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IF YOU WEREN'T MINE, I'D BE JEALOUS OF YOUR LOVE | T. KISAKI

content: KINKTOBER [ 5 ] — for @8kh's KINKTOBER '21 collab

warnings: 18+ NSFW MDNI. semi-public masturbation (m). possessiveness if you squint. 747 words.

notes: finally a self indulgent kisaki kinktober piece for the last day of october 😩😩 probably not gonna be posted on october 31 exact bUT HEY

taglist: @hakk41 @mqtsuno @takeomis @harusick @lila-skies @mrskisaki @ruemensukuna @nahoyaa @roppongiperfume @erishaitto @amaejiki

Kisaki, as Tenjiku's chief of staff, was under the type of stress a good bottle of bourbon couldn't get rid of. Running one of Tokyo's top gangs put more weight on his shoulders than he could carry. Even with the abundance of staff he was so picky to hire and in the end, he found solace in the comfort of his home, because there was you.

After being away all day in a cramped car, tiredly driving around the city to secretive meetups and arms dealings that could get him arrested on the spot if he wasn't careful. He'd think about your simple welcoming ritual, a kiss on the cheek with your sweet voice greeting him at the front door. Ending the day in bed with you uttering a 'goodnight' and an 'i love you', all your love flowing out with every word and every kiss, so much so that he could feel it.

It was nice, undoubtedly one of his favorite things and he wouldn't trade you for the world, but some days he'd just selfishly want more like any man with the world at his fingertips.

He'd think about kissing you just a little hungrier, not having to pull you closer when you lean into him as for assurance instead. He'd think about your hands tugging at the knot of his tie as his hands traveled up under the back of your shirt. He'd think about the both of you stumbling about the hallway taking off each other's clothes, scattering them about the space to bother with in the morning as you make it to the bedroom.

He'd think of you moaning softly under him, your smooth skin under his dry hands, his name falling from your lips while your leg's resting on his shoulder. The cold of the anklet he bought you pressing into his skin as he drove himself deep into you. Kisaki's fucking you until he's spent just as the pendants of his initials on your anklet clink next to his ear.

He could almost hear it. Your little 'ah, ah, ah's as he bullies your sweet spot. All the 'Tetta, please's while he slows down just to compose himself when he feels like he's going to finish before you. But most importantly, the lewd sounds your cunt makes when you get so needy. The squelch of your pussy putting him in a haze while your walls hug him so perfectly.

But all good things came to an end, especially when the car behind him started honking. The scenario that had his pants tight and eyes low disappearing as he continued on with his day, but apparently unable to brush it off like any normal thought.

It was unlike him to lose his focus so easily, but the throb in his pants only seemed to get worse so he pulls over, unbuckling his seatbelt once the car's parked. He makes quick work of his belt and tucks the waistband of his underwear under his balls, the head of his cock already sticky with precum.

You. You. You. You.

It was all Kisaki ever wanted and thought about as he fisted his cock, mouth hanging open and letting out shaky breaths as he let his mind wander. Your smile, your kisses, your body, and most importantly your love. How you tell him just before he leaves, how you show him when your cunt milks him so deliciously when he comes home.

His grip tightens just a bit, trying to mimic the hug of your velvety walls, groaning as his stomach tightens. Not only did he have a meeting, he was about to be late for but masturbating to his thoughts alone in his car was just pathetic, but Kisaki's eyes rolled back and his cock throbbed to every lewd image of you his mind could manifest.

Maybe it was just because he'd never experienced this kind of love after being rejected but god, it was just as good as he thought it was and he didn't even realize it; to be so madly in love, the simplest things got him off.

It didn't matter what the two of you did. Kisaki felt safe with you. He wanted to be loved by you so much more than you already did and give the same back tenfold. The thought of you in anyone else's arms was unimaginable, and he was willing to make it damn near impossible as he came, mindlessly spilling all over his hand and suit.

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THIS ONE'S FOR THE GIRLS | S. KAWARAGI & Y. SHIBA

content: KINKTOBER [ 4 ] — senju, yuzuha, & you fuckin in some lingerie

warnings: 18+ NSFW MDNI. fem!reader. fingering. cunnilingus. scissoring. face sitting. 1.4k words.

notes: i changed the plot of this like 3 fucking times but i finally finished this and wrote this at peak horny and i think its alright. not 100% accurate to the ones in the links i just put those there for reference. and ty nica for beta reading like always <3

taglist: @hakk41 @takeomis @mqtsuno @harusick @mossygreys @roppongiperfume @erishaitto @ruemensukuna @mrskisaki @amaejiki @lila-skies

Senju kissed you with fervor, the taste of wine on her tongue flooding your taste buds the more she pushed it in. Yuzuha sat behind you, peppering kisses along the back of your neck and shoulders as she watched the two of you make out, her hands feeling up your body dressed in pastel pink lace. She cupped your breasts, massaging them through the fabric and eliciting quiet moans out of you, much to Senju's favor as she continued to kiss you.

Your hands rest on Senju's shoulders, sliding the strap of her white bra down the slope of her shoulder, one of her breasts nearly spilling out if it weren't for the support underneath.

"Yuzuha," you whine between your kisses with Senju, Yuzuha's hands kneading your tits a little harder. "Take it off, please."

"She's so polite." Yuzuha hums. "You like it when I touch your tits like this, baby?"

You nod, the motion disrupting your kiss with Senju for a moment, but your eagerness just makes her laugh.

A whine escapes you when Yuzuha's fingers dip over the cups of your bra to pinch your nipples. "Y-yes, ah!" You moan, head dipping back onto her shoulder. "Fuck, more, please..."

Senju chuckles, kissing the skin of your chest as the claps of your bra come undone, allowing her to pull the garment off you and case her mouth around on of your nipples, sucking on it with need while rolling the other between her fingers.

Yuzuha pulls you into a sloppy kiss, drinking in the moans Senju pulls out of you as your neck twists to reach her. Yuzuha relaxes onto the headboard, letting you lay against her chest as she tugs at the ribbons on the sides of your panties, their hold keeping the garment together until she pulls them off and tosses them aside.

Senju takes notice of your now bare cunt under her, lying in between your legs that were clothed in the stockings. The fabric held up by the suspenders on your garter belt. She blows a playful gust of wind onto your glistening cunt, the cold making you wince as she's hooking her arms around your thighs and pulling lightly to lay you flatter on the mattress.

Senju's tongue licks a stripe between your legs, sucking teasingly at your folds before she finally focuses on your clit, flicking and sucking at it while you moan and drip all over her mouth and chin. Yuzuha's stomach tightens at the sight, getting off on watching Senju eat you out as her hips grind into the mattress for some friction.

"A-ah, Senju, Senju!" You moan, your climax rippling throughout your body.

She dips her tongue into your hole, gathering enough slick before she's hovering over you. Your mouth opens obediently, tongue sticking out as she drips the contents of hers into your mouth for you to swallow before moving to kiss Yuzuha, allowing her to taste you on her tongue.

Senju's breasts hover over your face, your hands reaching up to unclasp her bra behind her back and pull it off to pepper kisses and hickeys all over her chest. Her hand reaches back to her hip, pulling off the ribbon on her panties like Yuzuha did to you, tossing them over the side of the bed before she pulls away.

She sits comfortably near the edge of the bed, leaning back with her arm propping her up and her legs spread, free hand spreading her folds to show the both of you how wet she'd gotten.

"Fuck," she hisses, rubbing small circles on her clit. "Mm, look at what you did to me, sweetheart. Come here,"

You crawl over to her, laying the same way she did between your legs, as you stare lustfully at her puffy folds before licking them. Senju moans at the contact, her clit hard on your tongue as you flick it, your fingers pushing into her hole to double the stimulation.

Yuzuha chuckles at your eagerness. Senju stares euphorically at her as she takes off her bra and panties now that she had room to move. Yuzuha pops a couple fingers into her mouth, rubbing small but slow circles on her clit as she watches you and Senju.

The way you lapped at Senju's pussy was sloppy. The taste of her essence was intoxicating, your tongue and fingers working desperately to get more out of her like it wasn't already covering your chin and mouth. Your fingers curl up to her sweet spot, abusing it and eliciting an obnoxious moan out of her.

"Oh, god, fuck!" She moans, holding eye contact with Yuzuha, who's mouth's hanging open at the sensation she's managed to build up from just watching. "Yeah, baby, that's good— fuck, that's so fucking good."

The circles Yuzuha's drawing on her clit grow tighter and faster, her and Senju's orgasms about to line up as louder moans begin to fill the room.

Senju gestures for Yuzuha to come to where she is, the sight of her masturbating alone giving her an idea to use you to your full potential. She greets her with a quick kiss before pulling away from you, sliding off the edge of the bed to stand. You look up at her with doe eyes, unsure of why she pulled away.

"Up higher on the bed, pretty. Lie on your back for me." She says, her hand cupping your face and caressing your cheek. "You did so well for me but Yuzuha wants to feel you too. Wouldn't want her to be left out, yeah?"

You shake your head as Senju eyes Yuzuha, lightly slapping your cheek before you do as you're told.

You lie flat in the middle of the mattress, the other two crawling up on either side of you. Senju sits near your head, her hand lovingly cupping your face again while Yuzuha spreads your legs, fixing herself to sit between them. She holds one of your legs over her shoulder, kissing along your calf as she sits sideways between your legs, the wetness of her pussy meeting yours.

Yuzuha gasps, rolling her hips slowly as she eases into the sensation, her clit grinding on yours.

It felt euphoric, probably the best you've felt in a long time. Senju watches hungrily, pussy throbbing between her legs making her tuck her bottom lip between her teeth.

"Feels good, Yuzu?" Senju coos.

"Hah, fuck yes." Yuzuha sighs.

"And what about you, princess?" Senju asks, watching you quietly moan and furrow your brows under her, your clit probably still sensitive from earlier. "Yuzuha fucking you good?"

You nod, closing your eyes in pleasure.

"Uh, uh. You gotta tell her, baby." Senju tuts. "She likes it when you tell 'er that."

Yuzuha shoots her a glare, a stern look in her eye hiding the anticipation of your whiny praises.

"Ah, Yuzuha— feels s'good.. on me..." You moan breathlessly.

"Yeah, pretty? This feel good?" She replies, grinding on you harder and tucking her bottom lip between her teeth to muffle a moan. "Oh, fuck, you feel so fuckin' good on me, so fuckin' wet for me like a good girl, yeah?"

"Ah, hah— y-yes, yes! Yuzuha!" You cry, "Mm! Harder, Yuzu— mmf!"

Your moans are cut off by Senju taking her place over your mouth facing Yuzuha. The taste of her wetness floods your taste buds again while your moans vibrate on her pussy.

"Fuck, put that mouth to some use, yeah? I'm still here, you know?" She sneers, careful not to put all her weight on you as she grinds on your tongue once it sticks out.

It doesn't take long for them to pick up where they've left off, their climaxes building up along with yours. You grind your hips to the rhythm of Yuzuha's while you loosely hook your arms around Senju's thighs, giving her room to grind and for you to lap at her clit if she ever felt tired.

"S-shit, hah, 'm gonna cum." Yuzuha announces, her rhythm growing sloppy as she tries her best to bite back her moans, the sounds only going higher in pitch the closer she got.

"F-Fuck, oh, baby." Senju moans, her rhythm faltering as well, leaving you to hungrily lap at her clit. "Keep doing that— hah, don't stop. Please, don't stop."

Yuzuha rolls her hips faster, "ugh, fuck! Cumming, cumming!" Both your climaxes hitting you at the same time like a wave, your back arching as you came.

Senju cums shortly after as your moans vibrate on her cunt. She slowly rides out her orgasm, her thighs trembling at the sides of your head while she pants, chest heavy as he slick drips into your mouth.

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╰ ♡ ︰HOUSE OF BALLONS⌇·˚ ༘

PARTY SEX! seperate scenarios on how they fuck you at a party based of the weeknd’s house of balloons album.

characters + keisuke baji. kazutora hanemiya. chifuyu matsuno. mitsuya takashi.

contains + female reader. oral (f receiving). fingering. female masturbation. implied voyeurism. implied semi-public and public sex. mention of drugs. explicit cheating. 1250 words in total.

notes + this album has been in my mind for 2 weeks and it screams sex and drugs very much, so why don’t i write it instead. the quickest writing i’ve ever made and it’s my favorite one now. enjoy !

KEISUKE BAJI ╰ ︰06. The Party & The After Party

keisuke was well aware that these bitches weren't interested in his love, but rather in his potential. inside, he was twisting and turning, and the only girls he was willing to fuck with seemed to have different pills on them. it sucks when they tell him they love him, even though it was just a way to get with his friends.

however, the person he wants to hear that they love you even if it was just merely a pretty lie to his face; was you. with your louis v. bag, tats on your arms, and six-foot-tall high heel shoes. everyone wants you, and if you want to, you can have them all.

but only keisuke baji has what you're looking for.

when you walked through his frat door entrance, keisuke felt like a million bucks was aimed at him. he can’t believe he got the jackpot. the way your body swayed while his touch trailed around your waist, your ass—he gripped them firmly. in the end, he got you to touch your own body while still kissing you on the neck. but that’s not enough; your love; he needs more, and he needs you.

you've got him drowning in your unconditional love, drowning in this mist. if you give him just the right amount of attention, he won't stop, and things could go violent. sessions on the floor of his room upstairs, both didn’t roll but keisuke pulled. “fuck it, i’ll be sippin on your gorgeous cunt, baby.”

“you don’t gotta ask me, ya ‘know. i got ‘cha girl.”

keisuke understands your body, how your body wants it, and wants him. keisuke knew your thoughts, all about it. you’re a big girl, and it’s your own world, so he’ll let you do how you wanna.

“we can play all night, babe.” and with that, it’ll take just one night for keisuke to fucking prove this feeling he would give to you.

KAZUTORA HANEMIYA ╰ ︰04. The Morning

prostitutes and strippers, kazutora is one of them. a repetitive loop of kazutora hanemiya's life from morning to evening, as he will later abandon his unhurried state to continue partying as night falls.

strippers and prostitutes are only interested in one thing: money. it does not come easily, though; people must work hard in order to receive any big compensation.

all that money, the money is the motive. when it comes to life, it’s kazutora’s motivation. but when he saw you, he realized he didn't need any of it to put in all the effort. he’ll push you to your limit, overstimulating you. he’ll push you through the pain, the pain you will gain as he pounded his whopping cock inside your bare walls.

he'll push it like a virgin to a game. you were a virgin when it came to money, and you were a virgin when it came to fame. as a result, kazutora believes that this is his only opportunity.

loud complaints from his house residents while you make the money rain in front of the man by taking off your clothes. when he slid another digit into your hot pussy, kazutora let the world hear your brave moans. "better slow down or nah?" he asked you a question in such an exquisite voice that you couldn't answer no. the walls were bouncing as the dj played music throughout the house, but two were loud enough to bother the neighbors, who were either attempting to sleep in the evening or avoiding waking up early in the morning.

CHIFUYU MATSUNO ╰ ︰02. What You Need

chifuyu prides himself better than any other man, because taking somebody else’s girl is his most valued rotten hobby. fooling about with a taken chick on a boundless high or climax, he can supply you with the care and pleasure that other competitors simply can’t.

an underground norm, they know that females don't have to leave their men to make love with chifuyu matsuno. the guy will strive to complete you with all what you require, with both drugs and sex, your favorite sort of combo.

out of his line-up of women, you were undoubtedly his favorite one. you’re the drug in his veins, he needs to battle through the pain just to have you tonight, and he won’t stop ‘till he is coming down. thus, when he spotted you leaving your boyfriend to grab some drinks, he had been waiting for this, for him to steal you out of the hectic crowd.

he held you close beside the empty pool, began to pamper you with kisses. it began off lightly, like he hadn’t seen you in years—a kiss that indicates i miss you. but then it rapidly progressed to something more, you both were making out hard, passionate, and very sloppy kisses as his lips rushed to other regions of your body.

the guy began to take the friction from your lips all away to your clit, massaging and sucking them gently while you seized his hair. he likes it when you gaze down at him, with him staring up to you. “does he touch you like this?” he remembers when your boyfriend messed with you at the previous party. you bobbled your head, signaling no to him. of course, he is far more better than your boyfriend in every single matter.

“maybe he’s what you want,” one of his hands began to hold your wrist, he slid your fingers into his mouth, tongue and saliva were encircling all over them. after it’s been wet, chifuyu goes in softly and lets you fuck yourself while he’s simply going sit there and watch you becoming all excited by the tempo of his guidance. “but i’m what you need, princess.”

chifuyu matsuno is going to love you the way you need.

MITSUYA TAKASHI ╰ ︰07. Loft Music

mitsuya has a concept of living in the moment. rather than spending his time doing all the pleasurable things with his sweetheart, the guy would rather choose the road of finding someone, as stranger who’s bold, witty, irresistible, and too fucking sexy to deal with. he could, in fact, pay to have someone sleep and drink with him, but it wouldn't be the same thing as being there.

doing coke and banging ladies while storming one of his pals frat home who are all stacked up teases. that may not be the greatest thing for the long term, but it’s pretty amazing for now. so when he heard you riding out someone in the bathroom, he became hard. harder when you were yelling his name when the truth you’re not even playing with him within those walls.

when the other guy returned from the restroom, he was holding himself back so as not to jerk himself straight on the spot. he just gave mitsuya a sideway glance and a nod before telling him that he needed to go give her a lesson.

mitsuya believes you have lost your morals, but he doesn't mind since you don't need them to go where you're headed anyhow. “can you tell me what you doin’ in the bathroom with him, honey?” he checked up on you, crouching down to your level, “i believe i heard noises in here.”

wet dreams fry your brain all day and in this two-floor loft in the heart of the metropolis, mitsuya promised that you were going to see him. mitsuya takashi, who puts your thoughts in a dream world, he who transports you to another universe. you missed him so badly, that you occurred to confuse someone else as him and took him to the nearby restroom. but he's right there in front of you.

“it’s okay baby, show off what you talkin ‘bout when we do it in the living room with the whole crowd watching, ‘kay?”

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I CANT WRITE FULL ON SMUTS PLS how do u even do that fuck it i'll settle with drabbles instead <3333

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mitsuya hears it quite a lot, that he hit the jackpot with having you as his assistant — responsible, professional, nice and fun to be with. of course, he knows that well, knows you well, and he’s thankful to have someone as helpful as you around. but you see, being mitsuya takashi’s assistant isn’t limited to scheduling his appointments, bagging clients here and there, buying him coffees in the morning and picking out the finest fabrics possible for him. as mitsuya’s assistant, letting him use your body when he needs to let off steam has become a part of your job. he doesn’t care where and when, he’ll do it when he has to and being the responsible assistant that everyone dubs you as, you allow him. how can you not? you can’t let your boss continue working when he’s all pent up, right?

sometimes, mitsuya would have you on his lap, bouncing you on his cock with his head thrown back. if the day’s not too hectic and he just wants to relax, cockwarming is his go-to. what’s a better way to loosen up than have your tight walls hug his cock? none! there are days when you would have to stay under his desk, sucking him off while he’s having a conversation, may it be face-to-face or through a phone call. he would always praise you after that, though, telling you how good and professional you were for not getting caught.

however, when his day isn’t going well, mitsuya will be rougher and dirtier than usual. he would have you sprawled on top of his desk, and telling him that the fabrics and his sketches are already on the floor in an attempt to slow down his thrusts is futile. the only answer you will get is, i can buy and make new ones, so stay still and be a good girl for me. can you do that for me, darlin'?  who are you to say no? he will fuck you against the glass window of his office when it’s nighttime just because he thinks it’s a good view. mitsuya loves, loves kissing you but once he feels that you’re about to cum, he will pull back. no matter how much you beg him to kiss you again, he won’t because he wants to hear you, wants everyone outside to hear how good his dearest assistant is to him. he wants them to know that no matter how much they try to woo you to work for them instead, no one else can have you but him.

during formal events, if you appear donning that dress he personally tailored for you, best believe he's going to have his fingers deep inside you, under the table, once you’re seated in front of a lot of people. while he’s casually talking to other people as he fills you with his fingers, you’re beside him struggling not to make a single noise and to make sure the pleasure won’t be too obvious on your face. if you squirm a little, he will move closer to your ear and whisper now now, baby. i’ll fuck you good in the car later. you love that, right? so you have to stay quiet for now. and if the people notice your smile drop from time to time, the way mitsuya bites and licks his lower lip, and how he brings his fingers to his mouth to clean them, they won’t say a thing. with a promise that he will make you a new and prettier one, your dresses always end up getting ripped apart after every event. such a shame but who cares when you’re getting railed.

mitsuya will take you anywhere and whenever, but if there’s one thing he never misses, it’s tying up your hands behind your back using his tape measure when he fucks you  — the very same one he uses to measure all those well-known models.

and the one thing that mitsuya adores about you is how quickly you compose yourself, chatting with your colleagues as if he didn’t just finish blowing your back a few moments ago, and as if you’re not currently filled to the brim with his cum.

truly a responsible, professional and obedient assistant. he really is lucky to have you, isn’t he? ♡

this is a repost from my main blog with little revisions ! i just wanted to move it here.

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[ 09:56 ] — this is a fem!reader timestamp. MDNI.

Never have you thought about doing this. And in public, of all places. You were always the conventionalist, not until you met him, a gang leader who fell head over heels with someone timid like you.

“Wakasa,” you whispered. Breathy, shaky and certainly needy.

The head between your legs hummed, sound vibrating between your legs and reaching your ears as though he wasn’t concerned for being underneath your long skirt in a cubicle inside the ladies’ washroom.

You threw your head back when he continued lapping your cunt, drinking all of your arousal to his mouth and tasting your sweetness on his tongue. He wasn’t one to be so frisky but seeing you all innocent and delicate beside him whilst you buy groceries for his pantry, it stirred something inside him. Something primal and possessive, and he rushed the two of you out the store, leading you to your current position.

Wakasa soothingly gripped your ass, burying his face even more on your shaven pussy and nose touching the hood of your clit. The added stimulation compelled you to moan his name once more, hand clutching the door whilst the other fondled your clothed breast.

“Ssh, Princess. Don’t want anyone to hear you, yeah?”

He added a long finger in, skillfully and without much trouble caused by the wetness of his tongue and more so, of your own slick. His mouth took place on your thigh, marking love bites that he knew you would reprimand him later for, but he didn’t give a damn. He wanted his print on you.

He curled his deft digit in, reaching for the spot you never fail to tremble with, all the while his own cock throbbing against the confines of his pants simply by the idea of making a mess out of his perfect little princess.

“Waka…”

Wakasa recognized that lilt in your voice. You were close, delightfully close to your orgasm, and his tongue went back to your clit, sucking the sensitive bud as he pumped his finger vigorously, putting another one in and he felt you quiver upon the added stimulation.

“Cum, Princess.”

You did, silently so. But nonetheless, it was explosive. You had your eyes shut tight, mouth loosely hung open in a silent scream, and he couldn’t stop edging you to another one, feeling your gummy walls squeeze him tighter due to his persistent motions.

He smiled against your pussy lips when you violently jerked, coming hard the second time around, and he took pity on you now since you were probably sensitive with pleasure, rocking his fingers back and forth in a slow manner.

You dragged the flimsy fabric of your skirt, breathing heavy and with a fucked out expression, and you saw Wakasa looking up at you with a soft smile, eyes twinkling with adoration.

“Hi, Princess.”

omg hi princess lfmksksks. forgive my h-wordiness. don’t mind the errors too haha. i didn’t proofread this at all.

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— CHERRY PICKS, CHERRY DRIPS.

ABOUT + mikey. hanma happy birthday. kazutora. wakasa. rindou.

NOTE + creampie. dumbification. degradation. overstimming himself. pussydrunk because that is the anthem. gross but in a good way. cum play. pussy slapping. clit stim. fingering. not proofread. also— thank you for another milestone! i couldn’t thank you all enough but i hope this little headcanons will make up for it. love lots! <3

MANJIRO.

+ “i love watching my cum sit in your tight little hole.”

+ gets so excited to sit back and watch your pussy because you always look so pretty for him. so cute with your twitching hole pushing out fat drool of his cum, as if your tight little cunt couldn’t take it all. it’s adorable, he thought. manjiro makes it his thing to rub your clit while smearing the traces of his cum around your cleft. too much and too thick, his fat cum dribbles down from your hole and now, all around your pussy. <3

HANMA.

+ “look at your cunt, baby, couldn’t suck all of my cum. cute.”

+ if there’s something hanma loves to look at aside from your face, it’s your raw and pulsating pussy hole whenever he pulls out and admires his work. work that was your spasming cunt pushing out his fat cum— creamy and heavy, fresh from his plump balls. he loves the sight of his semen blocking your fucked out hole that he has a whole album of your pussy dripping cum in his photos— an inspiration for whenever he gets lonely and horny for his pretty baby. <3

KAZUTORA.

+ “pussy so warm for me... so wet... so mine.”

+ kazutora loves finger fucking your tender, twitching hole right after cumming a shitload in your pussy. dexterous middle finger making its way between your sensitive walls. he loves the feeling of his thick cum around his skin as he rolled his finger slowly inside your cunt. gooey and warm around his finger, kazutora makes a sound deep from his throat. before swiping the remaining cum that had slobbered down thighs just to push and finger them back to where they belong. to your pussy. <3

WAKASA.

+ “‘m gonna cum and fuck you again ‘til you’re full and dripping, princess.”

+ when he fucks you— he actually mounts you from the back. hands securing your waist, his cock aching and raw by how tight your hole is. so sensitive it makes his cocktip swell, his fat and heavy balls tightening up. you just feel so good every time— milking him, choking his cock, painting his balls shiny with your slick. making wakasa wanna fill you up until ample amounts of cum drips down your hole to the mattress underneath you. <3

RINDOU.

+ “going dumb for me now, slut?”

+ fucks you in missionary. the position where both your legs are draped over his shoulders, body folded in half so he could bury his cock balls-deep in your walls. he doesn’t cum inside, though. he pumps his raw cock, lining the flushed head before your clit before squirting loads and loads of fat cum. cum that he would use to paint your cleft, your inner thighs, before slapping your pussy repeatedly just to make a mess of your slicky cunt. <3

#[!] faves #[!] rndm #GOING DUMB FOR ME NOW SLUT? #YES ! I AM ! #my degradation kink went 📈📈📈 #HSJDHFJSJDHDHS #the kazutora one tho #yes yours

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Baji sucks the cum out of your pussy after he nuts in you then spits it back in your mouth

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virgin, fresh out of jail kazutora is one needy boy. he gets turned on at the simplest things but can you blame him? he stayed behind bars for how many years, of course he had never seen a lady as pretty as you inside :( your boobs touching his arm when you hook your arm around his? he's hard. you're innocently eating a lollipop? he's gonna imagine your lips wrapped around his cock instead. you come to visit him in the pet shop with a short skirt on? oh, he's gonna excuse himself as soon as you're gone to jerk himself off in the storage room before he comes untouched in his pants. it happens quite a lot, chifuyu's already used to hearing the whines and grunts kazutora fails to suppress. really, you drive him insane. sometimes, tora thinks if you're truly clueless with the effect you have on him, or you're just playing innocent to rile him up.

the thing is, virgin!tora will not make a move because he's shy :( it's you who has to make the first move. it all began when you were watching a movie, and a steamy scene came up. virgin!tora obviously got so hard at that that he tried to cover his pants with a pillow. you are no fool, of course, and immediately noticed the way he flinched whenever you held him. poor tora couldn't even focus on the movie he was so excited to watch and like the best girlfriend that you are, you didn't allow that! in an instant, you went down on your knees and unbuckled his belt. tora was flustered at first, even pushed your head away but just one whisper "i want it in my mouth so bad, 'tora. you want it too, don't you?" from you, tora gave up. he was shy, burning red, but he couldn't deny the fact that his hands are nothing compared to your mouth. god, he imagined it for so long. tora's a nice boyfriend, wanted to pleasure you too after you pleasured him. so that night, virgin!tora learned how to eat you out! tora didn't even do much, only letting you ride his face however you liked; and he swears there's no better way to pass away than being suffocated by your thighs while he's eating you out.

maybe for the first five times, you will have to take the lead and guide him a little. tora will get used to it little by little, though. he's gonna start from shyly whispering in your ear in the middle of the night how hard he is and how much he needs you, to shamelessly groping you both in private and public, and to sneaking you in the pet shop to fuck you in the storage room when he's working on the closing duty.

just give him the time, tora will definitely learn how to pleasure and ruin your body at the same time. ♡

#[!] writings #tokyo revengers #kazutora hanemiya #kazutora x y/n #kazutora x reader #tokyo revengers smut #kazutora smut #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x y/n

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nahoya looks like he would own a red iphone

#HELP ME #han why would u say this #the guy i met on tinder 4 years ago who ghosted me owned a red iphone 😭 #n he was the same person who WAVED at me when we crossed paths 2 weeks after he stopped talking to me #HSHSJFJDJSKDJDJKS

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CAUGHT DOING THE NASTY (2)

— with sano shinichiro, akashi takeomi, arashi keizo (benkei) and imaushi wakasa.

genre. smut and another attempt at crack. MDNI.

contains. gn!reader, explicit content and grammatical errors.

word count. 1.5k.

note. i love writing this so much. i think this is better than the first part tbh lfmsksk. also, wakasa’s turned out to be longer than i expected cuz i have no control when it comes to that man haha. not really sorry tho lol. rbs and feedbacks are much more appreciated! minors, do not interact. reposting bcos it didn’t show up in the tags.

requested.

[ ♡ ] — SANO SHINICHIRO

You went to Shinichiro’s shop with the sole purpose of bringing him a snack. Maybe if he’s cute, you would even give him a kiss and cuddle, but alas, he wasn’t thinking of the same thing.

Once he saw you enter the storage room, there was the routine peck readily placed on each other’s lips. It started out innocent, all goofy smiles and bright eyes, turned into a wicked grin combined with a provocative look you very much recognized.

“So two people alone in a storage room, huh?”

You playfully swatted his arm for his horrible attempt to get into your pants. Although you were feeling giddy as well, since Shinichiro’s golden charms have never failed to lure you in. You admit you just weren’t immune to it, to him.

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#[!] faves #[!] rndm #OH FUCK BIG COCK #😭😭😭 #THE TAKEOMI PART #not wakasa barging inside like it was nothing 😭

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T. MITSUYA﹕୨ʚĭɞ୧﹕NEEDY

right now i’m thinking a lot about mitsuya. how mitsuya is the type of person that enjoys somnophilia. mitsuya, who is constantly wanting, hungry, and ravenous for you, to the point where he does it to you while you're unconscious, but only after you've given him your agreement, of course.

you were completely asleep in your bed when mitsuya crept over you, opened his belt, and let the metal jingle—creating some type of sound that fortuitously alerted you that he was violating you while you slept.

when it comes to lovemaking with his drowsy little fucktoy, mitsuya is typically calm and quiet. he’s too scared about waking you up from your beauty sleep, so he bites his bottom lip to keep the moans and panting from coming out; god, it's hard not to let it out when you look so beautiful when he fucks you in your sleep :(

there have been occasions when you have awoken in the middle of him fucking you, with your shirtless partner with his unfastened pants looming over your body on the bed. if he accidentally wakes you up, the first thing he does is place one of his hands over your lips, shushing and cooing you to sleep again.

“it’s gonna be over when you know it,”

“be a good girl for me and go back to sleep, ‘kay princess?”

if your boyfriend felt a bit playful, he would put his fingers inside of your mouth—now you’re the one who’s keeping back the deep groans. he loved seeing you battling with your own lust.

but the thing is, mitsuya always feels guilty after doing it. seeing you still in your deep slumber even after him jerking you off a few moments ago, he feels guilty. disgusted—a disgust to myself. he felt like he just had tainted you just for the sake of his lewdness. merely for an object of his desire.

“what if she thinks im just using her?”

“fuck, what did i just do to her?!”

+ you did this to me. @lila-skies. fine, i’ll do it myself if you don’t want to.

#sometimes i come back to this post #then read it three times #and then call it a day

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this scene pls i'm very 🥲 vinny hong the man that you are

#im posting here bc my twt mutuals are probably tired of me #screaming about wind breaker the whole weekend

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EYES LOCKED, HANDS LOCKED | H. SANZU, N. KAWATA, & R.A. HAITANI

content: KINKTOBER [ 3 ] — soft & romantic w/ the sadistic mfs.

warnings: 18+ NSFW MDNI. fem!reader. SANZU: nothing surprisingly. NAHOYA: i mean he... he tried his best. RAN: oral (f receiving). breeding.

notes: i felt like fuckin william shakespeare writing ran's bit idc. special thanks to @lila-skies for helping me w nahoya's part it was one of the most difficult things i've ever done 😭😭 and ty @takeomis for beta reading <3

taglist: @41mee @mqtsuno @zvies @mrskisaki @ruemensukuna @haruchyio @nahoyaa @roppongiperfume @erishaitto @drakens-pet @amaejiki

— HARUCHIYO SANZU

It was one of the rare times he chose to put off work, relief washing over you when you turned over and saw his long pink hair sprawled out on the pillow next to you. You moved closer to him, his body was turned away from you as he laid on his side, the blanket halfway down his bare back that was littered in healed over scars.

"Haru," You say softly, propping yourself up on one arm.

He groaned, face scrunching up as he took a deep breath. "What time's it?" He says, voice hoarse as his lashes flutter.

You scoff, wrapping an arm around his waist. "Does it matter? I've got you all to myself today."

Haru could hear the quiet excitement in your voice, your lips trailing kisses on his shoulder as your hand feels up his stomach, the tip of your finger tracing the lines of his abs. You expected to feel a garter of fabric on his hips, a smirk creeps up on you when the feeling of skin doesn't stop but a sudden grip on your wrist surprises you.

He tuts, turning over only to trap you under him. The blanket falling off his backside and his hand holding your wrist above your head. "All to yourself, huh?"

You roll your eyes, biting your cheek so the smile that tugs at your lips doesn't show. "I'm just happy you're here when I wake up for once." You tuck a bit of hair behind his ear, your thumb caressing his cheek right after.

As your palm rests against his cheek, he leans into your touch. He'd be lying to himself if he said wasn't happy that he was off work too, allowing him to stay without having to reluctantly tear away and get ready to risk his life once he walked out the door.

"I don't mind that then." He says, your foreheads touching and his lips brushing over yours before they collide.

Haru would never tell you, but he wanted nothing more than to be next to you every waking moment. He wanted to sit in the safe space of your arms after escaping death for the nth time this week, he needed a reminder that he was alive and home. He's never loved someone this much, and he's not sure if he's stable enough to do it again with anyone else.

The hand holding your wrist lowers as he uses both to lift up your shirt, breaking the kiss momentarily to get it over your head. His free hand dips in between your legs and rubs over your clothed slit, eliciting a moan from you, his morning wood twitching at the sound. He moves to kiss down your chest, two fingers pulling the fabric of your panties aside before one prods at your drooling hole.

"Ain't it a lil' too early for this, angel?" He jokes, sliding his finger into you and taking one of your breasts into his mouth.

"Like it's stopped you before." You retort. You were prepared to say something else but the stroke of his finger in and out of you has you tucking your bottom lip between your teeth. Haru added another after popping the first one into his mouth for a taste. "Fuck, not too hard." You add.

"Mm, yeah, I know, I know." He curls his fingers when he finds the spongy spot that makes you moan. "Jus' need you a little wet for me, 'kay? You'll be a good girl for me, right?"

He keeps a steady pace, careful not to make you finish just yet as he sucks a new hickey onto your chest, your little whimpers like music to his ears as he swirls his tongue around your nipple.

You call out to him but it falls deaf to his ears. The way your walls hug his fingers has him thinking how tight you'll be after going so long without him inside you. He could feel your essence drip onto his palm as he pulls his fingers out of you for a moment. The idea of making you cum on his fingers before he'll make you do it again on his dick was about to take over but your hand makes its way to his hair, gripping it gently to make him face you.

A low groan pools at the back of his throat from the interruption of his thoughts but you kiss gently at the corners of his mouth before he could say anything. One sweet kiss on the left scar then another on the right, a gesture that always had his chest swelling with a feeling he couldn't explain.

"I need you, Haru." You mutter against him as you slowly take off your panties with one hand, your lover finishing the job for you before he's kissing you back with need.

He felt like he was going to burst with the way you so sweetly say his name, cock throbbing in his hand as he gave it a couple strokes with the one covered in your slick before lining it up with your entrance.

He pushes some hair out of your face, letting you relax and lay your head back into the pillow. "You've got me all to yourself today, don't you, angel?"

A breathless moan leaves your lips when the tip finally pushes into you, the rest of his length following suit until he bottoms out completely.

"So I'm gonna take my time with you." He says lowly as he lets you adjust, hips moving back and nearly pulling out only to push himself back in at the same pace, groaning and savoring the hug of your walls around his length before you loosened up. "Fuck, I'll make you miss me all over again."

Haru pounds into you with need, trapping you in a sloppy kiss as he does. As much as he liked it hard, you look so much prettier this way. Your face close enough for him to kiss, your cheeks flushed red, your mouth slightly open and emitting the softest and cutest moans; sounds that went straight to his cock while your eyes were half lidded and your brows furrowed in pleasure.

"You're so pretty." He thought out loud. "So good for me."

You blush a deeper shade of red at the compliment, your hands instinctively moving up to your face to cover it but he pries them away, holding them above your head with both wrists in one hand like he did before.

"No, no, baby. I wanna see you, wanna see you when you cum like this."

He's so used to your face being wet, all covered in tears from overstimulation, from the hard and needy fucks he'd ask for when he needed to blow off steam. He really wanted to see. He wanted to see how pretty you'd look cumming around his cock without anything holding you back.

"Haru," you moan as your climax draws near. "'m close."

Your thighs press against his sides, nails digging crescents into your palms while you try your best not to turn away from him while his thrusts grow shallow, the head of his cock bullying your sweet spot as needy chants of his name fall from your lips.

"H-hah, cumming— H-Haru, cumming!" You whine as both your orgasms rip through you.

"F-Fuck," he groans as your walls flutter around him, spurt after spurt of hot cum painting your insides white just before his hips still and lips crash onto yours in another sloppy kiss as he helps you ride out your high.

He sighs once he's spent, pulling out and collapsing next to you, an arm over his eyes.

The grip he had on your wrists had left a red mark, a tinge of guilt sinking in when you rub your wrists but it disappears when he feels your nuzzle your face into his chest. A smile creeps up on him as he rests his chin on top of your head, his fingers twirling a few strands of hair that had sprawled out onto the pillow as you both bask in the afterglow.

— NAHOYA KAWATA

Anything you want, he said. I'll do anything you want for your birthday tonight.

Nahoya wasn't one for grand presents other than closing up the shop to spend time with you but it was the least he could do, so you gave him a couple rules: no hands and no moving, only wanting him to lie still while you ride him at a painfully slow pace. Though slow and steady wasn't really his cup of tea, he'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy it. Sensitivity at its peak when you raise your hips, the tip snug at your entrance just before you lower, taking him all the way to the hilt.

"Mm, shit," Nahoya groans, his mouth hanging open as he savors the hug of your velvety walls around his thick cock. "Fuck, that's good.. that's really good, baby."

You smirk at his words, trying to keep the same cocky façade he had like his moans and groans weren't causing your movement to grow sloppy. He places his hands back on your hips despite your earlier warnings, guiding you gently when you stray from your earlier rhythm.

"Ah, ah, careful." He tuts. "Gonna lose yourself, sweetheart."

"'Hoya,"

"Hm?" He kisses your neck, nibbling gently at the skin.

"No hands." You take one of your hands off the headboard, a fatal attempt at taking his hands off when you feel him suddenly thrust up into you.

He chuckles, "I don't see you tryin' hard to pull 'em off." His hands only lower to grope the fat of your ass. His hot breath fans your lips before going in to kiss you, tongue pushing against yours violently while he guides you in a steady rhythm. "You can't do it all by yourself, can you, princess? You act so bitchy when I wreck your pussy but you're just a—"

"Nahoya," you say sternly, your movement stopping as his smile drops a bit from the sound of his whole name with your tone.

"Alright, alright." He says, raising his hands in defeat. "'m sorry, 'kay? Don't be mad at me on your birthday now, baby, I'll behave." He wraps his arms around your waist, subtly bucking up into you as he peppers apologetic kisses from your neck to your cheek. "You're just so cute tryna ride me all on your own."

He presses his lips onto yours, bringing you down with him as he lays back in the pillows, your chest flush against his and his cock still throbbing inside you.

"I got somethin' for you," he says, honey in his words to entice you as an arm reaches over to pull at the drawer on your bedside table. "I was gonna save it 'til after but,"

You prop yourself up, watching him pop the box open. Nahoya carefully pulls the gold chain out by the centerpiece, his name carved in gold. "I think you'd look pretty with this swingin' in my face, yeah?" He smirks, undoing the clasp to hook it around your neck.

He gives an experimental thrust up into you, cockhead luckily hitting your sweet spot and pulling a moan out of you. His grin grows wider when the chain swings with the jerk of your body. "Don't think I don't got one too." He reaches into the drawer again, pulling out a matching chain, this time with your name on it, and biting down on the pendant between his grinning teeth. "Hm, so whaddya say? Gonna keep goin', pretty?"

"'Hoya..." You whine out of the silence when he hits your sweet spot again. "Please."

He smirks, giving you one last kiss—and you swore you heard a little 'hehe' before it—but the way he smiles into it distracts you as his hold on your waist loosens. He looks past your figure, hands grasping your hips to lift them as his heels dig into the sheets before he's bucking up into you at a bruising pace with no warning.

"Wait, fuck! 'Hoya!" You whine, the head of his cock abusing your sweet spot.

He let out a satisfied groan, the slap of his skin on yours echoing throughout the room just the way he liked it, that familiar state of euphoria pulling the band in his stomach close to snapping. Nahoya hated to announce it so soon but he was so lost in you; your scent, your sounds, and fuck, the way you keep clenching around him only tells him you're gonna cream around him soon.

"This your cock, baby? This just for you on your birthday?" He says through grit teeth, biting down on the gold plate harder as his climax approaches.

"A-ah, y-yes, yes! Nahoya—"

God, you're so fucking hot, he thinks, cock throbbing at your claims and the desperate cry of his name. "Cum for me, cream nice and wet on me, baby. Oh, I want it so bad."

A couple of hard thrusts later, you're close to screaming his name. The word's about to jump out of your throat but his hand runs through your hair, pushing your head so your lips meet his in a heated kiss that muffles both your moans. You can feel Nahoya empty himself into you, his cum hot and thick and probably spilling out the edges as he rides out his high.

"That's my girl." He mutters, placing his necklace on the bedside table. "Happy birthday, sweetheart."

He kisses the top of your head before you pull away, laying down next to him with your cheek resting on his shoulder.

"Mm, thank you." You yawn, energy spent and ready to sleep as Nahoya toys with the back of your chain.

— RAN HAITANI

Your husband was often out late, be it work related or not, he'd never tell you. The pit in your stomach grows the more you think about it, how he probably used his job and dangerous endeavors as an excuse to do whatever he pleased but you shake your head of those thoughts, covering yourself more with your robe when a cold breeze hits.

Don't be stupid he loves you, you think. And you should know because he's told you, time after time and every single time there was a bloom in your chest that only pulled you closer to him, close enough for that ring on your finger to tie you both 'til death.

You walk back into the dimly lit living room from the balcony and set your glass of wine down on the coffee table, a matching glass parallel to it yet to be filled.

It was nearly 11 according to your phone and Ran still wasn't home like he promised. You don't bother calling him to nag anymore as you check your phone for at least a half-assed message. The picture of you both on your wedding day flashing across the screen just makes you roll your eyes as you turn it off and toss it onto the couch before you situate yourself onto it, refusing to let yourself sleep in an empty bed for another night.

Ran held his jacket in one arm, tiredly dragging himself through the halls of the condominium until he stepped into the elevator, leaning back onto the wall across the door as the chamber lifted upward. He sighed, running a hand through his hair to push back the strands that stuck to his forehead but his pomade had already faded from the perspiration.

When the elevator stopped at your floor, he fumbled for his keys and stepped into your home. The space felt empty despite him knowing you were home, tall windows for walls making it seem much larger than it really was. He spots your sleeping figure on the couch and the two wine glasses on the coffee table, one with a bit of burgundy liquid pooled at the bottom while the other was still clean. The bottle, as he picked it up, was half-empty. More guilt setting into the pit of your husband's stomach when he remembers its never been opened before as well.

Ran throws his jacket over the back of the couch before rolling up his sleeves and scooping you up into his arms, taking some hair out of your face as he makes his way up the spiral staircase and into your bedroom. He lays you down gently, your body waking up as you sink into the mattress.

He gives you a loving kiss on the cheek. "I'm home." He sang lowly, droopy eyes watching your sleeping figure.

You let out a groan as you feel Ran trail kisses from your cheek to your lips. You slur on your words, telling him something between 'go take a shower' and 'fuck you'.

"Honey," he continued, slender fingers tugging at the string on your robe with the intent of dressing you down for a more comfortable sleep. "At least take off your robe, I understand if you're upset but it'll be much more—"

When he pulls away from your lips and parts the middle, his eyes widen at what you've worn underneath. And if his memory served him well, a dark purple babydoll wasn't your usual sleepwear.

"...comfortable." He finishes.

Ran could feel the heat course through his body as he crawls on top of you. He needed to make it up to you somehow after all. Particularly, in one of the only ways he knew how while tending to the temptation inside him at the same time.

"Sweetheart," he says, his energy suddenly spiking as he pulls the fabric down your shoulders, kissing along the edge and along your clavicle. "I know you're awake."

"Mm," you grumble, trying your best to open your eyes. "You smell like crime, Ran."

Ran just chuckles, kissing your cheek. "And you smell like chardonnay, my love."

You blink a few times, if you were fully awake you'd be rolling your eyes as his hand runs down from your waist to the underside of your thigh, his touch warm against your skin.

"I know I've been absent," his lips brush over yours as he speaks in a low whisper. "And I'd like to— no," he scoffs. "I'd love to make it up to you tonight." The pads of his fingers draw circles on your inner thigh, moving closer and closer to your core.

Maybe it was the wine in your system, the drunken need to give into whatever Ran's gentle touch was inviting you to, or maybe a blockage that stopped your logical thoughts from interfering with the needy movement of your body, the desire directing your body to what it needed most.

Ran's fingers finally reach your clothed cunt, the friction of the fabric over your clit makes your body burn, the pad of his finger sliding up and down on the hardened bundle of nerves. You let out a breathless moan, hot breath fanning over his ear as he sucks a hickey into the sweet spot on your neck.

"More..." you mumble.

"Hm? What's that, love?" He teases, lifting his face out of your neck.

His eyes relax at the sight of you, a drunken blush spread across your cheeks and nose with your eyelids low and mouth slightly agape. Ran always thought you were beautiful in everything you did, but nothing compares to when you're slowly succumbing to his touch.

"More, Ran." You say clearly, a hand cupping his cheek to bring him in for a kiss. "Give me more."

He stills just before your lips touch, a smile tugging at his lips as his free hand holds the one on his cheek. "I'll give you all I have."

He kisses you and he kisses you hard, pouring all his longing and love into it as he moves his hand past the waistband. His fingers circle around your entrance before he pushes into it, your walls sucking him in tightly as he pushes in and out, trying to find the sweet spot he loves to abuse. When he grazes over the spongy spot he breaks the kiss, a string of saliva connecting his bottom lip to yours as the thrust of his fingers prompt you to moan.

The squelch of your pussy was so satisfying to him. Because to him, it was the sound of all that pent up sexual frustration he knew you held in you, and he wanted to pull it out from right in between your legs.

"Ah, hah," you pant, your hands grabbing at the fabric of his shirt as you squirm under him.

"Easy, sweetheart." He purrs, his pace slowing down when your legs clasp around his arm. "Does it feel good?"

You nod vigorously.

"More?"

You nod again.

Ran gives you a chaste kiss on the lips before he lowers himself, kissing down from your torso to your inner thighs, sighing in delight at the smoothness of your skin just before he pulls your panties past your ankles. He settles himself between your legs, hooking his arms around your thighs to keep you in place as he begins to lap and suck at your clit, groaning at the taste of you.

You try and roll your hips to grind his tongue, needy to get to your peak but his hold on you just tightens as his tongue alternated between dipping into you and flicking your clit. You can feel him moan into you, his hips rutting into the sheets with the same need and want you had to the sound of your cries.

He pulls away from you, sitting back on his heels as he undoes the buckle of his belt, tucking the waistband of his briefs under his balls before he's climbing on top of you again, stroking his hard and throbbing cock before lining it up with your entrance and sliding it with no warning.

You let out almost a scream at the stretch, it'd been a while since you'd taken him and he knew that from the hug of your walls around him.

"Relax, relax." He mutters, peppering kisses along your cheek as he moves slowly.

"F-Fuck, Ran, ah—" You moan.

"Hah, I almost forgot how good you feel around me," He pants. "Fuck, I'm never leaving again if you're holding me this tight." He jokes.

When you loosen up he picks up the pace, pounding into your sweet spot harder and faster as you wrap your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck.

Ran could feel himself reaching his climax, already peeling himself away from your body to pull out but you just pull him closer.

"Don't. Inside, Ran.. please." you plead. "You said.. you'd give me everything."

Oh he knows, he just didn't think you'd want it so soon but who was he to complain, you'd look so pretty with your cunt stuffed with cum and your stomach swollen with his child.

A grin spreads across his face as he brings a hand down to rub harsh circles on your clit to catch you up to him. "Cum with me," he commands. "Cum around my cock, sweetheart, you know how much I missed it."

With a cry of his name, your walls flutter around him as your back arches. Ran slams into you hard for the last time, stilling the stutter of his hips as he cums hot and hard in you. He sits back on his heels, both your chests heaving as he places his hands under your bum to raise your hips, allowing him to push himself and his cum all the way into you. He picks your panties off the floor and puts them back on you when he finally pulls out.

He places a kiss on your temple. "Get some sleep. You did so well for me." Ran pulls the covers over you, turning on the bathroom lights before sitting at the edge of the bed to undo the buttons of his shirt.

A moment of silence passes before you ask the dreaded question. "What time are you leaving tomorrow?"

"Don't be ridiculous." He chuckles, looking back at you with a lazy smile. "Who's going to take care of you and your hangover if I'm gone all day?"

#[!] faves #[!] rn #[!] nhy #[!] hrchy #ok first of all no problem han!!! #and i'm glad that i was able to help <3 #SECOND OF ALL #i now understand what you told me that haruchiyo's is cute #I NEVER IMAGINED SANZU DOING IT SOFT #but this is just sjkdchsjkgs #IT'S REALLY SOFT N I LOVED IT #now to nahoya. #THE MATCHING GOLD CHAINS WTF #i alr said it before but the little 'hehe' makes me want to skin him alive #han i swear u really nailed nahoya wt this one #OK RAN #WHEN I SAW THE BREEDING..... #i'll give you all i have mf YOU BETTER!!! #Fuck I'm never leaving again if you're holding me this tight." #EDI DON'T!!!!!! #AKJSDHSDJKGHG PLS #🥺IM (S)CREAMING 🥺 #i think i'll go scream on ur dc later because of ran

[tkashimtsuya]

HOW THEY DEAL W/ A BRATTY S/O

ft. mikey, chifuyu, mitsuya, ran, rindou, sanzu, kazutora, izana

tw. fem!reader, brat taming, m!masturbation, cursing, dirty talk, fingering, overstim, f!oral, m!oral, lotta teasin’ slight dacryphilia, squirting, orgasm denial, dom!w/sub!reader

an. request with two of my fav added, hope you enjoy my love! <3

❁ MIKEY

you’ve decided to be a little brattier than usual today in public amongst other things, swatting away mikey’s hands on your thighs and ignoring his affectionate kiss. it wasn’t on purpose per say, sometimes you just liked doing it or really, to piss your boyfriend off—because you knew how much of a good reward it was afterwards. “now that we’re in private, you wanna act like a brat?” mikey questions, slowly guiding your clothes off and brushing his lips on the bare skin exposed. you shrug your shoulders, examining his approach of stripping his clothes—you sit up from the bed to touch him but mikey pushes your hand away. “you get to watch me touch what’s yours” mikey grips his cock in his hands, groaning when he starts pumping himself in front of you “that’s all a brat gets to do, fuckin’ watch.” you’re so exposed, cold air seeping by your slick already dripping through your cunt, it’s painful—watching mikey pump his cock, his lips parting at every slow stroke “i’m so hard.” mikey flickers his eyes up to you, a smile shadowing on his face “if you were a good girl, you’d have my dick pounding your sweet pussy by now.” you can tell he’s so close and all you can do is just watch, arms cemented by your side, thighs clenching together and mikey inches closer—his cock right by your face and god, does it look angry. “m’gonna cum” mikey darts his eyes to your tits, throwing his head to the ceiling while pleasure washes through him, rolling his toes against the carpet, muscles flexing when he finally releases his seed all over your body, coloring it a pretty white. mikey slumps his head back down, smiling as he swipes a glob of his cum to his finger and smearing it on your lips “imagine if you’d behave angel, this would be all in your needy cunt.”

❁ CHIFUYU

chifuyu actually doesn’t mind you being bratty, he enjoys the way you pout and throw mini tantrums when you don’t get your way; he finds it so adorable. it only takes him leaning down, hand gripping at your arm “i don’t play nice.” a shiver rattles your spine when he says those words, emerald eyes flashing “still want to act like a brat? that’s fine.” his words are cold, laced in a sweet saturated undertone and chifuyu fingers grip your mouth aiding it to his lips, he squeezes puckering them out “do you want this the easy way or the hard way?” chifuyu presses his lips on yours running his hand down between your legs, you gasp at his fingers slithering through the skin and fingertips playing with your clothed slit, rubbing a soft circle on your clit. your whimpers linger on your boyfriends ear, his fingers gathering slick pooling around his fingers, tainting the skin. chifuyu rubs harder, your thighs crash around his hand while chifuyu keeps the pace going, he leans down breath coating your ear. the small pants from him are nauseating, gasping at how wet you’re getting, he knows you're close, a perfect way to cease the movement, chifuyu keeps it a light touch around your swollen clit but not enough to push you over the edge “i need an answer.” you could pick the easy way or the hard way but you know, chifuyu will make you cum regardless just not in a timely fashion.

❁ MITSUYA

“have you been counting angel? how many times is that?” mitsuya lays a kiss on your forehead, pulling his fingers from your weeping cunt, your juices were practically everywhere, smeared on your boyfriend's face, dripping from his fingers, the taste even lingering on your own tongue. you were reaping what you had sowed, being a brat and your punishment was to cum. easy yes, but mitsuya never says how many times you have to, and you’ve already lost count. “you know the rule pretty” mitsuya chimes, tapping his cock at your entrance and you’re spent, orgasm after another rolling through your body, you can’t take much more but you know what misbehaving does to you and honestly your boyfriend knows you can give him just one more. mitsuya pushes inside your needy hole, juices over spilling and dripping to the fabrics under your ass, his audible groan replaces the free air in the room and he starts a heavy pace in you, mitsuya drops his hand down to your clit circling it harshly, your lip tucked between your lip and you can feel the sensitivity kicking in causing you to squirm in his grasp. the jolts rock your core, white clouding your vision and before you can prepare you’re squirting and creaming all over mitsuya, his eyes set low and hazy he sweetly smiles above you “how many times was that, pretty girl?” and fuck, you can’t remeber—but until you do, mitsuya will keep count for you.

❁ RAN

you’ve struck a nerve with ran today, he is usually calm and collected when your bratty attitude starts to show but he can’t handle the shit today. you’re beside him pouting and whining when he won’t give you his attention, ran eye starts twitching—jaw clenched as you cried more. you know what happens next, you enjoyed it actually but ran always came up with new ways to punish you. “princess open your eyes” ran giggles almost childlike, “oh wait you can’t.” your eyes are covered in a blindfold, hands tied behind your back—naked and exposed while you listen to ran step closer to your body. “you know how much i hate punishing you for being a brat, you’re usually such a good girl” ran kneels in front of you, throwing your legs over his shoulder, his eyes trained on your bare cunt. “better be glad i’m being nice this time” he murmurs, face pressed against your folds, tongue coming out to leave a thick lap inside. without the ability to touch and see, you’re left a withering mess as ran stays between your legs, tongue rolling on your swollen clit and his fingers sink in your hole. without the ability to sit still you topple over on the bed, body trembling under his hold, ran pumps faster, juices smearing his face and tongue flickering against your clit till your coil snaps heavy, core throbbing and cunt gushing on rans tongue. he hums, pulling away from you using the back of his hand to wipe the juices off from you. ran smiles knowing you can only feel what he's doing to you, and nothing more “imagine if i was mean about this princess.”

❁ RINDOU

“you keep rubbing your thighs like that you might start a fire” rindou comments, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pushing you back on his length. rindou has cum down your throat at least three times now, your punishment for acting like a brat in front of all his colleagues was to take his cum anyway he wanted; tonight being down your throat. your cunt throbbed to the sounds of his uneasy pants, subtle whimpers to your lips capturing his sensitive cockhead and the trembling motion of his hands gripping on your hair. “be a good girl now and swallow” rindou moans, cock twitching before blowing his load down your throat, hot cum dripping past your lips when he pulls out. “are you going to be a brat again?” he watches tears collect at your eyes, pulling a pout from your lips, you stay quiet. rindou leans in, wiping the cum from your lips and pushing it into your mouth “doesn’t matter, i get to cum anyway i want, but you—brats don’t get to cum.”

❁ SANZU

sanzu has heard you say no multiple times now, your bratty side was definitely showing and even though sanzu absolutely loved dealing out the punishment—today was not the day. “be a good girl now” sanzu coos, rubbing his larger palms across your thighs leaning down to press a kiss on your forehead and you jerk away pouting. sanzu clenches his jaw, eyes flaring red “fine be that way.” sanzu reaches down, spreading your legs and sinking two fingers in, curling harshly against your spongy walls. “i love when you act like this” sanzu admits, sighing when he feels your walls clench around his two thick fingers, “but not when i tell you what to do and you act like this.” sanzu pulls a thumb up to swipe on your swollen clit, the surges fluttering through your core, pleasure washing over your body, tears swelling in your eyes. “you’re about to cum aren’t you? that’s okay baby you can let go” sanzu whispers, drilling his fingers harder in your weeping hole and reasons you don’t know he’s being so sweet about this, maybe you should act like a brat all the time. sanzu watches you fall apart below him, tears running down your cheeks as you cry out, core pulsating and sanzu keeps going riding you out into a overstimulation of lustful waves crashing into you. he smiles, never moving his fingers from pounding into your hole “you’re so beautiful when you cry, maybe next time don’t be such a brat—yeah?”

❁ KAZUTORA

a loud smack echoes through the room, your whine trailing behind it “one” kazutora says, rubbing your bare ass with his hand soothing the skin. you squirm on his lap, whimpering at the light pain surging through to your cunt. you’d been a little too much for your boyfriend today, throwing a fit, ignoring him—you know, the usual. kazutora looks down at your form, releasing a deep sigh “you’re my princess aren’t you?” he questions, lingering his fingers down the crevice of your ass and slowly sliding them to your cunt and slipping one in, you mumble back an answer of yes mixing with a whine when your boyfriend starts pumping in your needy hole. “then act like one.” kazutora watches your body trembling to take his fingers, ass rising higher as he pumps harder, coil on the verge of snapping “what’s it going to be angel?” he asks, smiling when you cry out you’ll be good. “my perfect girl, look what happens when you’re a good girl” kazutora pulls out, watching your juices spray his wrist and whine about never being a brat again.

❁ IZANA

“oh angel, do you really want to act like this?” izana coos, finger dragging down your neck and finding its way on your chin and tilting your face up. izana pulls his cock out, pressing the tip to your mouth and smearing the pre-cum of your plump lips. “make me cum and i’ll forgive you” he whispers, watching you happily take his cock in your mouth and subtlety start swallowing his length down your throat. you think maybe your boyfriend has forgotten your bratty attitude to him earlier, smiling down on you gagging around his length. he notices your hand lingering down between your legs, slipping into your underwear “oh no princess, don’t do that.” you flinch at his words, glossy eyes looking back at him, izana leans down “you’ll cum princess, don’t worry about that now.” you hum around his length in response, bobbing your head until izana is already about to bust, he slams your head on his lap, his head throwing up to the heavens when he spills his load down your throat. izana feels his arm being tugged, looking down at you he cocks his eyebrow, you whimper about him making you cum now. izana has a sweet smile etched to his face “oh pretty girl, you really think i’ve forgotten about that bratty attitude earlier? you’ll cum when i say so.”

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[tkashimtsuya]

C. MATSUNO﹕୨ʚĭɞ୧﹕KITTY

femdom reader. pet play. light bondage. chifuyu wears a maid dress. uses of "kitty". dacryphilia but not really. praising. oral (f receiving).

you completely overlooked it. you had no recollection of it. in an attempt to gauge chifuyus's reaction to your immature actions over the previous few days, you gave him a maid's dress as a joke. you assumed he'd just let it go, and that he'd never brought up that embarrassing silliness again. oh well, that was a short-lived impression, because you never imagined a completely different vision of yourself to be held against you now.

there he is, right in front of you. approaching his door with trepidation, dressed as a maid in the maid costume you'd purchased for him. standing there flustered and staring at the ground, unable to see your startled expression. his hands were stacked on top of one another in front of his midsection, and his fingers began to fidget. he's simply stunning. you're so eager to play with him, aren't you?

it's safe to say that chifuyu is a switch. a service dom. making your mouth water as he softly whispers in your ear sweet nothings while you lean into him and enjoy the pleasure of his ride. a gentle leader and a willing follower. he's aware that you despise brattish boys, but he can't stop himself sometimes :( when it's all said and done, you've made him pay for his past wrongs.

but what about a sub chifuyu dressed as a maid? does it make a difference? yes, it does. his typically keen eyes appeared to be... pity some? you can't help but feel sorry for him since he seems so fucking fragile, weak, and defenseless. he arrived out of nowhere, with cat ears and a tail connected to the back of his garment. a black collar around his appealing neck, with a lengthy chain only for you to pull him, doesn't seem ideal for taming a pet, does it?

nothing has to be done because he already obeys you as if no one follows your every command. you were really pleased with how effectively and fantastically he responded to your every order. maybe it's because he's dressed up just for you in the costume. he won't be able to walk away from the embarrassing situation he put himself in, so it's best to keep going and avoid thinking about it too much for the time being.

you raised an eyebrow when he sank to the floor, knees and paws free on the ground, his face glowing crimson. you approached him, crouching down to his level. "is my pretty kitten already in heat?" you cooed, and he swiftly gave you a nod. there's no doubt that his eyes are tinged with desire. your hands slid to his head, lightly touching and giving him a pat on the back for being such a nice boy. he leaned into your crook of the neck, stroking his cheeks and purring in response to the feeling you're providing. his reaction every time you touch him is the sweetest, and despite the fact that you haven't done anything to satisfy him, he is extremely sensitive.

now that he's rested himself on the ground and purred three times, “meow,” you know he's exhorting you to train him. "you're desperate, i can tell because my little kitty is begging for more of it. but darling, if you don't show me what you want, i won't understand." you teased him with those words as you twirled his chain. although the cat in front of you is plainly needy, he is refusing to speak out.

cats, on the other hand, do not communicate in human languages; their lexicon consists solely of meows and purrs. but he can't express how much he wants you. he's counting on you to let him know if he needs anything, and you were well aware of that. however, it wouldn't be as much fun as it might be without a little teasing, right? despite your best efforts to amuse him, he continues to beg and beg without ever making it clear what he wants in the least. when you ask him for something, he'll show you his paw to let you know. putting him in his place by expecting something from you is your duty.

nothing will affect his tongue game no matter where he is, whether on top of you or below you. the world's number one pussy eater. chifuyu likes to lose control of himself and makes you shudder every time he does it with his tongue. and you decided to put some knots on his wrist for today's special occasion.

oh, and let me tell you that this was one of the finest decisions you've ever made. when you push your inner thighs into his head, you can hear chifuyu purring and whimpering into your flesh like the lovely little cat he is. seeing chifuyu cat lick your clit, down to your cunt, and trailing wet licks around your thighs is a 10/10 experience. you let out breathy gasps as you open your legs as the sensation struck you hard. pulling one of your legs up and placing it on his forehead, or scratching his undercut while he milks you like a cat that hasn't drunk in weeks.

you spotted him slamming his head back, drools pouring from his mouth like torrents. chifuyu gives out a roar as he returns to your hole, needing you more, more, more! he's doing so much for you! he was so excellent, in fact, that he didn't even see his own white fluid pouring onto the floor. "look at my lovely little kitty, he seems to be enjoying himself a little more than his owner, yeah?" you wiped his perspiration away with your panties and shoved them firmly into his mouth, causing him to choke for a second.

"your master has not yet given you permission to cum yet," you said as you drew his collar closer to your face. "they were going to offer you a prize for being so kind to them, but i believe your master will cancel that. sorry, kitty." having bent over him, you began untying each of his tangles one at a time. it deceived him into believing he would be rewarded, but he was duped. get well soon chifuyu, cause your owner is going to end you until your body won't stop trembling like a malfunctioning vibrator.

notes + this was made back in july and i completely forgot about it. this was the first time i write smut and not suggestive lmao. man was horny as fuck and i even wrote it at a family road trip. tbh, it's not done yet but i think i can left it off here rather than continuing it!

tagging + @chuufuyu chifuyu's petplay enthusiast. @01-20-1992 @lila-skies @notsocoolnana

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