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chronic-claire-universe · 1 year

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Tokyo Revengers: Loosing Their Virginity

Hello my dust bunnies, it’s been sometime since I actively write in here but I’m back with this: how did our favourite loose their virginity? Come in my ask box and suggest characther for jjk and haikyuu too because I want to try this format with these fandoms too! Enjoy it!

Thanks my dear @marvtales for beta reading and suggesting me!

Characters: Kakucho Hitto, Ran Haitani, Shuji Hanma

Warnings: Smut, Biting, Orgasm Denial (Accidental), Quickshot (iykwim), Masturbation, Dry Humping, Use Of Drugs, Consensual Sex Minors DNI, 18+

LOVE MAKING WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND

The first time Kakucho felt the need to discover his desires was when he knew you, a simple girl with the purest smile he ever saw and your soft hand caressing his scar, “You’re so beautiful Kaku” you say before sealing your lips to his, his hands leading him to your curves and for the first time. “y/n” he moans while biting his lower lips and deepening the kiss, “Wanna do it Kaku?” you say starting to grind on his lap and feeling his cock hardening at your movements, “Fu-fuck yes so good, keep on moving angel” he says throwing his head feeling the orgasm blossoming from your grinding, “Please Kaku fuck me” you plead desperately before taking his pants and seeing his cock for the first time, red angry with a pearl of precum, “Go on angel ride me” he says while you look at his cock, Kakucho feels on cloud nine, everything is natural even though he never felt walls so warm around him, the stiled movements make you moan his name like a mantra, the coil threaten to snap already and Kakucho knows it, taking a nipple on his mouth he starts to rub your clit and meet your thrust you say your names and he blows his load in the most beautiful face. “That was really good y/n, thanks I love you” he says before taking you with his built arms to the bathroom and lay together with you in a bath.

PUBLIC SEX WITH AN UNKNOWN OLDER GIRL

Ran was in second year of high school when the girls and boys threw themselves at him and hoped he would choose them as his next fling, or that’s what they thought, Ran Haitani can’t be a virgin right?

He was really good at making them think he was an expert but reality is that he never had the chance to do it, not completely at least. The problem for him was not finding someone, the problem was trying to convince these young girls to finish their make out sessions without him having heavy balls and the urgent need to go to his bathroom and jerk off his cock furiously, releasing ribbons of load directly in the wc. Ran was frustrated, frustrated to the point he left the girl in his room and went out suddenly hitting an older girl, you, and before he could sneak away you blocked him and asked for help with your books. “What got you so nervous?” you ask genuinely looking at his violet irises, “It seems like you got into a fight” you continue looking at the sweat pearling his forehead, Ran smirks at your interest “Mmm that would be funnier” he says while giving you the last book and mutter a goodbye “So?” you say with a smile and a hand on your hip making Ran turn around, “I made out a fuckin girl and she couldn’t even suck my dick” he says with an annoyed face failing to notice how you lick your lips ``So wanna fuck me?” you suggest with a grin making Ran choke on his own spit, “Are you kidding me?” a smile comes from youl and taking him in the nearest coffee shop you go right away to the toilet “How old are you?” you ask while putting him in the corner and unbuckle his jeans, taking his cock and starts to pump it before he can reply “N-not important- EIGHTEEN - fuck!” he stutters while you take your sundress up and put the panties on the side “Mm go on then pretty, fuck me” and without wasting anytime, Ran takes a condom and starts to fuck you sloppily and hard feeling his end already cumming “Ngh fuck - so tight” he grunts, Ran doesn’t want to cum already and taking you to his chest he starts to breath next to your ear, finally feeling his hard cock hit the sweet spot on your clenching walls “AH FUCK - mm!” you say desperate to moan for the inexperienced man and taking the girl's hips he starts chasing his high so quickly yet so powerful. Ran feels at the top of the world, his cock begging to cum but he can’t have enough of this feeling, “Wanna cum doll” he says needily gripping your waist and messily rubbing your clit, letting you moan in pleasure and clench around his length, Ran groans in pleasure feeling spurts of cum fill the condom and twitch every time he gives you something, his balls so heavy finally give the last drop and the braided boy sigh hugging you in happiness.

Ran feels on cloud nine and taking off the condom he sees how much it’s filled with cum “I’m Ran, Ran Haitani” he says while adjusting his jeans and looking at you adjust your makeup “I’ll see you around then Ran Haitani, nice one for a virgin schooler” you say before leaving him flabbergasted, no one would ever believe that was his first time and that’s how he plans to do it as soon as he can, maybe after a nap.

HIGH SEX WITH HIS BEST FRIEND

Hanma knew this isn’t correct but he didn’t care, you, his best friend, while smoking the joint in that tank, perky nipples showing from it and your chest rising up and down as you breath, “y/n…” Hanma says while looking at your chest, “What Hanma?” you say blowing the smoke on his face, “Have you ever fucked?” he says while moving his eyes towards your lips in trance, “Mmm I’m not sure, it was so small I’m not sure he did something…awful” you say embracing the memory, “Who? Who was that shit?” he says feeling a sudden jealousy, “Calm down, I was feeling alone since you left in that period, I always planned doing it with you for my first” you mumble calmly as this is something normal, “Wanna try then?” he says while caressing your sides and pinching a nipple “Ah - mh- yes Hanma!” you moan at the sudden gesture, “Call me Shuji then if you want to do it” he says staring at you and taking your chin to avert you to his golden eyes, “Shuji” you say as a moan and he loses the last ounce of control he takes all your clothes and lay you on the bed, “God so hot” he says staring at your body and you can’t help but smile spreading your legs and showing everything you have to give him.

Hanma knows isn’t correct but he just takes out his cock out impatient to fuck you and feel everything of you, you gasp seeing his size and suddenly get scared, “Is going to fit Shuji?” you say not so sure that you can accommodate his big cock, a proud smirk appears on Hanma’s face and pushing the tip past your folds you gasp, he is only midway and you feel it on your throat, you’re breathless but you can’t help but moan at the stretch. “I’m going to move doll” he warns before moving and keep your hips still to move messily and violently. The weed lets you feel every inch and vein, you’re breathless but you can feel that Shuji’s thrusts are letting you near your orgasm despite being his first time, “Shu-shuji it’s good!” Hanma grunts feeling his balls tighten already, “Sh-shit doll stop tightening like a fuckin vise - gonna cum” he says before shooting his load deep inside you, “Shuji” you say breathless from the sudden orgasm, “Don’t move doll, I’m going to let you cum again, just stay still I need a minute”

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innaillus · 11 months

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what have I done...?

Inspired by the current airsoft theme from the TR game.

(I think I'll post a version with better background and separate these two.)

#fanart #tokyo revengers #anime #tok rev #anime fanart #hanma shuji #anime art

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virtue-and-beneviolence · 1 year

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Matching tattoos with the tokrev cast

Ft. Draken, Hanma, Mitsuya, Baji

Matching rings - Draken

Draken is nothing if not practical and loyal. Being pragmatic, and realizing he works with his hands in a messy, oily profession, he hardly wears even his wedding band. It bothers him more than it bothers you, but one day he decides enough is enough and opts to just tattoo a permanent band on his finger, with your initials on the palm side of his hand. He insists you don't have to follow suit but little does he know, you love the idea of his dragon tattoo on the scale of jewelery for your matching tattoo.

Bite marks - Hamna

He is cringe but he is free; never a slave to the fear of a goofy trend aging poorly. He takes you to the studio for moral support that you're well aware he doesn't need. He hasn't told you his idea. When his usual artist cuts to the chase and asks his chaotic friend what the plan is, Shuji only rolls up his sleeve and tells you to bite him as hard as you can. Of course. You laugh. You bite him and it's inked into permeance in his skin.

On the last few passes before he wipes shuji clean and wraps him up you catch the artist off guard and ask if he has time for another. So what if the world saw that some pair of idiots' love language was biting?

Each other's handwriting - Mitsuya

Mitsuya isn't shy about it. You're his favorite model and muse, the figure he sketches when he designs. To you, nothing feels more apropos than the thought of him signing your body the way he signs his sketches. For his, your habit of leaving him sneaky encouraging notes during stressful buyer weeks or fashion shows leave him awestruck by his luck to have nabbed you. He asks your permission to get your little letter sign-off tattooed near his wrist on his forearm. You agree on the condition that he agree to sign your skin.

Coordinating images - Baji

A dumpster, and a fire. A match box and a lighter. A possom and raccoon. A fork and a spoon. Bread and butter. If it's goofy and nonsensical, he's proposed it. Baji is the certified kind of silly bullshit tattoos and you won't convince me otherwise. Baji too, is cringe but free when it comes to his ink. I hope you are too bc one day he will wear you down and you will end up with some funny coordinating tattoo(s).

There may well be more parts

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just-sp-in-inginthevoid · 9 months

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Tok Rev + Text Posts

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smolstardvst · 3 months

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HanKisa for valentines day ! ♡

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animekingfans · 2 years

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Tokyo Revengers GyuGyutto Nuigurumi

#tokyo revengers #anime #tokyo revengers edit #kazutora hanemiya #tok rev #tr #manjiro sano #keisuke baji #bajitora #takemichi #mitsuya takashi #ken ryuguji #chifuyu matsuno #hanma shuji #shinichiro sano #emma sano #hinata tachibana

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blackairforceanimeonly · 1 year

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If anyone knows the names of Hanma's friends featured in the mobile game please tell me. This is very important information. Any information about them at all is importanté 👁️ 👁️

#tokyo revengers #tok rev #tokyorev #tokyo rev #tokrev #tokyrev #shuji hanma #hanma shuji #mine #anime #manga #mobile games

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i-literally-cant-with-this · 2 months

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WC ::: Less than 900

A/N ::: I'm so damn loopy right now that I can't even read this as thoroughly as it should be read. Sorry. But I'm sure it's because I'm sick and have a growing fever (have I mentioned that enough? No. No, I don't think so.) Also, the counting being off really threw me for a loop. But I implore you, do not look too far into it. You'll end up on the wrong side of the asylum bars (jk).

MDNI under the cut, please!

C/W ::: hanma x f.reader, um, slight bondage (hanma's hands tied behind his chair), riding crop, smacking him around again because I love doing that ok?, language - you know what to do if there are any disasters.

Thank youuu!!!

You sat on your knees on the hard floor between Hanma's legs, your hand slowly skimming up and down the length of his painfully hard cock. The veins made it feel ribbed against your fingers.

Hanma's breathing was getting more ragged by the second, but he couldn't bring himself to care. Not when you were stroking him so perfectly. Not when your lips were moving closer and closer to the tip of his cock, your warm breath ghosting over it with each exhale.

He whimpered into the dimly lit room. "Aht! That was awfully close to a word, Shu-ji! You know the rules. No talking." You squeezed the head of his dick in your hand and ran the nails of your left hand down his right thigh. He hissed at that. You didn't know if it felt too good or too bad.

Quite honestly, you didn't give a shit.

"Do I need to punish you? Again?" You stared up at his eyes, the ones you knew you'd never forget. Not in this lifetime or the next. The ones that were just as dangerous as they were curious.

You didn't even know what it was about him that drew you in like a moth to a flame. It could have been the danger. It could have been his charm. It could have been his cock. It could have been the conversation the two of you had the first night you met.

Whatever it was, you couldn't get enough of it. And you didn't want to.

You leaned forward and licked a stripe up the underside of Hanma's dick, eliciting another whine from him. He wanted to beg for more, but he knew the consequences.

And honestly, the thought of being punished again by you was a little exciting.

You moved your hand up and down his cock faster, your grip tightening just enough to make him feel uncomfortable.

Spitting on it, you smeared the clear blob of saliva and precum and made his cock glisten. Your eyes widened in shock and arousal as he throbbed in your hand. It was so pretty.

You could feel yourself getting wet at the sight of Hanma's cock straining against your hand. Like it was trying to break free of your grasp.

Without warning, you took Hanma's cock into your mouth and sucked him down to the base. You didn't know how you were able to take him all in, but you were determined to do it.

His reaction was the most rich sound you've ever heard. He groaned and growled from deep in his gut and it erupted so violently. "FUCK!!! FUCKY/NFUCK!!!"

"Oh, Shu. Now I have to start all over." You gave him a fake little pout and got up to tighten the restraints on his wrists. "Poor baby boy."

He knew he was in trouble now. He'd broken the rules, and you weren't going to let him off easy.

"Shuji, I think you need to be taught a lesson." You walked back over to the bedside table and pulled out a riding crop.

Hanma's eyes widened in disbelief. He couldn't believe his bad luck.

"Count for me, baby. Every time I hit you, I want you to count. Start at zero." You smirked, and the look on your face was nothing short of pure evil. "And if you mess up, we start all ... over ... again." You tapped the underside of his chin with the crop to really drive your point home to him.

Hanma nodded in understanding, a grin spreading across his face. You were both going to have fun with this.

The first hit of the crop came down hard on his thighs, leaving a red mark behind. He gasped and counted.

"One."

The second hit landed on his stomach, making him wince. "Did I or did I not tell you to start at zero? Hanma? I think I did, pretty."

"Fff-zee-roh." He exhaled heavily and rolled his head around, stretching his neck.

The third hit was on his nipple, and he nearly buckled under the pain.

"T-two-mmm!"

You leaned in and whispered in his ear. "Good boy. You're doing so well." You placed a soft kiss on his cheek and rubbed your hand up and down his arm. "I'm so proud of you, baby. Keep going."

The fourth hit was on the other nipple, and he almost broke down in tears. But he didn't. He held himself together and kept counting.

"Th-thr-three." Oh he whined so nicely for you after that one.

The fifth hit was on the underside of his dick, and it was enough to make him come right then and there. He didn't, though. He was determined to please you.

"F-fo-er-uh."

The sixth hit was on his balls, and he lost it. He came all over your chest and his thighs, his whole body shaking from the intensity.

"Fi-hi-ive-huh." He sat in the chair, twitching all over from cumming so hard.

You smiled down at him. You leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips, running your fingers through his hair. "That's my good boy. You did so well for me."

Hanma was still panting from his orgasm, but he was still able to whisper out one last thing before he gave up: "Thank you, mommy. I love you."

You couldn't help but smile at that.

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suhjihanma · 9 months

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─── Variety of Flavors

Pairing

Hanma Shuji / Female Reader

Summary

As the summer temperature rises, so does the action within the bedroom. Thankfully, Shuji offers ice cream in a time like this. You know the man all too well for him to simply suggest ice cream. More would be placed on the table.

Word count

3,942(?) words - editing.

Content warning/kinks

Pet play, pet name(s) - mentions of "kitty", "kitten", fingering, fellatio, dirty talk, ownership, and smut.

Author's note

This story was based on the poll that I created this past Friday. I wanted to post this to my main page but, I figured to post this on a fanfic blog in order to gain some type of traction. Anyways, we now have come forth to engage in fatherless activities. Shuji Hanma is aged up based on the time leap presented in Season one. Also, this is a new imagine blog so, for those who have any requests or suggestions, feel free to shoot a message, follow and check out the blog.

“Man, its hot as hell out here.” Running errands while battling the heat is no joke. Hanma could have been more proficient and decided to gather things with an earlier convenience but in the end, laziness triumphs everything. Not to mention that most stores around the area were not obliged to serve cold sweets before breakfast was served. Not that it matters or anything but, Hanma was seriously regretting his decision. Reaching up the steps to the apartment that both of you shared, he was eager to come inside to surprise you with some good ol’ fashioned ice cream. One cup filled nicely with “cake batter,” the other with “cookies and cream.” It was kudos from his significant other that you recommended the place for him. An American-owned restaurant that serves flavors that well more distinguished than the Japanese counterparts gave him a run for his money.

Then again, he questions about the amount of sugar and extra conservatives being placed inside.

“Hopefully, she won’t complain about the melting.” Desperate enough to get in, Hanma quickly opened the door to escape from the scorching temperatures. A brisk wind blew across his body as he closed the door and placed his shoes by the entrance. It was a blessing to be finally home from the heat, especially with someone who has been good this entire day. Hanma recalled the conversation that he had with you last night regarding to receive more rewards for good behavior. Funnily enough, he mentioned how ice cream was on his list considering the other actions had already been done or it grown to be a bit repetitive.

Walking towards the living room area, he passively remembers how obedient you became. Punishments grew to be less, let alone with the constant backtalking and misbehaving. Rewards had come more familiar within the household. The sounds of pleading, crying, and moaning had become a familiar sound within this home, and Hanma didn’t want to take that away from you or him. There’s something about seeing you fully submitting. The eyes that swell with fear, the scent that musk's with sweat-an aroma that circles with anxiety, and the knees that stain themselves with dirt and embarrassment.

Hanma’s inner thoughts are entranced with impurity as he looks towards you lounging, seeming as if you were in and out of her sleep. A light tint of the sunrays was beaming across your well-nourished skin. As you tossed in your sleep, a pair of cutely laced cat ears were rubbing at the texture of your hair, along with the fuzzy tail that prodded against your bare ass now rests at the top of your upper thighs. The blanket was the only piece of fabric that was holding you together, let alone it was underneath your body. Hanma could be a believer of a deity but, even so, you were a gift of a creation from God. How could a man like himself be blessed to have such fine beauty being presented to him. His life precedes ugly, yet you make it to be as beautiful as possible.

Still, the blanket that you were lazing about on did not help what Hanma was going to do with you.

His smile grew wicked as he walked over to you, favorite flavor of ice cream in hand. As his steps towards you grew to be closer, your eyes slowly opened at the man coming towards her. The sense of curiosity grew towards the man as he finally came to your view. You knew that his smile read nothing but trouble, but you couldn’t help but to be indulged with his trouble.

“I’m back! Hopefully, you were good while I was gone.” Chuckling lightly, Hanma sat down on the couch and placed the cup of creamery on the table. You looked at him with a hint of caution while looking towards the cup that he placed on the table. An excited mewl escaped one of your lips as you came out from your nesting place. Stretching your body, it’s not you were trying to remove the kinks from your resting muscles. Rather than, you were trying to get a reaction out of Hanma. The arch of your back slowly rises with the tail that was resting on your thighs falls, the hips slowly pivoted from one side to the other as you began your crawl, and the smirk that stayed on Hanma’s face was all too familiar to you. Second nature be damned, it’s a scene that plays too well for the both of you.

“Welcome back, Master.” You happily announced, slowly crawling to the gap of his thighs, resting your hands on each side. You can't help but to be excited to crawl in his presence. The ache of wanting to please him grew to be overwhelming as he buries his unoccupied hand between the textures of your hair. You swore to yourself that this man’s hands were anything, but bliss given. Comfortable scritches were layered across with loving as you purred lightly from his touch. An excited hum slowly rumbled through your throat as you continued to bask in the comfort of Hanma’s touch. It’s not only relaxing but something that perceives itself as assuring.

“Aw, aren’t you an excited kitty?” The sultry tone of voice became sugar coated with coos as he stops caressing your hair. The matching collar that resembles well with your cat ears were now being held with Hanma’s fingers, forcing your head to tilt upwards to him. You ignored the drop of anxious pressure as you were now greeted with a smile that beamed uncertainty. Hanma was a difficult person to read faces off from, especially with his counterpart. Then again, his counterpart had cues.

Hanma was a gamble.

“Such a good kitty.” You saw him briefly looking over at the container before placing his eyes towards your vulnerable eyes. “You bought me ice cream, Master! How kind of you!” Excitement was steadily yearning in your voice as you looked at him with an expressive face. Your ecstaticity couldn’t handle itself anymore as you wanted to indulge in the sweet treat from him. “I am a good kitty.” You encouraged your reassurance by playfully nipping his hand that was still holding onto the collar, being careful not to bite over the tattoo that was on top of his hand.

“That you are.” Releasing his hands from the collar, Hanma collected himself and opened the container. Grabbing a plastic spoon that was nearby, he scooped a small serving that looked like it had already softened from the heat earlier. Your eyes pleaded with hunger as you voiced a pouted response, begging for him to feed you the reward that you so ever pleaded for. With your soft mewls, that only made Hanma reach out underneath you with one of his free hands to add pressure to your clit. Two of his fingers pressed against the area with numerous nerve endings and you couldn’t help but moan out in protest. If this was his way of getting an unruly kitten like yourself in check, then it was considered cruel.

He simply wanted you to fall in line.

“I’m not having any of that.” The sinister smirk faded to a stern look of disapproval. The man continued to rub underneath you as you tried your best to create a sensible reply to his order. “I can make you mewl, kitten.” Hanma noticed that the mewls coming from your mouth grew to be coherent with his taunting. “Just you got to be good to me.” A cool yet soft texture formed in the inside of your mouth. Without a notice, Hanma quickly serves you the spoon and places it inside your mouth. The taste coats your palette as you can’t help but to mouth off a pleasurable moan from the action that was happening underneath you. Senses begin to confuse you as you fully succumb to Hanma’s touch. Him feeding you ice cream can wait, rather you want to fully be tormented by touch. Disobedience is now aching to turn another chapter into you as Hanma continues with his enjoyment of torment. Oh, if only you had the chance to overtake his role and make him succumb to you.

There will be a snow day in hell before that happens.

“And I’ll be good to you.” The mewls that were exiting from your mouth had grown to be suppressed by a warm mouth pressed against yours. The noises had partly ceased from a kiss now grew to be anything but moans of pleasure. The warmth of his tongue coating alongside the coolness of the treat in your mouth became intoxicating. The softness of his tongue explored the open areas of yours as you began to dwell deeply into an abyss full of enticement. Seconds grew to minutes, and minutes grew to hours as you were fully locked within Hanma’s kiss. You barely noticed it but, Hanma started to palm himself between the area that rests against his upper thighs. No wonder the breaths grew to be more deepen by each stroke. Seeing him get more excited made you grow familiar with a certain pit inside your stomach. A feeling that rushes towards the bottom of your sex, you couldn’t help but to mewl out again in pleasure.

“Master, are you playing with yourself?” You whined. Looking at Hanma, you break away from your kiss while Hanma continued to pepper kisses across your lips. It’s quite rare to see this side of your master come out. The lovingness nature of a sick and stricken man was unfamiliar in your eyes in the bedroom, yet you could imagine that the heat could be a play in factor in regards of submission and dominance. Hanma looked at you with a soft smile and moved his hand away from your sex. The glistening fluids coated his fingertips as he brought both fingers to your mouth. He could only imagine how wet you are down there, more wet enough to slightly decorate the floor with secretions from being under his control. It was a non-verbal command for you to lick the remaining excess from his fingers. The strong taste that carried from underneath now mixes with the saliva that the both of you secreted, along with the creamery sweetness that lingered long enough in your mouth. You couldn’t help but become drunk in the aftertaste that coated the inside of your mouth. Hanma teased his fingers inside of you, slowly prodding them in and out before letting themselves be removed.

“Master's can play with themselves too, Kitten.” He moaned out before slowly unbuckling himself. You sat and watched Hanma take his precious time in getting his belt off along with the button and zipper. It’s as he is teasing you with his slowness. “Although, you got to have a bit of patience.” He spurted out a soft grunt before showing off a smirk in your response of what happened earlier. “Oh, I couldn’t help myself, Master. I need you to fill me.” The last sentence of your protest made you rub your thighs together by the thought of having Hanma inside you. Patience is considered a virtue, but it only became an afterthought. You couldn’t help yourself to give into temptation. It made its mark before you could be an obedient pet by obeying his every command. Still, Hanma can be considered the most forgiving when it comes to correcting misbehavior. Thankfully, this was the last time that your master would let this one slide.

“I know, Kitten. Still, you got to be a good kitty for me.” Hanma slowly adjusted his pants down to the start of his knees. “And how good kitties correct their behavior, hm?” The tail that was resting against the floor now gets lifted by one of Hanma’s hands as he moves the plug in a torturous, slow pace. The movement of the plug made you whimper out in excitement as you completely folded to his thighs, grabbing whichever flesh is present. “M-master, my t-tail!” You cried out as the movements were too much on a sensitive person like yourself. You wanted Hanma to stop but then again, you want him to still maintain his exact composure with torture. The beginning piece continued to go in and out as you pleaded with Hanma to stop, the mewling grew to be constant as you started to buck your hips to the motion of the plug, daring yourself not to get uncoordinated with his movements.

“What about your tail?” Hanma questions you in a dull tone of voice before now guiding his hands along the container of ice cream. Whining out of agony, how dared he stop pleasuring you, cursing him about worrying about trivial things rather than giving you the satisfaction that you ever so desperately need. Frustrated, you nudged your cheeks to his opened thighs, playfully nibbling at the area. “I need more.” You couldn’t take it anymore. The desperate need of wanting more than just his fingers grew to be a bit out of control as you slowly bring yourself to the head of his cock. The anger of wanting pleasure overshadowed the presence of Hanma’s cock that was profusely a hint color of red. Hanma didn’t say a word, he just looked over at you, studying the hardened form with your hands and lips. One of your fingers had gone downward to his balls as you gently lick the head in a lapping motion, almost identical to a cat’s. As the motion continued, you caressed his balls with one of your hands as you carefully moved them in the palm of your hand. A response from him squirming underneath you made you mewl ever so sultry. The heavy pants of Hanma as he slowly tries to buck inside your mouth gave you enough edge to continue. Giving his own rights of punishment would be listed enough as equals, but you wanted to indulge in your fruits of labor. That part can come soon, right now you want to please Hanma with one of your mouth techniques

“Fuck, Kitten. Fuck. You take my cock so well. Drink all my milk, okay?” You made a slight face as you locked eyes with the man who continued to move his hips gently to the movements of going down on him. “Drink your milk?” You broke character, as if you want Hanma to try again with his dirty talk. You playfully swipe your tongue across the tip of his cock, only to have him shudder in response. “Less talking, more sucking.” He groaned out, grabbing another spoonful’s worth of ice cream and without warning, the soft contents that were melted from the cup slowly started to drip on his cock. You watched him with curious intent as he continued to drench the contents of melted cream, as each hint of coldness touches his skin, a slight shiver of discomfort grew to be more visible.

“I said that I was going to reward you today, so here it is, Kitten.” Hanma chuckled as the components of the spoon were now gone. The excess that was layered was wiped away from the spoon as he placed it back on the table. Eyes that glow of pure bliss, the sensual touch of his fingers danced back towards the opening of your sex, fingers now circling around the entrance is now being plunged deep into the sensitive cavity. The whorish moans that eroded from your mouth now became silenced as Hanma forcefully guided your head to take him whole inside. The quivers of body tensions were released as Hanma quickly was to fold from the sensitivity of your mouth, he cries were more of a plea in dirty talk, begging you to take him from the inside. The hardness and warmth of skin made perfect ties with the sweet cream that fell into your mouth. The mixture of saltness and sweetness was quite intoxicating for someone who had such a greedy palate for your master. As you continued to move yourself up and down on his sensitive cock, Hanma continued to work his fingers alongside the deepness within your sex. Muffled cries and pleadings were sacred beyond this point. Hanma wanted you to submit out of pure intoxication. Handling out rewards that were traced with impure intentions was something both of you had grown to comprehend. As he reached to the sensitive spot that hid inside of you, his fingers slowly curved into a come-hither motion, making sure that you cry out on his cock. The movement of his fingers grew too much for you to bare as you lifted yourself off from his cock, the contents of the cream still linger over your lips as you mewl out in pleasure, body slowly starting to shake from the overstimulation in which your breathing began to become shallow.

“Please reward me, Master!” You cried out, hips swaying in motion with Hanma’s fingers as he continues to stroke the sensitive area inside of you. “I need your reward...please, give me your reward!” You begged out pleadingly as you placed both of your hands to the base of his cock while continuing to lap at the head and tip like a cat in heat. “Reward....” A mindless repetition of sorts grew from you as your speech began to be muffled by the swelling size of his cock. Looking over, Hanma couldn’t take the pressure of you pleading so needily underneath. He could bring you to a field full of mind break by you constantly pleading over his cock, but then again, it’s nice for him to see you this vulnerable in a state of bliss. A submitting pet like yourself who only thinks about getting fucked from his fingers made Hanma want to take you all. “Such a needy little kitty.” Hanma slightly huffs at your needs before making a grunt in return. “You want your reward. Huh?” He questions you as you continued to suckle on the tip, which made him want to jump from the couch and fuck you from behind with the tail plug still intact. “Please, master? I’ve been such a good kitty.” Your mewls continued out in protest until Hanma got closer to your face. “God, you look cute with my cock in your mouth.” The nerves of embarrassment seemed to show in place as he continues to watch you suck him, knowing how which nerve correlates to the correct spot when going down on him. A grunt form in the back of Hanma’s mouth as he forcefully guides your head to the end of the base, violently going up and down which each cough or sputter gets muted with words of encouragement.

“Since you asked. You are such a well-behaved kitten.” The forcefulness of his motions was becoming a bit too much as Hanma continued to face-fuck you, hips moving rapidly along with the fact that you sensed that he’s about to orgasm soon. “Shuji!” You muffled out while the grip of his hands grew to be tighter with each stroke, let alone the continuous motion of his fingers that were inside of you didn’t seem to stop either. Being this sensitive grew to become more than enough to bear. If this way Hanma’s way into creating an orgasm from you, then it was complete torture yet, there was something beautiful in his torturous ways. At the end, he still wanted you to reach your climax even if he didn’t reach his. Maybe that’s what you liked about being under his control. No matter how overwhelming the sessions are, it still leaves you satisfied by the sense of his touch.

“The more I fuck you, the more my name comes from your mouth.” Grunted Hanma as he continued to work his fingers inside of you. You moaned out in satisfaction as your hips began to furiously work themselves with the rhythm of his fingers. Pressure was building as you held yourself on his knees. You couldn’t take it anymore. All you wanted was some release and thankfully, Hanma could give it to you.

In his own way, of course.

“Master, I’m about to come!” You cried out while lifting yourself from his cock as the orgasm overtook your body, a loud moan started to drag. Sensations in your body grew to overly sensitive with shock as you cry out in pure bliss, then going back to suck on Hanma’s cock while muffling cries are heard. “Come for me, Kitten. Come on my fingers.” Hanma repeatedly starts to stroke in gentle motions before he continues bucking his hips, this time in a slower motion. “Fuck, Kitten, I’m about to come.” He cries out. You gently remove yourself from his cock as your tongue swipes the hole entrance. “Master wants you to come for Kitten.” The sultry tone didn’t help Hanma as without warning his orgasm came over him like waves. The unexpected sensations of the orgasm slowly dragged itself from his body as each spurt slowly drenched the top of your tongue. As Hanma slowly begins to come down from his orgasm, the warmth of him coats well with the aftertaste of sweets as you swallowed the cum that rests on your tongue.

“You taste amazing, Master.” Cheerfulness along with a hint of exhaustion grew from your voice as you continue to lap the remaining excess from his cock. A sensitive Hanma playfully tossed your hair before readjusting the kitten ears that became lopsided. “Even better than the ice cream, kitten?” Hanma looked over at the empty container before looking at you with an expression that reads tiredness as well. You shook your head in response to his question before climbing up on the couch to kiss him on the cheek. “Thanks for the meal!” You chipperly stated, bouncing up and down happily as you playfully move your fur tail, sweeping it left and right. Hanma looked at you with disbelief before scrunching his eyebrows. He tossed his head on the headrest of the couch before motioning you with one of his hands to come nearby. “How do you have this much energy after I just finger fucked, and face fucked you?” Specifically stating out each position, Hanma playfully pats your ass while you snuggle up to him, making sure that skin contact is close as it ever needs to be in this dire moment. “Because you give me energy, Master!” You playfully stated. “Master’s milk is Kitten’s energy.” A sense of pride grew in your voice as you nuzzle your face in your chest, a satisfied purr grows slowly again in your vocal cords. Hanma scoffed and laughed at the response you gave to him. “That it is.”

Cute bantering now became small traces of silence as neither of you didn’t want to move from comfortable positions. Appreciating skin contact is one of those things Hanma likes to enjoy, you included. After rough sessions, you can’t help but bask in the warmth of your partner. The touch of one another can make the both of you melt, but touch is communicated all too well in play sessions that grew to be more intense than this. Before getting into having a relationship like this, you always thought that Hanma didn’t believe in aftercare due to the nature of his lifestyle in the criminal underworld yet, here you are, being vulnerable to someone who tries his damnedest to not be vulnerable to certain people. It’s funny how things turn out.

What’s even more funnier is that Hanma didn’t care to place your ice cream in the freezer before he walked in.

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