#tw.sub reader

[fic-dumpster]

KINKTOBER'21 COLLAB by @8kh

Kakucho x F!Reader | 1.5k+ words

Sum: He was always kind to you, but you weren’t kind to yourself. You were scared of who you became for him. You could no longer bear the life he chose for himself and that same life you blindly followed.

Warnings: Smut MDNI, no beta, Sub fem Reader, dubcon if you squint, obsessive/possessive/controlativishhhh... behaviors from Kakucho’s part, it's soft... tbh, drool, tears, cunnilingus, unprotected sex, creampie.

Bags in hand, not much to carry since you wanted nothing to do with this life. A life—full of crime and anguish. It took everything away from you—your youth, yourself, and him. He wasn't that kind and goofy boy you once knew, and you weren't the same naive girl, you thought as you dialed his number.

Three beeps, and he picked up.

“I can’t do this anymore,” with tears in your eyes, you told Kakucho what has been in your heart for a long time. “I’m done, Kakucho, I’m done being afraid,” not waiting for a reply from the man on the phone, you left.

How naive of you to think he wouldn't find you; not even a day had passed, and he brought you back to his place. You didn't want to come back; Kakucho needed to let you go. “You’re not fooling anyone; it's not love! Kakucho, this isn't love!” you cried out empty excuses.

“No,” a simple no, was all he gave you. Kakucho walked up to where your trembling form stood, “you’re not leaving me,” a part of you was relieved he still wanted you. Yet another part wanted to claw her way out.

You’ve never been without him. From childhood friends to blurry lines in your teenage years to now, declaring you his to the whole criminal world. And you... for Kakucho, you were the only constant thing in his entire life. His parents left him, Izana left him; he would never let you leave him. No matter what he went through, you were there. And he intended to keep it that way.

Since he lost Izana, everything changed. That wasn't the man you fell in love with once upon a time. That wasn't Kakucho, not after he decided to let his dark side take over, he became ruthless—pain followed his step. The things you’ve seen and turned a blind eye to. Was this really who you are now?

With panic and fear present in your eyes from all those years, you stared at his impassive face as he sat on the edge of the bed, realizing what would come your way; your legs moved on their own accord, walking after him. “Sit,” Kakucho calmly gestured for you to sit in the space between his spread legs. He didn't touch you; he waited—observed your back press against his naked chest. Strands of your hair tickled his skin.

Kakucho’s hands wandered around your figure; he felt you tense at his action. “Doll, please, relax,” he murmured in your ear—hot air making your skin crawl. He sensed your distant mind, how you were rejecting his advances. Not a word traveled through your lips, but he already knew you wanted to curse at him, push him away.

With a deep sigh, Kakucho hurled you over to the bed; your back hit the soft surface as his body loomed over yours. The weight of his muscles over your body felt so familiar, yet so strange. He attached his lips to your neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses up to your lips.

Taking hold of your chin, Kakucho opened your mouth, “Lies, I keep you safe; why would you be afraid,” he spoke to your opened lips, “you still love me, and I will always love you,” he answered your early claims that still ran around in his head. Slowly, he entered his wet muscle, tongue shoving yours, teeth pulling, even biting. Almost silent mewls flew out of your throat, only for them to end up swallowed by Kakucho. As he detached himself from you, a string of saliva was left in between the two of you, “I know you want me,” you instinctively nodded, and a soft, almost inaudible yes crossed your lips because it was true. But you’ll never want him as much as he wanted you. Nobody loved like him.

Sensing that you were beginning to move to his tune, Kakucho groaned in delight. You were his pretty thing. Only his. How could you leave him when he treated you this good? Kakucho didn't understand your reasoning nor wanted to.

“Kakucho I-” you began, trying to grasp the last remains of rational thoughts in your mind. But your words weren't heard. His hands furiously roamed your form, yanking at your clothes in desperation. Thinking of you leaving him clouded his sight. He wanted to feel you close; he needed to have you.

You both were bare on the sheets, Kakucho firmly gripping your tighs over his head as you tried to pull away. “T- that’s too much! Ka- Kakucho!” His tongue is flat on your clit—heavy strokes making heat pool in your center. He had been sucking, savoring your juices for a while now. You had come, once, twice on his tongue. If you pushed his head away, he would clasp his lips and suck even harder; Kakucho wasn't giving you any space to rest. He didn't care about anything other than your pleasure, trying to make you understand how good he was for you and that he deserved every bit of you.

“You taste so good, Doll,” you glanced down and whimpered; you saw his lips and chin covered in your glistening fluids, “How were you gonna private me from this?” He gave one last lick, for a second contemplating the option of staying there, buried deep in between your tighs, but he decided to move away from your quivering cunt. There's plenty of time in the future for him to taste you.

Once again, Kakucho’s rough hands moved you, pushing you on your stomach. He pinned your body down with his—lips brushing your naked back.

Hoisting your hips up a little, he felt your plush ass brush his cock, and a grunt escaped him—a hand guided his cock in between your folds, covering his length with your slick as the tip nudged your bud, making you whine at the contact. A couple of strokes later, and you felt him opening your entrance, the stretch of his cock entering your hole burned deliciously. Your warm walls were clamping around his member. Both of you let out throaty moans in unison.

“...s too deep!” Doesn't matter how many times you take him; it's too much, but it felt so good. You were already drooling against the pillows.

“I know, Doll, but your pussy likes it; I can feel it tugging me in,” Kakucho gave a little push, and again, your mewls pleased his ears. He pressed your head down; your squeals were drowned against the mattress as his other hand slipped between the bed and your body, gripping your chest as his fingers dug your soft flesh.

Your moans filled the air as his hips began to move with a bruising force. Each impact of his hips earned him a yelp from you that mixed with the squelching sounds of your cunt taking his cock in. Kakucho wanted you to submit again, to accept you belonged here, like this, under him, taking him all in.

Chest pressed to your back, hot tears appearing in your eyes. The overwhelming sensation of having your movements restricted by the weight of Kakucho’s body as he pounded your dripping hole from behind, hips clashing against the softness of your ass, filled your senses. You loved it, the vulnerability, the helplessness. He wasn't taking control; you were giving it up willingly.

“Don't move, Doll. Let me. Feel me throb in you,” you hear him grunt at the back of your neck. The only thing you can do is whine because you feel him. Your pussy fluttering around the length of his cock feels every twitch and shove.

He felt your cunt clench; you were close, and so was Kakucho. The satisfaction of making you cream on his cock would never cease. Each and every time only got better.

“That’s my girl, cum for me,” Kakucho mumbled in your ear. He listened to your pleas, incoherent versions of his name that left your drooling mouth. You looked so pretty under him like this. He desperately needed to see you come undone; lifting your hips, his hand reached your clit—middle finger pressing circles on your bundle of nerves had you screaming in no time, a toes-curling release, thighs shaking as your wet hole clutched him. Feeling your cunt cover him in your release sent Kakucho over the edge as well. “Fuck- Doll, you’re so fucking tight,” and He came, spluttering obscenities as his pulsating cock filled you. He grabbed your hips and pushed your ass plush against his own.

You felt him fall on top of you, weight almost crushing you, but you only whimpered, enjoying every second of that moment, that high.

“I never knew my place, but I know now it's always with you, always,” He was no longer a kind and goofy boy; Now, you saw a man, lost in the path he embarked on, and you were the only thing he could hang onto to keep him sane. “You’re never gonna leave me,” he kept repeating those words against your skin, more to himself than for you to hear.

“I- I’ll stay,” tears blurred your vision; you couldn't leave. You couldn't leave him. “it’s easier for me to stay,” you murmured the last words for yourself now.

And it was easier to ignore it all; he kept you in a bubble that you willingly stepped in. Nobody loves like him. Because this isn't love, it's an obsession. One that you accepted.

#kakucho hitto x reader #tokyo revengers smut #kakucho x reader #kakucho smut #kinktober'21 #I'm feeling shy so speaking in tags XD. Tksm Hunter 🥺 for hosting this collab. hehe. I was so nervous omg and im still am DNFOOWFNIFEWK yal #omi.kinktobers #omificstags #omi.thirst #kakuchou #tokyorev #tokyo revengers kinktober #tw.dubcon #tw.cunnilingus #tw.sub reader #tw.toxic obsessive behavior #tw.creampie #tw.unprotected sex #kinktober.21

[babytsum]

kenma wearing cat ears n a tail buttplug with a dom fem reader ?

warnings: edging, femdom!reader, buttplugs, cat ears, edging, oral (m receiving), slight dumbification, impact play (slap)

NONNIE I BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE TURN IT UP 🎙 (no rly yall don’t understand i love cat boys ❤️)

“(y/n), p-please- ah!”

your lips wrap around the pretty pink tip, sucking softly as your hand glides up and down his cock, your other hand fiddling with the tail he had put on for you. kenma’s looking down at you with red cheeks and glassy eyes, tears welling up in the corners as his cock twitches. and you smirk taking your hand and your lips off of him, ruining the momentum of his orgasm, while his seed pathetically drips down his shaft for the third time that night.

all he wanted to do was be your good boy. so he puts on the cat ears, slips in the butt plug, and sends a picture while you’re at work.

oops.

it hurts. it hurts to not cum and he feels like his balls are about to burst. every time he’s about to explode, you stop and give a pout of faux innocence while his dick twitches. the cat ears adorning his hair, the sheen of sweat on his body, the cute little tail that peeks under him as he slouches against the head board. “you think you deserve to cum after that little stunt of yours?” you spat, finally sinking down on him. he lets out a small moan, relishing in the feeling of your tight, warm cunt.

“answer me when i ask a question!” your hand meets his face, the sound of the slap echoing throughout the room. kenma’s crying again, overwhelmed by how good your slicked up pussy feels around him and the stinging sensation on his face. he looks cute, all fucked out, struggling to speak, “n-no! but i’ll be good! i promise!”

you look back at your boyfriend, adoration in your eyes, and pause to adjust the  cat ears on his head. and so you take pity on him, kissing the same cheek you slapped, before fucking yourself on his cock.

#🍓.thirsts! #🍓.kozume kenma #tw.impact play #tw.edging #tw.femdoms #tw.buttplug #tw.catboys #tw.sub!kenma #tw.dumbification #kenma kozume smut #kenma smut #kenma x reader #kenma kozume x reader #kozume kenma x reader #kozume kenma smut