Koko bang his fist on sanzus door "sanzu hurry and ready the car" Koko ran again down and across the hall where Mikey's room was.
"Mikey!,Mikey!,I found her I found her hurry up and get out"Koko yelled from outside his room.
As soon as Mikey heard it he immediately run to the door opening seeing a panting Koko who run upstairs.
Mikey push Koko out of the way running towards the garages mansion to get in on one of the luxury cars that they own.
As they both arrive at the garage sanzu was already ready but was still high, confuse and irritated on why Koko had to disturb him.but his confusion and irritation go away as soon as he heard from Koko saying he knows where you are.
Sanzu was driving like maniac not stopping at red lights and driving pass other cars making them honk at him but he didn't even give a single fuck about them his only focus on you.
Mochi was having a hard time trying to keep up with sanzus driving.
The other bonten members receive the text from Koko from the group chat and just like Mikey and sanzu as soon as they saw the message they drop everything and just run mochi pick up the others who was still trying to follow the car sanzu was driving.
As bonten arrive at the mall Koko took out the iPad that display the the red dot that was you.
While you,you were holding bags of clothes you decided to got this time and decided to give yourself some me time you got your nails done and you got your hair done that's was now in waves.
Y/n was just walking around the mall holding a ice cream in the other hand while the other hold the paper bags.
The bonten members followed where the red dot went and there eyes sparkle as they saw your back the knew it was you you were wearing a backless dress and between your shoulder blades sit a bonten tattoo.
"y/n"as soon as y/n heard her name and a familiar voice she turn her head slowly and show Mikey who look worst then ever and behind him was seven figures that was sanzu,kakucho,takeomi,Koko,mochi,and the haitani brothers.
Y/n drop the ice cream in shock and her feet start moving in a fast movement she was running away from them and to the exit of the mall.
As soon as they saw her running they also took off and run after her.
A chase.
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Hey can you make a scenerio where you confess to shinichiro , takeomi , wakasa and kisaki where you think they're sleeping and you confess to them but they actually are not sleeping and heard your confession and they also confess their feeling make it a bit long If you don't mind ❤️
Hi there 💙💛
Thank you so much for your request.
Unfortunately, I only managed to be able to work on Shinichiro, Takeomi, and Wakasa, so I hope that will still be alright.
I changed the scenarios for each of them since I hate to repeat things when writing.
I hope you will enjoy it 😊
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Title: While You Were Asleep
Pairing: Shinichiro x Reader 
Summary: You decided to visit Shinichiro while he was sick. | Genre: Fluff | Warning: None | Words: 1.9K
You made sure you had everything you needed and finally rang the doorbell waiting for the familiar sounds of running and yelling often associated with the Sano household. 
‘Good morning, Emma-chan!’ you said brightly as you saw the young blond girl open the door and smile back at you, ‘Good morning!’
She rushed over and hugged you, and you happily patted her head while hugging her back overjoyed that you finally caught a break from your studies and managed to come to visit. You were a classmate and friend of Shinichiro since the two of you were children. Even if years drifted him toward the path of a delinquent and leader of a famous Black Dragon gang, you remained his friend knowing there was more to him than any nasty rumors that might have been spreading around your school. You supported him all throughout his youth and continued to do so when he started his motor shop helping out with cleaning and taking calls whenever you had the time.
Unfortunately, exams season began, and you were forced to retreat and only stay in touch via texts which were how you found out, Shinichiro hadn’t been working for the past couple of days fighting off a nasty illness. Something he couldn’t win over with his punches or charm.
Emma looked away from you, and you happily handed her the treats you brought since it was a safe bet that the dojo or somewhere near there would be a pile of elementary schoolers running around, ‘Share them with the others, alright?’
She nodded, and you went inside. 
You stopped by the dojo if only to properly greet Shin’s grandfather who offered you a polite greeting as well before you carried on toward your ill friend’s room. 
You had been a frequent guest in the household, and if you weren’t so busy with schoolwork, you would have come even more often. Your other friends and family teased you a bit because of it, and although you dismiss their claims with a smile and Shinichiro’s my best friend speech, they were onto something. 
You knew for sure how it happened. You always found Shinichiro someone you considered a good friend. He teased and joked with you, gave you good advice, and listened, but so did many other of your good friends, yet it seemed the dark-haired young man with a charming smile always took it one step further. 
You could be struggling with school and everyone would tell you to hang in there or not take it so seriously, but Shinichiro would text you to come outside and take you for ice cream and a clever, ‘How can anyone think while being stuck in their room all day?’ 
You could have been feeling like you wanted to do something new and fun, and he would arrange for you to visit the amusement park or simply stargaze on top of the local hill. ‘Anything to keep you smiling like that,’ he would say with such ease leaving your heart pounding each time. 
You could have been counting your money to make sure you would have enough to buy the video game, book, or clothing you had been eyeing for a while, and Shinichiro would be gifting it to you on your birthday or Christmas.
How can anyone not fall in love when being treated so well?
You served as the therapist to your other friends’ relationship problems and every time, you couldn’t help but think, how could they stay with a person like that or tolerate such behavior when someone as amazing and wonderful as Shinichiro was out there still single? 
It was outrageous. When your poor Shinichiro got dumped twenty times, you almost went to each and every one of those girls and told them how foolish they were to give up on such an amazing person, but of course, you didn’t do it. You were in love not crazy.
You paused at Shinichiro’s bedroom door and knocked waiting a moment before you entered. It wasn’t the first time, you ever saw him sick, and if you weren’t mistaken, you knew the dark-haired man preferred to sleep it off and get better in the comfort of his bedroom and bed. 
Smiling to yourself as you saw him lying on his stomach with his head turned toward the wall and away from you, you came inside. There was no doubt in your mind that he was out cold, so you decided to help him out by cleaning up. 
You never noticed this, but Shinichiro would occasionally chuckle and say, ‘You’re so adorable when you do that.’
‘What?’ you asked confused but with a smile across your face since you liked his compliments. 
‘The humming?’ he clarified and closed his eyes smiling, ‘It’s my favorite type of music.’
Silly, you thought fondly and continued to work humming your favorite songs without realizing it. You made sure to pick up used tissues and arranged some of his medicine before you went and got him a new glass of water. 
It wasn’t in your heart to wake him up, so you settled on sitting down beside him and snatching one of his old manga to flip through it. You were certain, he didn’t even like them as much as you, but since there was a lack of people around you who did, Shinichiro took it upon himself to be someone you could share this hobby with. 
You paused recalling that before you turned to look over at his sleeping form from your spot on the ground and smiled fondly at the young man. 
Something about his peaceful state made you sigh a bit, ‘You always go the extra mile for me, Shin-kun. You make it really hard not to fall for you all over again. I suppose some things can’t be helped.’
You took the manga again and went to read the page only to notice movement and then a very much awake yet exhausted-looking Shinichiro turning around to face you properly, ‘D-did…,’ he cleared his throat since his voice sounded horribly hoarse and painful, ‘did you really said what I think you said?’
Your eyes widened in horror, and you covered your mouth dropping the manga onto your tights. 
‘Y-YOU’RE AWAKE!’ you screamed causing Shin to groan and shut his eyes rather painfully, ‘Not so loud,’ he winced and took hold of his neck which probably hurt a lot too.
‘I’m sorry,’ you said quickly and offered him the glass of water, you brought earlier. 
You kept holding onto it helping him drink as he took a few sips before he motioned, he didn’t want any more. 
With a shaky hand and looking anywhere, but at your best friend, you put the glass back down, ‘I thought you were asleep.’
‘My head hurt too much, I was just resting,’ he said, ‘or dying.’
You giggled despite yourself still in shock that this really happened, ‘You didn’t say anything.’
‘You were humming,’ he said and then leaned back to press himself against the wall behind him. 
You dared yourself to look up and found him taking a few deep breaths before he opened his eyes again. He truly looked awful, but the smile he offered you was delicate and sweet like always, ‘I liked the sound. It’s my favorite.’
You felt your cheeks warming up and got up wondering what to do now, ‘I’m sorry.’
‘Why?’
‘I wouldn’t have said it if I knew you were awake,’ you explained and watched his face fall a bit, ‘Did you not mean it?’
‘I did!’ you said quickly if only because seeing Shinichiro like this was like a punch into the gut, ‘Uh, I meant every word, Shin-kun,’ you licked your lips and ironed your clothes with your hands nervously, ‘But I wouldn’t have said them out loud like that. It was so careless.’
‘Yeah,’ he agreed, but a beautiful grin pulled across his face if he didn’t look so sickly, you would have, enjoyed better to see it, but you still felt your heart skip a beat, regardless, ‘But it’s the best thing anyone ever said to. And I’m so happy right now that it was you who did.’
Your eyes widened again as you couldn’t help but assume, ‘What?’
He chuckled and closed his eyes looking so weak yet smiling so brightly, ‘I love you too. I’ve been in love with you for ages.’
‘You’re delusional,’ you said before you could stop yourself, ‘You have a fever,’ you got up and put your knee on the bed so you could lean over to Shinichiro to check his forehead and confirm your assumption. 
No way, Shinichiro would feel the same. 
You played a lot with that fantasy and often forgot yourself and almost believed it, but you knew it wasn’t like that. Shinichiro saw you as a good friend. Best friend. Nothing else.
He snatched your hand and put it against his chest, right over the place where his heart was, refusing to allow you to check his forehead, ‘I’m not.’
You gave him a look noticing how pale and sweaty he looked and he sighed giving in, ‘Alright, I might have a fever, but I’m not saying anything I don’t mean either. I love you,’ he said and his cheeks momentarily warmed up before he cursed, ‘Shit, how can it be that when I finally know how you feel you don’t believe me I feel the same? It’s like I’m cursed or something.’
You giggled despite yourself, and he smiled as well while the two of you watched one another.
‘Why didn’t you say anything sooner?’
‘You’re my best friend,’ he said, and you understood completely. You knew one another for ages and were so close. If the other didn’t feel the same, you would kill this friendship forever. 
‘Isn’t that why you didn’t either?’ he asked, and you nodded weakly before smiling again, ‘I really love you, Shinichiro,’ you said, and watched as his face started to shine with delight despite his illness as he heard you say that, ‘Almost twenty years and finally no honorifics.’
‘It wouldn’t be proper otherwise,’ you said jokingly.
The two of you remained like this for a while before Shin sighed a bit upset.
‘What?’
‘I wish I could kiss you right now,’ he confessed blushing as he did which you found heartwarming. 
You bit your lower lip thinking because you also felt annoyed that you couldn’t kiss him without the risk of getting sick right after you finally had some free time from your exams. 
Still, you leaned closer and pressed your free palm against his mouth finding great joy at the excited look behind his widened dark eyes right before you planted a kiss against your own skin. 
‘Hold onto that until you’re better, Shinichiro,’ you said and watched him sigh in absolute bliss before closing his eyes all the while holding your hand against his chest, ‘I will hold onto this until the day I die.’
You giggled feeling so happy, you could cry, but settled for maneuvering him to lay down some more and crawl to the edge of the bed to read him the manga you took out loud, ‘This doesn’t count as a first date though,’ he said in a raspy voice as he closed his eyes again, ‘I want you to remember that one forever.’
You watched him with a feeling of absolute adoration in every cell inside your body, ‘As long as it’s with you, I will.’
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Title: While You Were Asleep
Pairing: Takeomi x Reader 
Summary: You found your boss, and the man you loved, Akashi, sleeping in his office | Genre: Fluff | Warning: None | Words: 2.3K
You honestly did not know why you kept on doing this since, you knew the stuffy disgusting smell of cigarettes, you so desperately tried to get rid of would only come back before you knew it. It was a part of your personal routine every morning when you showed up for the job as a personal assistant, you opened the window to chase the smell of smoke out. 
You started the job shortly after finishing school. You were desperate for money and even if your heart wasn’t completely in it, the knowledge that you were essentially a part of a crime syndicate came very quickly, you swallowed your doubts and just did your job trying not to think about the dark layers and hoping you would never have to be a part of them. 
Over time, you made enough of money to get by and improve your life quite a lot, but you were pretty sure, it wouldn’t be in your best interest to leave and find a new job. Especially not with what happened not even a year after you started at the job. 
Your position as a personal assistant to Akashi Takeomi wasn’t the worst job in the world. Despite his at times harshness, there was no denying that he was a very intelligent man who treated you very professional and good considering the alternative as you noticed or heard rumors about other assistants and their bosses. 
Even if he could be rather difficult and demanding on bad days, you couldn’t help but stay in awe at his wisdom and thought process at times understanding why he was such a trusted advisor and the person who made the most decisions around.
You weren’t friends, but you weren’t strictly co-workers either. It didn’t happen immediately, but long hours tended to mellow down the seriousness and professionalism inside your office, and it wasn’t unknown for you to slip a joke or teasing remark both amusing and annoying him as he grinned or rolled his eyes at you while blowing out that disgusting smoke.
‘You’re going to die very young if you keep doing that,’ you said partly holding onto your breath not to inhale too much of it.
He signed the documents you brought him and took another long drag before looking at you, ‘Are you worried about me?’
Yes
‘No, I would just hate to go job hunting again,’ you said and smirked at his sour look before you shook your head and admitted so he wouldn’t look so upset, ‘Also I rather like my job here. It would really be a pain.’
‘Do you, now?’
You nodded, ‘The pay could be better and the hours shorter, but my boss is such a good person, I’m sure he will think about that in the future.’
He openly laughed at that and shoed you away to finish his smoke. 
And just like that, you found yourself hooked. It was ridiculous, almost pathetic really. An assistant falling in love with her boss, who cliché was that? But it couldn’t be helped. Everything even his harshness and ruthlessness at times got to you like a fever you couldn’t seem to shake. You tried to remain composed about it, how could you not? This was your job. He was your boss. You worked for an organization that didn’t allow people to leave, no matter how insignificant or innocent your role was. You were a part of this just as everyone else, who shut their eyes and went to work every day knowing that the things that happened under the surface were evil. 
Unfortunately, after your first year on the job, it was because of your affection toward Akashi that you knew you would never be able to quit the job. You would never be able to leave him.
More time passed, and although you dealt with occasional arrangements for dates in fancy restaurants, you knew you would never go to, flowers and thank you for last night's cards, and phone calls from some of his occasional girlfriends, you still couldn’t really shake your feelings away. It wasn’t like you could do anything about them, and you honestly didn’t plan to. But whenever Akashi held the door for you or told you to get a good night's rest, your traitorous heart skipped a beat and your mind started to spin around those small gestures and analyze their meaning. 
Could he feel the same?
Ridiculous. 
He respects you as a good assistant that’s all.
After all this time, it didn’t seem to be much use making assumptions since you knew Akashi pretty well, and you were certain that if he felt attracted to you, he wouldn’t be shy about it. Therefore, he couldn’t share your feelings.
You walked into his office as you did every morning to open the window and get some of the smoke out before he would arrive only to stop in your track.
There he was lying on the small sofa, he ordered you to buy for him about six months ago, but never really used it with an arm thrown over his eyes and his chest rising and falling evenly. 
He was clearly dead to the word sleeping off on the expensive sofa in a very uncomfortable position.
He wasn’t a bad boss, and at times you spend a lot of long hours working, but he wasn’t a workaholic. It was very strange to see him decide to camp here instead of going home to his beautiful penthouse, which you searched for pictures of online. The closest you got was leaving some documents with his doorman, but it looked spacious and beautiful from the outside as well. 
He was dressed in one of his business suits missing only the jacket that was carelessly thrown over his desk chair, so you figured he wouldn’t be too cold if you opened the window as you planed. The air was horrible inside the office, and you couldn’t imagine, anyone was able to sleep like this, live like this.
You took a few deep breaths of fresh air before you turned and started to walk back. You could have gotten to the door and into your own office. It was still early, and you were certain, Akashi wouldn’t fall asleep here unless he was exhausted and needed those few extra moments. It was fine to leave him to rest a bit longer. 
However, before you could push yourself to do just that you couldn’t help but allow your eyes to linger over his sleeping form. Rarely, despite your feelings did you allow yourself to watch him so openly and shamelessly. It wouldn’t be right, and you would probably die out of embarrassment if he caught you. 
But now it was different.
He was laying on the sofa with his arm covering his eyes and looked so gentle and vulnerable. Only the bottom of his face was visible and with his lips relaxed and partly opened as he breathed in and out he looked so much younger than his real age.
You bit your lip as your thoughts started to wander. 
This is bad. I need to leave.
He just looked so handsome like this; your heart almost couldn’t take it. You never caught him looking this relaxed. Bored? Sure, but this seemed like a whole new dimension, and you couldn’t help but feel this need to reach out and touch him like never before. 
You couldn’t though, it wouldn’t be right. He was your boss and very vulnerable at this moment, and if it was the other way around, and you didn’t have feelings for him, you would be horrified that someone touched you in your sleep. 
You pressed your hands against your chest and took a couple of steps closer to him taking in his relaxed asleep state for one more time before you sighed whispering, ‘It’s truly mean to tempt the hearts of your subordinates like this, Akashi-sama.’
Your plan was to turn around and head to the door, but that never happened as suddenly the arm covering Akashi’s face moved and his dark eyes met yours, ‘Like what?’
You froze. Completely and utterly froze at the moment and watched with widened eyes and parted lips as your boss slowly sat up all the while looking at you with a hint of a smirk playing across his face. He looked like he had just woken up, but his dark eyes that never left your face carried the most intense and breathtaking look, ‘I think I asked you something. How am I tempting your heart?’
Your face caught on fire with how hot it felt, and you were certain Akashi had to see it too.
‘What is this? You refuse to answer when your boss asks you a question. That’s not a very good behavior for an assistant is it now?’ he teased the smirk still rather playfully on display across his face. 
You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, ‘Y-you’re tempting my heart with how relaxed you look, Akashi-sama,’ you said and opened your eyes looking away feeling mortified that you did. 
‘How come?’ he asked full on grinning now with a wild look behind his eyes, ‘Because you liked how I look?’
‘You’re always stressed or bored,’ you said and swallowed a bit trying not to stutter as it made you feel even worse than you already did, ‘It’s nice to see you relaxed.’
‘Nice,’ he said as if he was playing with that word a bit, and you felt like you might burst into flames from how embarrassed you felt, ‘Y-you’re being mean now though. I didn’t do anything.’
‘What did you want to do?’ he asked and got up causing you to take a step back, ‘Nothing!’
‘You sure? You stood there watching for quite a long time for it to be nothing!’ he said and purposely mimicked the way, you said it. 
You felt pathetic and humiliated now.
You narrowed your eyebrows and bowed to him as respectfully as you could, ‘I apologize, Akashi-sama, it won’t happen again. I will get to work.’
He didn’t say anything, so you decided to straighten your back on leave on your own, but after a few steps, he reached out and took your hand. 
You could count the accidental touches the two of you shared over the course of time working for Akashi on one hand, but this was the first time he touched you deliberately.
His hand is warm.
Whenever he showed his ruthless side or anger, you imagined his body would be cold like his heart, but holding your hand felt nothing but warm and comfortable.
‘Akashi-sama,’ you spoke quietly puzzled by what he was planning to do. Humiliate you more? Apologize? It was a coin toss between these two options. You didn’t dare yourself to hope that he could have something else to say to you, and you prayed he didn’t plan to fire you on the stop.
The look on his face changed a bit. It was just a hint, but if you would have to guess based on how well, you knew the man, you would say he was almost embarrassed himself or at least self-aware at that moment. 
He glanced at your eyes and even if he still looked wild there was something almost fragile inside them too. You would never admit it, but whenever during those late hours of working he opened up about his past, you got the feeling there was a softer vulnerable past where he never believed in himself that made him this way. Maybe a hidden inferiority complex from when he was younger.
He pulled you closer to him, and your feet followed stopping right back in front of him, ‘Make a reservation tonight.’
You didn’t expect to hear that, ‘Any restaurant you want for two, and you can leave early to go change into that nice dress you wore at the company’s party that one time, you know which one?’
Your heart speeded up as you realized what he meant, and you found yourself swallowing and nodding, ‘Yes,’ you bit your lip again, ‘did you like that one?’
‘On you? Very,’ he assured you pulling his mouth into another smirk, ‘You could say, I found it very mean you used it to temp the heart of your boss like that.’
You gasped unable to say anything else to that.
He brought your hand to his lips and marked your knuckles with an opened-mouthed and far too intimate to be treated for anything else but that his feelings were at least above the professional level kiss, ‘You’ll make it up to me, tonight.’
He let your hand fall down in favor of spinning you around pushing toward the door not harshly but still with a sense of urgency, ‘And no complaints about my smoking.’
‘It’s still bad for you,’ you couldn’t help but say before you could stop yourself. 
Once out of the doorway, you saw him reach into his pocket and pull out his light and the box of cigarettes, ‘Then, I guess, you will have to find some way to keep my mouth and fingers occupied.’
You were certain your heart went into cardiac arrest as you heard him say that, ‘Y-you-’
‘Get to work,’ he smirked again putting the cigarette into his mouth and giving you a somewhat teasing yet cheerful look, ‘We leave early today, remember?’
The door closed, and you found yourself inside your office smiling and feeling far too happy for your own good. 
Could this even end well?
You weren’t certain, but at the same time, you sat down and bit your lip, you looked over those fancy restaurants you thought you would never be able to get into trying to pick one. 
Koniec
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Title: While You Were Asleep
Pairing: Wakasa x Reader 
Summary: You woke up on the floor next to your crush, Wakasa | Genre: Fluff | Warning: None | Words: 2K
Your eyes opened and blinked several times taking in your surroundings for a second, only for them to stop and widened when you found the face of Imaushi Wakasa right in front of yours merely inches apart. 
Too close! Screamed your panicked mind at you as if you didn’t know.
You were certain your heart gave out and restarted trying to catch up those few beats it had missed as your mind started to feverishly run around the possibilities and reasons why the hell would you be laying anywhere with Wakasa?!
Alright, just breathe and think!
You tried to follow your own advice and do just that. 
You recalled how you went to a party with Wakasa, Shinichiro, Benkei, and a few other people. It was a housewarming party of sorts for one of the former members of the Black Dragon. 
Even though you were never an official member (the boys back then were far too protective of you) you spent most of your youth around these people watching them from the sidelines as they build one of the strongest gangs back in the day. You watched their struggles and fights on their way to gain glory and at the end of every day, you couldn’t help but feel pride over the people they became and what they achieved. 
You didn’t think, you were anyone special, but for some reason, they always took you everywhere and treated you like a friend. It was like having hundreds of big protective brothers even though they could act like children at times even nowadays.
  There was a lot of food and beer, and although you didn’t really drink all that often, the mixture of those two and a solid sleep deprivation due to night shifts caused you to feel beyond exhausted. 
‘Hey,’ you heard when you took a moment to rest your eyes that night, ‘I’m the one who’s supposed to look bored here. Don’t go stealing my persona,’ you chuckled at those words and opened your eyes looking over at Wakasa who was giving you one of his rare smiles.
Despite the exhaustion that was settled inside your bones, your heart still sped up a bit overjoyed that it could see that beautiful young man looking at you like that. 
He’s so pretty, it’s unfair!
However, exhaustion won over you crushing on your long-time friend, you couldn’t help but yawn, ‘I’m just beat. Work has been killing me lately.’
‘You should quit,’ he said like it wasn’t a big deal and moved to pick up his can of beer for another sip.
You sighed wishing it was that easy. The job sucked, but what could you do? All your friends worked so hard to achieve their dreams. Shinichiro owned in his motor shop, Wakasa and Benkei owned a gym. You didn’t want to be left behind, and you wanted to own your dream business too one day. You just needed to earn more money first before you could achieve it, however.
 ‘Can’t. I need the money,’ you said running circles over the opening on top of your beer can thinking how you will have to work again tomorrow since you got today off, ‘It can’t be helped. It just sucks.’
‘Then come work for the gym,’ Wakasa said suddenly causing you to pause your ministration and look over at him. His face carried his typical bored expression, but you knew him well enough to know, you had his full attention as his eyes never left your face. 
So unfair, you thought to yourself over how good it felt to have his undivided attention like this. 
‘I don’t think you can just offer jobs without consulting with your co-owner,’ you said feeling even warmer now and knowing it wasn’t due to the second beer you had.
Wakasa turned around allowing you to breathe a bit easier obviously searching for Benkei who seemed to be too busy drinking and talking with someone at the moment, ‘Doesn’t matter. He won’t mind.’
You giggled at how easy he made it sound, ‘You shouldn’t say that so lightly, I might take you up on that offer, and then you would have to see even more of me.’
‘I think I would manage,’ he said and put an elbow against the table in order to properly pop his head against his palm and look at you, ‘You have a cute face after all.’
You felt the familiar giddiness inside you, you always seemed to get nowadays whenever the young man acted this way toward you. It was a recent development, one which you promised yourself, you wouldn’t look too much into. It was just Wakasa’s way to kill time. You knew him long enough. Even if he appeared bored most of the time as he would rather go or be somewhere else, at times he could get a bit teasing or flirty. You tried not to make a big deal out of it after all, he didn’t see you in such a way, and you were simply projecting your own feelings. 
‘Come on,’ he said and leaned closer causing you once again trouble breathing properly, ‘You hate your job, and I promise to never have you work night shifts.’
You smiled upon hearing that and looked away for a moment, ‘Tempting.’
‘Good,’ he whispered far too close into your ear for your comfort, and you yelped causing everyone to turn and look at you curiously except for Shinichiro and Benkei who looked directly at Wakasa and gave him odd looks, you were too embarrassed at that moment to question. 
The party went on, and you accepted another beer, soon enough, the exhaustion got the best of you, ‘Here, use my shoulder.’
‘I’m alright,’ you protested weakly but didn’t fight at all when you felt Wakasa guide you toward his side. Your head instantly found a place to rest against his surprisingly comfy shoulder. If you weren’t so tired, you might have freaked out a tiny bit at least since gaining a crush on someone who was your friend meant you had to avoid casual touches in order not to blow your cover, but for now you settled for peace over how nice it felt to be resting against the shoulder of the man you loved. 
Waka always smells so nice. How unfair…
That was the last thing, you remembered, so to your mortification, you must have fallen asleep on Wakasa.
You couldn’t help but mentally cringe at your own stupidity knowing you must have been a real bother to him like this all the while wondering if you could get away with getting up and leaving before, he would notice. 
However, the moment, you tried to move, you found it impossible to do so as a pair of arms that were previously thrown over your body very loosely tightened around you and pulled you closer to your sleeping crush. 
‘Waka?’ you whispered feeling your face heat up wondering if he really was asleep or just pulling something on you, but his breathing stayed even and slow without a single irregularity.
You took a couple of deep breaths trying to cool down but found it impossible to do so when you were this close to him.
Carefully, like you were afraid to be caught, you lifted your eyes and took a close look at his face. 
Pretty
This close, and with the advantage of him being asleep, you could take your time and properly admire the man. His face was a bit feminine, and he wasn’t the tallest of his friends' group quite the opposite, but he was always liked by men and women who shamelessly approached him every chance they got. It was nerve-wracking, and you couldn’t help feeling jealous not just because they hit on him but because they had the guts to do so. He always rejected them, and you were so excited, but only for a moment, until you realized you still liked him and couldn’t say a thing. It was hard to love your friend. 
He looked even more handsome now when he was asleep because that typical bored look wasn’t present on his face. 
‘Insufferable,’ you whispered to yourself, ‘How is it that you’re beautiful even when you sleep? It’s like you want me to forever be in love with you, Waka.’
The moment you said his nickname his lilac eyes flew open and the world around you stopped as did your heart. 
No, no, no, no, no, NO! you thought as absolute dread filled your poor soul, and you opened and closed your mouth desperately trying to find something to say, ‘I-’
You didn’t have time to say anything, not that you even knew what because almost immediately a pair of soft yet demanding lips were on your own properly shutting you up. 
Oh?!
Your stopped heart started to beat again faster than ever and despite the shock, you still managed to shut your eyes and kiss the man back returning the same enthusiasm he possessed.
Perhaps, someone else might have wondered if this wasn’t a dream, but not you. Your mind went blank as the only thing you could process was kissing Wakasa back as if your life depended on it, but even if that wasn’t the case, you knew this couldn’t be a dream. No matter, how often you imagined a moment like this, you knew you would never be able to create something that felt this amazing. 
Wakasa’s mouth moved against your own forcing you to surrender to the wonderful sensation they created. They were soft as you always imagined them to be, but the way they moved was fast and hard as if he wanted to make sure they would leave an imprint against your own. 
You felt your body going warm.  
It was almost too much, but you would never bring yourself to stop it, and perhaps you would have continued the impossible-to-put-to-words enjoyable activity longer if you didn’t hear a very harsh, ‘Get a room! No one wants to see that this early in the morning!’
Wakasa’s mouth left yours, and you immediately felt its absence as if he took a precious possession of yours. 
His eyes shot the person speaking an upset look, which was rare because Wakasa almost never showed he was genuinely upset about things, not even while fighting, but you couldn’t be bothered to feel the same as your body still tingled with the sensation him kissing you brought you earlier. Not to mention you were too busy admiring his swollen and red lips knowing you did this to him. 
‘Waka,’ you said to get his attention back on you. 
He looked down at you still laying on the floor before he gave you a soft look and got up immediately taking your hand in his and helping you up too. 
You were busy earlier to notice, but it seemed a lot of your friends ended up crashing as they lay scattered across the floor. 
Wakasa kept your hand in his not once letting you go as he led you through toward the door. 
‘See you two, lovebirds, later,’ you heard Shinichiro call right before you stepped outside. 
You felt heat rush into your face again, both from that comment and the realization that a lot of your friends just saw you, and those who didn’t would surely know about this before the end of the day. 
‘Relax, if they tease you too much, I will fight them,’ said Wakasa noticing your embarrassment causing you to giggle and lose some of that embarrassment, ‘I’ll hold you up to that.’
You glanced at his face and smiled upon catching him still looking at you so sweetly, ‘You kissed me…does that mean you like me too?’
He blinked and put on a confused look, ‘You didn’t catch that?’
You opened your mouth, but he stopped the words from coming out by putting his hands against your cheeks pulling you closer to his face, ‘Here, let me repeat it to you. Slowly this time,’ he said right before he pressed his lips against your own and sparked the wonderful sensation inside you all over again.
Koniec
A.N: Thank you for taking the time and read this. I hope you liked it. Please stay safe. Have a lovely day 😊
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thekillingmoonmoon · 3 months
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ilyluffy · 1 year
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𝒰𝒩𝒟𝐸𝑅 ~ 𝒯𝐻𝐸 ~ 𝒯𝒜𝐵𝐿𝐸
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𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞
𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬: naoto tachibana + souya kawata + tetta kisaki + takeomi akashi
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut {minors + ageless blogs dni!! you’ll be blocked}
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn!reader, needy!reader, established relationship, teasing, semi-public sex, drinking, blowjobs, implied intercourse, petnames {more warnings under the cut}
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𝐍𝐀𝐎𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐀
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn!reader, established relationship, teasing, semi-public sex, implied sex
it was naoto’s fault that you were feeling so needy. the two of you came this close to fucking but then all of a sudden he remembered that you were both supposed to have dinner with his sister and takemichi. just like that he leaves you hot and bothered so that you could get ready for this so called “double date”. maybe you wouldn’t have been so irritated if naoto hadn’t been so busy with work lately. whatever the reason one thing was for sure, you were growing impatient. you were hoping that you’d eat your meals and head home to finish what you’ve started. however everyone got talking about takemichi and hina’s upcoming wedding. the longer the conversation go the more annoyed you get at this unsatisfactory feeling. at some point you get fed up and your hand starts to wander under the table. naoto stops himself mid sentence when it feels your fingers tracing his cock. “what’s the matter?” hina asks as her brothers cheeks grow flushed. he gulps down the lump in his throat before excusing himself. “sorry. i think i need to go to the bathroom”. “are you not feeling well? i’ll come with you” you offer however it’s perfectly clear that you have other intentions. refusing would risk exposing what was going on without the engaged couples knowledge so naoto agrees. “you seriously want to do this here?!” naoto hisses as you two try to discretely slip into the washroom together. you give him an innocent smile but your eyes give away that you’re anything but that. “you’re the one who’s kept me waiting” you pout, licking the door so no one would walk in on you. “you better finish what you started at home before your sisters starts to wonder what’s taking so long”. naoto grumbles to himself but starts unbuckling his pants. “get undressed” he orders bluntly. “we have to make this quick”.
𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐘𝐀 𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐀
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn!reader, needy!reader, established relationship, drinking, teasing, semi-public sex, petnames “sweetie, baby”, implied sex
you’ve been waiting all day to get souya all to yourself. you even waited for him at the ramen shop so that you could immediately go home together. plans on getting alone time were squashed by nahoya, who suggested you all go out for drinks the moment they finished cleaning the restaurant for the night. before you could protest souya agreed so you grumpily followed the twins to the nearest bad. souya noticed your pout when he ordered you your favourite drink. “what’s wrong, sweetie?” he asks, genuinely concerned as you sip of your cocktail. you don’t answer him so souya sits there with a sour feeling in his chest as he try to listen to his brother obnoxiously complain about a shitty customer they had that day. “could you believe that bastard? had the nerve to complain about his food. the ramen was perfectly fine!”. souya’s barely listening but the feeling of something creeping up his leg pulls him back to reality. he’d recognize the feeling of your hand on his crotch anywhere. turning to you in shock, it occurs to souya why you’re so upset when he spots the needy look in your eye as you tease him through his jeans. “baby… can we please wait until we get home?” he whispers as a blush forms on his cheeks. you shake your head no. you want him and you can’t wait any longer. as souya curses under his breath, nahoya asks him about the pink tint the decorated his nose and ears. “oh i probably had too much to drink. we’re going to go home” souya grabs the hand that’s been massaging his cock and hurriedly leads you to the exit. he doesn’t even give nahoya enough time to attempt to make him stay longer. hopefully he moved fast enough that no one noticed the bulge. “y-you could have just asked to go home” souya murmurs in embarrassment on your way out. “know i’ll give you whatever you want”.
𝐓𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐈
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn!reader, established relationship, semi-public sex, teasing, implied rough sex
sometimes when you had nothing better to do kisaki would let you sit in on his work meetings. he really didn’t mind because truthfully, he hated not having you by his side for even a second. today he was having some second thoughts about that. while kisaki was trying to go over finances with kokonoi, your hand was starting to wander under his desk as you sat next to him. luckily koko was too focused on the numbers in front of him to notice the way kisaki’s eyebrows furrowed as your hand wandered up his thigh. eventually you find what you’re looking for and begin stroking him through his pants. tetta manages to cough to cover up a moan that nearly escapes his mouth. at the very same time that kokonoi shoots him a confused look, kisaki’s grabs your wrist to stop you. “what’s the matter?” koko questions as you try your best to hold back a smirk. “nothing. not feeling well. we’ll continue this later” kisaki replies bluntly, all too aware of the tent in his pants. luckily koko appears to believe this and leaves with nothing more than a shrug. the moment he exits tetta’s office the man still gripping your arm turns to you with a glare. “you think you’re funny?” he growls. “well good job, you made me hard. now you’re going to have to help me deal with it”. kisaki suddenly releases your hand and stands up from his chair. “bend over the desk now” he orders, eyes dark as he watches you follow his instructions. “and don’t expect me to go easy on you”.
𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐎𝐌𝐈 𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn!reader, needy!reader, established relationship, drinking, blowjobs, slight exhibitionism, petnames “doll”
it was just supposed to be a brief dinner with you, takeomi, wakasa, and benkei. unfortunately for you the evening was taking longer to conclude than you would have liked. all the men started drinking it was growing increasingly impossible to get them to stop for the night. with your plans to get takeomi to fuck you silly going down the drain, you were very obviously grumpy. takeomi decides not to comment on your pout until the two other men walk about of the room to grab a new bottle of alcohol. “what is it, doll? you’ve got a long face” takeomi asks, hand landing on your thigh as you remained seated at your dining room table together. “said we were gonna have fun tonight” you huff, crossing your arms over your chest. takeomi raises an eyebrow at that. “we are having fun… but you mean a different kind of fun” he hums, leaning in closer to your ear. “how about this, you get on your knees real nice and pretty under the table. if you can make me cum then i’ll tell those two to hit the road”. you nod immediately in agreement before slipping out of your chair. the table cloth keeps you hidden from view but there’s no doubt that you’re there when you make yourself comfortable between takeomi’s legs. you fumble with his belt for a minute before you manage to take out his cock. a hiss falls from takeomi’s lips as you begin to kitten lick the tip of his dick. at the very same time wakasa and benkei walk back in. takeomi has to gulp back a groan as benkei asks where you’ve gone. “they went to bed for the night” he lies. “are you gonna pour us all another glass or what?”.
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hakkais-hoe · 2 years
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I don’t think that we should have friendly sex anymore ♡
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Second time lucky ig 🙄
Age rating: 18+
Warnings: sexual behaviour, mentions of sexual content, Wakasa is a hoe, female pronouns/ AFAB r.
Shinichiro, wakasa, keizo, takeomi. All are in their 20’s
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Shinsichiro Sano
You tell him in the middle of his bike shop when it’s just the two of you at night.
“Shin” You call out filling the comfortable silence the shop was in, you’d been sat watching him work from atop his desk, when you call out to him you receive a light hum in return. Pushing yourself off the desk you make your way over to him, sitting yourself down on the bike infront of him to catch his attention. He stops working to stare at you, a mischievous smirk slides onto his face when your bare legs come into view. He places caloused rough hands on your thighs sliding them up slowly.
“Something you need, pretty baby~” he purrs already getting an idea into his pretty head, you grab his hands to stop him. His expression turns confused, brows furrowing at you depriving him of his favourite meal.
“I don’t think that we should have friendly sex anymore, Shin.” Your tone is almost harsh from psyching yourself up all day. His shocked wide-eyed stare seems to bore holes into your very soul, the calloused hands once resting comfortably on your thighs rip away as if burnt by the simple touch, Shinichiro goes to push his chair away as he speaks.
“Aha shit… okay okok… so you want to stop seeing each other… I- fuck, okay… we can be f-friends i guess..” He stutters and shuffles around as he speaks, clearly uncomfortable with the situation. His hand comes to scratch the back of his neck awkwardly, avoiding eye contact the whole time unable to even glance at you.
To grab his attention back you hurriedly grab at his white t-shirt, grasping it in your fists you pull him back around to look at you, frantically trying to correct the misunderstanding.
“Nonono Shin no! I didn’t mean I want to stop seeing you! I want you to look at me, really look at me and just me! I want to be with you but not in this stupid fuck buddy way, I want you to love me.” You snap grabbing his attention fully your words spilling out before you can stop them. His hands come to grasp your shoulders eyes once again staring into your own with his pretty deep dark eyes. He’s searching for truth in your words soundlessly.
“What do you mean? You like me like actually like me? Like you’re not being put up to this by Waka or Keizo are you? Are you messing with me?” His voice comes out in a hurried jumble of words faster than he’s ever spoken before. You try to ground him by cupping his face, forcing him to look at you, you smile gently at him hoping he believes you. A wide grin starts to appear on his slightly chapped lips as he yanks you in for a tight hug.
“I like you too… haven’t looked anyone else anyway, how could I when we’re always together anyway.” He mutters happily into your neck.
Wakasa Imaushi
During a lovely round of sex just so you alone have his full attention.
“Waka!… ah! Wait I n-need to say something!” You cry out between moans from the harsh pounding of Wakasa’s lithe hips, your nails still raking bright red lines in the pale unmarked skin of his back. He grunts before pushing up onto his hands to look down at you between his arms sweat glistening across his forehead, all his attention now on your words. He cocks an eyebrow down at you, grinding his hips gently against you.
“What’s up pretty baby? Need me to touch that pretty clit huh? You close~” He purrs going to bite your nipple before he stares back into your eyes with a cocky smirk on his usually expressionless face.
“Waka I don’t think that we should have friendly sex anymore!” You moan out way too loud for the words you spoke. Wakasa stares down at you shocked and confused as he jerks back to look down at you.
“W-what do you mean? You don’t want to sleep with me anymore? You got a boyfriend or what, can he fuck you better than me? What the fuck…” Wakasa snaps pissed off just thinking about you being in a relationship with some basic fucker.
He grumbles and mutters to himself as he goes to pull out of you, your legs come to lock behind his arse stopping him form pulling out. He stares down at you in anger as he tries to remove your legs from his back, you grip his surprisingly muscular forearms your nails sinking into the pale skin to stop any movement, his eyes flicking up to stare at you in annoyance.
“That’s not what I meant Waka! I mean I want to fucking be with you, fuck. I don’t want you fucking other people I want to be exclusive… just us two.” You explain hurriedly hoping he’s listening. He looks back down at you curiously.
“Wait you want to be my girlfriend? Uh… well… I could probably get behind that idea I guess. We spend enough time together anyway and you know what I like… yeh okay sounds good.” He mutters before his hips rock back into you roughly staring up another round as he nods to himself.
Takeomi Akashi
Accidentally psyching yourself up too much and shouting it out in front of the others too
On your thigh rests the hand of Takeomi Akashi, the man you’ve been having really fuckin good casual sex with, only problem is that you really don’t want it to be causal anymore and the hand gently caressing your thigh despite being sat with his friends is proving that.
“I don’t think that we should have friendly sex anymore!” You practically shout in Shinichiros room, you couldn’t even look up at the other four you didn’t need to, to know that they’re all staring straight at you with shocked wide eyes. Beside you Takeomis hand moves from your thigh to rub the small of your back gently then he clears his throat to grab your attention.
“You alright kid? Let’s take this outside yeh? Don’t think it’s a conversation for everyone to hear, c’mon.” Takeomis deep rumbling voice perforates your ears like a soothing melody, you wordlessly follow the tall man outside where he chooses to lean against the wall and spark up a cigarette before looking at you.
“We’ll go on then, let’s hear it, kid.”
“I don’t want to just be your play thing anymore Omi… I want to be with you, want you to stop looking at others ‘nd just pay all of your attention to me! I know it’s selfish but I really like you!” You practically shout again, face flushed and highly embarrassed but you knew you had to get it out already. In front of you Takeomi chuckles and stomps out his cig before strutting towards you, backing you up into the wall behind you where he cages you in, he cups your chin making you look up at him.
“Well hi there.” He coos grinning down at you. “I already knew all of this Darlin, haven’t even been anywhere near any bitches since I got you, you’ve been mine since I met you, since I fuckin touched you.” His voice is a gravelly mutter, he barely finishes his sentence before his lips are on yours.
Keizo ‘Benkei’ Arashi
After some glorious rounds of rough mind blowing sex 😮‍💨
“Fuck that was amazing~ How ya feeling? Want some food ‘m gonna get summat, n’ should probably feed you some actual food before you run off.” Keizos loud voice fills the room as he walks to his bathroom for a cloth.
Instead of replying you sit up fiddling with the seams of the sheets as you muster up the courage to tell him how you feel finally. He saunters back into the room when you don’t reply to find you looing down at your hands, dread sits in his stomach like a lead weight at the thought that he might have hurt you. He quickly comes to perch on the bed one hand coming to stroke your leg above the sheets soothingly.
“Hey now, what’s wrong? Did I hurt you? C’mon sweets speak to me… I’m sorry if I hurt you just tell me where it hurts.” Worry fills his voice as he speaks to you, his head comes to lean against yours, forehead to forehead, his gentle manner when he speaks to you and only you is what prompts you to spit out the words.
“I don’t think that we should have friendly sex anymore…” You’re voice is barely even a whisper yet he hears it completely. At your quivering words he quickly goes to move away but you grasp his hand on your thigh and cup one of his cheeks as you look up finally.
His eyes are filled with confusion, he doesn’t know what he did wrong.
“Why… you don’t want to be with me anymore? What did I do- no it’s okay… if that’s what you want sweets.” He grumbles trying his best to be supportive, your tears start to bubble over the edge at his dismissive tone.
“N-no I don’t want that… I want us to be together… exclusively. I don’t want us to see other people ever. I want to be yours.” You wail, tears now spilling freely in relief at finally speaking your feelings to him. His eyes stare at you incredulously, pure disbelief written on his face he chuckles at the situation before lifting you to sit on his lap. His warm lager hands covering your back comfortingly, he rests hes chin on the crown of your head before moving to lay kisses on you hair gently.
“Jesus sweets, we’ve both been misunderstanding things eh. I thought we were already together, thought you were just being weird about staying over probably should have questioned it…. You’ve always been the only one for me.”
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Taglist: @loonashadow @bontensbabygirl @reiners-milkbiddies @wakasagurl @honeybachira @coldcoffeeholic @sunahyejin @haitink
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milkyboiiiii · 8 months
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Whenever you're sitting on Takeomis lap he'll blow smoke in your face 'cause he "felt like it"
He's such an ass, but he's hot soooo
He'll blow smoke in your face and laugh as you cough. If you start to pout he'll give you fake sympathy "aw my baby can't handle a little bit of smoke? What a shame" he's smirking as he says it and as soon as the words leave his lips he's laughing. He's an asshole but his dick is good
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rozcdust · 1 year
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Come back (to me)
Pairing: Takeomi Akashi x F!Reader
Genre: Crack
Word count: 1.2k
Warnings: Kidnapping, violence, guns being pointed at someone’s face
You get kidnapped, and the kidnappers send Takeomi the tape. You’re not happy about the money asked for your rerturn.
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Kokonoi was the first to arrive at work that day, per usual.
At 11:36 fucking a.m.
The meeting was supposed to start at 10, but everyone really knew that meant it’ll start anywhere from 11 a.m. to 7 p.m.
Fuck’s sake.
Honestly, he should start charging everyone a late fee. How is he supposed to arrive fashionably late with a Pink Drink from Starbucks if every other motherfucker isn’t even there?
Jesus help him.
As he sips his drink, considering just calling everyone one by one to scream in their face, he slams the door to the building open, something snagging at the entrance.
He huffs, assuming the carpet got caught in the door, but as he looks down to correct whatever was wrong, he only finds an envelope there.
He raises an eyebrow.
Picking it up, he inspects it, gently pressing the envelope between his fingers to ensure there wasn’t anything explosive in there, but all he felt is a small, long oval lump.
Turning the envelope around, there was no return address, but Takeomi’s name was written on it in shaky, barely legible handwriting.
Well.
Koko decided to take a plunge, and ripping open the envelope with his teeth, he raised an eyebrow at what he found.
A USB stick.
It couldn’t be anything good.
Fuck.
He better call him.
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Takeomi bounced his leg, waiting for the laptop Kokonoi provided to accept and open up its content.
A pop-up opened up, with three files creatively titled ‘video1.avi’, ‘video2.avi’ and ‘video3.avi’ being the only content.
Takeomi took a long, ragged breath as Kokonoi paced behind him, biting his nails, and clicked on the first one.
His stomach churned.
It depicted you, in a dingy warehouse, bound to a chair and duct tape over your mouth, makeup smeared and eyes red and puffy as tears streamed down your face, a man wearing a face mask standing next to you with a gun pointed at your head.
“Well, as you can see, Akashi,” An unfamiliar voice spoke behind the camera, chuckling, “We got something that belongs to you. J, take that shit off her mouth.”
The man standing next to you ripped the duct tape off, visibly making you flinch as a loud sob escaped your mouth, head hung low, shoulders shaking.
Kokonoi cursed behind Takeomi as Takeomi gulped, panic flooding his every sense.
“Please…” Finally, you spoke, teary eyes looking up at the camera, more sobs following, “Please, I don’t know anything!”
“We don’t give a shit about information.” The man next to you, J, scoffed, pressed the gun harder into your temple.
Takeomi felt like he’s been shot.
He knew you were a mistake, he should have kept you away, he shouldn’t have gotten involved with you in the first place, look where that has gotten you- Where it has gotten him.
He found comfort in the fact that besides the tears and smeared makeup, you seemed okay, there were no bruises or cuts visible, so at least they didn’t harm you.
Yet.
He’ll hunt those bastards down and tear them apart limb by limb if they touch a hair on your head.
“We got your bitch, Akashi, and there’s a price to pay for her.” The man behind the camera laughed.
“Please, Omi, help me…” You whimpered out in fear, eyes shut as you tried to collect yourself, “Please, I have an exam on Tuesday, I can’t fail, Takeomi, I’ll have to retake the year! Baby, please…”
Kokonoi quirked an eyebrow.
You’ve got a fucked up sense of priorities, besides, he’s pretty sure your professor would have taken ‘Being held hostage’ as a valid enough excuse for not attending the exam.
The sick bastard next to you laughed.
“J, untie her hands. Give her the ransom note.”
The man in the mask did as asked, letting you rub your sore wrists for a second before shoving a notepad into your hands.
You flinch, taking a shaky breath, but quickly rubbing the tears away with the back of your hand, your eyes flicking down, beginning to read.
“Akashi,” You stop, letting out another sob, “If you ever want to see your whore alive again-“
You seemingly broke down again, bawling and whimpering, tears dripping off your cheeks onto your lap.
“Leave 6 million yen-“
You stopped crying to make a face of confusion, looking up and glancing at the man still pointing a gun at your head, and the man behind the camera.
“Sorry, mister kidnapper, I don’t mean to tell you how to do your job but- 6? Really?” You raised an eyebrow, wiping the newly formed tears away, “Is that like, a going rate in the industry or…?”
The man in a mask furrowed his brows, insecurely looking at the man behind the camera.
The guy behind the camera cleared his throat.
“Um, there isn’t really an industry? It’s just what we… We thought would be an appropriate amount?”
“Bruh.”
“Like, you’re just some whore Akashi keeps around, no? 6 seems plenty-“
Takeomi clearly saw the look in your eye shift from deep, damning fear into annoyance.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
There she goes.
“First off, I am not a whore, I am the whore. Second, 6 million? Bitch- That’s all you think I’m worth?!” Yelling, you slammed the notepad onto your knees, “Are you fucking for real? Not even like, 10?! Or 20? A nice round number? 6? 6?!”
You started untying your feet, the man in the mask pulling the safety off his gun, an alarmed look on his face.
“Bitch, I don’t know who the fuck think you are but-“
“Get that shit out of my fucking face! You’re being such a fucking beta male right now, I swear to-“ Without a second thought, you smacked the gun out of the man’s hand with the notepad, standing up and continuing to beat the man with now rolled-up notepad.
The video cut off.
“Your bitch is fucking insane.” Kokonoi muttered, standing right behind Takeomi right now.
Takeomi hummed in agreement as he clicked on the second video.
It was just a minute and twenty seconds of you somehow getting ahold of a leg chair and still hitting the masked man.
Oh well.
Video three.
It depicted a now sobbing man, different from the one previously holding a gun to your head.
His voice was the same as the one previously holding the camera.
“Please, Akashi, we fucked up, take her back-“
“Bitch, what you crying about? You look like you cry when you cum too- Jesus fucking- Give me that before I- Hi Omi!” You wrestled out the camera from the man’s hands, shoving him to the ground before graciously offering the guy a few more kicks.
You look up at the camera and smile.
“Hey babe, so, I know this seemed scary and all, no worries though, I will call them an ambulance.” You turn to look back at the masked man, who was clutching both his ribs and his crotch, curled up on the ground, “I may have gone overboard, but oh well. 6 million? Can you fucking imagine? The disrespect- Anyway, I know we had an argument a few days ago, but pinky promise I’ll make it up to you, see you today at 9? Okay, cool cool, send my love to Kaku, mwah mwah, bye!”
The video cut off.
Takeomi sighed.
Yeah, he shouldn’t have been worried.
Crazy and stupid really is his type.
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morosis-haze · 2 years
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hii babes i was wondering if u could do a tr boys x( beyonce )reader maybe bonten?like how their s/o is famous and they are world criminals .have a good day <3
𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰/ 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐬/𝐨
A/n: Gn!reader. Mocchi isn’t in this b/c I was struggling to try writing for him, when I feel like I have his character down maybe I’ll do his version. I’m sorry this request is late, but I hope you enjoy.
Warning: curse words, threats, words implying to violence
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𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨—
- there’s a bunch a people who know y’all are dating just not the whole public
- mikey knows how to keep peoples mouth shut
- let someone see y’all together and he is on them
- doesn’t go anywhere with a lot people though to begin with
- being in a relationship with Mikey would be complicated at times he wouldn’t always communicate and would push you away
- with you being busy yourself caused more problems
- you have to have patience to make sure you get Mikey to sit down with you every once in a while and actually spend time together
- Mikey does love your private moments
- at times he’ll make up a random game
“How about I say something and you sing it to me back”
“mikey ..”
“What it will be like an exercise for you,right?”
𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨—
“ So, can I listen to the album?”
“Sanzu it’s not done yet”
“Just one song please”
- you played 2 seconds of a song and didn’t let him hear more than that
He just paused and stared at you in disbelief “… that was not the full thing”
“Yeah I never agreed to let you hear it”
-Dramatically flailing out his arms and whining “I didn’t even get to hear your voice”
- Negative comments are something you’re already used to, but let anyone say even the slightest negative shit about you near sanzu and we might have to pray for that person’s life
- “people who listen to y/n are brainwashed” “ I don’t understand people who listen to y/n they don’t even sound good”
- sanzu just has to go ‘talk’ to this person cause ain’t no way they said such bullshit with confidence
- y’all relationship did get to the public quickly, but that ain’t really surprising
- this of course caused discourse, and now a bunch of articles are on you
- “y/n seen out with bonten member”
- the album you dropped afterwards still hit #1 sooooo you do you
- everything that was being said was getting to sanzu though
-he didn’t want to cause you any problems
- you reassure him he isn’t causing major problems and your relationship will not end
𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞—
- koko had showed up to a photo shoot of yours one time and let me tell the look on these peoples faces
- they’re all having a wtf moment seeing you send a little wave his way
- they knew better than to question the relationship when seeing the side eye koko was sending
- just making sure nothing’s going wrong
- whenever he does want to go out with you it’s always in a secluded area where everyone knows him, and knows not to open their mouth about how he’s with you
- he’s quite helpful when it comes to your career
- you want his opinion on what the album cover should be he’s right there giving reason why the first cover matches the energy of the album better
- right there when you have writers block, letting you know there’s no need to rush
-he’s your assistant but he’s not
𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨—
- your biggest fan
- very careful with his relationship with you
- he didn’t want it to get public that you’re dating a bonten member as he knows how it could effect you
- now kakucho is a very supportive boyfriend
- he’ll listen to your songs on repeat, and then praise you for your work every single time
“ you did amazing on this!”
- though at times he forgets not to play the unreleased songs
- you showed up to his place and heard your song blaring through the walls
- like sir you can’t do that
- kakucho doesn’t want to cause any problems, but give the word that someone’s been messing with you and he could go handle it then he’ll do just that
- he won’t involve himself in a situation till it’s necessary
- kakucho just minds his business except when it comes to your music
𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐢 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢—
- was here since day motherfuckin one in your career
- Takeomi is like your bodyguard at times
- “ y/n when do you plan on giving us another album? It’s been such a long time since you dropped-” this person kept on pressing you while being all up in your face
- that’s where takeomi comes in cause ain’t no one gonna make his s/o feel uncomfortable
- odd as it is to the media y’all are just coincidentally in the same area there ain’t a photo or video to prove you and Takeomi actually know each other
- have people all on the internet concerned for you, some think you’re in bonten, just a list theories
- Takeomi just knows how to make sure you guys aren’t caught looking like you’re together
- he knows y’all are both busy people so he tries his best to make sure there won’t be any interruptions when you’re both together
𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢—
-shows up to your studio every time you’re there
-he knows he’s intimidating people there
-you got writers block and he’ll help in some way
“Let me do a verse” “mmm actually i just thought of what I wanna say. How about next album,ran?”
- when your relationship did get public it was a mix of hate and amusement from people
- he didn’t give a fuck
- went out for dinner right after like it was nothing
- “so, are you paying?”
- the nerve of him to ask like he didn’t order damn near everything off the menu
- thing is with ran he’s doesn’t care being in public with you cause he wishes someone would try you and him
𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢—
- another who’s wants to keep the relationship private
- rindou will just be sitting in your studio as you record songs
- only other people in there being your closest friends that work with you and they had no problems with rindou or either they decided to be quiet then to start one
- rindou does get jealous of the people that get to be around you
- seeing another so close to his s/o on the media and he can’t even be there due to the issues it would cause
- part of him wishes to let everyone know you’re dating him, but the problems it could cause you isn’t worth it to him
-bonus: rindou def was a fan when he met you
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itjazzbicch · 4 months
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Long Night
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Pairing:  Takeomi Akashi x Fem Reader 
First time writing for Takeomi, so I hope I did well! 
Summary: Returning home after years of living in a different country, the reader ends up racing a stranger who turns out to be her old friend Takeomi. Reuniting and hanging out together for a night ends up being a long night as certain feelings create a tension that is quickly shattered...
Warnings:  SMUT! (18+ ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!) Smoking, drinking, racing w/a slight cop chase, unprotected sex (wrap it before ya tap it!), slight spanking, praise, pet names (baby & good girl), creampie, a bit of rough sex
Word Count: 2.4k 
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It was good to be back home from across the world. I already had a furnished home, and had some things to settle in the night, but it felt good to hop on my bike, having to drive through the city to get home.
Of course, I hit every red light on the way home and wasn't even halfway there. While waiting for the light to change, a bike next to me caught my attention.
It was nice! The other driver had a helmet on, too, hiding their identity, but I supped them and gave a thumbs up to their bike as a compliment. Their response? They revved their bike at me.
Looking at the lights, it was about to change at any moment now. So, I got ready and revved back at them. They only revved back, and I did the same, our back tires smoking as the light turned green, and we both took off.
There was nothing like racing that made my blood pump and my adrenaline rush. Whoever I was racing indeed had experience and guts. Little did they realize I did, too.
We were neck and neck, swerving past other cars, drifting through an intersection; my tires left behind dark tire marks, running through a red light.
I had to laugh at the driver as they looked at me like I was crazy. Even with a helmet on, I could read their expression, but I started thinking. The direction we were heading showed that they were familiar with how some gangs raced around here. I wondered if I knew them, ready to lift the visor on my helmet to speak, but we both looked back briefly as we heard sirens.
"Shit!" I groaned to myself, throwing up a peace sign to the other driver before taking some alleys to get away from the cops.
It didn't take long for me to get in the clear. I needed a second to breathe and get my heart to stop pumping so fast; I headed to an old parking garage that not too many people used, just to find the same person I was racing in the garage, too.
Now, this was too coincidental, saying before taking off my helmet:
"Yo, do I know you?"
"Y/N?" They surely knew me, taking our helmets off simultaneously, seeing that it was Takeomi.
"Takeomi! Holy shit, bro!" I couldn't believe it, smiling and giggling as we hopped off our bikes to hug each other.
"I should've known it was you," He laughed, swaying as he hugged me, "I only know a few people who drive like a maniac."
"Oh, you're one to talk!" I laughed, playfully shoving him, "Just be grateful we avoided the fuzz, dude!"
"Good point," He chuckled, pulling out a cigarette to light up, "Gonna let the heat die down a little before I head back out."
"Same," I sighed out of relief, no longer hearing any sirens; another thought popped into my head, "You got any plans tonight? I haven't seen you in forever! We got to hang out or something!"
"Just your luck, I'm free," He smirked, blowing out the smoke and ashing his cigarette, making me smile more:
"Sweet! You can come see my place."
Nodding and finishing his cigarette, we hopped back on our bikes, winking at him before putting my helmet back on:
"Just follow me if you can keep up."
"If it weren't for the cops, I would've won," He spat, laughing at him:
"Just wait till we can race again! I'll make you eat your words!"
As much as I wanted to race again, I kept things calm and took the back way to my house, leading him into the garage, parking and putting my helmet on the shelf against the wall, then grabbing the door:
"You want a drink or anything?"
"Sure," He followed, looking around my house and complimenting, "This is nice."
"Thanks," I smiled, heading into the kitchen, "It's all one floor, but I like it."
Nodding and leaning against the island, I could tell by the look on his face that he would ask me a particular question, answering before he could ask by pulling out an ashtray and sliding to him.
"Read my mind."
"Be grateful that I like you," I teased, opening the fridge and offering, "So, normal drinks, or do you want the hard stuff?"
"You know me," He smirked, laughing and grabbing the liquor, going to the couch:
"C'mon, nothing like a drink with an old friend."
"Can't argue with you on that one," He smiled, bringing the ashtray and joining me on the couch.
It was lovely to sit and chat, joke around, and reminisce. Takeomi, Shinichiro, and I were one hell of a trio when we were younger, and it felt like those times again. The more we talked, the more time passed, not realizing it was already late in the night.
"We've been drinking, and it's pretty late," I realized as I looked at my phone, "Just spend the night, 'kay?"
"'Kay," Fixed on his cigarette, I got our glasses and returned to the kitchen to clean up. After washing the glasses, I put the bottle back, bent over as I was fixing some things in the fridge, and noticed the red ring of his cigarette burning in the corner of my eye, but he wasn't ashing it.
"You burn my couch with that, and I'm gonna kick your butt," I warned, looking as he pretended to hold it over the couch, joking:
"What a shame that'd be. This is a nice couch."
"That's it," Standing and marching over to him, I was able to snatch his cigarette, only playing around, "You lost your smoking privileges."
"Hey! I was messing around!" He groaned, trying to get it back. There wasn't much left of it, and I was laughing while trying to dodge him, putting the cigarette in my mouth and pressing his hands into the couch, practically straddling over him as I had his hands pinned with my knees.
"Oh no," I inhaled, blowing out the smoke and ashing it in the ashtray beside me.
"Thought you gave up smoking?" He murmured, fixed on my lower half, "Also, that hurts."
"I have one every once in a while," I huffed, fixing my knees so they weren't hurting his hands anymore, sitting on his lap, "Better?"
"Yeah," He hummed, squeezing my thighs before settling on my hips, his head falling back a little as he smirked, whispering, "That's a lot better."
"Oh, I get it." Retracing my memory, I realized he was staring at me while I was bent over; thus, why he wasn't paying attention to his cigarette. Chuckling, "If you want something in particular, why don't you just go for it?"
"Bold of you to assume that I wasn't going to," Sliding his hands down to my ass and taking a hard squeeze, our lips smacked together; just a few parts of our lips later, his tongue explored my mouth before biting my lip, spanking my ass as he growled, "You don't know how long I've been waiting to tap this ass."
It was so long ago already since we last saw each other, my lip popping free from his bite as I stood up, starting to take off my clothes and give him a little show:
"Sorry that I kept you waiting so long."
"It's alright. Just make it up to me," He grinned, looking me up and down before his eyes followed me as I stepped out of my pants, headed to the door that was for my bedroom, my back facing him as my bra fell next, then my panties.
"I can in here if you want it," I teased, shaking my hip at him before laughing and heading into my dark room.
"You're gonna get it," I could hear his clothes dropping with his footsteps, turning on the lamp as he came in shirtless, joggers sagging, standing at the end of the bed as I was under the covers, teasing him with a finger:
"C'mon, baby."
Tossing his box of cigarettes, lighter, and keys to the nightstand, he quickly stepped out of his joggers and briefs, his cock standing against his stomach, my mouth watering as I was so fixed on it, squealing as he ripped the blanket off the bed, taking me by the ankle and dragging me down, set in the middle.
"Think you'll tease me like that, then be in charge?" He growled as he crawled on me, still holding my ankle, taking the other and snickering, "Just when I was thinking about being sweet with you."
"You know I'm no saint, Takeomi," I blew a kiss, sucking in a deep breath as he brought my legs together, pushing them toward me to expose my dripping cunt, slapping his cock against it before trailing down to tease my entrance:
"I know. I always called you my little baddie, remember?"
"I r-remember," My breaths were already hitched as he spread my legs back open, setting his tip in.
"But tonight? You're going to be a good girl. Got it?" Feeding an inch, my eyes closed softly as I moaned at the slight stretch, but that slightness turned into what felt like a small tear, his hips bucking into mine and slamming his cock deep, taking me by the jaw as a sharp moan shot out of me, nose to nose as he repeated, "Got it?"
"G-Got it-t," I stuttered out, jaw hanging as he pulled back and slammed his tip into my sweet spot, spitting out, "I'll be a good girl."
"Good," He hummed, hooking his arms under mine, his thrusts slowing down, his whisper making me break out in goosebumps, "I've been waiting for years. Wanna take my time with this sweet, little pussy."
"'m sorry I made you wait so long-ggg," I breathed carefully; that tearing eased away, and I was still so full but now wholly submerged in ecstasy.
"It's 'kay," With his mouth leaving marks all over my neck and chest, he was only driving me crazier, tongue swirling over my nipples once his hickeys formed, his pace picked up, electric heat tingling from my head to my toes, "Worth it. You fit me like a glove, baby."
"Uh huh," My head dipped back further and further the quicker he went, his arms fixing on the sides of my head, loving the fucked out expressions on my face, gripping his triceps hard and whining, "Take-"
The orgasm coming for me had me shaking with need. Not being active for a long time and then getting the life nearly fucked out of me had my body losing control much more quickly. All that could be heard was my moans mixed with the slaps of wet skin, the slaps growing louder as I repeated:
"Take!"
"What? Need a little more?" Slithering his hand down to find my clit, my moans got lumped and stuck in my throat as his fingers were quickly soaked, slipping but still rubbing, my clit raw and the jolts all over had my vision blacking out, just feeling his hair, arms wrapped around his neck as I started kissing him, even when I couldn't keep my mouth shut, then back to gripping his arms, digging at his skin as my orgasm was so earthshattering.
It was so intense that he dropped whatever was left of the act he pulled when we first started, our chests meeting and I was able to feel how hard each of our hearts was beating, how heavy our breaths were as he was groaning, my legs latching around his waist and trying to crush him with my thighs.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I babbled, whining sharper as he was still fucking me, my grip pulling him deeper each time, panting to him, "I need that again."
"We have plenty of time," He panted softly, pulling out so he could drop to his back, guiding me on top of him, "I wanna see what you're made of, now."
"Give me just a second," I breathed, letting my nerves die down some before sitting on the tip of his cock softly, whining at how much stronger the friction was this time.
"Easy," He cooed, holding my hips, whispering as I rolled my hips, falling closer and closer to his base each time, "Fuck, you're so tight. That's what I like."
"You like that?" I cooed back, dropping on all his cock, bouncing then grinding against his hips, gripping at the sheets and biting my lip as I moved faster, whining again as I felt his cock throbbing against my walls.
"Cum for me real quick, baby," His voice was low, thumb at my clit again, rapid this time, and the intense shock from it almost made me fall to his chest, my hands pressing hard against his chest while I tried to keep going, feeling myself getting close, but my hips kept jerking and trying to give way on me.
"It's s-soo h-hard, Take," Back to biting my lip with my nose flaring from heavy breaths, head down low, his other hand guiding my hip up and down on his cock, getting his tip back to my sweet spot.
"Cum. I know you're right there," He was right, forcing myself up to rock back and forth faster, not knowing how hard I was rocking, even when my ear started ringing, his pants and groans sounding dim, "Got damn, baby."
"God!" I was truly out of my mind, feeling worn out and clenching harder than before. I thought my first orgasm was overwhelming? His cock, our thighs, my brand-new bed sheets? Drenched. And somehow, I was still bouncing on his cock that was throbbing more than the first time, crying out to him, "Why's your dick so good, Take?"
"Why's your pussy so good?" He pulled me down to him, one arm wrapped around my head, the other keeping my ass still as he picked up his hips a little, his thrusts a little sloppy but still had speed, "You just want me to fill you up with how hard you were riding me, huh?"
"You can," Just those two words had him tensing up, grunting more as I sounded so sweet in his ear, "Fill me up, baby. Please."
No more words; I buried my face in his chest as warm strings of white seed coated my walls, leaking out even while still stuffed with his cock. We both just laid there panting till he reached for his cigarettes, lighting up, rubbing my back, and blowing out the first puff of smoke:
"Don't wanna let me go, huh?"
"That and I am beat," I chuckled, looking at him, "That was incredible, Take."
"How long has it been since we've seen each other?" He breathed, brushing back my hair, smiling, "All that tension was bound to break soon."  
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