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ilyluffy · 8 months

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𝐵𝑅𝒪𝒯𝐻𝐸𝑅’𝒮 ~ 𝐵𝐸𝒮𝒯 ~ 𝐹𝑅𝐼𝐸𝒩𝒟

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝’𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬: takashi mitsuya + kazutora hanemiya + chifuyu matsuno + imaushi wakasa

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut {minors + ageless blogs dni!! you’ll be blocked}

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn!reader, pervy!characters, dry humping, masturbation, panty stealing, peeping, implied sex {more warnings under the cut}

{blue lock edition}

𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐘𝐀

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn!ryuuguji!reader, slightly pervy!mitsuya, dry humping

as a big brother himself, mitsuya is absolutely ashamed of himself for having perverse thoughts about anyone else’s younger sibling. unfortunately you just seemed to have this affect on him. mitsuya couldn’t get you off his mind. of course if your big brother draken were to catch wind of this he’d kick his ass. so with this in mind, mitsuya held back his desires for you out of loyalty to his friend and to uphold his own moral compass. little did mitsuya know that you weren’t as concerned about this as he was. in fact, you were rather shameless about making a move on him the moment the opportunity was handed to you. mitsuya had come over to see the new apartment you and your brother had gotten for yourself. at some point you all collectively decide that you’re hungry and draken offers to go pick up a pizza to share. the minute ken exits and leaves you and mitsuya alone, you practically pounce on him. “huh- what are you doing?” mitsuya asks, face flushed as you suddenly straddle him on the sofa. “don’t worry. the restaurant he’s going to is pretty far away. we’ll have time” you whisper, ignoring mitsuya’s question as you start grinding against his lap. reflexively mitsuya grabs your waist in a feeble attempt to stop your movements. that only makes you pout. “what? don’t you won’t me too, takashi?”. he does. holy fuck he does. even if mitsuya doesn’t say it out loud the tent in his pants gives away how he really feels. mitsuya would like to consider himself a strong man but in that moment all his defences seem to shatter. “we have to be quick” mitsuya groans, guiding your hips as you go back to humping his bulge. “draken will murder me if we get caught”.

𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn!baji!reader, pervert!tora, masturbation, panty stealing

kazutora’s had a little crush on you ever since baji introduced you when you were kids. gradually that innocent crush has turned into something perverted now that the three of you were in your adult years. if baji even had the slightest clue that tora regular jacked off to the thought of you at night than your protective brother would have murdered him. luckily kazutora was capable of hiding it. unfortunately there were times that kazutora couldn’t control his urges. like when he came to visit the apartment you and your brother shared. after watching you skip around in your tight fitted clothes, tora can’t take it. he has to excuse himself from gaming with baji to “use the bathroom”. truthfully he’s slipping into your room to rummage through your drawers while you were making food in the kitchen. finding the cutest pair of underwear he can find, kazutora slips it in his pocket for later. by now he had a collection of your panties that he came into in the evening while he masturbated. meanwhile you were left trying to figure out why you had to go underwear shopping so often because yours kept going missing. that is until you catch kazutora will a piece of kacy fabric falling out of his jeans when he tried to sneak out of your bedroom. than everything made sense. “aw, if you really wanted those tora you could have just asked” you coo, surprisingly not disgusted by his creepy action. kazutora’s at the loss for words as you push him back into your room and shut the door. “we’ll have to be quick, otherwise keisuke will find out” you say as you guide him to the bed. “do you want to see what panties i have on right now?”.

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐘𝐔 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn!hanagaki!reader, somewhat pervy!chifuyu, masturbation

even though chifuyu had known you and takemichi for years, it’s hard for him to believe that the pair of you are related. you’re just so stunning. although there are a few traits that you have that make you similar to takemichi. one thing being that you can be clueless at times. not only do you not know how attracted chifuyu finds you to be, even years after you first met, but you had no idea how much the skimpy clothes you wear around the house affect him. it was honestly too much for chifuyu to handle after coming from a long day of working at the pet shop to hang out with you and your brother. he doesn’t have enough strength in him to control his own body, much less suppress his boner when he spots your nipples poking through your thin shirt. it’s so bad that chifuyu had to rush to the bathroom to take care of the problem before either you or takemichi notices. standing over the toilet, chifuyu frantically pumps his aching cock in a desperate attempt to get himself off. he wouldn’t have been surprised if he suddenly started tasting blood from how hard he was biting his lip. if one of you overheard his whimpers of your name chifuyu wouldn’t know how to explain himself. with a few strokes and with the image of you laying underneath him in his brain, chifuyu cums and flushes the evidence. by the time chifuyu finishes washing his hands and walks out of the bathroom you’re waiting for him. “are you okay, fuyu? you were in their for a while” you ask with a naive expression on your face. all chifuyu can do his hope that the blush on his cheeks as subsided as he replies. “oh i’m fine. i just needed to take care of a problem”.

𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐀

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn!sano!reader, pervy!wakasa, implied panty stealing, peeping, masturbation, implied sex

don’t get wakasa wrong, part of the reason he visited the sano home was because he wanted to see his old friend. however, he’d be lying if he said he didn’t have other intentions behind it. not only was he fond of shinichiro but he had also taken a liking to you, the family’s second oldest sibling. at first wakasa simply admired you and your good looks but now that you were in your twenties like the rest of them wakasa’s thoughts about you became lewd. he’d make sure to satisfy these perverted desires every time he came over. whenever the opportunity arose to slip out of shinichiro’s room wakasa would cease it and sneak down the hall where he knew your bedroom was. sometimes you weren’t in there and he’d snatch an article of clothing that he’d make use of late that night. if wakasa was really lucky you’d be in your room undressing. burning the image of your naked into his brain, wakasa would make sure to recall it when he finally got home and could fist his aching cock. wakasa was fully aware of how in the wrong he was. shinichiro’s siblings were so precious to him and he’d no doubt he upset if he discovered just how much wakasa wanted to fuck you. so he just had to make sure your older brother never found out. that’s precisely why, when he finally built up the courage to tip toe into your room one evening while wakasa was sleeping over, that imaushi put a finger over your mouth and told you to be quiet. he knew it was hard for you to hold in your moans when his cock felt so good inside of you but the last thing you needed was shinichiro’s to burst in.

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gabytodd · 2 years

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[haruchiyo’s first day as a lawyer]

judge: so, who will you be representing, mr. sanzu?

haruchiyo, throwing up gang signs: the streets, your honor.

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prncessrindou · 26 days

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timeskip Wakasa with a breeding kink? 👀

BABY BY ME, imaushi wakasa. ᡣ𐭩

𐙚 ⋆.˚ CONTENT WARNING . . fem!reader, waka is in his late 30s, established relationship, unprotected sex, semi-public sex (office sex at waka’s gym), breeding kink, fluff??? (if u squint) and use of pet names (princess and mama), not proofread i was rushing so this might be shitty lmao

“Hi, baby,” you said, laying your husband’s container of food on his desk and rushed over to place a kiss on his lips. “Hey, princess..” Wakasa smiled, pulling you onto his lap, “ah, how sweet of you bringing your dear ol’ husband lunch.”

You rolled your eyes and grinned, “what are you talking about? Don’t I always bring you lunch everyday?”

Wakasa chuckled, “yeah, yeah, I’m jus’ messing with ya’.” He kissed your cheek then rubbed circles on your thighs.

You hummed softly, your eyes darting over to his computer screen, “what are you looking at?” You questioned, you paid some more attention to the screen and what you saw shocked you. “Baby names?! Wait, Waka, are you seriously looking up baby names?”

You turned around to look at your husband and he’s smiling from ear to ear, “well, I ain’t getting any younger and what’s a better time than now to start thinking about baby names?”

You couldn’t argue against it, because he was right. Wakasa done put his gangster days behind him and now he owns a gym along with Benkei.

You sighed deeply, “you haven’t even knocked me up yet and you’re already looking at names!”

“It doesn’t hurt to look into it and besides, we can try something now.” Wakasa whispers, leaning up and kisses your neck. “Like now, now?? What if someone hears us?” You succumbed to his touch as his hands went underneath your shirt, groping your breasts. “It’ll be okay if you can keep your voice down or do you rather for ‘em to hear you?”

Before you could answer, Wakasa bends you over on his desk. He pulled down your pants and pulled your panties to the side with his finger. He licked his lips at the sight of your bare cunt, “you would wear these, huh?” He asks, squeezing your flesh with his hands.

“Can you really blame me? It’s hot today!”

Wakasa chuckled lowly, lifting your shirt up to lean over with his lips attached to your spine. “You call seventy degrees hot, princess? Heh, you’re jus’ begging me to fill you up.” His hands came underneath and became fondling with your breast again. “Ya’ tits g’nna be all pretty n’ round.. can’t wait to suck on ‘em.” He says, kissing your jaw and down to your neck.

You were clenching around nothing as you heard Waka’s belt buckle and his pants drop to the floor, his cock springing up. His fingers scissored your wet cunt, earning a loud moan from you. “Shit, does me wanting to breed you got you this wet?” He questioned and you nodded your head profusely, earning another chuckle from him. Waka pumped his cock a few times before dragging the tip along your drenched folds, finally slipping in. “Fuck, ohmy— fuck!” You cried, holding on to his desk for dear life as his hips began to move forward.

You started moving your hips too, but Wakasa had an iron grip on your waist. Stilling you from any movement, “behave now, mama.” He said, “no need to rush it.” Before you knew it, he was slamming his hips into your ass, gripping and slapping your plush skin harshly. He leaned his body weight on you and placed his face in the crook of your neck, grunting in your ear and biting your skin. His other hand was on your clit, rubbing it in circular motion causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head.

At that moment, you didn’t care about Wakasa’s office door being cracked opened, people walking by or getting caught. That was the least of your worries. All you wanted and cared about was milking this man for everything he’s worth. “Fuck— pussy s’ good! Shittt!” Wakasa moaned in your neck. You felt your legs turning into jelly, you were so so close, but— there’s a knock on the door and your heart immediately drops.

Wakasa stopped his movements and puts a finger up to his lips, indicating for you to be quiet.

God, you hope whoever it is doesn’t walk in… you wouldn’t be able to show your face there again. Your morals are slapping you in the face right now.

“What is it?” Wakasa questioned, his voice having a bit of coldness to it.

The person on the other side of the door cleared their throat, “your two o’clock trainer is here!”

Wakasa looked up at the clock and it showed 2:11 p.m. … he was late to his own training session.

“Fuck.. alright. I’ll be out in a few minutes.” He said, regrettably pulling out of you with a squelching sound and earning a whine from you. “Sorry, princess. I forgot I’m supposed to be training someone new this evening.”

You pouted and rolled your eyes, “so much for the baby names, huh?” You got up from the desk and Wakasa wrapped his arms around your waist. “I didn’t say we would stop trying, did I? We’ll do it in the comfort of our own home. No interruptions, jus’ you n’ me.” Wakasa said, kissing your cheek.

You hum softly, “yeah, I’d like that better than this here.” You felt he was still hard against your bare ass. “Well, at least you have something to look forward to when you get home.” You giggled, turning around wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing his lips.

He couldn’t help, but tease you by grabbing your ass and squeezing it, “that I do,” Wakasa responds. He has this unfamiliar yet comforting feeling in his chest to the thought of you being pregnant with his child, finally starting a family with you.

Yes, he definitely does have something to look forward to.

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stargirlo · 2 months

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whatever she wants ♡.

your boyfie luvs spoiling you with his money! and he doesn't care if he maxes out his credit card just by spending money on the stuff that you want to buy. he just wants to see his pretty girl happy, that's all. his love language is gift giving, so why not show his love to you by showering you with designer bags and red bottoms?

you're always whining about how he shouldn't give you this many stuff, even if it wasn't a special occasion. but he insists, who is going to stop him?

need your nails done? check, appointment is already made. you're craving oysters? the reservation is booked. want to be on the highest floor of a five-star hotel in singapore? prepare for the breathtaking view baby. your birkin bag is getting old? the order is at your doorstep. need a new tiffany and co bracelet? get in the car and lets buy you a new one.

honestly he knows every clothing brand that you like because he has a list of your wants and needs. whenever you say something like "this sundress is cute." or "these tory burch sandals would go with this, yeah?" he would instantly take note of it and buy it for you the next day. this man is tiring, but you absolutely adore him. not because of his money, but because of the way he treats you.

he treats you with full on royalty, as if you were his queen, in which, you already are. so, you can't help but give him your thanks to him for doing all these things.

"f-fuck baby, is this your thanks f'me..?" he dryly chuckles, slenders fingers slipping through your well styled hair, to which it was ruined by how tight he's gripping your fucking scalp. ouchie.

you nodded eagerly, sucking him off like your life depended on it. moans vibrated against his cock, letting his body jolt in absolute pleasure. he threw his head back, letting you have your way on his cock as it snuggles deep down your warm and tight throat. he can't help but buck his hips upwards into your throat, a stifled moan bubbling through his gritted teeth. a sweat rolls down his forehead, eyebrows knit together as he looks down at the gorgeous view of you being between his legs and sucking his cock to oblivion.

"ye'r such a slut y'know t-that . . . shit-" he hissed in pleasure, inhaling sharply before letting out a groan. your thighs rubbed together, trying to reach out for some friction for yourself while you gave your precious boyfriend a blow job. he lets out a string of curses and praises, murmuring something about how he's going to ruin your pussy after this, and it only turned you on further, feeling a wet patch on your victoria secret thong.

suddenly, you withdrew from his cock, watching a thin string of spit connect from his cock and to your glossy lips. you looked up at him teary-eyed, your plump lips turning into a small "o" shape as you let out shallow breaths. "what's wrong baby? dick t'much to take down ye'r throat?" he mocks, looking down at you with a sneer. how mean.

" 's okay sugar, daddy's gotcha . . . now c'mere," he pants, his pointer and ring finger beckoning you to crawl up his lap, and so you did. as you got yourself situated and comfortable on his lap, his cock occasionally rubbing against your soaked panties that was desperate to be fucked like a useless glory hole. his hands move under your skirt, pulling down the thong away as it revealed your hungry pussy to his eyes. it was glistening with your slick, and he was definitely going to have a field day with this slip 'n slide.

"you're so wet f'me, and all jus' by suckin' my dick." he chuckles, gripping your hips firmly and lifting it up with a subtle movement, just enough to feel the tip of his cock rubbing against your puffy 'n needy clit. you let out a short gasp, taking a hold on his shoulders as you looked down at the lewd scenery below you. "aht, aht sugar . . . look at me," he gently slaps your ass, bringing back your attention to him and looking at him directly. he murmurs a low "thereee we go." before sliding you down his cock, a high-pitched yelp eliciting from your lips.

his cock slides in further, deeper and deeper until you feel his cock fill you up to the hilt. you're now basically cockdrunk, and he hasn't done anything to make you be in this position yet. you babbled how he's "too big" and that "you're full" but he could only watch in awe. "shh, shh, look how soaked your pussy is . . . look at how easy it just slides in, aand out." he huffs, moving your hips with ease as the base of his cock slips in and out of your pussy, erupting a lewd squelch.

"now c'mon baby, show me how really thankful you are f'me . . ." his hands now let go of your hips, making you fully sit down on his cock as your pussy warms it up. your lips tug a small pout, his hands being placed behind his head as he raised a brow. his expression already spoke volumes on what he was going to say, so you tried your best to lift up your shaky hips and thighs as you worked your way into riding his cock.

let's just say he had to do most of the work later on :(

💌: gojo satoru, geto suguru, hiromi higuruma, chuuya nakahara, haitani brothers, sanzu haruchiyo, manjiro sano, shuji hanma, wakasa imaushi, rafe cameron, ++ your favs!!

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torasplanet · 4 months

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❝𝙄𝙁 𝙎𝙃𝙀 𝙒𝘼𝙉𝙉𝘼 𝙁𝙐𝘾𝙆 𝙈𝙔 𝘽𝙍𝙊𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍, 𝙄𝙈𝘼 𝙇𝙀𝙏 𝙃𝙀𝙍.ᐟ❞

S. SANO + F. READER + W. IMAUSHI

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ; wakasa wants you, you want wakasa and who is shinichiro to deprive his girl of what she wants and be a bad best friend at the same time? he just wants to be in it too.

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 ; smut, threesome obvi, high sex, starts off awkward tbh, weed, dp??, bf! shin, praise, teasing, begging, shy!reader ig, stripping, high sex, skin color not mentioned

Shinchiro knew he wasn’t necessarily the smartest but he wasn’t stupid either. He saw the way Wakasa stared at you; his eyes wandering all over your body specifically your chest and his stare lingered there shamelessly. A sly and lustful smile sneaking on the male’s face whenever your hand lands on his arm, shoulder, or even his leg.

Wakasa was so busy staring at you that he didn’t notice you staring at him. Your eyes often landed on his crotch seeing his hard-ons through his pants and biting your lip at the sight before looking back up into his purple eyes acting as if you hadn’t seen a thing but even if he hadn’t noticed it, Shinichiro did. He saw it and he saw your neediness for his best friend when you shifted your gaze to him after seeing Wakasa’s boner to reply to whatever he said.

It should’ve bothered Shinchiro to be a spectator to his girlfriend eye-fucking his best friend and vice versa but it didn’t. Well, that was a lie. It bothered him a little bit but only because he wasn’t included. He wanted to be in the middle of whatever staring thing you and Wakasa had going on.

So he said that.

“You can only fuck him if I’m in the middle of it,” Shinichiro said leaning back on his bed cigarette in between his pink lips as you sat on top of him your legs on either side of him caging him your hands on his shoulders as you looked at him a pout on your lips. When you started this conversation, you plastered that pout on your face hoping that he wouldn’t get angry at you for wanting to fuck Wakasa but his reply shocked you and the pout dropped.

You didn’t expect that but you weren’t complaining. In fact, you were exhilarated by the idea! Why didn’t you think of that before? You only thought of him watching not joining in, you could be so dumb sometimes.

A smile came on your lips staring at your boyfriend in his dark eyes “Of course Shin.” You grabbed the cigarette from his lips and watched as he blew the smoke out while putting it in your mouth. Shinichiro didn’t say anything and just kept staring at you eyes beginning to wander down before coming back up.

He really liked that conversation and especially what happened after it but his conversation with Wakasa was…interesting…

“I wanna fuck your girl, bro. She’s pretty as fuck.” Wakasa said out of nowhere and Shinichiro just looked at him already knowing this information, and just blinked before looking down “I know.” The black-haired male said shrugging his shoulders and running his fingers through the side of his hair. Wakasa didn’t respond and just gazed at his friend waiting for him to say something.

Maybe that their friendship is over? Maybe telling him to go fuck himself? Anything because the silence was killing him. It's not like he was showing it.

Wakasa could’ve easily not said anything and just kept staring keeping his feelings to himself but that would be a pussy ass move of him. He wouldn’t be a good friend either so he was just going to tell Shinichiro and get it the fuck over with.

But out of all things, he didn’t expect Shinichiro to say what he did “You can.” What? Wakasa looked at his friend bug-eyed and his mouth hanging open in astonishment. He let out a sound of confusion and Shinichiro looked up at him through his eyelashes “She wanna fuck you too.” Shinichiro said a smirk forming on his lips while looking at his friend through the black strands of his silky hair.

“Was telling me all about it. How she wants to go down on you and stuff like that.” The Sano male continued raising his head finally shrugging as he did so. His words were like…fuck, they were like permissions sent from the lord itself that he could enter the gates of heaven.

That’s practically what they were because the gates of heaven to Wakasa were your legs opening nice and wide for him and Shinichiro was the god allowing it “You cool with that for real?” The Lilac-eyed man questioned wanting to be absolutely sure that he wasn’t overstepping anything. He knew how Shinichiro was; wanting to do nothing but please his lady even if he didn’t like what she wanted.

“Yeah, just as long as I’m in it,” Shinichiro said with a small laugh making Wakasa grin.

“Yeah of course man.”

Shinichiro would say he never imagined himself sharing his girlfriend with Wakasa but that’d be nothing but a wholehearted lie. Wakasa was his best friend, brother, and platonic soulmate, and shared everything with him. You were his actual soulmate, his lover, his other best friend, and the person he planned to marry in the future and he’d give you anything you wanted so when you wanted to fuck his sworn brother, of course, he’d let you.

He’d give you the entire moon if you wanted it but you didn’t want the moon. Well, not the planet Moon. The moon that was his best friend. Wakasa reminded you so much of the moon, quiet, purple eyes to match the purple and black sky that the moon brought upon the world and you wanted it. It was a nice change from the sun that was Shinichiro.

Shinichiro was loud, funny, such a sweetheart and so cute! His dark eyes would not show the sun but everything that showed in them was enough to brighten up a room. You loved him but you wanted to see the moon for all of its glory while still staying with the sun.

Good thing eclipses happen and the sun allowed it.

Shinichiro sat on the couch of Wakasa’s place, you snuggled up under his arm with Wakasa on the other end of the couch shinichiro separating the two of you while you all passed around a blunt. It was awkward. Well for you at least.

You knew why you were here with the two of them and they knew it too but no one had said anything about it so far which made you anxious and made you felt awkward especially how Wakasa was staring at you more than he did other times, him shifting in his seat a lot and the obvious tent in his shorts.

When you felt Shinichiro move you looked up at him your head under his armpit and hand on his chest and he glanced down at you before up at Wakasa “So, waka why don’t you tell [y/n/n] what you told me?” The dark-haired man guided adjusting his seating again making you curious about why he was moving so damn much so you looked down like any normal girl would and would you look at that.

He was rock hard too. Wasn’t even trying to hide the bulge in his dark sweatpants because he was man-spreading.

There was a tap on your cheek and you looked up again and Shinichiro silently told you to look at the purple and blonde-haired man with his eyes so you did like a good girl. Heat rising to your face at Wakasa’s gaze on you his hand coming down to palm himself in his pants making sure you saw it “You’re the prettiest fucking girl ever–fuck…I wanna know if your body pretty too. Probably not prettier than your face.” Wakasa said and your face got hotter at the compliment and you brought a hand up to hide your embarrassment.

Shinichiro grabbed hold of your hand and forcefully pulled it away from your face “Don’t be shy now.” That was a crazy request of him. How could you not be shy when Wakasa was palming himself at the sight of you just sitting there, Shinichiro was rock-hard and you were all flustered your pussy drooling in your panties pulsing just wanting some attention.

Shinichiro observed how you sat there nearly a shaking mess thighs rubbing together to cause friction and he almost laughed at how nervous you were when you were nothing even relating to nervous when you were telling Shinichiro all about how you wanted Wakasa and him to turn you into their shared girl. Well…you didn’t exactly say that but you might as well have with all the filth leaving your lips mindlessly but it was mainly his fault you were so dumb not thinking about anything you were saying.

He had you sat on his cock asking you about all the things you wanted to do and fantasized about involving the imaushi male while making you ride him to chase your orgasm. It was no wonder you were just letting your little dreams slip from your swollen lips along with moans begging for him but how is he supposed to make them come true if he doesn’t know about them? It would’ve happened eventually.

“Go on, show him how pretty you are entirely.” The dark-haired man said gesturing for you to stand up and giving you a little shove on your back to get you going and you slowly sat up from your position hesitating to stand up “It’s just us here angel. Don’t be so nervous.” Shinichiro said softly grabbing your hand and gently pressing a kiss to your knuckles while handing the blunt to Wakasa who immediately put it out not wanting to look away from you for more than a second. He didn’t want to miss anything.

You smiled at him. He was always such a gentleman particularly when he knew you were uneasy. It made you relax.

You stood up in front of both of them their gazes burning into your body. It didn’t take you long to begin to take your clothes on starting with your shirt and then making your way to your pants leaving you in nothing but your undergarments and Shinichiro made sure you wore the matching set he bought you that he thought was so cute. It was a nice purple and black set. Didn’t take you very long to figure out what he was doing with that.

“Fuck shin…why you ain’t tell me she was so fine?” Wakasa asked groaning his gaze not leaving you one bit as you two maintained eye contact despite the sinful actions both of you were doing to pleasure yourselves subtly. The stares, smiles, and compliments gave you confidence and you grinned at the man promiscuously.

Shinichiro watched as your hands drifted to behind you beginning to unclasp your bra “Didn’t think she’d want to do anything…” He responded leaning back against the sofa his arms spread out on the back of the piece of furniture. Eyes wavering over your body before looking up at your face you glanced at him feeling his watch and sent a sweet smile “‘Cause she my angel, right baby?” You giggled a bit at his words and the way that signature smile formed on his face. He was so cute.

You nodded silently groping the cups of your bra before letting it fall to the ground and Wakasa whistled “She ain’t no damn angel. More like a demon the way she lookin’ at me.” He said and this made your smile grow larger and become more desirable as your eyes slowly shifted to his. You walked forward to him kneeling before him and peering up at him through your eyelashes like Shinichiro had done to him when they talked.

Fuck, that was enough to nearly make him cum in his pants but he didn’t and groaned at his tip rubbing against his fabric restraints. You rested your cheek against his leg blinking up at him a smile still on your face, your tits pressed up against the seat of the couch from how close you were to his crotch “What do you want me to do?” You muttered quietly.

Wakasa wanted to fuck your tits so badly, watch as you squished his dick between them your nipples becoming hard and white painting all over your chest. He wanted it so badly but wanted to know what you wanted. He wanted to know what was the first thing you were going to do out of all the things you told Shinichiro that he had no clue about because the Sano male refused to tell him claiming it was going to be a ‘surprise’.

His hand went to your head “I want you to do what you want.” Wakasa answered and you laughed a bit through your smile and looked back at Shinichiro asking for permission as he already knew what you wanted to do.

Shinchiro couldn’t smile as wide as he wanted to at your actions because he was already smiling ear to ear. He didn’t care what Wakasa said about you being dirty because you were still his angel. You weren’t innocent, he knew that and you knew that but to Shinichiro, you’d always be an angel.

“Do whatever you want but don’t have too much fun without me, ‘kay?” Shinichiro said adjusting the way he was sitting allowing him a better look at you and your tits “Okay.” You said in response before turning back to Wakasa and glancing down at the hem of his shorts reaching your fingers up to hook them onto it gently pulling at it and allowing it to snap back against his skin over and over. Your eyes kept wandering down to his happy trail wanting to see the path it led to.

“Want me in your mouth?” Wakasa asked maliciously. Even though he already knew the answer, he wanted you to say it. He wanted you to tell him how you needed his dick stuffing your mouth and making you gag and he didn’t give a shit how embarrassed you’d be about it because you were only getting what you wanted if you said it. With your words.

He saw the embarrassment write itself on your face as you avoided eye contact with him looking every which way but his face “C’mon, I don’t know what you’re saying…gotta tell me what you want baby.” Wakasa said lowly in his raspy voice grabbing your face and forcing you to look up at him hearing Shinichiro’s snickers in the background and he was obviously trying to hide it so he didn’t make you more embarrassed.

You once again turned your head to look at your boyfriend for help and he just shrugged with the same smile on his face but instead of it being comforting, it was like he was enjoying seeing her all embarrassed knowing how shy she was when it came to things like this “I bet he lets you do whatever you want doesn’t he?” The multi-colored-haired man said making you turn back to him with a pout on your face. He was being mean. He knew what you wanted and was still going out of his way to embarrass you and make you say it.

You just couldn’t…it was so humiliating! You couldn’t confess to Wakasa how badly you wanted to give him head, you were already in this situation.

Wakasa grabbed the back of your head and pulled your face closer to his his breath on your face “I’m not like that. You gotta tell me what you want, I ain’t a mind reader.” He said and there was silence. He leaned closer to you as if he was about to kiss you but when you closed your eyes preparing for it…he pulled away.

You heard a laugh, two actually and you opened your eyes feeling even more embarrassed “Come on Waka. Don’t be mean to her like that, she's just a lil shy.” Shinichiro said putting his hand on top of your hair comfortingly but he was still laughing.

You heard movement behind you and it wasn’t long until felt Shinichiro’s presence right behind you and he pressed his cheek against yours his laughter dimming down “Angel wants to suck your dick, she’s just too shy to admit it.” Shinichiro said and Wakasa got hotter at his friend's words and how his face was pressed against yours as you looked like you were about to cry.

Hey, don’t judge him. If anyone saw someone as handsome as Shinichiro right next to a beautiful girl like you talking dirty like that, they’d feel conflicted too and their dick would get hard too or their pussy would get wetter…whatever. They’d nearly cum in their fucking underwear at the sight.

Shinichiro pulled his face from yours and pressed a kiss to your cheek “Don’t mind if I get behind you do you?” He asked softly beginning to kiss all over your cheek, jaw, and neck making you squirm and feeling the wet spot in your panties grow larger. You hummed negatively shaking your head and Shinichiro made his way out of your sight and behind you, his hands transferring to your hips holding them so tight yet softly like they were molded just to fit your body.

You looked up at Wakasa for permission as you pulled at his waistband revealing his happy trail once again but you didn’t let go of it and just kept holding waiting for that nod and when he reluctantly gave it to you; no time was wasted dragging his shorts and boxers off in one swoop letting them puddle at his ankles.

“Shin, you’re too damn nice to her. That’s why she so shy.” Wakasa said watching as Shinichiro pulled your panties off quickly tossing them to the floor and the only thing Wakasa thought of was if it was him, he’d rip them bitches off faster than you could even comprehend he grabbed onto them. “I ain’t always so nice to her. She knows she still gotta tell me how bad she needs it.” His hand made its way to the small of your back pressing down and making you arch as you wrapped your fingers around Wakasa’s cock.

He was longer than Shinichiro but he was slimmer too. A little more veiny too. But the tip being bright pink when they were really worked up was the same for both of them.

“Tell me, do you really need it? Or are you just being a little drama queen?” Shinichiro asked his fingers gently tapping on your back tickling against your skin a bit. “Yeah…I don’t think you really need either of us that bad. Looks like you’re just bored to me.” Wakasa added taking his chance to be mean to you.

You whimpered a bit “I do. I need it so bad.” Your words were a jumbled-up mess dissolving into each other like sugar melting and the two men exchanged glances with identical looks on their faces “Which one? You want it in your pussy or your mouth?” Shinichiro asked taking his hand and reaching it around placing it on your tummy before letting it slide down giving a light slap to your clit and feeling your juices coat his fingertips.

A whine left your throat as you threw your head back “Both! P-Please, wanna be so full.” You blabbered tearing away from your shyness and putting your pleasure first. It was embarrassing but you needed it so bad, you were an achy shaky mess and it hurt so much! The only cure was getting filled up by Shinichiro’s fat cock and choking on Wakasa’s.

Wakasa opened his mouth to speak but Shinichiro spoke up before he could “You even remembered your manners. You deserve it, angel.” Shinichiro said bringing his hand back to spread your legs giving him more access to your sopping wet pussy that was clenching around nothing just begging to be fucked but Wakasa didn’t think you quite deserved it yet.

“I think she should beg a bit more.” Wakasa said as you groaned at the feeling of Shinichiro entering you filling you up really quick not wasting any time showing his desperation too “You wanna get your dick wet or what? She’s been good.” Shinichiro said with an eye roll bringing one of his hands up and shoving your head down onto Wakasa’s dick making you immediately choke.

Wakasa tossed his head back moaning audibly at the feeling of you already starting to suck like it was an instinct “You’re right. You’re the one that gets to enjoy this shit so you know her better than I do.” Wakasa groaned his hand replacing his friend’s as he kept your head down making a few gags escape through the air along with the filthy noises your pussy was making from Shinichiro began to thrust his hips forward snapping his pelvic bone against the fat of your ass.

“Damn right.” He delivered a slap to your thigh making you jump slightly and whimper on Wakasa. As nice as Shinichiro was, he could be mean when you two were connected in this way and now that he was around Wakasa, the literal king of being mean and sarcastic, he was getting influenced to be even more mean. Maybe that weed was a part of it too. You knew how Shinichiro got when he wasn’t sober.

Wakasa thrusts his hips into your face slowly beginning to fuck your face matching his rhythm and pace to Shinichiro’s. He felt like a fucking high school boy getting his first blowjob because he felt like he was gonna cum any second especially with you looking up at him through your lashes with your hands resting on his thighs your nails digging into the flesh of his legs as you just allowed him to fuck your face hollowing your cheeks around him.

“Ah!” You moaned eyes rolling to the back of your head your back arching as Shinichiro kept pounding into you his hands on your waist holding you in place. You had nowhere to run but that’s if you even wanted to and you didn’t. You wanted to take all they had to give you no matter if you’d choke on all of it and end up a fucked out mess on the floor cum seeping out of your holes.

You reached your hand back opening and closing your palm to catch Shinichiro’s attention “My baby wants to hold my hand? Always so needy for me.” Shinichiro said sweetly with a bit of a teasing tone hidden in there but regardless of what he sounded like, he grabbed your hand and held it intertwining his fingers with yours.

“Fuck…” Wakasa groaned making Shinichiro look up at him with a curious look on his face while beads of sweat ran down his face and he laughed a bit “Cumming already? Thought you said you don’t cum easy?” The black-haired male asked with a smile on his face as Wakasa glared down at his friend.

Yeah, he deeply regretted saying that shit now because he was on the verge of cumming right now and he wasn’t going to hold back just because Shinichiro wanted to tease him because Wakasa told him that he doesn’t cum easily because he’s not a virgin and at the time…Shinichiro was a virgin. That didn’t matter now, not to Wakasa anyway but Shinichiro would be able to laugh at him back for that insult the moment he came down your throat.

“Yeah, I don’t but she’s just fucking…she’s fucking amazing!” The Imaushi man said his voice raising towards the end of his speech as he felt relief flood over his body and he came into your mouth shooting his white ropes down your throat and of course, you gagged. You felt that he was cumming with every twitch but you didn’t know he’d cum so much…

He let go of your head allowing you to lift your head while you swallowed his cum whining a bit because of how sore your throat was now and because Shinichiro’s pace hadn’t slowed yet “Swallow it all?” Wakasa asked breathing heavily and you nodded opening your mouth just a bit so he could see how it was empty making him grin down at you.

“So good. Such a fucking angel.” Shinchiro said through his gritted teeth as he closed his eyes his pace quickening rather than slowing making you jerk forward and your nails dug into Wakasa’s legs more as you tried to stop your body from jerking forward so much. Wakasa placed his hand on your cheek and raised your body while lowering his so his lips could meet yours.

The kiss was very sloppy with a bit of drool running down your chin during it and with how you kept trying to not jerk forward so you wouldn’t knock your teeth onto Wakasa’s, it was a messy kiss too.

However, this kiss didn’t last very long. “Stop kissing her, you’re messing up my fucking rhythm,” Shinichiro said harshly grabbing onto the back of your neck pulling you away from the man and forcing you down again your face almost hitting the floor if it wasn’t for your hands still on Wakasa’s legs to support you.

His hits to your cervix became rougher and your moans got sluttier and louder “Ah fuck…cum with me, baby. Please.” Shinichiro groaned out letting his head drop his eyes still shut feeling himself coming undone all in your womb with you cumming around him letting out sobs.

Shinichiro breathed heavily along with you and looked up to his friend who was just watching that whole thing his dick rock hard again earning another laugh out of Shinichiro. He pulled out of you and forced you to sit up leaning against his chest still breathing heavily coming down from your high. You spotted Wakasa’s hard-on and looked up into his lilac eyes.

You felt your boyfriend’s breath on the shell of your ear but you didn’t look away from Wakasa “Want us to clean up or you wanna go again?” He asked and it was hardly a whisper because from how Wakasa looked away from you and at Shinichiro, he obviously heard it too. His gaze returned to yours awaiting your response.

“Yeah.” You whispered a smile growing on your swollen lips and you could practically feel Shinichiro smile at your answer.

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notiddygxthgf · 4 months

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wakasa throws the “i’m sorry ms. imaushi” or “so sorry mama” whenever you’re mad at him and it works, the little shit knows that as soon as he says either of those things you’re no longer mad at him i hate him so much

wakasa has such a grip on you and he fucking knows it. ugh.

he won't even be phased by you when you get all up in his face shouting and calling him names. he'll just stand there smirking at you because the only thing he can focus on is how god damn pretty you look when you're angry

shit, sometimes, he pisses you off just to see you all hot and bothered like this -- eyes pointed and brows drawn, accusatory finger pointed at his chest.

he's already thinking of the 30 different positions he would have you in right fucking now if he could -- god, he just wants to fuck that little attitude right out of you. (yes, I head canon that waka is a brat tamer and no one can tell me otherwise.)

"Are you even fucking listening?" You would ask.

"Mhm," he would say, but he would never want you to feel like he didn't care about what you have to say, so he would add, "I'm listening, mama, keep going."

you hope he doesn't catch the way you stammer as you continue your ramble. he does -- and his smirk only widens at it.

he knows you could never stay mad at him.

when he decides he's had his fun, he'll slide his arm around you, lips dripping with those sweet nothings he knows you love to hear.

"I'm sorry, mama," He croons softly, pressing a kiss to your cheek. "I won't do it again."

he knows you're not really that angry at him. Rather, that you're angry at a situation and you want to be heard by him.

"Promise?" you would ask him.

"'Course, mama," he adds. "don't want my future wife crying' over something I did. y'er too damn pretty. ain't that right, mrs. imaushi?"

then your gaze would soften, your anger would weaken, and he would know he had won. he knew he had your pretty ass wrapped around his finger. no one else could handle his princess the way he could.

he knows you're not goin anywhere.

#ask notiddygxthgf ✧˖*°࿐#notiddygxthgf ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚#thirsts ʚ♡ɞ・#wakasa imaushi #wakasa imaushi x reader #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers #wakasa smut #leo rambles ☄. *. ⋆#wakasa x reader

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b0nten · 4 months

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GINGERBREAD HOUSES

[SYNOPSIS] ˚⁀➷｡ building gingerbread houses with the tr boys!!

[NOTES] ˚⁀➷｡ if you guys want any other character included juat comment and i’ll add them!! happy late christmas <3

ABSOLUTELY DEVOURS : you would have never thought he would take this seriously, but he did. he prepares the frosting, asks you about where you want the candies to be put and what aesthetic you want to go for. he’s THE architect of gingerbread houses and trust, he will make that house the sturdiest one the earth has ever seen. don’t be fooled though, he’s still gonna dip his finger in that frosting and smudge it on your face, but not before he makes you happy by finishing the house.

➷｡ TAKEOMI , RAN, DRAKEN, CHIFUYU, INUPI, MITSUYA, KAKUCHO

tries his… best: he’s still sloppy with it, and the frosting melts until he understands what you want the house to look like, but he tries his best best — runs to put the melting frosting in the fridge in hopes of saving it, tries to be extra careful with his movements — but it all seems in vain. the house looks like an old shed that’s about to fall, but at least he made you laugh.

➷｡ BAJI, RINDOU, KOKO, HAKKAI, MOCHI, SHINICHIRO, ANGRY, IZANA, SANZU, KAZUTORA

doesn’t take it seriously… at all: he’s not being mean on purpose, but he really can’t fathom building that gingerbread house successfully. the gingerbread smells funky, you’ve left him the task of preparing the frosting which in all honesty was the worst idea ever — it’s sloppy, it’s clumpy— and he’s already eaten half of the candies you guys were supposed to use as decor while you’re exasperating on the floor, next to him. but he looks at you, smiling, and you burst out laughing, rolling on the carpet and he joins too and you’re both left a giggling mess.

➷｡ HANMA, MIKEY, WAKASA, SMILEY, SHION

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sunaluv · 5 months

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GIVE ME YOUR LOVIN'

someone's looking at you looking at him

feat: connie & eren, wakasa & shinichiro

CONNIE & EREN

connie watched curiously as you laughed at whatever it was eren said to you. you threw your head back and cackled as your unfiltered laughter was heard over the music. ironically enough, you had that same, unashamed laughter when he fell for you. every time he thinks about how he fell in love with you, he finds himself covering his cheeks like a bashful little school girl.

he can't really blame eren for getting to you first, he had only told sasha, ymir and historia about his little crush on you. and you were so attractive in your own way, it was a matter of time before someone else would make their move on you. ‘yeah,’ he convinces himself, ‘if i had acted first, maybe she would be laughing at my jokes right now.’

connie had been so deep in his thoughts, he hadn't even noticed you approaching the kitchen island he was sat at.

"you alright, con?" he felt a blush coming on at the sound of your voice. "what'cha thinkin' about?"

maybe it was the remnants of alcohol in his system, but he swore you've been looking at him a little differently lately, like there was a hint of lust in your eyes.

he cleared his throat, calming himself down. "nothin' really," he wiped his hands on his jeans. "what've you been up to?"

he listened intently as you told him about the past week, about the pile of assignments you've been neglecting and the girls trip you went on recently (he smiled as you whipped your phone out, swiping through albums and he had to act like he hadn't seen the ones you uploaded on your finsta). he had to hold back the hurt on his face whenever you mentioned eren though.

time seemed to pass whenever he talked with you. he found himself genuinely interested in what you had to say, and became more of a listener than a talker when the two of you conversed.

jean elbowed eren, nodding towards the two of you chatting by the counter. "you ever noticed how con looks at your girl?"

eren looked between jean and the pair of you, shrugging his shoulders. "no? how does he?"

"like he wants her," he laughed at the glare eren shot him. "my sources have told me that he's had a crush on her before you two started talking."

eren was silent, taking a sip of his drink. jean would've probably considered what he meant, but a call of his name from the bros at the beer pong table managed to grab his attention. with a heavy pat on eren's shoulder, he left the said boy alone with this newfound information.

old eren would've pulled the two of you up on it immediately or caused a giant scene which was sure to embarrass the three of you. but since getting to know you, he had become a calmer person, more rational even. instead of storming over to the kitchen, he decided to let you be. he trusted you, and you obviously trusted him as you already told him about you and connie when you started getting serious.

he let connie get a feel of what it was like to be with you, just for tonight. it was as far as he was going to get anyway.

SHINICHIRO & WAKASA

sometimes, when you come into the bike shop with your cheery greeting, wakasa likes to pretend you came for him, despite the fact you greeted everyone.

he likes to daydream about you prancing in your summer dresses which heavily contrasted his oil-stained overalls tied at his waist. he likes to daydream about you scolding him about overworking himself, your pretty, plump lips drawing into a pout complaining about 'how you'll forget about me one day...'

to which he'd respons with 'you know i never would' before hissing that pout away.

yeah... this man was in deep.

instead, he nodded his head at you as he passed, to which you reciprocated with a smile of your own. the faint scent of your perfume hypnotised him, his eyes following your figure as you lovingly embraced your boyfriend, shinichiro, who was tinkering away at his own bike.

the slithers of conversation he could grasp closely resembled the ones he has with you in his daydream, he sometimes gets scared someone can read his thoughts.

with a heavy sigh, he tore his gaze from his leader and his girl, putting the finishing touches on the automobile in front of him.

wakasa didn't imagine this to be the first time he got to really embrace you.

"it'll be okay," he spoke your name tenderly, drawing small circles into your arm. "we'll all look after you for as long as you need, alright? we all know how much shin adored you."

at the mention of his name, your cries grew harsher and louder. you squeezed at his waist harder, burying your face in his chest as if to take out all of your hurt on him.

"what will i do, wakasa?" his heart shattered at the defeated look on your face. "my boyfriend is dead..."

wakasa was stuck. he didn't know how to console you right now, not when he was feeling so guilty for thinking about your flushed body against his whilst you were crying over his late leader.

so he said nothing, letting you fall into him once more. he only hoped takeomi would get to your place soon, anyone other than him would probably be a better support system for you right now.

takeomi arrived shortly after, a fruit basket and other comfort items with him, along with his condolences. you told the boys you were going to lie down, giving wakasa the chance to excuse himself from you.

the two of the stood in your kitchen, speaking in hushed terms.

"you're such an asshole for what you're doing, ya know?"

"i know," wakasa breathed out. "...i know."

"shinichiro died, wakasa."

"i said i know, damn it!" he finally looked up at takeomi, a mix of rage, guilt and disgust swirling in his eyes. his eyes widened as he lowered his volume.

"boss left her in our care," takeomi breathed out. "do you really think it's wise to do what you're doing?"

whether or not it was a rhetorical question, wakasa did not answer. the silence mixed with with the tense mood left the air heavier than usual.

wakasa knew he still held strong feelings for you and it seems others are starting to catch on as well. thus he had to distance himself from you and let you grieve shinichiro properly.

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em1e · 1 year

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ᶻz feat. wakasa + kazutora+ rindou !!

tokyo revengers && first meetings

☓ kazu's 2 times longer than the other don't look at me. tw for a hostile ex on rindou's !!

ᶻz・wakasa imaushi

⠀ ⬤ meeting you is chaotic.

“oh my god shin, your nose!”

you’re quick into action, despite shinichiro and wakasa basically barging through your front door while the former cradles a probably broken nose. you grab some paper towels as quickly as you can while wakasa helps his friend to your couch, barely taking in your home despite him never stepping foot into it.

you’re talking fast, questions overlapping on your tongue before either boy can answer them, “what happened? why’d you come here?”

shinichiro groans when you press the napkins against his face far hastier than you should, taking them from your own hands and leaning his head against the back of your couch. obviously in too much pain to answer, you look to the stranger who he’s come in with.

he shrugs, popping the lollipop he was sucking on out of his mouth and nodding to shinichiro, “needed to get off the street, ‘nd he said he knew someone.”

you kick at shinichiro’s foot half heartedly, frowning, “don’t bring your stupid gang violence around my house, you know i don’t like that stuff.”

a muffled apology leaves his lips, and you sigh before moving to grab ice for the two of them. bringing back bags of peas and dropping one onto shinichiro’s stomach (he groans dramatically at the contact), then pass the other to his friend. he raises an eyebrow at you, and you nod to his bruising knuckles.

it’s then he takes them in himself, clicking his tongue, then grabbing the bag from you with a small thanks. you eye him for a second, before plopping down on the couch beside shinichiro.

“‘m (y/n), by the way.” you offer a small smile, “i babysit emma and mikey sometimes when shin is out doing nefarious things.”

“wakasa,” he hums out, sitting across from you, “i make sure shinichiro doesn’t die doing his nefarious things.”

you giggle, and shinichiro groans, “please don’t flirt with me sitting right here. i don’t think i can take much more damage- physically or mentally.”

“not my fault you brought your pretty friend here after you got socked in the face.”

“you think ’m pretty?” wakasa grins, eyes half-lidded and completely ignoring his friend's request.

“very.” you hum, leaving shinichiro to groan louder. you elbow at his side, and he dramatically topples over so he’s laying on the couch instead, “sorry shin, we’re talking.”

one glance to wakasa and he’s licking his teeth, then sending you a smile, “that we are.”

ᶻz・kazutora hanemiya

⠀ ⬤ meeting you is awkward.

“no, kazutora, put the cat food on the right side of the store - you know what, nevermind, i’ll do it.” chifuyu sighs heavily, placing the bags of dog food he’d just opened hastily on the shelf and pushing the box kazutora set beside him away with a huff.

“huh? but these are the same brands, don’t you want to keep them together?”

chifuyu closes his eyes, taking a second to breathe and remember he needs to have some semblance of patience - kazu’s only been out for a few weeks, he’s still adjusting to normal life. he sighs again and nods, “in theory, yes, but we’re keeping the cat stuff and dog stuff separate, remember?“

a small ‘oh’ leaves kazutora’s mouth, and chifuyu stands with a huff, stretching his legs then picking up the box. the bell to the door rings and both pairs of eyes find themselves wandering towards the front. chifuyu nods his head in the direction, “d’ya think you can take care of them?”

kazutora hums out a reply, waving a hand behind him as chifuyu says something something register. he knows his friend is growing increasingly agitated with having to baby him, and he doesn’t want to be any more of a burden than necessary.

he meets you at the register, and your eyes wander around the store before finally settling on the man behind the counter, offering him a smile.

“hi! um, i recently found a kitten on the street and i was wondering if you could help me get whatever i need to take care of it?”

kazutora only stares, head tilting slightly as your fingers dance across the counter. the silence goes on for longer than you’d expect, and you stand on your toes and puff out cheeks when he doesn’t immediately reply. you clear your throat.

“is um . . . is there something i need to do first?”

you look across the counter to see if maybe there’s a sign in sheet for suggestions or something, but you find nothing.

“we have cat food and litter.” he says when you meet his gaze again, still giving you the same look he did when you walked in.

“great!” you smile, looking around the store, “can you show me?”

he straightens, looking down the sea of aisles for chifuyu since he’d be much better help than him. hell, he’s still learning the difference in medications for dogs and cats and other miscellaneous animals - it would be unfair to lead you astray with a bad suggestion.

he sees no one else in the immediate vicinity, which means chifuyu has left him alone at the front of the store.

“um, yeah. yeah, i can”

right side of the store, he reminds himself. that’s where the stuff for cats is. he leads you in that direction, stopping in front of the aisles when he finds the bags he was previously shoving in the dogs section.

you lean forward, taking in each option and tap your chin with a hum, then look at him with a tilted head.

“any recommendations?”

you have to notice he has no idea what he’s doing by now, right? still, face unwavering, he picks up the bag they feed the cats they have up for adoption, “we use this for the cats here. i’m not really sure about the differences in other brands and stuff.”

you take the bag gently from his hold, then grab a similar one from the same brand that’s labeled specifically for kittens and compare the two.

“i think i’ll get this one since she’s still pretty small.” you hold up the latter and place the former back where he picked it up from, “how about litter?”

he takes you to the aisle behind the one you were previously in, gesturing awkwardly to the many different types. before you can ask if he has any suggestions, he points to one, “this is the one we use here.”

you smile. he read your mind.

with a small huff, you're grabbing that same brand and almost drop the container when you take it off the shelf - it’s much heavier than you thought. though kazutora has his own faults, he isn’t an asshole who’d just leave you to struggle. he gingerly grabs it from you, and you beam at him with a smile, “thanks.”

he only offers a curt nod, and follows you as you shop for smaller miscellaneous things - toys, treats, and a litter box all fill your hands along with the food you grabbed previously and kazutora offers no complaints when you finally make your way back to the counter.

“thanks.” you hum out again when he rounds the corner to get behind the register. he pauses for a second, staring at the computer and all its buttons and he’s genuinely lost for a second, trying to remember how chifuyu taught him to use it.

lucky for him, the man himself comes out from the back, a box in his hands and easily reading the furrow of his friends brows.

“all you have to do is ask for help,” he sighs with a click of his tongue, setting the box beside the items you’re buying. he taps a few things, explaining to kazutora again just how to do it and starts scanning the items for you, “he give you too much trouble? he’s still training-”

“he was perfectly helpful.” you smile, “i would’ve been lost otherwise.”

ᶻz・rindou haitani

⠀ ⬤ meeting you is violent.

“leave me alone-” you’re shoving past your ex with a huff, almost gasping when instead of letting you pass, he pushes you against the wall of the dingy club you’re in and grins at your clear aggravation.

“we’re not done talking,” he sighs out, “i didn’t come all the way to roppongi to get brushed to the side.” his arms are caging you in, and you want to scream to get anyone’s attention. you’re unsure if it’d even work - everyone around you seems to already be too drunk to worry about what’s going on outside their bubble, and you sure if anyone does notice, they don’t care.

“why come at all. are you stalking me now? i told you i don’t want anything to do with you-”

he stops you with a growl, eyes narrowing, “ah ah, we’re here to talk. don’t wanna make me upset, do ya?” you flinch away from him when he reaches up to cup your cheek, and someone clicking their teeth behind him makes him pause and look over his shoulder. “what, can’t you see we’re talki-”

he doesn’t get to finish his sentence. not when the man behind him rears his fist back and punches.

you pull your arms to yourself, gasping as he collapses to the floor with your eyes wide. one hit, and he’s out cold. you look up frantically to the offender, your savior, but he’s already pushing his way through the gaping crowd, leaving you to stumble behind him as he leaves the club.

“w-wait a sec!” you call out after him, and he pauses his retreat but doesn’t turn to face you. it gives you time to catch up to him, and when you’re standing in front of him, he’s scowling. despite this, he’s still pretty. you feel your face warm, and his brows raise as if he’s waiting for you to say something.

you did scream for him, after all.

“u-um, thanks,” you manage out after a moments pause, bowing your head, “thank you.” you say again more clearly. when you finally look back up at him he’s eyeing you in a way that has you wrapping your arms around yourself.

he clicks his teeth again, walking past you without a word, and you find yourself following behind like a lost puppy. he pauses again when you’re only a few steps behind him, looking over his shoulder, “if you’re gonna follow me, you might as well walk with me and talk.”

he says it like a statement, but you take it as a command. you walk for a few blocks in silence before you break it to mumble out your name.

he grins at the sound of it leaving your lips, “rindou haitani.” and it dawns on you then it was his club you were just in. apologies follow. for your ex, for not destabilizing the situation, for ruining the mood in his club, but he’s shaking his head with a hum.

“s’okay. you just gave me an excuse to leave, and i’m glad your pretty self followed.”

#wakasa x reader #wakasa imaushi #imaushi wakasa x reader #wakasa imaushi x reader #imaushi x reader #kazutora x reader #hanemiya kazutora x reader #kazutora hanemiya x reader #kazutora hanemiya #hanemiya x reader #ran haitani x reader #rindou x reader #haitani rindou x reader #haitani x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #x reader #salmon rowe

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effetsecndaires · 13 days

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— 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐫𝐞𝐯 𝐦𝐞𝐧 + 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬. (𝟐)

➺ INCLUDES: taiju shiba, hanma shuji, ran haitani, rindou haitani, keizo arashi (benkei), wakasa imaushi, izana kurokawa, (all of legal age, timeskip or bonten) x fem!reader

➺ CONTENT WARNING | this post contains explicit porn links!! you may need to have a twitter account or change your privacy settings to be able to see them. Please do not interact if you are under 18.

➺ NOTE | You ask, I deliver :) the links will probably disappear after a little while but i'll do my best to replace them or find similar ones when that happens!

➟ TAIJU.

Taiju’s fingers are so much thicker, so much longer than yours, always reaching places you can only dream of reaching yourself. He doesn't do sex before marriage but he'd be damned if he were to leave you frustrated and unsatisfied when you're whining and begging so prettily for him.

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➟ WAKASA.

Wakasa doesn't like to rush things. He’ll work you to orgasm nice and slow — his cock tucked underneath the rough lacy fabric of your lingerie as he thrusts his hips forward, his cock dragging between your folds while his thumb gently rubs your clit in time with his movements, his breathing uneven and shaky from the pleasure building up.

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➟ HANMA.

Hanma loves being in control, and he loves to put you in your place when you start acting a little too bratty for his liking. There's nothing that thrills him more than watching you squirm and beg, his fingers furiously pumping in and out of your pussy, lewd squelching sounds accompanying the pathetic little sounds coming out of your mouth while his other hand tightens its hold around your throat, teaching you a lesson.

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➟ IZANA.

Izana isn't exactly gentle with you. He’ll hold you by the throat, pull your hair and force your head back as he fucks you like you’re his own personal fleshlight, your neck arching painfully as he keeps you in place - knees firmly planted into the mattress for more leverage. But the pain is always worth it when you feel the sloppy press of his lips onto yours, reminding you of how much he loves you.

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➟ BENKEI.

Benkei always pulls the strongest, most powerful and body-shaking orgasms out of you. He's rough but never too much, just the right amount that turns you into a moaning mess, your eyes rolling back in your head. His thrusts are firm and rough, loud “plop” sounds echoing inside the room while the pair of panties he stuffed in your mouth serves to muffle your moans.

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➟ RINDOU.

Rindou eats you out like he's paid to do it — always making sure you're nice and comfortable before he dives in and makes a complete mess of you. He’ll slide his tongue whatever way he pleases, up, down, or side-to-side; tasting every inch of you and swallowing everything you have to offer.

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➟ RAN.

Why would you own so many toys of all shapes and sizes when you have your very own loving husband at home? You better hide them well unless you want him to dedicate a few hours of his day to edging you and overstimulating you until you pass out on his lap.

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#tokyo revengers x reader #x fem reader #tokyo revengers smut #taiju shiba x reader #taiju shiba smut #benkei x reader #benkei smut #keizo arashi x reader #keizo arashi smut #wakasa imaushi x reader #wakasa imau smut #izana kurokawa x reader #izana x reader #ran haitani x reader #rindou haitani x reader #ran haitani smut #rindou haitani smut

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unfinshedsentec · 1 year

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TR BOYS AND THEIR TYPOS

because I can’t type (and I desperately wanted to do an smau)

reader is gender neutral!

characters: baji, mikey, draken, izana, inui, rindou, wakasa, and kazutora

tw: cursing, mentions of suicide, and anxiety (I guess?)

masterlist || reblogs are very appreciated <3

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gabytodd · 4 months

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stranger: hey, is this guy bothering you?

y/n, looking @ shin: yeah, but he’s my husband so i signed up for this.

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #incorrect tokyo revengers quotes #shinichiro sano x reader #mikey sano x reader #izana kurokawa x reader #emma sano x reader #baji keisuke x reader #sanzu haruchiyo x reader #takemichi hanagaki x reader #mitsuya takashi x reader #draken x reader #kazutora hanemiya x reader #inui seishu x reader #kokonoi hajime x reader #wakasa imaushi x reader #haitani rindou x reader #ran haitani x reader

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prncessrindou · 1 month

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fast n’ furious // repost from wakashawty

♱ CONTENT WARNING . . fem!reader, street racer!wakasa, unprotected sex, jealousy, waka scares reader w his driving, car sex, marijuana use, creampie and use of pet names.

♱ WORD COUNT . . 2.5k

“You did the damn thing tonight, Waka.” A woman said as she grinned in Wakasa’s face.

The track was the place to be on Friday nights. It’s where every racer got to show off their rides and skills behind the wheel. The money was something to look forward to, but Wakasa didn’t thrive off that. What get his adrenaline pumping is knowing the dangers and consequences behind it.

“Hm, you think so?” Wakasa asked the grinning woman.

As usual, Wakasa stolen another victory with his superior driving skills, winning the money fair and square. The other challenger was mean muggin him from afar, though Wakasa was unaware of this or just didn’t give a shit.

“Is it just me or is he mean muggin you?” The woman asked. Wakasa shrugged, “he’ll be alright.” He responded nonchalantly as he leaned back against his car.

You suddenly and purposefully stormed out by Wakasa and the women. You knew that Wakasa was popular with the women before getting into a relationship with him, though you thought it would’ve stopped when you guys finally came out, but all it did was get one hundred times worse.

Wakasa grabbed your arm, pulling you into his chest. “Where do you think you’re going?” He asked into your ear, wrapping his arms around your waist and biting your earlobe softly. The other girls watched in disbelief and walked away. Finally, he thought.

“Home.” You muttered. “Oh? Well, how are you going to get there, hm?” He asked with a teasing grin on his face.

“I’m walking!” You pushed away from his chest and looked around, “where did your little girlfriend run off to? You should go after her!” You spat.

Wakasa chuckled, “she’s right in front of me.” He said, “seeing you get all jealous is so sexy, princess.” He grabs your waist and pulls you into his chest once more, “especially in this skirt.” He begins tugging on it, “you have no idea what you’re doing to me right now.”

You rolled your eyes, “I ain’t jealous.” You wouldn’t consider yourself as a person with low self esteem, but you never thought someone like Wakasa Imaushi would be interested in you. When he first asked you out, you turned him down. Simply because you thought he was out of your league and Wakasa never had a woman to turn him down. Ever… He knew then and there that you were the one and he had to have you.

“But, you are totally jealous.” He responded, “and I think it’s hot.” He whispered into your ear, gripping on the plush of your ass. You hit his chest and he chuckled, “we’re in public, you perv!” You squealed.

“And? I’m just grabbing what’s mine.” Wakasa said as he placed a kiss on your nose.

You couldn’t help, but smile. Wakasa was good at making you smile, no matter the situation.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, placing a kiss on his soft lips. “Hm, I think I deserve more than just one kiss, baby.” Wakasa grinned. You hummed, “you did win tonight so I guess you do deserve an reward.” You said, kissing his soft lips.

Suddenly a group of girls came out of nowhere, “Hey, Wakaaa!” They shouted loudly. “Are you coming to the kickback?” One girl out the group asked.

“When is it starting?” Wakasa asked, letting go of your waist and turning his attention to the girls.

“It’s going on now.” A girl responded, “we’re heading there now, you should come and… bring your lady friend.” The girl teased.

Oh, this fucking bitch.

“Sounds like it’ll be fun.. wanna swing by, baby?” Wakasa turns his attention towards you. You now have your arms folded, making your breast sit up high and his dick twitches upon seeing it.

He wants to put his face in them in front of these girls.

“Swing by your fucking self!” You walked off, bumping into him with as much force as you could and walking to the passenger side of his car, getting in and slamming the door as hard as you could.

The girls were speechless after seeing your behavior and honestly, you, yourself weren’t too happy with how you handled it. You wish you didn’t get so worked up because that’s what they want you to do so they can get a good laugh about how they got under your skin.

Wakasa waved his arms up in the air, “what gives, baby?” He mouthed. You flipped him off and he sighed deeply. Suddenly, he got in the car and started it; he pulled off on the girls, leaving them where they stood. The car ride was silent, you were looking out through the window as Wakasa drove down the dark highway. “Ya’ hungry?” He finally broke the silence.

You didn’t respond, you remained looking out the window. Wakasa leaned over and opened the glove department, taking out a already rolled up blunt. “So yer’ not gonna talk to me? Gonna give me the silent treatment?” He spoken up, putting the blunt to his mouth and lighting it up, inhaling it.

You remained silent, just shifting in your seat. Waka sighed, exhaling the smoke. He pressed his foot down on the gas, pushing eighty miles.

You noticed the car speed difference. You glanced over and saw that Wakasa was pushing eighty, but you still refused to say anything to him. You wasn’t about to give in and say anything to him about the speed, thinking he’d just slow down eventually, but that wasn’t the case at all.

The engine was roaring as Wakasa pushed the gas, one hand on the steering wheel while the other hand held onto the blunt, putting it up to his mouth here and there. Now he was pushing ninety, and you were getting a little nervous.

Wakasa didn’t say a word, eyes fixated on the road as the cars speed was getting higher. “Hey, Waka.. slow down a bit.” You finally spoke, looking at Wakasa.

He didn’t respond nor acknowledge you, he kept his eyes strictly on the road. Your heart was beating out of your chest as the speed reached ninety, getting closer and closer to one-hundred. “Damnit, Wakasa! Slow the fuck down now!” You screamed.

Wakasa abruptly pressed down on the breaks, the car screeching to a stop. Your hands went to the dashboard, breathing heavily as the car finally came to a stop. “The fuck is wrong with you?!” You yelled, voice wobbly from being scared half to death.

Wakasa starts to laugh, “my bad, baby.” He said, “jus’ wanted you to say some’ to me.”

“And you thought pulling some shit like that would do the trick? You’re really a jackass, Waka!” You spat, you were on the verge of tears because you really got frighten.

Don’t cry in front of him, don’t be a pussy!

Wakasa peeped your voice change, “hey, look at me..” he grabbed your attention by grabbing your chin, “I’m sorry, didn’t mean to scare ya’.” He said, “don’t cry.. you’re too pretty for that.” His thumb wiping away your tears.

“Whatever,” you sniffed, “just take me home, please.”

Wakasa doesn’t say anything else and just nods. He presses his foot on the gas gently and drives away. But, instead of taking you home like you wished, he takes you to a secluded spot. A spot you and him usually go to after his races.

“What are we doing here?” You questioned.

He backed the car in, placed it in park and turned off the engine. He adjusted his seat and leaned back in it, “you still mad at me?” He asked, his voice was low and deep.

“What do you think?” You questioned, with a bit of bite in your tone.

“C’mere.” Wakasa said. You gave it some thought and gave in, climbing over and sat in front of him on his lap.

His tatted hands were rubbing your exposed plush thighs. The way you were sitting, you could feel his cock underneath you. “Sorry ‘bout that, didn’t mean to scare you. Can you forgive me?” He asked, half lidded eyes staring at you.

You rolled your eyes and you shrugged. Wakasa chuckled lowly. “What’s funny?” You asked.

“Nothin’.. you’re just sexy as hell when you’re mad.” He replied, “and y’know what else?”

“I dunno.. what?”

He licked his lips, “I also get mad and jealous too.. like earlier before the race started, I saw you talking to a few dudes… and I saw how they were checking you out.” He squeezed your thighs, “it pissed me off.. I wanted to bend you over in front of those fuckers to let them know who you belong to.” Wakasa said.

“Why didn’t you if it pissed you off that much?” You questioned, using your finger to trace over his exposed tatted chest.

Wakasa chuckled, “You really would’ve let me fuck you in front of everybody?”

“Dunno, maybe.” You shrugged.

Wakasa lazily smiled, “don’t play with me, miss we’re in public.”

“Oh, shut up!” You chuckled. Wakasa chuckled lowly, continuing to rub your thighs. “But,” he begins to speak, “all jokes aside, I really am sorry.” He says.

You sigh deeply, “I guess I can forgive you.. you’re lucky you’re so pretty.”

“Not as pretty as you.” Wakasa grins. You lean down to place a kiss on his lips, not realizing what you were actually doing in the process.

“Mm, do that again.” Wakasa says lowly. Wakasa groaned as you leaned over again, but stops you midway and grabs your hips, moving you back and forth as you sat on his lap, grinding on his clothed cock.

You felt his cock harden as you grind on his lap, Waka groaned once more at the friction you were causing, “fuck.. if you keep that up, you might start something you can’t finish.” he says, squeezing your thighs with his hands.

“Who says I can’t finish it?” you questioned, smashing your lip against his for a passionate kiss, you could taste a bit of mint from the gum Wakasa had earlier. You pulled away from his lips, “I always finish what I start.”

Wakasa grinned and licked his lips, your confidence amusing to him, “then show me.” He said, “show daddy how you finish shit.”

“With pleasure.” You said, unzipping Wakasa pants and his hard cock sprung up from his jeans, the tip oozing out pre cum. You raised your hips up, lifting your skirt up as Wakasa helped pulled your panties to the side. “A thong, huh? Fuck..” he said, biting his lips at the sight of your bare cunt.

He rubbed his tip against your folds, gathering your slick. You moaned at the friction and allowed him to slip inside of your cunt. “Fuck, fuck, fuckkk—” you moaned, your walls burning at how his cock was stretching you out.

You didn’t move your hips at all, it was almost as if you were cockwarming him. “Wakaaa, you’re so— shit!” You sobbed, laying your head in the crook of his neck. The smell of his cologne hitting your nostrils; you placed wet kisses on his neck.

“Mm, is my pretty girl gonna ride me?” His hands on the globe of your ass, squeezing your plushy skin. You nodded your head profusely, rocking your hips back and forth on his dick. He was huge to say the less, his dick dragging against your walls with every movement you made.

Wakasa watched as you bounced on his length, feeling the buzz from the weed he smoked earlier. He’s digging his nails into your skin, trying so desperately to control himself from slamming you down on his dick and fucking you dumb. Your pussy is clenching and spasming around him, he’s getting dizzy from it.

“Fuck, princess.. yer’ pussy squeezing the shit outta me!” Wakasa murmured, throwing his head back against the seat as you rocked him. He looks so pretty like this, surrounded in bliss as pleasure took over him.

You lifted your hips up, his length shining with your slick and his tip remained the only thing in your wet folds as you began moving your hips in a different way.. a way that would drive him crazy.

W— A— K—, your hips spelled out the first three letters of his name and then the forth, A—.

“Fuckkkk—,” Wakasa realized what you were doing, “that’s so sexy, shit baby..” biting his bottom lip and letting you continue doing what you were doing. S— A—.. by the time you finished the last word, he slammed your hips down; his fat tip practically tasting your spongy core and his length pulsating against your warm walls. “Ohhh- my! Fuck, Wakaaa!” You squealed, wrapping your arms around his neck as he lifted your ass up and down his dick.

His fingers were digging into your skin, enough to leave marks on your skin for the next day. You felt yourself coming undone as he repeatedly pounded your core. “Shit, m’ cummin! M’ cumminnnn!” You sobbed, Wakasa then guided your hips to go back and forth, practically grinding your clit against him.

“Heh,” he chuckled, “make a mess then, baby.” He said as he smacked your ass.

That was all he needed to say for you to snap. You sobbed Wakasa’s name like it was a sacred prayer as your high came washing over you like it was a tidal wave.

You knew Waka was close from how his dick was twitching inside of you. He continued rocking your hips back and forth while squeezing his eyes shut, groaning in your ear as pleasure took over him, spraying your walls with his warm cum. “Mmh, fuckkk,” he growled, gripping and slapping your ass as he came down from his high.

You both were out of breath, completely spent. Wakasa chuckles, throwing his head back against the seat, “so when were you gonna tell me you could do that freaky shit?” He asked, his large hands rubbing your ass.

You giggled, snuggling your face into his chest, “it was the spur of the moment type thing.. I was just trying something.”

“Hm,” Wakasa hums, “spur of the moment, huh? Well, it was hot as fuck.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it so much.” You leaned up, placing a kiss on his soft lips. You felt Wakasa’s dick harden back up as it remained inside of you. You broke away from the kiss, “tell me you’re not serious..!?” you said, Wakasa was grinning from ear to ear, “well, what can I say? You still owe me my reward for winning tonight.”

You arched your brow, “what are you talking about?” You questioned, “we literally just fucked.”

“Yeahhh, I know we did,” Waka said, “but, you was just proving to me you can finish what you start… proving yourself and giving a reward are two different things, princess.”

You rolled your eyes and you couldn’t help, but smile. “What am I going to do with you, Wakasa Imaushi?”

Wakasa laughed, his laugh was warm and his smile had butterflies swarming around in your stomach. “I don’t know, baby.” He said, suddenly smashing his lips against yours. He began moving your hips again, squelching sounds filled the car as he did so. The friction causing you to squeal in his mouth.

He broke away from the kiss, grinning from how you reacted to him moving your hips, “but, I know what I’m going to do with you though.” He smiles before sealing your lips with a kiss.

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