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He's obsessed with your voice. He loves the way you whimper and struggle to get the words out. He loves to ask you what you want and refuses to do anything until you beg for him.

He's buried deep inside of you, barely holding himself up over you, panting heavily. He looks down at the pretty faces you're making and he thinks the only thing that would make it better is the sound of your voice.

"Tell me what you want, baby" he breathes in your ear, dropping his head down to your neck. You can feel his chain, cold on your warm skin, and it makes you whine and arch up into him. "I asked you something, sweetheart" he hums leaning back down to press kiss over your chest.

"Please" is all you're able to stutter out at first and it makes him smile into your skin as he lifts his head to condescendingly shake it at you.

"How am I supposed to know what to do if you won't tell me?" there's a pout on his face, you know he's mocking you but you still lean up to kiss him. He indulges you for a few seconds before pulling away and raising his eyebrow at you and that's when you realise he's serious; he really won't move until you tell him exactly what you want.

"please fuck me" you whine, you know it won't be enough for him but you hope it is because if he doesn't move in the next thirty seconds you feel you might combust.

"That's a good start, sweetheart, but it's not quite enough" he chuckles at your responding whine and buries his head into you neck because he's struggling to hide the fact that not moving is affecting him too. "how do you want me to fuck you. tell me how you want it"

"please, just fuck me. fuck me hard. fuck me so hard you break the bed, bite me, spank me, I don't care just please fuck me" He lets out an elated laugh, this is exactly what he wants to hear. He leans in to kiss you and ends up muffling the sob you let out when he finally starts moving. it's intense and it makes you dizzy, you're beyond coherent words at this point. You can't even think straight. He feels so good inside you that you almost go delirious. You instinctively grab at his skin, raking your nails over his shoulder blades and he bites down on the closest patch of skin available to him in response. He loves being able to get you like this, he loves listen to you break like this. You and the pretty noises you make are all his to enjoy.

haikyuu: atsumu miya, tetsuro kuroo, ryuunosuke tanaka, keishin ukai, kei tsukishima

Sometimes I think about being on a rush hour train with Yuji. Being packed close together but then he puts his hand under your skirt and has Sukuna eat you out. Just the thought of Yuji trying to keep you quiet as your thighs are trembling just… Ꮚ°͈ꈊ°͈Ꮚ I die

OMGG!! This is so fucking hot!! I had to write a little drabble! Thank you so much for sharing this sexy idea with me!

Pairing: Yuuji x Reader (female), Sukuna x Reader Word Count: 400 Warnings: 18+, smut, oral, cum-eating, creampie, Sukuna's handmouth, poly, semi-public sex. All characters are of age. Minors don't interact.

Yuuji presses his firm body against you, hugging you tightly, nuzzling your neck, and smiling like an angel. To everyone around you, he looks like the sweet, caring boyfriend who just makes sure his girlfriend doesn't fall when the train moves.

But they don't know that under your skirt, he is rubbing slow circles around your clit while the King of Curses fucks you with the silky tongue that manifested on Yuuji's palm.

Your thighs are trembling, nails digging into Yuuji's biceps as you cling to him desperately, trying to fight the orgasm you can feel building up inside you. Your eyes are glazed over from pleasure, your heart is racing, your pussy is clenching.

Yuuji's breath caresses your ear as he tells you in that sexy horny voice,

"Please stay quiet, ok, cutie? I just want to make my girl feel good on this boring train ride. Want to make you cum all over Sukuna's mouth. He says he loves your taste. Just like I do. Fuck, I'm gonna eat you too when we're getting off the train."

His words only make it worse, and you can't help a soft moan from escaping your lips. Your hips buck helplessly as Sukuna and Yuuji share your pussy.

One moment Sukuna is fucking you with his tongue, and Yuuji caresses your needy clit, then Yuuji's thick fingers pump in and out of you while Sukuna's lips close around your clit and suck on it. And then they go back again to Sukuna licking into you with his hot tongue, and your boyfriend rubbing you with his strong but gentle fingers.

By now, the only thing holding you up are Yuuji's strong arms. Your lips part in another soft groan, unable to hold back, as you feel the beginnings of your orgasm wash over you. But luckily Yuuji's mouth is suddenly on yours, silencing you, swallowing your needy little moans while Sukuna swallows the cream gushing out of your twitching pussy when you cum on his tongue.

You can feel how hard Yuuji is, so turned on by the situation. You know the minute you are out of this train, he will take your hand and tug you along to a secluded space where he will bend you over the next best surface, lift your cute little skirt and eat you out until you sob his name.

And once you creamed on his tongue, your sweet boyfriend will pull down his pants and fuck you with needy hard thrusts until he fills your pussy with his hot cum.

And then Sukuna's nasty mouth will surely appear on Yuuji's cheek and give his orders to the two of you.

"Pull her panties up again, brat. And you, brat number two, keep it all in. I want to have my treat when we're back home."

Because you know what Sukuna loves even more than your taste is the taste of both of his brats combined.

AHHHHHH Anon, I am losing my mind!! Sukuna's handmouth always drives me wild!! And I have a thing for Yuuji and Sukuna sharing you because they come as a packaged deal anyways, and this way, everyone gets the most out of it ;) I am sending you lots of love for sharing this with me!!

when atsumu comes home late from practice one night, lethargic and clumsy as he kicks off his shoes, he stumbles over to where you’re laid along the sofa and whines when you try to sit up. immediately he presses you back into the cushions, slots himself between your thighs, shoves his head under the material of your hoodie with the late evening chill still clinging to his skin, and falls asleep with your boob in his mouth

*head empty only Hello kitty Haitani bois* 🤌🏼💖🥹

▻ 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘

CW/ TW. Explicit, Fem!Reader, Implied Gang Bang, Possessive Behavior, Rough Oral Sex, Bath Sex, Exhibitionism, Aftercare, Praise, Reader has a kid, Slightly Yandere Behavior (???)

AN. Hi! This is a repost because my old account broke...SOBS. All comments, likes, and reblogs are appreciated, thank you :)

M. List

Bonten!Mikey who first sees you when you're walking in front of a sweets shop with a little boy holding your hand—a chubby little hand pointing at a lollipop in the window.

Bonten!Mikey who never cared to get involved with anyone, suddenly found interest in your shining smile and bright eyes.

Bonten!Mikey whose chest aches because he wants you to be his.

He watches as you shake your head at the pouting boy, a sad smile on your lips. "Maybe next—"

But you're cut off by a gentle hand on your shoulder and a pair of expressionless eyes looking down at you.

"I can get it for you."

You blush furiously at his kind gesture, eyelashes fluttering in awe. "I can't—"

"It's okay," Mikey insists until you relent with a shaky smile and glance down at your son.

"Baby, what do you say?"

"Thank you," the boy says shyly, his smile just as bright as yours when he takes the lollipop from Mikey's fingers.

Bonten!Mikey who meets you again in a place where he never thought someone as bright as you would end up.

He walks into Bonten's meeting room to find his men passing you around, shoving their dicks in your face and groping you roughly. Tears stream down your face, but you can only mumble out raspy complaints as you're grabbed by a man with wild eyes and scars marring his mouth.

"You're such a nasty slut," the man sneers, guiding your mouth to his leaky cock and pressing the head between your swollen lips.

Nobody seems to pay attention to Mikey who takes his seat at the head of the table, their predatory gazes focused on you getting ruined in the middle of the room. But for a split second, your glassy eyes meet his and they grow round at the sudden realization of who he is—at what he is.

And although his men ignored him at first, they're suddenly aware of his overwhelming presence once you're passed onto Mikey's lap next—the room falling quiet because their boss never got involved with their leisure activities.

He reaches one hand up and wipes your tears from your face, bringing your shiny gaze up to his.

"Hey, pretty," Mikey says, covering you with his jacket. His usual soulless eyes are soft when you smile down at him, his heart beating hard against his ribcage at the breath-taking sight. "There you go."

The Bonten executives watch quietly as their boss picks you up in his arms and carries you to the door, their jaws dropping a bit.

"Find someone else to fuck," is the last thing Mikey says before leaving the room.

Bonten!Mikey who runs both of you a bath once you're in his apartment, usually destructive fingers now delicately stripping you out of your soiled clothes and tossing them somewhere across the floor.

He places you between his legs, washing your hair and body of cum and spit before massaging your sore muscles in his strong hands—paying special attention to your jaw after seeing how rough Sanzu was with you. You relax against him, head on his shoulder while you feed into the warmth and safety of his touch.

"Are you scared?" he asks, now that you know who he really is.

You shake your head. "No."

He hums, pleased with your answer. "Then let me take care of you, hm?"

Soft lips brush against your temple as his hands smooth over your supple breasts and down your stomach until his fingers trace over the soft puffy lips of your cunt.

Mikey's mouth quirks ever so slightly when you slowly nod, arching into his touch with a whimpered "please" bouncing off of the steamy bathroom walls.

You keen when two of his fingers brush through your slippery folds, his other hand coming up to pinch and rub at your nipples.

Every delicious sound you make has blood rushing to his cock, and he can't stop himself from slowly rutting against your ass, grunting into your neck from the friction—not caring about the amount of water and bubbles that splash over the lip of the tub.

Your body trembles a little when he slips a finger into your gummy walls, his pace slow to ease you open before another finger joins the first.

His lips travel up from your shoulder, teeth nipping a sensitive spot behind your ear—putting his mark on your skin—before he asks: "Did they fuck you here?" Slender fingers thrust into your clenching hole with an emphasis on his question.

You take a moment to answer from the amount of pleasure clouding your brain, but you manage to shake your head. "N-no, not ye—"

Mikey's hand firmly clasps around your throat, drawing your head back so you're looking at him. "This cute little pussy is mine now, m'kay?" he tells you, tapping your sensitive clit lightly.

This time you nod with a choked whimper, not completely taking into consideration that you just offered yourself to the devil—too dizzy from the fire burning at the pit of your stomach.

The wide pad of his thumb applies firm pressure against your little nub, his fingers speeding up at the feel of your legs quivering against his.

"Ah," you whine, hands holding onto his arm between your legs. "I-I'm—"

"Come on, cum for me," he rasps into your neck, littering it with more small splotches of blue and purple.

"Oh—"

You break off into a stream of garbled sounds when his fingers rub against a spot inside you that has you twitching in his arms. A series of strained little curses leave your lips, your lungs trying to take in big gulps of air as you tip over the edge.

"You were so good, pretty," Mikey coos into your ear, trying to bring you down while his fingers go back to pumping into you lazily. "Hm, one more time. You deserve it, after all."

Bonten!Mikey who learns you were selling your body to pay for your son's medical bills after he fell very ill the year before.

Bonten!Mikey who insists you let him take care of you and your little family.

"You wouldn't need a job," he tells you when you argue that you'd never be able to pay him back with your current earnings. "I'll give you and your son anything you may need."

Bonten!Mikey who rewards you with his head between your legs for hours when you say yes—not that he'd ever let you say no.

Bonten!Mikey who's possessive of you and refuses to share you with anyone because they can't treat you as good as he can.

Bonten!Mikey who wants to show his men that you're his.

Bonten!Mikey who has you spread out on his lap in the Bonten meeting room, all of his executives watching with envy as their boss's fingers play with your dripping hole.

Bonten!Mikey who knows all the sweet spots that make you pliant in his arms until you're gushing a steady stream of fluid all over the table and his pants.

He hears a few faint groans of his men around the room, their eyes turning greedy when you shy away from how they're staring at you. But Mikey shoots them a cold look, his message clear that none of them were allowed to touch you anymore. You're his and only his, and he'd kill anyone who even tried to look at you the wrong way.

"Now get the fuck out," he tells them before focusing his attention back on you.

sawako.

Can I request a scenario where zhongli has feelings for his afab student and she gets a sudden & incredibly painful period during a lecture and looks straight up ill 🤭

not me, who's super down bad w teacher/student tropes absolutely YES

College Professor Zhongli x Afab Student Reader

NSFW, period sex, teacher/student relationship, reader is over 18, honestly this is just filth but I mean I'M just filth so here you go.

She'd looked fine when she first walked into class, but as Zhongli went through the usual motions of his lectures, he noticed it, from the corner of his eye, the way her skin began to pale, the sweat beading along her brow, and the way she seemed to simply...fold in on herself.

that wasn't right, she was one of his star pupils, attentive, driven, ready for anything.

now?

Now she looked like she was going to throw up.

it was another fifteen minutes of lecturing before he sets the class to self-study, and almost instantly he makes his way over, she barely even notices, hazy eyes trained to her laptop screen, it's not until he rests a hand beside her computer that her eyes slowly snap up to him.

she didn't look well, not at all.

"Are you alright, miss (l/n)?" he asks, quietly, gods forbid he draw attention to her right now.

She swallows and nods, he doesn't believe her for a second.

"It's nothing professor...I'll be fine." She reassures, he shakes his head.

"you look like you're in pain, come with me, I have some painkillers in my office." It's not like him to invite students to his office willy nilly, but right now, she looked like she was about to pass out. He's expecting a refusal, another reassurance that she was fine, but instead what he gets is a weak nod as she slowly stands.

Thankfully his office is only across the hall, he ushers her in quickly, watching as she all but crumples onto the decrepit couch he kept in here for the occasional student desperately looking for a place to nap. "Are you sure you're alright?" he asks again as he strides to his desk, wrenching open the top drawer in search of the pain killers he often kept there. "it's...nothing to worry about sir...just..cramps." Cramps?

oh.

OH.

His amber eyes flick back to her, curled by the couch arm, arms wound around her lower belly. Oh.

suddenly, theres a thought, one that had sat deep in the back of his mind from the very first day she'd wandered into his lecture hall in freshman year. One he'd kept buried deep, because it was sick and wrong.

but...

but what if?

Slowly, he slides the drawer shut. ----

Well, this was embarassing. you knew you were due soon, and had prepared accordingly, but the moment that first horrible cramp had hit you in the middle of geology? you knew you were a goner.

It wasnt often, but every once in a while, ever since you'd begun your cycle, you'd occaisonally be wracked with the most horrific cramps you could imagine, you'd seen plenty of doctors about it but they'd all just shrugged, told you it was normal, told you it was in your head, or that you needed to lose weight, normal, shitty doctor things.

So when Professor Zhongli offers you painkillers? you dont even hesitate, take them, let them kick in, finish class, call your roomate to bring you the good head pads, the ones you could stick to yourself for the rest of the day.

Which is why you're taken by surprise when the couch you're currently clinging to dips slightly, opening your eyes you find your professors face mere inches away and you can already feel the flush creeping up your cheeks.

god he was handsome, age aside, he was so supremely out of your league; his wife must be a very lucky woman.

and then? his hand is slowly pressing against you, just below your belly button, thumb digging in and rolling is slow, deliberate circles and you moan quietly, because it was the first ounce of relief since the cramps had started.

"It looks like I am out of painkillers miss (l/n)...but i do know a few...other methods to aid with this kind of pain." his voice is low, husky and impossibly sexy and you must be dreaming, you had to be. "If you're comfortable, I can relive the pain for you."

"please..." its out of your mouth without a second thought. if this was a dream, no one better dare wake you.

You see it in his eyes, the moment you say yes, beautiful amber blowing wide and dark; his hand pressing a little harder on your belly as he leans forward, lips crashing to yours in a messy, rather one sided battle of teeth and tongue. You'd be a horrible, filthy liar if you'd said you hadn't thought about this, especially with your geology professor, but damn, if it didn't feel good to finally live out the dream, moaning into his mouth as your grip on the couch arm slips. Zhongli's free arm easily catching you and laying you back properly, your thighs resting on either side of his hips and oh- oh even through his trousers you could feel him, and it's enough to make you whimper.

Zhongli lets out a ragged exhale, hand finally moving from where it had been massaging your cramping muscles to yank at the zipper on your jeans before shimmying them down your thighs. "w-wait I'm-" your protest is silenced with a look, a single, flick of his eyes to yours, a look that told you all he needed you to know as he shifts to pull away the offending bottoms, as well as your underwear, free hand coming to shunt your top up over your chest.

'I know, and I don't care.'

"P-professor-" you whimper as he reaches behind the couch, yanking some ancinet blanket out from between the back of the sofa and the wall, settling it beneath you and you're sure it's just his way of making you feel better, not staining his damn couch. "Did you know, that penetration and orgasm are two of the most effective methods of easing these types of cramps, miss (l/n)?" he murmurs into your ear, a pair of fingers already slowly dragging between your folds, making it awfully hard to articulate a response.

but he's watching you so expectantly, waiting for an answer, but the moment you attempt to give him one, that pair of fingers thrusts deep inside you and you nearly scream, muffled only by his lips swallowing the sound.

it hurt, but it hurt in a different way, one that felt sweet around the edge, and not just horrifically like the cramps. Your pained whimpering quickly begins to warp into breathy, pleasured moans as his fingers work you open.

"so wound up...relax darling, no wonder you're in so much pain." Zhongli whispers against the shell of your ear, easier said than done when you're body was trying to rip parts of itself apart. You try, you really do, and ever so slowly, your professor's fingers press further, deeper inside, his thumb lazily grinding against your already sensitive clit as he murmurs praise and reassurance, his words sweet enough to make your teeth hurt.

"That's it, you're doing so well...you have no idea how long I've been dreaming of doing this to you." his words tear a whimper from your throat, how dare he be so vulgar but so...so damn sincere while he's doing such lewd things to you.

When he removes his fingers, you dont cry, but it's a very near thing as you whine sadly, arching your back like a cat in heat. you'd do anything to keep the cramps away, the cramps led to nausea and nausea led to throwing up and that just wasn't on the cards for you today.

"shhh, it's alright. I'm nowhere near done with you yet." his sweet murmur comes with an absolutely vicious undertone, so much so that you barely hear the sound of his belt unbuckling. Reality doesn't come crashing in until he drags his cock lazily along your pussy, grinding against your clit and sending shivers of pleasure up your spine.

thats all the warning he gives before he hikes your hips up just a smudge before he thrusts inside, hard and deep, unsullied hand clapping over your mouth to quiet the cry of bliss.

logically you knew it SHOULD have hurt, but all you can feel is the sweet relief of something finally massaging the muscles that were screaming so deep inside you that it felt like only you could hear them. "p-professor-" "I think we're past the formal names, are we not? call me Zhongli for now." he purrs, leaning down to kiss away your pleasured tears.

"Z-zhongli...please, please...."

"Mhm, reduced to begging already, darling? I should have acted upon my fantasies sooner." He growls, nipping at your ear as he finally, blessedly moves.

He's not gentle, and you're glad for it. Every thrust, every deep press of his cock does exactly as he'd said, it chases away your pain, clouds your mind with pleasure and makes you forget how you even ended up in this situation, melting beneath his rough treatment until you're nothing but a babbling mess, only contained by the hand pressed over your mouth.

Above you, your professor looks absolutely debauched; he's always so well put-together that seeing him now, face flush, eyes blown wide with lust and desire, hair usually tied neatly away falling over his shoulders like a waterfall... beautiful. If this was your only chance at seeing it, you were sure as hell storing this image away in your mental bank forever.

Your orgasm hits so suddenly that your world actually goes blank for a moment, hands scrabbling at the couch and raking down Zhongli's back as you let out a broken, choked whimper, body tensing like live wire before falling limp beneath him. You only vaugely feel him give a couple more thrusts before pulling out and spilling over the blanket beneath you with a grunt- ah, right...protection hadn't been a thing...how thoughtful of him.

It takes you way longer than you'd like to finally remember how to breathe and how to uncross your damn eyes...but when you do, the sight your met with is simply to die for.

Your geology professor, Zhongli, readjusting his tie, hair already tied back; immaculate as ever, the slight flush on his face was the only remnant of what had just occured between you two.

ever the gentleman, as soon as he's aware you've come back to reality, he smiles, offering you a bottle of water to sip on as he collects part of the blanket to wipe you clean, handing you back your pants.

"Thank you for that, miss (l/n)... I trust that you know what happened here cannot be known to anyone but us..." he's careful with his words, and yet you can see a tinge of anxiety hidden behind his beautiful golden eyes.

"Of course professor...t-thank you...I..I enjoyed that very much."

Slowly he meets your eye, a small smile pulling to his lips before he leans forward, pressing a kiss to your lips as you feel something skin to a business card slide into your jean pocket.

"I trust your pain has subsided...?" you think on it for a moment with a small hum before you grin at him.

"for now, but you know how these things are professor...I might have to come back and see you for more painkillers when they come back~"

cw - afab!reader. unedited.

Itto didn’t realize he had a breeding kink until this very moment.

Until he had your face pressed down into the bed and your ass up high, his hands spreading your cheeks so he could watch the way his cock fucked into you, a mix of your slick and his cum frothing around your stretched hole and leaving a milky white sheen on his length.

He had come too many times to count—thick, creamy load after load pumped deep inside your pussy as he overstimulated himself as well as you. Praises that had been spouting from his mouth the moment he finally got you home had now turned into unintelligible grunts and deep groans, the feeling of your soft cunt wrapped around him rendering him dumber than usual.

It felt as if it was his first time fucking you all over again, and he cursed at the thought that he had been missing out on this for all those years you were a student in Sumeru. You had refused to let him come inside you, not wanting any unplanned oni babies interfering with your studies, and Itto hadn’t minded one but. He had never fucked anyone else before, never experienced the feeling of shoving his cock in deep and filling someone with his seed, so he hadn’t had any complaints.

Fuck, I’m an idiot.

He hissed out between clenched teeth, black claws biting into the fat of your hips as he pulled you back to meet his harsh thrusts, balls loudly slapping against your clit each time his cock bottoms out inside you.

The insides of his thighs are wet with his cum that’s dripping out of you, and the smell of your combined scents is making his head fuzzy. “Ngh,” he grunts, a sliver of drool dripping onto your back as he watches the way your ass ripples when his hips meet you. “S’good…smells good.” He just barely manages to get out, and you answer him with a keen, pussy clamping down around him as you arch your back even more, the new position allowing him to fuck you deeper than before.

Itto can feel himself getting close again—he can feel his balls tightening and his muscles flexing, and he pushes himself to fuck you even harder, ignoring the aching in his body, and his eyes flutter as you cry out, messy cunt creaming around him for the umpteenth time.

His cock slips out of you due to all the wetness, and a pitiful whine leaves his mouth as he quickly looks down to stuff himself back in, but he’s momentarily stuck when he watches the globs of his cum that come pouring out of you, your spasming hole pushing it out.

He shoves himself back in with a groan, and the moment his balls are nestled against you he’s coming; thick ropes of cum adding to the mess between your legs. You sag against the bed, Itto’s hands that are still clutching your hips keeping your ass raised, and he pants above you as he slowly pulls his sensitive cock from your spent cunt, his cum once again drooling out of you.

Sharp teeth bite down on his lip as he watches the raunchy sight, and even though he feels as if his dick’ll fall off if he uses it any time soon, he finds himself pushing back inside, hard and ready to fill you up until there’s not a drop of cum left inside him.

COTTONTAIL

Character/s: Bonten!Manjiro Sano

Warnings: f!reader, explicit sex, mature language, hybrid au, established relationship, reader is a bunny hybrid, mentions of past kidnapping, reader is an airhead, tiny angst, cunnilingus, rough sex, creampie, breeding kink, heat cycles, unprotected sex, and use of pet names. Minors do not interact.

Note: commissioned by bby grey @meganemoon 💖🥺 thank you so much and hope u like it luv!

Synopsis: Mikey would do anything for his wife—even hightail out of an important meeting.

WC: 2.7k

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#CNC !

;feat. xiao, scaramouche, itto, zhongli/afab!reader

;cw. consensual non-consent, mentions of safewords being in place, fear play, pain play, squirting, size kink, somnophilia, AFTERCARE INCLUDED <3

— a/n. hehehehe

all characters presumed to be 18+

minors do not interact.

requests open!

! XIAO

cw. fear play, somnophilia, a lil bit of soft!xiao peeks thru

a heavy pressure on your body is what roused you from your comforting sleep. cracking your eyes open, you were greeted with the same pitch blackness as when you first laid down.

the body on top of you moved and you felt warm breath fan over your face and squirmed, trying to turn around to look at your lover but a heavy hand wrapped around the back of your neck, effectively pinning you down.

"x-xiao...?" you whisper, "what're you doing...?"

"shut up," he hisses, making your eyes widen at the gruff, cold tone he so easily spits out.

you squirm some more but he keeps you pinned with his weight. he shifts and in the silence of the room, you can hear his heavy breathing. the shuffling of clothing alerts you to his intentions and you feel a shiver of both excitement and fear rush through your system.

"stay still," he commands, meanly yanking your panties down your thighs, making sure to drag his nails down your skin to make you whimper in pain.

"xiao...wait..." your breathing picks up, both anxiety and anticipation surging when he lewdly spots on his cock, slick sounds alerting you to the way he lives himself up with it. vivid images of your boyfriend stroking his own cock pop into your mind and your cunt clenches pathetically.

then you feel the heat of him pressing against you and cry out, "wait! y-you can't-"

the grip on your neck moves to your hair, grabbing a fistful for leverage before he's stuffing his entire cock into in one harsh thrust.

your entire body locks up and the tears that had been slowly welling in your eyes fall.

it hurts.

a soft hand smooths down the length of your spine and you finally let out the breath you had been holding. xiao remains still, his heavy breathing still prominent as he patiently waits for you to relax and adjust to him.

"xiao..." you whine, reaching behind you to press your hand against his stomach, pushing him away with trembling fingers.

"quit cryin'" he snaps, slapping your hand away before, in the blink of an eye, he begins hammering into you.

you wail, desperately trying to push yourself away from him, squirming and kicking as the pain and pleasure both overwhelm your poor body.

"stop moving!" he snarls, louder than he'd been all night.

the fear you feel in that moment is palpable and you find yourself mindlessly obeying him, going limp.

"just take it," he hisses, "you fight all the time and now you're whining...can't take this little bit of pain? hm? are you that weak, human?"

there's a subtle change in the angle to works his hips and your eyes nearly roll back in your head when he swings his hips down and prods that sweet, gummy spot inside you.

you gush and cream around him, body twitching and your mouth hangs open in pure pleasure as he works your body expertly.

"see?" he coos, "you are weak. right here is where you're weakest," you can practically hear the gleeful grin on his face when he slowly and carefully rolls his hips to prod that spot again.

your body meanly twitches at the feeling and you babble out another nonsensical cry of his name that only makes him laugh.

"now cum," he commands, "let me feel how a little human cums when they're forced,"

your feet kick against the bed and you scramble for something to hold onto, settling on the sheets on either side of your head. he works his hips even faster, forcing you to fly over the edge.

your body, wound taut and high, shakes with the force of it. he finally lets go of your hair and grips your hips, lifting them ever so slightly off the bed so he can fuck you to his own high.

the whole time, you're left cumming and cumming around him until he finally spills into you and you both fall still.

your cunt continues to clench and drool around his softening cock until he can't take it anymore and has to pull out.

he leans over your body again, but this time it's to press a kiss to your temple.

"xiao..." you whimper but he shushes you immediately, shaking his head when you turn your head to peek up at him.

"just take a minute..." he whispers, choosing to lay beside you, rubbing your back to soothe the trembles that still consume you, "it's alright, just breathe..."

! SCARAMOUCHE

cw. choking, degredation, pain play, slapping , threats, tiny blood warning, in front of an audience hehe...who he kills afterwards lmao

the various gazes burned into you, only adding onto the complete shame you felt as scaramouche bullied his cock into you. a firm, cold hand wrapped around your throat, keeping yo upright and completely exposed to the audience watching your humiliation.

"look at them," he spits, "all of them watching you. getting off on this -- watching you get raped. they're loving it. why don't you cry for help? hm? surely someone will..."

you open your mouth, fully ready to take him up on that but the grip on your throat immediately tightens, cutting off any words you were ready to speak. he laughs low in your ear.

"so fucking stupid," he whispers, "i won't let anyone take you away from me, not until i'm finished with you."

tears drip down your cheeks and you gasp when he loosens his grip, grumbling about how he doesn't want you to pass out just yet.

he's completely clothed, only his hat discarded and his cock tugged free. but you, on the other hand, are completely bare.

everyone can see the way you drip down your own thighs and the way your tits bounce with the force of his thrusts. he has your back to his chest, allowing a complete view of your bruised body. bloody little lines are visible in random places from where he would randomly dig his nails into you just to hear you scream and cry.

with his free hand, he reached up and cruelly slapped your breast, grinning when he heard little moans from his audience members at the action.

of course sick freaks like them would enjoy it. enjoy a sweet little thing like you to be hurt and abused. hell, he was enjoying doing it.

your body was warm and smelled so sweet, he couldn't deny how lucky he was to have you there for him to torture.

"why are you so wet?" he hisses, loud enough for everyone to hear. their eyes all move to where your poor little cunt is being stuffed full, watching the way you drool and cream around him, "you like this, huh? like everyone watching you be forced to take cock? repulsive little thing you are."

you sob, twitching in his arms as you grow closer to your high. his grip on your throat tightens, making your head rush.

your orgasm crashes through you, your body twitching and trembling as you do. he holds you against him, teeth gritted while his grip on your throat tightened until you fell completely limp, unconscious.

when you woke back up, you were fully clothed and in bed. sitting up, you looked around, finding scaramouche freshly showered and getting dressed. in front of the mirror.

he glances at you through the reflection and turned to properly look at you, "you're awake. how do you feel?"

"tired..." you answer, laying back when he urges you to with gentle hands, "how are you?"

he hums, shaking his head, sitting on the edge dog the bed. he lets you tug him down so you can wrap your arms around him.

"you did good," he whispers, "i'm going to take care of the witnesses."

he leaves you a fleeting kiss on the lips before he's out the door.

as much as he enjoyed the scene and the rush that came with it -- there was no way he could leave those that enjoyed your torment alive. he wouldn't stand for it.

! ITTO

cw. size kink, orgasm denial, squirting, praise

your boyfriend was big. but what's more he was big and dumb. even more dangerous; big and dumb with a huge cock that he knew exactly how to use.

it was always too much to take but after years of practice, you'd gotten used to it. even though you were still a "big baby" about it, as he would say.

he'd taken to using your gained tolerance and crybaby tendencies to force you upon his cock for his own pure enjoyment.

"stop...!" you cry, reaching forward to press against the dangerous swing hips, "itto! stop! i-i don't want it!"

"yes you do," he coos, "if you didn't, you wouldn't be making this mess..."

you shamefully glance at his length and can't help but moan at the sight -- a creamy ring wrapped around the thickest part of him in the middle. your poor little cunt was spread painfully wide to accommodate the intimidating cock your lover possessed.

"no..." you pitifully whimper, slumping against the bed with a shuddering sigh.

"you know that's not what i want to hear..." he whispers, eyes still glued to where he continued to try to bully his cock into you.

you reminded yourself of the little word you needed to say to make it stop. but when he shifted and another inch slipped into you, it flew right out of your head and all you could think was 'more'.

"stop..." is all that comes out of your mouth and your boyfriend grins, sharp fangs glinting in the dim light from the window.

"that's what i thought..." he says, gritting his teeth as he shifts his grip to under your knees, completely folding you up so your entire lower half lifts off the bed. the change in angle alerts you to what he plans and you find yourself holding your breath.

"now be good," he whispers, voice tender and sweet, "you can do it, take it all. don't run from it, little one...you've done so well....all that cryin' for nothin'..."

he had been working you open for the better half of an hour, stretching your poor, tiny cunt little by little. it was brutal and mind-numbing. he offered no attempts to make you cum no matter how close he knew you got.

despite that, you found yourself cumming around him even when he wasn't moving at all -- the simple, pure stretch he gave you was all you needed to fall over the edge. which is how the creamy, sticky mess that covered his cock got there to begin with.

it was hell.

but now you find yourself bracing for everything to finally come together. little spikes of fear grip you and you tearfully look up at him, eyes wide and glassy while he merely gives you a crooked grin.

he loved that look, the fear and anticipation that filled your gaze. you want him so badly but you know it's going to be too much and you'll be lucky if he doesn't fuck you to the point of unconsciousness.

"p-please..." you sniffle. he cocks his head, wondering if you've finally given up your little act only to shake his head when you utter, "don't..."

he shifts his stance and before you can blink, he swings his hips down, burying his whole length balls deep. he lets out a loud moan, cursing through gritted teeth as he's forced to hold you down when you buck and scream as you're forced to take all of his monstrous length at once.

your eyes roll back and your whole body twitches as you squeal, "no! c-cummin'! i'm cummin'! 's too much! too big! nonono-"

itto's eyes roll back in his head as he feels you gush around him, squirting a complete mess all over him and yourself until it's dripping down his balls. he uses his pure strength to hold you down and force you to cream around him. the sight and feeling is too much for him and he finds himself spilling into you with a surprised grunt.

he finally lets you go and you immediately squirm away, slamming your legs shut as you tremble on the bed. cute little sniffles and sobs come from you as you slowly come down from the intense high.

he shuffles forwards you, flopping down on the bed before hugging you close to him, sweet kisses to the top of your head helping you relax against him.

! ZHONGLI

cw. size kink, mean!zhongli w/ soft!zhongli at the end, riding, slapping, fingering

working your hips, you couldn't help but sob at the burning in your thighs as you slowly rode your boyfriend. he sat spread beneath you, a glare in his eyes as he watched you pathetically hump him cock.

"is this the best you can do, little one?" he asks, voice deep and lacking any warmth. it makes you flinch and hang your head, "humans really are so weak, aren't they?"

"i-i don't wanna anymore," you sniffle, moving to get off him but he quickly grabs your waist and forces you to sit completely. you cry out and go to grab his hands, "t-too deep! ah! it hurts!"

"you're not running away...are you?" he asks, cocking his head to the side, "i got home after a long day, just wanting to rest and relax but i couldn't...because a certain little mortal," he spits to word like he was disgusted, grabbing your cheeks to force you to look at him, "was begging for me to make them feel good. but now that you have to do the work, you plan to leave me here unfulfilled?" he clicks his tongue, shaking his head, "that just won't do, little one."

despite the way you squirm and cry, attempting to pop off of his long cock, you both know you're dripping a complete mess around him.

"now...why don't you continue...before i leave and find another little human who will be more than happy to do the work?" his words drive a stake into your heart and you sniffle.

he waits, watching you weigh your options -- you could do as you're told and continue or you could utter that one word that would end it all. but you decide against it -- despite the ache in your heart and thighs, you want to see how this plays out. and it feels much too good to actually stop.

so you place your trembling hands on his shoulders and slowly lift yourself up before dropping back down. he removes his hands from your hips and drapes them over the back of the couch with a sigh.

despite the tight, wet heat encompassing his cock, he looks completely bored -- unimpressed and like he could go soft at any moment.

"is this the best you can do?" he snaps, "absolutely pathetic. why am i wasting my time giving my cock to someone who doesn't even appreciate it?"

you whimper, resting your forehead against his neck, wanting just a little bit of his warmth and comfort to keep you going. luckily, he easily picks up on your cues and presses a little kiss to your head, allowing you to hear the subtle sigh of pleasure he releases.

you do your best to pick up the pace but you tire out again after a moment and let out a humiliated cry when he laughs at you. he grabs your hair, yanking your face out of his neck to cruelly slap you across the cheek.

"absolutely pathetic," he sighs, despite his cruel words, theyre said in such a lovely way that you can't help but clench around him, "shall i do the work then? since you can't seem to do anything on your own?"

you don't answer and he scoffs, quickly shifting so he's laying on his back with you on top of him. he lifts his legs and grips your waist, glaring at you from beneath you.

"just remember, you did this to yourself..."

before you can properly process his warning, he's hammering up into you. you nearly shriek with the pain of him slamming against your cervix. the force of his thrusts knocking you down.

all you can do is hold onto him, burying your face in his neck as he fucks you with inhuman force.

"i-it hurts!" you wail, "s-stop! please!"

he completely ignores you, grunting and groaning as he gets closer and closer to his high. you continue to babble and cry, begging him to stop and that it hurts but he holds you against him until he finally spills inside you with an almost relieved moan.

you're left trembling and crying into his chest as he pants, petting your hair and kissing the top of your head until you finally look at him.

his gaze is soft and sweet, allowing you to relax against him again. he thumbs away your tears and sighs, sitting up.

you whine when he shifts you in his lap, tapping your chin to make you look at him.

"did you cum?" he asks, smiling when you shake your head, "would you like to?"

you think about it for a moment and finally nod. he shifts you again so your back is to his chest, his hand dipping between your legs to find the gooey mess there.

he avoids your entrance, knowing the soreness is already probably setting in, and settle for soft little circles on your clit.

you sigh in pleasure, relaxing against him as he works you closer and closer.

"it's alright, little one," he whispers, "you can cum for me, i've got you."

at his sweet, loving words and under his tender touches, you twitch and cum with a soundless cry. he works you through the high and lets you relax against him, wrapping his arms around you.

@xiax // do not modify or repost

SUGARSTREAM ♡ ┊꒰ gojo satoru x female reader ꒱ content ༄ minors do not interact ᥫ᭡ camgirl!reader, fanboy!gojo, virgin killer!gojo, sex toys, anal play, candy play, virgin kink, corruption, teasing, cum play, age gap (gojo is 33, reader is in 20s) fingering, masturbation, cunnilingus, condoms to unprotected sex, sprinkle of dumbification, praise, orgasm control. w.c ༄ est. 9.2k note from satorhime ༄ i got the idea for a camgirl au from an old request that i can't find in my inbox now but i hope you enjoy reading this. ♡ : · • rbs and comments are appreciated and loved!

gojo satoru has a big sweet tooth.

he can always be seen ordering a frappuccino with five pumps of caramel syrup and extra whipped cream at starbucks, showing up to morning training with an entire platter of chocolate dipped berries, or suckling a tootsie pop with obscenely inappropriate noises during important meetings because the components in sugar stimulates his brain, giving the right amount of rush someone like him needs to keep sane.

his credit card is most swiped at sweet shoppes and random souvenir stands that sell his favorite melon sugar cubes, or the zunda and cream kikufuku he likes so much.

because his appetite for the sweeter things in life is insatiable.

that's why it isn't a surprise he developed a craving for you. he's always had a greedy taste for doe-eyed young women and you happened to be exactly his type. saccharine smile, giggly laugh, and a head full of bubblegum. ijichi kiyotaka's sweet little apprentice who skipped through the halls eating strawberry hi-chews for lunch instead of proper meals, wearing tiny little skirts and rootbeer flavored lip gloss just to torment gojo into wanting to lick it onto his tastebuds.

pure and lovely, you've become his favorite sugar rush.

and with the help of pop culture and social media, he can have a sample before he finally buys the product.

RECENT TWEET FROM @xoyoursweetenerxo: i'll be streaming in 10 mins wearing new lingerie! come take a peek at pixelme.jp/sweetener <333

that's the alert that begins gojo's unraveling, rolling into his notification center. his heart kicks up an irritating notch when he flips his phone over in his hand and reads your username on the screen. he can feel the curious eyes of his three former students on his back as they trail him down the hall, but he has tunnel vision and cotton ears, their incessant chatter echoing in one ear and out the other.

"gojo-sensei, did you hear anything i just said?" megumi snaps, his annoyed tone barely registering.

"i heard a rumor that he finally has a girlfriend now, that's why he's always so distracted," nobara gossips into yuuji's ear, the two casting a long, knowing glance at their mentor.

"so it's like that?"

"it's like that."

"what were you saying?" gojo asks distractedly, lifting one side of his blindfold to unlock his phone, bringing up the twitter app. his main account loads first and he spares a single glance to nanami's weekend vacation update, two for tsukumo straddling her motorbike in hokkaido, and none for aoi ranting about takada's dating rumors at the top of his timeline.

he never hears megumi's reply because he's too busy switching to his private account, an empty lurker with a black photo. eager to click your profile.

tonight's stream invitation is pinned at the top, decorated with pink hearts but he ignores that for now. making sure to hold his phone at an angle his nosy ass kids can't peek at, a long pale finger swipes up to bring the scroll down to a spam of grwm selfies you just posted, a ritual before your streams. you're cute as a button in each one, but it's the last one— on hands and knees, ass pointed to the camera—that makes him groan, the sound covered up by an exaggerated sneeze.

"um, gross!" nobara screeches at him, folding her arms and leaning away. "you sounded like a middle aged dad."

satoru stops his long stride suddenly, masking his irritation by reaching into his pocket for his wallet, flipping the leather open for a spare credit card. he hands it to kugisaki with a pat on her head, grinning when she slaps his hand down and pockets his card without question.

"you know what? mission’s canceled for tonight!" he cheers, already heading in the opposite direction, shooting finger guns. he's eager to get away from his kids and to his office where he can concentrate on your stream. "go out without me and have fun!"

he waves off their confused looks, disappearing in a flash. attention glued to his phone like a teenaged boy. the sorcerer feels his cock twitch to life in his pants the longer he stares at your picture. you're wearing a skater dress that barely covers your plump ass, giving your twitter followers a tease of soft skin and cute stretch marks on the back of your thighs.

he knows that if he wants to see more, like the devastating visual of your slit spread around your favorite dildo, he'll have to join the stream and tip up.

not many people know about your other life. the angel who brings in sponge cake and iced coffee each morning to gojo, who shyly refuses to meet his stare whenever he walks into the room, unable to stand the intensity of his flirtations, is a camgirl with views high enough to land you in the top rated tab. people tipped you good and in return, you let them control your pleasure.

and gojo satoru is your biggest fan.

he hadn't been stalking when he found out. he'd just been passing by one of the staff rooms with the intention of terrorizing ijichi and found you instead, boldly streaming from your phone, whispering i bought my first vibrator! should i try it at work?

those annoying hot girls in your area, click for more! ads weren't needed because gojo had never made an account so fast.

and if he tuned into your grainy stream from his office, cock shamelessly fisted in his hand as he watched you push your panties to the side, phone camera positioned in an upskirt shot of you struggling to fit the small, vibrating toy inside your tight little cunt? mind your business.

he unlocks the door to his office now, shutting himself in before he clicks the streaming link, letting his phone redirect to the site so he can log in.

username: honoredone89 password: hollowedout28

"is the stream stable? hi, welcome! we'll get started soon."

the sound of your airy, girlish voice rings out from his phone as he falls into a leather lounge chair. you're streaming from your room this evening, dressed in frilly and frothy lingerie and a pair of lacy thigh highs, sitting up on your knees on a bed draped in a white gossamer canopy.

rosy led lights wash out the pretty tone of your skin in a soft pink glow, selling your sweet and innocent image. gojo figures that's why you're so popular— you feed right into their desires to turn out girls like you, drawing them in like worker bees to honey.

"how's my apprenticeship? it's going so good, thank you!" you answer a comment from one of your regulars, waving shyly at the viewers pouring into the virtual room.

"this won't be a long stream since i have to wake up early tomorrow, but..." you prattle on, leaning forward to check the viewer count. gojo's attention is drawn to the plump swell of your breasts in your bralette. god, he wants to run his lips all over the lace so bad; tonguing and biting over your nipples through the flimsy fabric until they're bitten raw. "while we wait for more to join, what did you boys do today-"

"ah, shoot. i almost forgot!" you gasp, twisting around to lean out of the canopy; opening the drawer on the nightstand.

as you rummage around, bent over, you accidentally allow your fans to admire the panties you're wearing. crotchless and lacy, the clips of a garter attached to your stockings. the backshot gives him a perfect peek at the shadowed seam of your pussy too, the little scraps of fabric on the front kissing your clit.

but more importantly, he can see the heart-shaped glass plug buried in the dip of your ass.

oh. well, when did you get that?

his tastebuds water, sweet tooth waking up for cravings. a quick decision made that he will stop holding himself back and get a taste of you, that he will be the end to your innocence.

in2feet chatted: this is boring hurry up and get naked

nakedman chatted: location? i'd fuck your ass so good kitten

it was obviously unintentional because your look of ditzy confusion is too cute when you turn around with the matching dildo, shaped like a sailor moon wand. but it ends up being the perfect way to begin your stream— tips roll in without prompting, chat pinging with comments.

"hehe, what are you guys- o-oh.." your question ends in a small sigh that makes his cock throb in his slacks. the air feels stagnant and warm in his office so he drags his blindfold down, unbuttoning the high collar of his jacket. you settled back on the bed too fast, the glass flare of the plug in your ass shifting, pushing a little deeper, twinging an unfamiliar lurch in your tummy. "t-to be honest, i've never used a plug before so it hurts a bit."

a young starlet improvising on a mistake, you lift the wand to your lips. pastel pink tongue peeking out to wet the tip as you blink innocently at the cam. "can i put this in the other hole to distract myself from the pain?"

gojo can feel his brain rotting down to the stems.

you settle against the cloudbank of pillows, bringing your laptop a little closer to finish setting up and check the time. "before i start, i want to remind everyone that i'll only take requests from the highest tipper tonight!"

cyberme chatted: whenever you're ready, baby. we're watching!

cyberme and 10 others tipped 20 hearts

tittystan (★ tip) tipped 50 hearts

"you guys are so sweet!" the sound of the tip bell and chat alerts fill the volume of your room, drowning out your voice. lewd requests and thirsty comments begin to chime in, begging for you to remove your bra, show your pussy, play with the plug in your ass.

you have these men wrapped around your little finger, even though their hearts will be cashed out for real coins at the end of the night.

tittystan (★ tip) chatted: play with those pretty tits for us pls

"is this okay?" your impatient thumb rubs over a clothed nipple, shivering at the touch. more tips fumble in and gojo can see you build the confidence you need to push your bralette down, tucking it under the curve of your breasts so they spill right out.

fuck... he can't help but imagine his large digits replacing yours, dragging the calloused pads of his thumbs over your nipples until you cry and his thirsty ass can drink up your tears.

satoru shifts, leaning back in his barcelona chair as he reaches down to press the heel of his palm to the swelling bulge of his cock at the same time you squeeze one of the fleshy globes into your hand, a soft whine whistling past your clenched teeth.

jacker82 (★ tip) tipped 250 hearts and chatted: fuck yourself on the dildo alr!

you nod at the comment, opening your legs a bit only to snap them shut a heartbeat later. "i-i'm sorry, i'm so nervous tonight!" your teeth chew against your bottom lip as encouraging comments ring in your chat, words of praises that urges you to go further.

posessiveness burns green through his veins at the comments from other men, but he knows how to take what he wants and right now, what he wants is your attention only on him.

honoredone89 chatted: don't be nervous. i'm with you.

honoredone89 chatted: go on and open up for me.

gojo doesn't miss the glow of arousal in your eyes as you read his comment, your heart beating faster than it ever has. honoredone89... you missed seeing his comments on your streams. he felt more like a collaborator, unafraid to poke, prod, tease. the way he talks shit at you leaves you soaked and whining each time, wondering who he is; crying into your pillow whenever he'd toss down five hundred to make you cum, then throw down another five to switch up and edge you at the last minute. want me to change my mind, angel? he'd chat out and you could almost taste his smirk.

you would be lying if you said that your little crush on this anonymous person had nothing to do with him reminding you of the white-haired fox you were instantly drawn to at the start of your apprenticeship. honoredone89 could very well be one of those creeps that records cam shows to reupload to shady porn sites or a catfish. after all, his profile picture is the lower half of a (really fucking gorgeous) mirror selfie. but considering that a man like the actual satoru wouldn't return your silly, growing affections, you're fine with cosplaying.

"o-okay, sorry," you obey him so easily, parting your knees, finally giving your fans a view of your pretty pussy in those crotchless panties. gojo should be ashamed, but he groans at the sight. you sigh as the cool air breezes over feverish skin, cooling the wetness clinging to your folds. it's why your fans love you so much— so wet during streams, no need for lube when your cute little pussy drools out the sweetest nectar no one has had the pleasure of tasting.

"look at you, sweet girl. you got any idea what you do to me?" you've barely shown anything and he feels like losing his fucking mind.

satoru should feel guilty for what he does next, but his conscious is crystal clear. mind blank and too fucking horny to think about propriety, he unbuttons his slacks. fishes his cock out to squeeze at the base, relieving some of the ache. his balls jump desperately as you slide the glass toy between your legs on the screen.

then his phone pings with a notif the moment you press the tip to your clit— a text from megumi dropping down, covering his view of the torturous circles you rub around the swelling nub. a swipe further down and you prod it against your entrance, panting out a low whine that knocks the wind out of gojo's chest, ears ringing.

"p-please let me put it inside!" you cry to the chat, noises so pretty. you'll sound even prettier when you're under him, squirming and pleading for him to fuck you until you live only for the feeling of his cock.

gojo's summer blue eyes scan over the message from megumi, ensuring his kids aren't in danger while he fucks himself off. he chokes off breathy groans so he can hear your moans, rubbing the rough pad of his thumb over the tip of his cock. muscles in his stomach twitching in pleasure as he nudges it inside the slit so clear, watery precum dribbles past his fingers to spill down the long length of his cock.

user20180407 chatted: fuck yourself already i'm so hard!

instead of gojo replying to an annoyed megumi complaining about having to go to a pachinko parlor (yuuji's idea, no doubt) with the others, he taps the tip button before he can stop himself.

honoredone89 (★ tip) tipped 1050 hearts

honoredone89 (★ tip)  chatted: just your fingers tonight, sweet girl.

"c-can i put them inside?" is your immediate answer.

honoredone89 (★ tip) chatted: nope, don't think i want you to do that.

the unhappy comments from your other viewers almost gives him more pleasure than the feeling of his palm rubbing out his cock in rough strokes.

"okay, thank you, sir," you tuck in with a soft smile. he knows you're thanking him for the fat wad of cash in your tip jar, not him snatching away your pleasure, but the sound of the honorific from your lips sends a zip of arousal straight down his spine. the way he fucks into his hand is messy now, dragging his hand up and down his dick. precum coating his fingers white, dripping onto his slacks. "thank you for letting me touch my clit."

he's your highest tipper and your pleasure is always in the hands of your tip jar. setting the toy aside with the hope he'll let you use it later, you open your legs until your knees touch the sheets, joints in your hips aching. reaching fingers to the opening in your panties. you're so soaked, pretty lace all darkened in spots. you spread your folds, circling your clit with two fingers.

"oooh, o-oh.. it's not enough, please let me-"

"hope y'r this greedy when i feed you my cock, princess, fuck. gonna... give you what you need soon, don't worry," he promises to empty air, sweating hard beneath his jacket with his hand tight around his cock. imagining that he's got you right here in his office, fucking up into your pussy as you struggle to bounce on him. on the phone, his speaker rings with your frustrated whines. your thighs tremble as you rub your clit too fast, making it sore.

a few attempt to match his price and tip him out, wanting control over your delicious pleasure; wanting you to use the dildo so they can imagine the little toy is their cocks. but unlike the cheap fucks swarming around your chat, the black metal of his bank card is limitless. there's no one that can stop him from blowing hot cash on an even hotter girl so he does. doubling your tips, tripling it down each time.

the sorcerer has plans that won't be ruined by old men escaping nagging wives and stressful jobs by twisting their dicks to the moans of pretty girls.

at the end of the night, he plans on adding another maraschino cherry to the top of his ice cream sundae.

but that all depends on you.

now when did he close his eyes? on his screen, gojo almost misses it. the prettiest sight.

"c-can i cum, sir?" you simper to your fans, to him. "fuck me. it.. it's right there. please say yes, please please!" circling the pad of your finger under the hood of your clit where you're most sensitive at, you slide a hand up your body to squeeze one of your breasts. a soft gasp pushing out to join the squish of your fingers rubbing through the wet between your thighs.

honoredone89 (★ tip) tipped 2000 hearts!

user20221030 chatted: this rich fuck is so annoying stop hogging!

gojo sounds like a maniac when he tosses his head and howls at the comment, unrestrained laughs choking off into a deep moan when he strokes down and squeezes the base of his cock. fighting off his orgasm for a torturous edge to himself.

honoredone89 (★ tip) chatted: since you can't hold it, go on and show everyone how pretty you are when you cum.

"yu-yes, sir!"

gojo wasn't lying. even the lagging connection to your stream can't dim the beauty you are when you reach your high. it burns a hole into his brain, tearing shivers down his spine as he watches the band snap as soon as you answer his comment. it's real, but you make it pretty, arching off the bed, thrashing, clamping your thighs together as you cum with strained whimpers.

reluctantly, he takes his wet cock and tucks himself away, hissing as the sensitive head presses against the zipper of his slacks.

"did you guys cum too?" you're asking shyly, ready to end your livestream. gojo cleans his hand on his blindfold with a snort at the viewers complimenting your show.

user203020 chatted: u need to block that rich dude. it's unfair. not coming back until u do

cyberme chatted: so hot, kitten. see you next time!

tittystan chatted: don't go babe i didn't get to cum yet :c

sitting up, you wrap your arms around your legs, chin resting atop your knees. your body still trembles with the aftershocks of your little orgasm, but you pull the laptop closer with a blissfully tired smile to answer questions, goodnight wishes, and thank your viewers for their support.

"thank you so much! if you have ideas for my next stream, leave a reply on twitter," you say distractedly, tapping on your laptop.

gojo's phone buzzes with a notification shortly after and he's not surprised that it's a message sent to his account on the cam site.

xoyoursweetenerxo ♡ : hi >< you were my highest tipper!!! do you have any requests for me?

is what the message reads and gojo wears a big smirk as the cards deal a lucky hand just for him. he cradles his phone in both hands as long fingers fly over the keyboard to reply.

no more time wasted after he's blown away hours, weeks, months on the chase for you.

honoredone89: you know what? i think i do!

honoredone89 is typing . . .

honoredone89: open your door for me.

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somehow, that leads to gojo satoru standing in the middle of your room at jujutsu tech.

you'd barely had time to fix your lingerie and clear the smudges of your lipstick before a familiar rap of knuckles was at your door— the same rhythm gojo knocks against your desk each morning to get your attention.

he looks out of place standing in the frills of your pink wonderland, led lights turning pure white hair the color of blush as he glances around at your bishoujo figurines, sanrio plushies, and special edition manga volumes.

"cute," he comments with an amused smile and points, your cheeks warming as you follow his line of vision to the sailor moon dildo sitting on your sheets, forgotten. "where's the other one?"

"h-how did you know..."

"still inside you, i take it?"

"h-how!" your reaction is adorable, different now that you're in front of him. fiddling with the ribbons of your robe, unable to watch his gemstone blue eyes darken to a deep pit of arousal when you nod.

with the feeling of a hare caught in a trap, you watch as he crosses the tiny space to stand in front of you. crowding you against the kitchenette with his imposing six foot three stature. though you want to shrink away, there is something about him that beckons you closer like the limitless, making you want to stay close to him and soak up more of his attention.

"ah, um- i bought these for you earlier today!" you blurt out to him in a hurried whisper, scrambling to reach for the decorated jar of lollipops you intended to gift to him tomorrow. "there's cream, melon, cotton candy, there's matcha too because i know you like-"

"you scared of me?" he wonders, but he accepts your distraction, plucking a cherry-flavored lollipop for himself, amused.

"no!"

he's very attractive without his blindfold, snowy peaks of hair sitting wild over his forehead. you watch as he unwraps the treat, tasting it for the first time like he's tasting you, his tongue working around it; swirling and licking it obscenely on purpose. waiting for that shift, the shameful press of your thighs even though you just had an orgasm. falling for it, you shyly avert your gaze and gojo fights down a smirk.

"there's no need to be nervous, you know," he soothes, hooking a finger under your chin. the deep croon of his voice curls down your spine, bubbling hot desire in your tummy. "i'm right here with you."

"i-i'm not nervous!" you say, wanting to reassure him that he is welcome even though a small voice tells you to run.

after all, haven't you heard the rumors about him?

compliment him in any busy ladies room and you'll summon rumors that gojo satoru picks cherries like a farmer. that gojo satoru fucks girls high in his penthouse, only to drop them low when he ushers them to the elevator hours later. that gojo satoru—

i don't believe it, and your naive schoolgirl crush on him bats those thoughts away.

"obviously a camgirl wouldn't be nervous, silly me," he nods, tone light and teasing. he tilts his head to the side as he reaches for you, thumb easing your silk robe apart. sensual as he pushes it off your shoulder, a shiver rolling down your spine. "did you mean what you said?"

"what do you mean?"

"in your stream," he hums, skimming up the curve of your neck. fingernails scraping lightly over your pulse, and his cock aches at the strangled sound you make. "when you begged me to touch you, fuck you. did you mean what you said, sweet girl?"

"the tipper... honoredone89..."

"was me, yes," he points to himself, smiling. it takes a little while for realization to dawn and he thinks you're too sweet. god, after he finishes breaking in your cunt, he wants to protect you from men like him for the rest of his life. only after, though. "expecting someone uglier?"

where you should feel mortification, you feel sticky and full of attraction for the older man in front of you. how many times did you fuck yourself on two fingers while watching couples on cam, imagining gojo was there and pressing your legs to your chest while he fucked the inexperience right out of you? how many times did you wish that snarky regular on your streams was actually him?

"g-gojo?" you call softly, peeking up at him through thick fans of lashes. twiddling your fingers together in a gesture so fucking cute, it makes his stomach churn. "can i ask you something?"

"hmm? go ahead."

"how many virgins have you fucked?"

"why? you wanna be my one and only?" he teases, a mocking grin set on his lips. "you're really a virgin... too sweet."

"i didn't say that! i.. it's the reason i started streaming. to learn more! it’s an experiment because i don't know how to make someone else feel good." you're babbling, the words rushing out too quickly as you fidget and grip the hem of your robe, looking down to avoid his eyes. "will you teach me?”

“if i teach you, don’t think i’ll go easy on you,” his grin is wicked before he reaches down to ruffle your hair, as if you’re a precious little gem to him. “it’s nothing to be ashamed of, sweetness. it just means i’ll really have to put my back into it!”

putting his back into it means fucking you absolutely dumb, but you don't need to know that yet.

the way he looks at you is an awakening. with a little burst of confidence, you make your own decision; burying your fingers into the collar of his jacket, bringing him down for your first kiss. it's a little awkward with the stick of lollipop in his mouth and your inexperience, teeth and stiff lips until he takes the lead. his lips feel like clouds and you want them everywhere, want to kiss him forever. sink his soft groans into your skin, keep the taste of candy flavored spit on your tongue for the rest of your days as he licks into your mouth, coaxing feelings out of you you've never felt before; kissing you into dizziness.

"please," you pull away, eyes begging— he only needs to be told once.

he takes it in stride, smirking around the stick of lollipop. he draws his hand down, fingers sliding under your bralette to toy with the doughy skin of your breast, rolling a nipple between two pads until the bud pebbles under his touch.

then his path switches, traveling lower and you know exactly where his hand is going. heart fluttering wildly, you whine and nervously press closer to him, hiding your face against the front of his jacket.

but you weren't stopping him, you didn't want to. curiosity coaxes your desire for gojo satoru out of its shell. the entire reason you started exploring the world of porn and cam shows, frustration and curiosity. most women your age had bloomed and blossomed. they were experienced while you felt left behind. never been taken on a date, never been kissed, never been fucked.

a clean slate for the taking.

"i wonder why you're so pretty, hm? been torturing me for months, sweet thing," gojo nudges your feet apart, tongue pushing out the lollipop for one last suck, his lips star candy pink. making you want to kiss him again. "want to taste you instead."

"you mean..."

"don't worry, i'll take good care of you," he gently plucks your hands from his jacket, lowering his lithe body to the floor in a fluid motion. he props one of your thighs over his shoulder, shamelessly spreading your pussy open for him.

cheeks heated, the sight of gojo staring between your legs with a ravenous glint in his eye is too much. your hands fly over your eyes, but he's not having it; reaching up to snatch them down. "good girls keep their eyes open, don't they? how will you learn?"

he hasn't even touched you and yet, lust buzzes an ache between your hips that is driving you crazy.

"good girls deserve to know what it looks like, what it feels like to have me right here,” he continues and leans in to press a trail of kisses to your inner thigh. nips and marks along the fleshiest parts, chuckling at your quiet yips. he slides a thumb between your folds, splitting them to play with your clit. you feel like falling as he circles between your thighs, a gasp hiccupping at the base of your throat before you choke it off.

"g-gojo-"

he builds the anticipation. getting you used to the motion of something familiar before he opens your pussy for business— the sweetest dessert all for him before the main course. "so what do you think? gonna let me taste how sweet this pussy is, angel?"

"what if you don't like the taste?" you hesitate, hand slipping into the milky clouds of his hair. "i-i heard that happens."

"trying to keep it all to yourself?" he teases, eyes shining as he crooks a smile at you. he indulges you with another feathery kiss to your thigh, his hand on your hip, caressing the skin lightly. "there's no way i won't like the taste of you. not when i have this-"

before you know it, he presses something warm and sticky to your clit, replacing his finger. when you realize just what it is, you whimper loudly.

"oh, oh god. y-you're supposed to use your fingers-" you point out halfheartedly. gojo drags the sugary ball of the lollipop against your clit in tantalizing swirls, smearing the sticky cherry syrup across your pussy and mixing it with your own juices.

"i'll clean up after myself, sweet thing," he reassures, nose pressed to the soft curls at your mound, breathing in your heady scent before he tips his head forward to taste you. this is his favorite part- the possessive feeling in his chest once a virgin is on his tongue, knowing he's the first one to look up and see heaven above him. to hear your soft whimpers and feel the unsure tremble of your thighs.

"how does it feel? you like it?" he asks, kissing your clit with a gentle suck that tightens the muscles in your tummy. he licks against you with skill, tongue a warm wetness over your clit. the feeling gojo pulls from you is all new, butterflies between your hipbones as your cunt flutters around emptiness.

"i think i like it, sir. i-it's so-" you whine, the honorific a slip up. ashamed to talk filth to a man you're assigned to bring oversweetened coffee to every morning. it's so easy talking to the men behind your camera. they're blank faces that pay for a performance and to be soaked in the right words. in person, in front of the man who brings you alive, your tongue is tied up in the heat he licks into your throbbing pussy.

"sir, huh?" you can feel his grin spread along your lower lips, his chuckle vibrating against your skin. he stiffens his tongue for a harder lick, quick flits that bathes your clit in bubbly spit, burning pleasure into your nerves that drives you to tears.

gojo's fingers press bruises into your squishy thighs, locking you in his strong hold. he trails the syrupy sphere of the sucker down to your drooling little hole, nudging until he slowly works the candy up into your pussy at the same time he sucks your clit back into his mouth.

you choke out a wet sob, your hands pushing at his shoulders. squirming and trembling, plush walls clamping down around the hard ball of the lollipop with a wince as he fucks it in slow, his eyes focused on the way your walls slurps it inside.

nothing could have prepared you for gojo satoru fucking you with a piece of candy.

"bet your fans would love to see this," he muses, releasing your puffy clit with a shameful pop, a trail of spit and slick connecting you to the sorcerer's chin. "you can barely handle a piece of candy. look at this cute little pussy struggling to take it."

he can't hide his arousal when you taste this good, smacking and slurping like his last meal on earth is between your legs. you release a frustrated whine when he removes the candy, but he appeases you with his tongue— dragging the pink muscle down to curl it into your pussy, the squishy feeling of it making you squeak and grip the edge of the counter behind you.

gojo mumbles a deep groan, tastes so fucking sweet, curling his tongue in and out of you languidly, your squeaks tapering off into breathy pants. he's running out of patience, your noises shooting straight to his leaking cock, but he's determined not to rush. he wants to savor your first time. savor the sweet taste of sugar combined with the earthy flavor of you.

he has to make it good so you remember him after you inevitably come to your senses and make him leave before he breaks your heart.

his palm moves up and lands on your breast, squeezing too hard but you whine for the twinge of pain, placing your hands over his larger one. you hold him like a lifeline as he makes good on his promise of cleaning you all up— drinking down every little drop of candy coated slick until you run dry, until the wet slide against your folds is because of his spit.

"i-i'm-" the stretch of his tongue is so good, your eyelashes wet as you chase the sensation. second orgasm on the brink with his skilled mouth licking and suckling over sensitive nerves. you could end it there, cum on his tongue and let him tuck you into bed after, but you've had enough of not knowing what it feels like to be manhandled down onto a bed, kissed slow, and fucked open by his cock.

you want it to be him and no one else.

"you close?" he reels back, lapping at the entrance to your heat, a tease that makes you cry out. blues flit up to look at you, gaze soft and patient even though his desperation to be inside you has him fraying at the seams. when you nod at him, pushing your hips forward, begging, he grins. "didn't you already cum tonight? who taught you to be so greedy, hmm?"

"i-i'm s-"

"you think you can hold it for me? no, i know you can. hold it for me baby. don't cum."

"n-no, don't! wanna cum, please please- wanna cum so bad!" but he's not hearing it. he pinches your clit meanly until the twinge of pain clouds over your orgasm, laughing lightly as you drive your fist into his shoulder in frustration, a hit that doesn't hurt him one bit.

he pats your mound with a smile but before he stands to his full height, he ghosts his sticky lips over your ankle as he sets your foot to the floor, teeth grazing the anklet you're wearing. a tender kiss that has no business making your heart flutter like that when he's so mean.

"i'll make sure of it, but right now i need you to save it for me, pretty princess. i promise it'll be so much better if you cum around my cock." the sorcerer whispers his filth to your ear, leaving wet kisses along the shell. is it normal for your knees to be so weak? "ain't that what you wanted earlier? want something to fill your pussy up, don't you?"

you're so shivery that you hold onto gojo like your life depends on it. feeling wet and used between your legs already.

somehow, you know that gojo satoru is above what you're able to handle. he's a grown man with years of fucking under his belt and you're an apprentice parading as a camgirl who just had your first kiss. but really, it hardly matters when you want him in too many ways to care anymore.

"i want it, want it so bad, please!" you chant, prepared to get on your knees and beg for it while this otherworldly attractive man grins down at you. you feel like sobbing when he listens, circling his arms under your thighs to lift you effortlessly. legs cling to his waist as he walks the few paces it takes to reach your bed, splaying you out amongst the pillows.

"then i'll give it to you, sweet thing. but first, i think you'd be more comfortable in a familiar setting, hmm?"

he wants to film your first time.

it's filthy and you should refuse, but it's also exactly what you daydreamed of. all those nights honoredone89 watched your streams, you wished he was actually there. in front of the camera with you, back to his chest while he stretched you wide on three fingers and claimed you as his for all of your viewers to see.

you're too shy to actually let your fans watch you be fucked by someone else, but you let him hit record on your laptop, the pink camera at the edge of your bed recording a private show for your eyes only, but giving you the illusion of a livestream nonetheless. "don't pay attention to the camera until i tell you to, okay? eyes on me."

after a small nod from you, he makes quick work of his uniform. unbuttoning his jacket to reveal broad planes of smooth ivory skin. shoving his slacks down, no underwear like you expected so his dick springs out, slapping warmth against your thigh.

it's easy to forget you're being filmed when you’re too busy gaping at him undressing. washboard abs taper off into a carved adonis belt dusted with moonlight hair. and with the eyes of a curious virgin, your gaze peeks down to his cock and it makes your tastebuds water. a perfect balance of long and girthy, the smooth tip blushing pretty and pink.

"can i touch it?" your dewy lashes flutter as you reach forward, wanting to know what the weight feels like in your hand. wanting to brush your fingers over the blue veins, maybe even dip your head down to lap up the pearly precum drooling from the head.

"nuh-uh, but you can feel it," he sucks his teeth in reprimand, catching your hand and brushing an affectionate kiss across your fingertips. "alright, sweetheart. how do you want it?"

"i-i always imagined i'd be on my stomach," you whisper, wanting to sink into your covers after voicing such a thing. a combination of your favorite fantasy position and wanting to hide your face from the camera.

"as you wish."

he obliges, gripping your waist and rolling you over for him, front pressed flat into the pillowy mattress. though your hips are caged in by gojo's strong thighs, you wriggle your legs back and forth, cutely tapping his lower back with your toes.

"i-i hear it's better like this." you mumble into the pillow under your cheek, just to get rid of the silence in the air.

he only laughs at your small talk, kissing your shoulder with care. "oh, sweet girl. i'll show you how much better it is."

nerves flutter in your tummy at that, but you trust him more than anything— more than the women who warned you not to harbor a crush on him. he straddles your thighs, reaching into the pocket of his discarded slacks.

you hear the crinkling of a foil packet being ripped, all the air whistling from your lungs in a shaky breath as you twist around, embarrassed; catching him about to roll a condom over his cock. "w-wait-"

"cold feet?"

"no," god, no. "i- please, you don't have to wear one of those."

"yeah?" gojo snorts with a growing smile, but he shrugs and tosses the protection aside, caution to the wind and no further questions on it. blood rushes to his head quick now, dizzy as he draws your hips up a little until your ass bumps against his stomach. you're so easy to move, so cute and weak, like feathers under him.

his patience was lost long ago, but he's a team player. he gathers the seat of your ass against his palms, a soft peach that jiggles when he squeezes and kneads to the song of your whines, his eyes hypnotized by the jeweled plug. "you've had this in for so long, princess." he draws a long finger down the line of your ass, tugging at the plug gently to see your hole spread. the remnants of the lube you used makes it an easy slide as he pulls it out. tossing it to the sheets.

he coos when you squirm away from him with a soft cry, hurts satoru, and he fucking loves the sound of his given name on your tongue. his thumb rubs over the puckered entrance to soothe the soreness. it would be so easy to sink his finger in, cock up next, but he'll save that for another night. "sorry, princess, i know. i'm just making room. i don't think you're ready to take both yet.. let me make it up to you."

gojo keeps your cheeks spread, slotting his cock in the tight space between your plump thighs. he pushes the thick cockhead through your sopping folds. you can feel the milky pearls of precum smearing along your thighs and cunt with his thrusts, a wet slide right against your heat but it's not enough. "p-please-"

"f-fuck, sweetheart. how are you gonna fit me inside you? look at this."

he's mean for teasing a virgin so much, but he can't help himself. he glances up at the recording laptop; the cam feed showing him your face pressed into the pillows, writhing all over your pretty sheets. fuck, you look so good. he's used to breaking in the starstruck beauties who flock to him, but he plays favorites now— fearing that once he truly has you, you’ll never let go of his heart, his cock.

"i don't- oh god- i don't know, but i want to try, sir," you breathe out through your whines, the honorific only baiting him into getting your way, a true performer. "p-please let me try!"

"such a good girl, even when your fans aren't watching. if you want it, take it then. put it in for me," he almost pleads, wanting to see that you want this just as much and you fucking do. too teased out to feel the jitters fluttering in your heart. you reach behind you, hand fumbling to wrap around his girth. skin feverish after hearing his heavy intake of breath— oh, you did that to him. satoru ducks his head to grip your chin and kiss all over your face, heated presses of his lips reserved for a lover. a distraction for you both as you guide his cockhead to nudge at the entrance of your pretty virgin cunt—

your eyes mist over, crystalline tears clinging to your lashes; losing focus after his hips sink forward. hiding your face in the sheets again, you muffle the depraved whimpers you hiccup out as gojo's cock forces your walls to spread open just for him. white heat slicking your body with sweat as you squirm under him on the bed. he's so fucking long, and he chuckles when you slide a hand down to your stomach to make sure you can't feel him there, too. he feeds you his cock slow so you feel every inch of him, bullying a spot to sit right up against your womb.

"t-too big- oh m’ god, it's too big satoru!"

"you cryin' f' me, baby?" oh, he is aching. no room in the little space your pussy gives him. he struggles to breathe, hair sticking to his forehead as he fights for his composure. he wants to treat you tenderly, break you in the right way, but you're a hot brand around his cock, sucking him in so good it drives him wild.

"s-satoru-"

"you feel that? much better than your toys, isn't it?" he kneels, pinning one hand over your back to keep you in place. "you can take it, cutie. just ease up for me a little, i've got you."

you try to relax, eyes shut and sheets bitten into your mouth. you've never felt anything like it— the intrusion of his cock builds a pressure that none of your toys could've prepared you for. an overwhelmingly tight fit, you feel too full, in over your head. pussy staining his cock with frothy slick as he draws his hips back for an experimental thrust, an emptiness that makes you whine loudly for him to fill you up again.

"talk to me, tell me how it feels, angel."

"o-oh- i don't... i don't know-" you gasp, leaning up on your elbows, a sensual dip in your back, the way you've seen the girls on the nsfw accounts you follow pose. the webcam films your fucked out expression and you're too cock hungry to care about it now, watching it shamelessly on the screen of your laptop.

"can't talk?" gojo taunts, digging his nails into the skin of your ass as he levels his weight into his hips and fucks forward. heavy, deep snaps that furrows your brow cutely, determined as you try your best to take him like you imagine the experienced women who are used to the oppressive force of his cock do.

"want me to slow down?" he asks softly, a little worried. after all, it wouldn't be the first time his dick knocked someone out. but you shake your head rapidly and he cackles, pairing that insane sound with deeper thrusts, sharp hipbones rutting against the back of your ass as he bottoms out again— too deep.

"wan' see your face, please 'toru, please," you blubber into the sheets, but his keen hearing picks it up anyway. stopping is the hardest thing ever, but he pulls out; pushes you onto your back with a hiss.

"can't believe you wanna watch me break in this cute little pussy. what changed?" he goads, but he doesn't wait for your answer. "you know what to do."

shyly, you wriggle down the bed until your hips are flush against his, reaching between the sweaty shadow of your bodies to handle his damp cock again. the stretch is no easier to take the second time, but you know what it feels like. pining for the slight twinge, the hot burn as he spreads sweet fire through your nerves. the weight of his cock fucking your pussy open in slow, teasing thrusts that leaves you whining.

"don't go easy on me-"

satoru listens instantaneously, pounding you roughly as he nips and marks your sweaty skin as his, little love bites along your neck you'll have to cover in the morning. something he never does, but call him attached to you now. "that's all you needed, ain't it? you don't want those sick fucks watching you. just wanted me to make a mess of this pretty pussy."

"y-yes!" you cry against his shoulder and he buries his nose against the pulse point at your neck, inhaling sweet gulps of sex and perfume. a grunt kicks out of his chest as he leaves you, leaning back on his heels to fuck harder, your fingers flying to his forearms as he grips your waist, tugging you forward onto his cock to meet his thrusts.

you become a victim to his skilled fucking, to the harsh slap of his hips that a virgin has no business taking. thighs trembling up a storm, desperately trying to close as his cockhead drags along your gummy walls on the quick pull out, fucking your nerves to a red glow.

"you're so good for me, best girl. so good. keep these legs nice and spread for me so i can fuck this pussy the way she deserves."

neither of you pay attention to the blinking red light of your webcam, too lost in the throes of good fucking. satoru can't keep his eyes off of you as you wriggle desperately underneath him. you're a mess; lips swollen and slicked with spit from your lolling tongue, hair splayed out all over your sanrio pillows while you stare up at him through teary, lidded eyes with the most fucked out look of adoration for the man pounding you, he almost feels guilty.

"s'toru.. satoru- w-will i get to cum again? it feels so- but i can't-"

he loses his final thread of sanity at your little pants and whines of his name. "some girls need it right here, d... don't they, sweet girl?" he says, stuttering when your pussy clenches him in on a good stroke. slick squelches out of you, staining your favorite sheets in a gooey puddle. it's how he knows his cock is fucking you at the right angle, brushed up against that precious spot nestled along your walls. your back arches high off the sheets when he hits it, but a big palm at your belly presses you down, refusing to let you run.

"it feels better right here, too," he tells you, his hand shifting down. drawing sticky shapes of his initials under the hood of your sore, puffy clit— and you've touched yourself enough times to know what the feeling means. the pooling of sweet heat in your belly, the giddy waves of dopamine swirling in your nerves as a man throws you into your peak for the first time. "feel it yet? yeah you do. cum for me like a good fucking girl, make a mess of my cock like it's yours, pretty girl. give it to me."

you're sobbing for him, clinging to him as if he can protect you from the force of your own orgasm. tears welling up in your big eyes as the knot in your tummy bursts so suddenly and you cum, walls fluttering around satoru's cock so tight it pains him to thrust through it. no thought in your pretty mind except the relentless pressure he fucks out of your body. overstimulation sets in too quick and you push at his stomach frantically as your juices splash onto the sheets, wetting all over his hand and bathing down the white trail of hair on his stomach. "i-it's too much, wait-"

"fucking.. fuck, princess- let me go or ‘m gonna cum inside you.. you're sucking me in so tight. f-fuck!" he is only seconds behind you, remembering at the last minute to draw back on his heels and pull his cock out of your weeping pussy. you're still shaking in the aftermath of the best orgasm you've ever had but he’s pinching your puffy lips between his pointer and thumb. it only takes a few rubs of his cock through your swollen folds before he whines low in his throat, grunting and tossing his head back as he spills thick ropes of opaque cum all over your pretty crotchless panties and ruined pussy.

"o-oh.. there's so much of it-" you marvel and when he opens his eyes again on the come down, hips kicking weakly now, he sees you reaching down to run your fingers through the cum he left between your thighs, pinching his sticky seed between your fingers curiously.

you're going to be the fucking death of him.

"yeah, that happens," he chuckles with no breath in his lungs, no energy to tease you about it. he is too dignified to collapse on the bed with a softening dick, in need of a long ass nap, so he leans forward and pets the roots of your hair softly. "you need anything? besides a bath and your diary to give me raving reviews, of course.”

"i..." you start, sitting up and reaching for the closest thing that can cover you besides the stained sheets of your bed: gojo's uniform jacket. you drape it around your front, looking away to hide the vulnerability in your eyes. "can you stay until i fall asleep? you can leave after but.. i don't.."

don't be greedy, is what he would usually tell a woman asking him to sleepover after he's snatched her innocence up and fucked her into a limp. but with you, the sinking feeling in his chest, the months of pocketing your hidden smiles and shy flirtations to think about during his darkest hours, tells him only one thing: he wouldn't have left even if you asked him to.

"i'm not going anywhere."

gojo experiences a first tonight, too. for the first time ever, he doesn't run.

instead, he stays. cleans you up with a warm towel and eases you into clean underwear, though you insist on wearing his jacket as pajamas. he even helps you change your soaked sheets ( with insufferable comments asking if he can keep them. ) you don't know what it means when a man stays after being your first, but your heart feels too warm and a little bit in lo—

"what's that sound?"

you're about to tuck into bed, ready to snuggle in safe and sound with gojo watching over you when his voice speaks up. now that your post-orgasmic haze has cleared a little, you hear it too. the quiet chime of the tip and chat bells ringing wildly from your still open laptop.

the camera at the end of your bed blinking lipstick red from its perch on the tripod.

like.boobs.97 chatted: that bastard is so lucky.

"oh... oh, no!" you squeal, scrambling to shut the laptop down, face burning with mortification. you should have checked, you should have checked. you have to help satoru with his emails in the morning, why did you trust him to click the right button?

you've been streaming to your viewers on the cam site the entire time.

"whoops," is all gojo says, carefree and flippant as ever as he moves to stretch out across your bed like an oversized unbothered cat, drawing you against his body.

"so, you gonna introduce me as your new boyfriend or what?"

stream viewers: @atsumeii ┊ @bbyatsumu ┊@yuujispinkhair ┊@danibby

Ah can you do a Childe x Reader in which Childe and reader have agegap and Childe like manipulates the reader into sleeping with him lmao...

Thanks for your request sweetie 🥰 <3 I hope u don't mind but I kinda altered it..?

Rich creepy uncle Childe? Yesss. 😩

warnings: dark content, uhhhh incest, age gap (reader is 19, Childe is like 30), fem naive reader, sorta bratty/spoiled reader, mentions of incestuous marriage/pregnancy, possessive Childe, manipulation, handjob

Childe knows what he's doing. You used to be a good girl. You used to be sooo sweet.

Until he started spoiling you.

Then you became disobedient, always fighting and talking back to your dad.

And after those fights, you'd always run to Childe for solace. After all, he's the one who listens and gives you what you want.

New phone? Done.

New clothes? Sure.

Oh and there's something else. Although you became a spoiled pompous brat, you were still naive.

You didn't know a single thing about sex. god, Childe loves that the most about you.

You don't wear bras around him and you'll prance around in the tiniest fucking skirt that he bought.

This time you came over to his apartment after having a heated argument with your mother.

"what happened this time kitten?" Childe asks as you lay flat on your stomach across his lap while playing on your switch.

He's got a perfect view of your jiggly ass and he's content to watch as he glances every so often while scrolling on his phone.

You scoff while repeatedly pressing the buttons. "Mom said she doesn't want me coming over anymore. Said I'm too old to be doing that especially since you live alone."

But you didn't see what the big deal was. You didn't see the way Childe looked at you with lust and hunger.

Childe stops what he's doing and looks over at you. He already knew. Your parents practically despised him.

But it's not like he cares.

"really? Does that mean you're gonna stop hanging out with your cool uncle?" He asks with a pout while gently massaging the flesh of your thigh.

You immediately glance back worriedly. "Of course not uncle! I love you. I love you more than my family."

His heart flutters. He loves you too. In a sick and twisted way.

"c'mere cupcake." He gestures with a sly smile so you obey and drop the console to sit up on his lap.

"what is it uncle?" You ask sweetly while wrapping your arms around his neck and batting your lashes.

"your mom was right about one thing. Living alone gets pretty lonely." He sighs sadly so you cup his face.

"then I'll move in with you! I'll cook for you too if you want...anything to make you happy." You chirp with the brightest smile on your face. "I hate living with my parents anyway." You add with a frown.

Childe's breathing turns labored as his lips curl, his fingers slowly gripping your hips. "You'd do that for me?"

"yup!"

"then..." His lips brush against yours and it sends a shiver down your spine.

You two have never been...this close before.

He meets your eyes and it makes you flush. "Can you help me with something?"

You look down when he grabs your hand and places it on top of his bulge. "It really hurts for some reason." Childe explains with a faux pout.

Your mouth goes agape before you speak.

"y-your penis hurts?" You check with furrowed brows. There was nothing in your gaze except concern and maybe embarassment.

Childe has to hold back a giant grin. You're just too easy. But it's adorable.

"yes. Maybe if you just..rubbed it a little, the pain would go away." He whispers while resting his forehead against yours.

"oh. O-okay, let me see." You reply before unbuckling his pants.

Childe leans back on the couch and watches with lidded eyes when you free his painful erection.

Your eyes widen comically at the impressive length and you swallow before looking at Childe nervously. "I-it does look like it's in a lot of pain..."

"hurry angel." He rasps, his impatience running thin. He's waited too long for this.

"o-okay." You purse your lips before shakily wrapping your delicate fingers around it.

Childe swallows a groan when you start pumping your hand up and down.

"g-good sweetheart, just like that," he gasps while throwing his head back, his grip tightening on your flesh.

You blush from his words. He must be in a lot of pain right now. His face is flushed and his chest is heaving but for some reason the sight of his state was making your body tingle.

"u-uncle ajax, are you okay?" You ask softly while leaning over with a hand pressed on his chest.

"k-kiss me." He mutters while staring into your eyes.

Your entire face explodes red. "H-huh?"

"now." He growls, no longer waiting for approval before crashing his lips onto yours.

You squeak before shakily trying to kiss back as your hand continues to work his cock.

Childe's hand moves under your shirt and he starts groping your tender mounds, earning a yelp from you.

Tears sting your eyes as you try to comprehend everything that's happening. His tongue is hot and invading your mouth and your saliva is making a mess on your face.

"u-uncle," you whimper when he trails his kisses down to your neck and shoulder.

"keep going baby. You're making all my pain go away." He assures with a shit eating smile before forcefully grabbing your smaller hand and helping you wank him to an orgasm.

You gaze down and watch with heavy panting as his cock twitches before spurting out cum.

Childe moans, it's low and sexy before slowly releasing your hand.

You sit there, body trembling as you stare down at his softening cock with ingenuous eyes.

Childe swallows thickly, his hazy lust clearing and he's worried you might be scared now. "Kitten..?"

"uncle, what's this white stuff?" You ask curiously, your cheeks dusted red as you stare at him shyly.

He exhales before smiling. "I'll show you."

~

Loud unfiltered moans are resonating throughout childe's bedroom but it doesn't compare to the loud skin slapping against skin as Childe fucks you doggy style on his bed.

And although you were in absolute bliss from the way his cock dragged in and out of your walls, you still heard the familiar melody of your ringtone and reached over to pick up.

"h-hello -- ah!" You let out a cry when Childe leans over and circles your clit from underneath, a satisfied smirk gracing his gorgeous face.

"y/n? Where are you? Come home now! Do you have any idea how late it is?"

It's your father's voice. And he sounds angry.

A loopy smile appears on your face when childe flips you over so you can face him and he can watch those tits of yours bounce.

"s-sorry daddy, I'm living with uncle ajax now."

You can't even hear your father's reply when Childe sloppily kisses you and intertwines your hands together.

"tell your daddy the other thing." He whispers against your lips.

"a-and I, mm! I'm gonna marry him too, a-ah! And have his baby!" Drool runs down your chin as you smile up at Childe.

Your parents voices on the other end are ignored as childe hangs up before focusing on you. "Beautiful. My beautiful girl."

Your parents didn't matter anymore. Childe has the money and connections so he could easily get them out of the picture if they tried to interfere.

Now you're all his.

You whine while throwing your head back when he grinds against you and arch off of the bed. "O-oh Ajax! I'm cum-"

Your sentence isn't even finished before you gasp and cream around him. Childe groans before quickly following, his fertile seed flooding your womb.

You wrap your arms around him to hold him close as he lazily humps against you, tears decorating your lashes from overstimulation.

He kisses your wrist before grinning above you. "Now you're mine."

Hii! Can i request a headcanon or scenario (whatever is better) where ran’s with this girl and keeps on convincing her to make the relationship an open one where they can basically sleep with other people but like only love each other (ygm?) and the reader finally agrees because ran’s always flirting with other girls so she wants to give him a taste of his own medicine and basically thats when Ran realises that his girlfriend is getting wayyy more attention than he anticipated and actually bags 10x more :D

Warning/s: NSFW, semi-proofread, fem!reader, pet names, rough sex, degradation, toxic relationship but it worked out in the end. (Ig)

A/n: HI, HI! sorry that it took me a while to post this, anon. I hope you like this, and thank you for the request <3

“If that’s how you’re gonna be why don’t you just ask for a break up.” You huff out, exasperated at your lover who went behind you to hug your form. “I love you too much to let you go.” Ran whispered as he kisses the top of your head.

“You say that yet you’re asking me to agree to you to fuck other women.” The male pouts when you pulled away from the hug. “But I’m letting you do the same.” While pouring yourself a drink, some expensive wine, you shift your head and looked at him with a questionable expression on your face.

"Alright, fine." you finally agreed, a small sigh coming out of your mouth as Ran walks to you and peck your lips. "No falling in love with your sex partner or partners, okay?" in a sweet voice he asked.

"You know what'll happen once you do," he trails as he gently swipe his thumb across your lips. "right, sweetheart?" you hum and nod your head.

"You too, sweetheart." you giggle with a smirk on your face making Ran chuckle and lean in to kiss you for real this time. His tounge swirling against yours and dominating over you as usual.

"Yeah, you know that'll never happen." he says in the kiss as he picks you up to make you sit on the counter. "Mhm, I believe in you." you reply, giving his lips one last kiss before reaching for your wine and drinking it, a little dripping down by the corner of yours which Ran licked after you set the glass down.

After that agreement with a side of good fucking that night, two weeks had already passed since that happened and you already got quite a line of men and women begging for your attention or whatsoever.

“For someone who strongly disagreed with this so called ridiculous idea of mine at first, you do sure seem to be enjoying yourself.” Ran chuckles as he stood beside you, peppering your neck with soft kisses. “How’s it going with your partners?” you giggle as his lips tickled you.

“Great.” He answered. “You?” You flash him a smile after turning around and putting your arms on top of his shoulders while he had his hands settled on your hips. “Oh, you already know the answer to that, sweetheart.” You say in a sing song voice.

“Right.” His lazy eyes looked at the necklace that was wrapped around your neck. “Who’s that from this time?” He ask, his slender fingers playing with the little chains. “Lemme guess. Satoru? Sukuna? Hmm, That guy whose name is a starbucks cup size, Venti? Childe..? Have I ever told you that their names are weird?” You snort and held the rest of your laugh back while already imagining the two person: Venti and Childe being whiny.

“None of them, huh? is it one of my co-workers? Sanzu? Kakucho? My boss???” A little laugh came out first before you answered Ran while making eye contact in a playful gaze.

“Koko.” You noticed how his eyes turned dark and cold but decided to brush it off as you intended to see this kind of reaction. “Huh, aside from your colleagues I’m actually surprised you know the names of my sex partners….” You narrow your eyes.

“No one better be dead or missing, Ran Haitani.” He nods his head, chuckling a little as he found you cute right now, but his eyes went back to look at the pretty necklace on your neck.

It was obvious to you that your lover was jealous and he always get that way whenever you’d receive gifts from other people yet he still tries to mask it with a smile and leave the place, saying he has a hook up with one of his girls.

And of course, you’d wish him well with a beaming smile on your face while informing him that you also have a plan with one of yours despite knowing what he’s feeling.

You also know that he’s trying too hard to have girls swarm him just for his attention. You know that because whenever the two of you would go out, he’d let the girls gather around and entertain him while Ran would simply smile and glance at you back and forth just to see your reactions, only to witness people slowly gathering around you like bees that was drawn towards this beautiful flower.

His friends already knew from the very start since you both informed them about the relationship turning open just to avoid misunderstanding as they once witnessed Ran let a man flirt with you while he was busy flirting with another girl so openly. Honestly, they thought you both had an argument and broke up but then they heard the news from you two.

That’s why Sanzu became your very first sex partner as he instantly made a move on you. He can’t help it. He’s been eyeing you ever since he first you, you know! He’s gotta grasp this opportunity to fuck you and feel you.

So he invited you to this party and Ran was away, you were bored that day so you couldn’t help but agree. Both of you got wasted then the next day, you woke up, felt the ache in your body instantly, and you couldn’t even get up!

Sanzu had the audacity to make fun of you after you woke him up with that loud thud. Nonetheless you could tell you had an amazing night even if the memory was a little blurry here and you felt guilty from sleeping with a man that isn’t Ran. Don’t worry though, Sanzu helped you get over it.

He was also the one who urged you to go ahead and try getting more partners as Ran was doing it. “But you’ll never find someone who’s great as me, baby.” Was he said in a cocky voice before leaving the apartment and giving you a kiss that time before you could retort.

Memories kept coming until it came to the latest person. The one with Rindou. You remembered how much you begged for his dick to enter you and make you cum which he did with a couple of degrading here and there.

“What a fuckin’ whore.” He groans out as he pounds into you from behind. “You takin’ another man’s dick so well.” Rindou chuckles as he roll his hips against yours, the action made you clench around his shaft and cum as your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

“I wonder how many had already fucked this dirty cunt of yours.” patting the cheeks of your bottom, Rin starts to thrust his hips in a brutal way. “Fuck.” He cursed under his breath. “You feel so good.” He turned you around just to catch your lips in his. “ So damn good than what I imagined.”

“I heard something happened between you and Rin.” He said, snapping you out of your thoughts, but you just wished he had done that sooner as you felt the wetness on your underwear and ache in your core.

“Yes.” You simply replied as you pull away from him to organize the gifts Kokonoi has sent, acting like you weren’t feeling hot or anything at all.

“You slept with my best friend a couple of days ago yet you didn’t hear me say anything about it. ‘cuz you didn’t let me.” You mutter the last part making Ran to let out a small sigh. “But Rindou’s my brother, that’s different.” He says making you hum.

“My best friend was basically like my sister, so.” You shrugged your shoulders then grinned as you went towards Ran to peck his cheek. “It’s just sex, sweetheart.” You say, the words sounding familiar to him.

“It’s not like I love the man or anything.” You cup his cheeks with pouting lips. “You know you’re the only man I’ll ever love, right?” You finish with a coo as he finally remembered those words. He said those to you when you found out about it and before you could utter a word, but he could still tell that you were still angry because you’ve been distant to him lately.

“Anyways, don’t you have work to do?” You ask while fixing his tie. “[Y/n]-” before he could continue his, your phone rang. “Go on, sweetie. You’ll be late.” You urge him with your phone now in hand.

“Hello?” You answer the call while waving your hand at Ran who seemed reluctant to leave but you didn’t saw it as you had your back facing him. “Chifuyu?” Was the last thing he heard slip out of his lover’s mouth, calling another man’s name in a sweet tone when he finally stepped out of the apartment.

“You want to meet up tonight?” You giggle when you heard him stammer on the other side of the phone as you already imagined his red face. “Alri-” You let out a hum of confusion when your phone got snatched out of your hand.

You huff and quickly turn around, only to feel a hand cover your mouth as purple eyes stared straight into your in a piercing way.

“Sorry but she’s gonna be busy.” Ran answered on your behalf making you furrow your brows and ask him in a hush tone on what the hell he’s doing. Ran only glanced at you in an icy way and that was enough to shut you up.

“Oh, and she’ll never meet you again.” Was the last thing he said while the other male was stunned and blinking his eyes as his friend started to ask if he was alright.

“What are you doing now this time?” You heaved. “Deleting numbers.” Ran answered casually making you frown and reach for your phone. “The hell’s up with you? Give it back.” He scoffs and pushes you down on the sofa, one hand holding your hands above your head making you squirm and try to get out of his hold.

“That’s a lot.” He mutters to himself before looking at you. “Let me go.” You grumble. Ran throws your phone on the wall, smashing it and making you gasp. “Oops. I’ll buy you another one.” He said, his smirking face making you want to just punch the leaving shit out of him.

“You crazy-” before you could even finish your string of cursing words at him, Ran shuts you up with a kiss while undoing the tie on his neck. “You’re not leaving this place unless I say so. I’m gonna fuck you senseless.” He states, voice dropping an octave as he uses his necktie like a rope to tie your wrists.

“Not even letting you ever sleep with another guy again.” Your face heats up and you could feel your pussy throbbing again. “Ran. Untie me. I’m serious assho-” You gag when you felt his thick length suddenly enter your mouth all the way down to your throat causing your eyes to water.

“Let’s put that mouth to good use.” He groans, slowly thrusting his hips as he forgot how good your pussy like mouth felt around his dick. “My dick’s the only thing that you’ll ever taste and feel, sweetheart.” Ran moans when he went fast and came without any warning. “And in return, no one’s also gonna taste and feel my cock. S’ gonna be all yours.”

“And I already cut ties with the whores. All of ‘em. No need to worry anymore.” Ran pecks your cheek while let out a whimper. “I’m gonna be all yours from now on, you got that?” He starts to work on his clothes after gently moving you to your shared bedroom then does yours next.

“And you’re gonna be all mine.” He gives your neck wet kisses then slowly went down, marking you with every chance he gets as your moans were like music to his ears. Oh, how He missed seeing you like this under him, and of course you also felt the same.

You both missed each other’s touch and warmth but was too prideful to admit it that’s why Ran finally decides to break it as he was the cause of all this in the very first place. It may not look like it, but he’s scared of losing you.

“That’s how it should’ve been from the very start.”

|Character/s ➵ All bonten members.

|Warning/s ➵ NSFW, Fem!reader, crack language, suggestive themes, making out, cock block(😔).

|Note ➵ Ctto. They look so fine, damn it. Anyways, here's the part 2 that some of you peeps asked for. And I'd be happy to know on what you thought of this story in the comments! Enjoy <3

✿ Part(s): One, Two, Three

"My head." You let out a small groan then blankly stared at the unfamiliar ceiling which you still haven't realized... "My fucking head."

Letting out a sigh, you turn on your side, seeing an unknown but somehow familiar man sleeping on the bed with you which immediately made your eyes wide in shock.

"Did I finally lost my v card?" Was the first questions you asked. "To this fine fucking man?" Pursing your lips, you felt a tear slip out of her eyes. "Holy shit?? Is this for real?" Pumping your fist in the air, you almost shout a cheer.

"I fucking hit jackpot!" You squealed a little, excited to share the news to your friends. "I'm not a goddamn virgin anymore, Haya." You mumble before glancing at the still sleeping man.

"Goddamn pretty." You whisper with a dreamy sigh. "So fucking pretty. So lucky." You do a little victory dance in your mind as a memory suddenly comes in mind, making your face heat up.

It was a memory of you, clothes gone except for the matching undergarments. While half naked, you and the man were kissing each other so slow and passionate first before it became deep and rough, him dominating over you as his button up shirt were now half undone. Your inner self squeals, remembering how his hands traveled and caressed your body, the hazy memory ending there for you with a small huff.

You lift the blanket, wondering if you're naked along with Ran Haitani. A small hum came out of your mouth when your question was answered. You were wearing a large shirt, which obviously belonged to him, with nothing underneath but your black underwear while Ran wore a gray sweatpants next to you, his torso completely bare.

"How sweet. He must've cleaned and dressed me up." You mumble before lifting the blanket again, seeing his toned body with a half tattoo on it.

"...Now that's fucking sexy." You say, face heating up as you press your legs against each other. "Great. I'm getting horny over a tattoo." You roll your eyes at your own words before letting out a small chuckle and biting your lower lip when you took a quick peak at Ran's body once again.

"Damn sexy." You try your best not to squeal like a little girl so you set the blanket back down on your torso and turned your attention back to admire Ran's beauty but seeing him awake absolutely caught you off guard.

Your first reaction was to pull the blanket over your head and turn around in a flash, face turning red from embarrassment when you question yourself on how long was he awake and how much has he heard since he was looking pretty smug with a handsome smirk on his face.

'Cringe.' You thought, face going red from embarrassment. "Good morning, miss horny." The male greets with a small laugh while you question the somehow familiar name he just called you.

"Don't get all shy on me now." You hear him speak once again. "You were such a naughty girl last night, you know?" Your inner self lets out a scream, face flushed at his husky deep voice.

You remain still and quiet under the blanket, your shyness now getting the best of you which Ran found cute as you were a different person unlike last night.

Anxiety fills you up when the male became quiet with you, and it only increased when you feel him shift closer to you, feeling his warm toned body against your back that it made you think your heart was gonna yeet itself out of your chest.

"You're such a cutie." He said as you let out a small squeak when you felt his cold slender fingers make contact against your legs.

"You were so loud last night." You shut your eyes when you felt his hot breath against your nape. Ran was now under the blanket with you and the tension felt heavy for you that it made you aroused.

"Why so quiet now, sweetheart?" His hand caressed your leg up and down first, giving it light squeezes as it stopped on the side of your thighs.

"If you don't let me see your pretty face," Ran moved even closer. His rough hand quickly went to your hip, pulling it against his harshly, a small hiss went through his lips while yours were a yelp.

You bite your lips hard when you felt your underwear getting soaked with your own slick as Ran's hard cock twitching against his pants and at your ass, his heavy breathing against your now red ears made you feel really hot, especially when you're both under the blanket.

"I'm gonna have to punish you." The male finished with a small blow of hot air on your ears making you press your legs harder against your own legs while Ran held your hips so tight, his own bucking at yours made you mewl.

"You're so, haa, fucking cute." He grunts, his hand now moving again to tug the garter of your black panty. "Sexy thing." He mumbles with a smirk before inserting his hand inside, his forefinger and middle finger went up and down your wet folds.

"I've barely touched you and you're so fucking wet already, princess." You held back the moan that was about to escape your mouth while a drool slipped passed and trickled down on the corner of your lips.

"And so sensitive too." Ran chuckles deeply, almost letting out a growl while his cock kept twitching and throbbing inside his gray pants, wanting attention and to be touched by you so badly.

Ran never felt so turned on that he wanted nothing but to bury his cock deep inside your wet cunt, but then he remembers that you're still a virgin which made his eyes darken and thrust his hips harshly a couple of times on you.

The trigger of him being so horny must be because you're a virgin, he wants to cover you with hickeys or bruises. Just the imagination of it made him groan and his dick to release more pre against his pants.

He wants to fuck you so rough, shove his dick deep inside you until you beg him for no more as fat tears stream down your face while you whimper.

Ran must have some kind of corruption kink or something...

He starts to pepper your neck with wet kisses until it came to him biting it lightly first, then moved to biting it hard as bruises started to form on your neck, his fingers still playing with your cunt, rubbing your clit.

"Turn around and let me see your face, [Y/n]." He gruffly said, mentioning your name in a low voice which you obeyed after seconds had passed.

"Great expressions." He huffs, his half lidded beguiling eyes filled with lust bore into your teary-eyed ones.

"Come on, moan my name. Ran." He whispers, biting your earlobe. "Don't hold back. Say it. Moan my fucking name." With a growl, Ran inserts a finger inside in a harsh and quick motion that made you moan out his name loudly along with the sound of something hitting a wall or something..

"I knew you'd make a move on our pet " A voice said with a sigh, obviously shaking their head. "I can't believe you're making out without me." Another voice spoke with a huff.

'Pet? Who???' You question as the events that occurs last night came to you like lightning. Ran takes the blanket of him, but his hand didn't leave your pussy.

"Sorry, guys." Ran chuckles, flashing the stoic Rindou and smirking Kokonoi. "Nothing personal." He showed a subtle smile at them.

"But did you really have to come in and interrupt?" Ran moved his one slender finger inside you making you yelp as he inserts another one.

"Things were really getting good, you know." Ran pumps his fingers inside you for a while, making a moan slip out.

"Oh, what a cute voice." Kokonoi comments. "Bet she'll sound fucking sexy when a dick's finally inside of her." Sanzu states, a devilish smirk on his face while he leans against the doorframe.

"I was about to do that." Ran takes out his fingers and showed the men your glistening slick. "She's fucking tight." Rindou whistles, Koko lets out a chuckle, and Sanzu chuckles at the sight. Ran licks and sucks his fingers.

"Taste so damn amazing." Your face became bright red at their words, and when you decided to just stay still like you did earlier, the blanket was yanked away from you.

And just when you were about to cover your face face with a pillow, it was snatched away including the one you're using by the Haitani brothers. They laughed lightly at your expression.

You looked like a dog that had its ball of toy stolen away.

You huff and turn your back to the men, only to be met by a pair of mesmerizing emerald eyes boring into yours.

"Hello.." You greet shyly, a sheepish smile on your face. "Gorgeous." Sanzu chuckles, noticing the way Ran sent you a look as he flashes a smile.

"Morning, horny lady." You swear that you've never felt your eyes and ears so blessed, especially on mornings like this.

"I can die as a happy woman now." You blurt out suddenly which caused the men to go quiet while you continue to stare at Sanzu's face in a daze.

"Oh. Oh shit." You say, a nervous chuckle erupting from you as they just showed a smirk. "Anyways, uhm, something happened between us, right...?" you ask, a bit unsure since the memory you have kept ending with him on top of you on the bed, his fingers playing with you sensitive clit. You glance at Ran, who had his cheek resting on top of his palm, lazily grinning at you.

"Of course, princess." He said, his grin growing wide with mischief in it. "I told you that you were loud last night, right?" Ran states, leaning in close to you.

"Really loud." Rindou joins in with a deep chuckle making you blink your eyes. "...So, I really lost my v card???" You question, head slightly tilted to the side.

"You are such a cute pet." Sanzu comments, patting your head in the process. "No. You woke up in the middle of the night, saying that you were hot and uncomfortable in your clothes." Kokonoi starts

"You left Ran's room to find the bathroom while stripping your clothes off in the way." Sanzu joins in, the memory making them laugh a little. "And we were in the middle of a meeting. You gave everyone quite a show, even Mikey was amused." Rindou states, his hand patting your legs.

"You have a great body, so don't worry your pretty head over it, sweetheart." Ran finishes with a smile, and you swear that you could hear the heart in his sentence while your face goes bright red again, confusion written all over your face as you try to remember the memory.

"Ran excused himself to take your half naked body back to his room." Kokonoi adds making you groan while he obviously enjoys the reaction you're showing.

"And then you started shouting, I'm getting laid tonight! Ey!" Sanzu copies your actions last night with a small wheeze. "Then next thing we know you're singing something: I'm gettin' ripped tonight! R.I.P that pussy, ey!" Sanzu continues, his laugh getting louder as Ran joins in since he was there to witness it all.

"You kept repeating- shouting, singing the Dick word." Rindou chuckles while you wish that someone would bury you six feet in the ground...

"I didn't know that you were that desperate for a dick if it weren't for last night." Ran teases making you scowl at him as Sanzu's laugh echoed in the room.

"Same." You sigh out. "I'm disappointed that nothing really happened between us." Your honesty really amuses and making them speechless.

"We were about to make out last night, but you fell asleep on me." Ran sighs out, tapping your forehead with his forefinger. "I had to take care of junior by myself you know. Even today as well." The male glances at the three men in the room, who only replied by shrugging their shoulder or averting eye contact.

"Oh, you're all gathered here so early in the morning, surprisingly." A voice spoke from behind, catching everyone's attention. "I brought you breakfast." Kakucho enters the room with said breakfast in hand. It was your favorite and you're not even gonna question him on how he knows that information, knowing that he or everyone already did a background check on you since they're literally criminals, but that doesn't faze you.

Nope, not at all. You're only distracted by their beauty.

"You being here and bringing her breakfast is more surprising." Rindou blankly states making the others nod in agreement while the ravenette averts eye contact, cheeks slightly flushed.

"Shut up, man." He mumbles, brows furrowed slightly at the younger Haitani. "Just being thoughtful to...our pet." Kakucho adds, seemingly hesitant to call you like that while Sanzu starts to tease him, earning an icy glare from him.

"Aww! Aren't you a sweetheart!" You smile at the flustered male and took the food, immediately starting to eat as you're already hungry. Kakucho sighs in relief that you didn't seem hurt that he called you did...after all you did call yourself a pet last night and even signed up for it, so everything's well making him flash a little smile, a warmth feeling bubbling inside him as he watches you eat so happily.

"I'll just clean your sheets if it gets dirty, Ran." Said male replied with a go ahead at you, chuckling when he saw your cheeks puffed as it was filled with food. "Thanks for this, uh," With a troubled expression, you try to think or find the memory in your brain if the scarred man had already introduced himself to you. Kakucho chuckles at you.

"Kakucho Hitto, nice meeting you, [F/n] [L/n]." You beam at him and bow your head a little. "Pleasure is mine, sexy." Giggling at your own words, Kokonoi introduced himself as well along with the other men. Koko even told you the missing members' name and their feature so you wouldn't look so confused if they come to greet you.

As you eat, Sanzu takes your hand to take a bite and taste your chosen food. "Not bad." He said, scarred lips curving upwards into a smirk.

"I'm so not gonna get tired of that." You say, giving the pink haired a thumbs up. "Handsome men are the best!" You mutter, not really caring if they all heard it. Sanzu laughs again before grabbing your chin with his hand and pulling you in for a rough kiss, catching you off guard.

"Wha..." You squeak out, face flushed while he licked his lips in a seductive way for your eyes. "You're adorable." He whispered deeply in your ears, feeling his hot breath in the process.

"I can't wait to feel you and destroy that virgin pussy of yours." With a red face, you cover the lower part with your hand as you feel your panty dampen again.

"That's the only problem we have." Kokonoi hums. "Shouldn't you be doing your first with the person you love?" He ask making you wave your hand in front of your face. "Was about to that, but I don't really care about that anymore." You reply blankly. "Love is...Eh." Finishing the last bite of your breakfast, everyone suddenly got quiet, knowing your history with your ex.

They did a good job with their research about your background.

"Thanks again for this Kakucho." You flash a smile at the ravenette who nodded his head in return. "Yet you said that you love our boss." Ran sighs dramatically. "I'm hurt, princess. After the things we've been through?"

"Not much happened between us, Ran." You deadpan. Ran cups your cheek with a taunting smile. "Yet."

You scorn at him, a red hue spreading across your cheeks. "Anyways, about last night. I know what I did..." You trail. "And, I so don't regret what I said! I'm fine with giving my v card to any of you. There's no such thing as true love anyways! For me.." You exclaim, bitterly muttering the last part.

"As your pet, what'll be my job?" With a chuckle or smirk on their faces, Rindou gets close to you, thumb swiping across your lips, getting something out of it.

"I'm sure as hell that pleasing us is one of it." He states, his lazy grin growing wide as he licks the thumb he used against your lips, resulting for your face to heat up again for the nth time.

"And to obey our orders." Takeomi suddenly joins in, a cigarette in his mouth. "Guess you're all happy about the pet you got, hm?" He chuckles out.

"You're taking real good care of her." Takeomi glances at the smug Ran, getting the hint that he made a move on you.

"I'll check on you again later after I'm done with my work, [L/n]." The older man said before completely leaving with a slight wave of his hand.

"Now that I finally got a nice look at you, you're actually really pretty." An unknown deep voice comments. "Oh, thank you." You say bashfully at the tall man who grinned at you.

"I'll see you around." Mochi said, waving his hand at you as he also left. "Yes, see you around, sir!" You shout, then mumbling, "Is being handsome one of the requirements here..?"

"What are you all doing gathered here?" A quiet yet cold voice asked. "Get dressed and start working." Mikey/Manjiro Sano states making some of them sigh and leave the room, some of them bidding you a normal goodbye as some were flirty or naughty remarks making you laugh and roll your eyes.

Ran stands up, giving your forehead a kiss. "I'm gonna take a shower." He informs, sending you a playful wink next. "If you're both gonna make out in my bed, be sure to call me." You giggle, already getting used to this side of him.

"Shower well, sexy!" You say, giving a thumbs up making him chuckle then grunt. Mikey stomped the tall male's foot then entered the room to sit on the bed, acting as if nothing happened while Ran grumbles, "Can't feel my damn foot." On the way to the bathroom.

"You're quiet today." The white haired said making you flash a sheepish smile. "I'm really sorry! I don't know what came to last night. Sorry for disturbing your me—"

"You should strip around here more often." Stunned at his words, you just stared at Mikey. "It's entertaining."

In a flash, you hid your head under the pillow as you lie with your stomach on the bed while Mikey stared at you first, wondering what's up before his lips curled up into a small smirk.

"Are you sure about your decision?" He ask, obviously questioning the pet things making you lift the pillow a little and nod your head. "Yeah. You can just think of me as a desperate woman who wants to get laid... despite being surrounded by criminals." You reply quietly as a yelp suddenly came out of you.

"For a virgin, you act like a fucking slut." Mikey deeply said, his hand cupping the cheeks of your ass. "I wonder," He pauses to turn you over and pin your hands above your head so you wouldn't be able to hide your face.

"Which of us is gonna be your first." He lets go of one of your hands to guide it to his hardening cock. "Whose dick will be able to feel your pussy." Mikey leans, a soft peck on your lips.

"I'd be delighted if it were me." He notices the bruises on your neck that was made by Ran earlier, making him frown and bite it, hard enough to draw blood which he licked quickly. Mikey does it a couple of times, satisfied at the sounds you gave.

"Mikey..." Said male lets out a groan, hearing his name come out of your pretty lips. "That's right. Moan my name." Lifting your shirt up, enough to reveal your stomach, he starts to give it wet kisses then looked at you. His dark eyes were piercing as it stared straight into yours.

"Will you let it be me, [Y/n]?"

Finally, Mikey was able to touch, hold, and taste his childhood crush.

protecting you ★ megumi fushiguro

inspired by @okkatsudon !! go check them out plz <3

— pairing: megumi fushiguro x gn!reader ෆ angst?, fluff, hurt/comfort ෆ wordcount: 939 ෆ warning: injury mentions, blo*d mentions, slight body comfort in some parts, de*th threat mentions, megumi being insecure, a lot of crying

a/n: i will work on requests after this! so sorry, i have not been motivated lately. had this rotting in my drafts for like, 2 months now? so i quickly finished this up to post for content cause i need to start trying to be consistent (-_-;)

the digital clock struck 1AM, when megumi stumbled through the front door, limping and wincing.

"y/n?.. y/n!" he yelled through the quiet apartment of their partner. he was in terrible shape: his body covered in bruises, blood leaking out of his head, while patches of his clothes were ripped torn.

he was in distress, looking for the presence of his one and only. his eyes scanned all the rooms from corner to corner. his chest tightened, and so did his throat; so nervous, so worried. until he remembered there was one more room, their bedroom.

he stumbles into the bedroom of his lover, feeling like his lungs would collapse at any moment. he swings the door open, before seeing y/n, making his body loosen from panic.

y/n laid on the bed, tucked warmly underneath the covers, sleeping. he feels his heart ache, as he quietly walks over to their bed, sitting down next to them, the bed dipping next to them.

he adored their slumbering face, his pumping heart calmed down as he admired them.

the warm lamp on the bedside table made their face glow, the tone of their skin being megumi's favorite color. despite any skin imperfections they had, they were radiant as ever, to megumi atleast.

he stayed quiet for a while, his eyes adoring them like a camera lens; picturing and saving every twist in their skin and bend of their bone to remember in his memories.

he starts talking, even though he's well aware their asleep.

"hello y/n. i'm sorry, i know it's late, but i just have to.. get this off my chest. today i got, in a.. really gruesome fight. and i mean, it was terrible. blood was everywhere, screams left and right you didn't know where to look first. you know i'm a somewhat calm person, unlike yuuji or nobara. but.. i've never been so, terrified before. i was shaking and my heart was caught up in a frenzy. it's kind of embarrassing telling you this, to be honest." he laughs dryly, his throat itching with pain.

"but anyway, i wasn't scared for myself. i couldn't care less about me ending up on life support or something. but.. it was you. the curse brought you up, and said it knew i was fond of you. it threatened me, telling me it would, kill you." his voice stifled, his hand on the sheets gripping it tightly.

"it said, it would kill you when i wasn't watching. and that, i'd end up visiting your corpse one day. that's what scared me. it said it with so much certainty, i started doubting myself, and my abilities. again, this is super embarrassing." he mumbled stubbornly, hiding his face in his hands, resting his elbows on his knees.

"but, i had full right to be nervous. i'm not that good of a sorcerer, nor am i that morally great. i still have so much to improve. i mean, what would happen if it did get to you? we defeated it thankfully, but what if it kept it's promise. what if, i won't be able to save you. what if i'm too weak for you? i feel like everyone's getting better, while i stay the same." his voice starting to break up and falter.

"you might be in trouble, and i might not be able to save you, and it's going to be.. all my fault." hot tears started pouring from his eyes, as he squeezed them shut, hoping to stop them. his throat clenched, but the more cries left his mouth. megumi was shattered by the idea of not being able to save his own lover, wiping his tears away wasn't taking effect, nothing was.

he looks at his sleeping beauty, his eyes teary-eyed and face full of wet marks. his heart twists and pulls on it's owns strings, seeing them so peaceful, not aware of how much danger he's actually putting them in. he slowly climbs over, and lays on the empty spot next to them, resting his head on the extra pillow, wishing everything could stay just like this. his fears storm his head, terrorizing and clouding it.

"i'm sorry if i can't save you. i'm sorry if i can't be strong enough, i'm sorry if your going to die because of me, i'm sorry.. i'm sorry, i'm so sorry." he curls into a slight ball next to them, bursting into quiet sobs again.

"i hope you know how much i love you. i love you so much. if something happens, i hope you remember that i love you, and that i've gone beyond my limits to try and keep you safe. your a miracle to me, and i'm sorry if i'm being a huge annoyance right now, but you really do mean a lot to me. im so sorry if i dont show it. you mean the world and more, to me. please forgive me." he clung to the blanket, letting out all the things he had always wanted to say, drunk in sadness and extreme admiration.

after what seems like forever, his breath calmed down, his face all blotched and pigmented with tears, his nose clogged, his hands weak, as his blood from his prior injuries smearing on the blanket and pillows. he was a total wreck, while his beloved beauty stayed in deep sleep.

he takes one last glance at them, barely being able to keep his eyes open for long. "i love you." he whispered, his throat breaking up the words, before his eyes shut closed, falling asleep, next to his oblivious lover.

any support given are greatly appreciated :)

taglist [always open!]: @hirugummies

Hiiiii!!

I’ve been hella horny for Dain ever since I played through the new archon quest coul you write smth filthy for him

I’m too obsessed w that man ty ily🥲🖤

OMG ME TOO

I'm sorry, I know dain's story quest was supposed to be sad and stuff but all I could think about was being his travel partner and how you guys are camping but you two are literally so horny for each other that the tension leads to some rough sex 🤤💀 ehe.

warnings: outdoor sex, pervert! reader, f masturbation, cumming inside

Dain doesn't know it but you love him.

Being his travel partner is... interesting. Cause you cherish your friendship with him more than anything so fucking it up is not an option.

You just wanted to BE fucked. By him specifically.

See? Interesting.

During your journey, nightfall had arrived sooner than you two thought and since there weren't any towns nearby, you two decided to make haven in the forest.

The crackling fire and the crickets chirping are the only sounds in the dark forest you two were currently having camp in.

You lean back and stretch your arms on the log you're resting against with a prolonged sigh, your bones creating satisfying pops. "Man, I'm beat. Those hilichurls sure gave us trouble."

"you should get some rest then." Dain replies while poking at the flickering fire with a stick.

You drop your arms in your lap before tilting your head. "What about you? Are you gonna sleep?"

"I'll keep watch." He explains while flashing you a small smile.

You're unable to help the shy smile that makes its way across your face. He's always so considerate to you. "U-um, nah, I'll just stay up with you. You know, to keep you company..."

"Alright. That's fine."

You shift on the ground uncomfortably, your eyes shamelessly wandering his body. He wasn't wearing his cape, he never does when you guys rest, so his built body was on full display.

Free eye candy basically.

You're such a pervert but you can't help it. You wanted him so badly.

"something wrong, y/n?"

You jump from his voice. the way he says your name sends electric shocks straight to your groin. Not good.

"n-no, I'm fine." You laugh nervously while brushing your hair behind your ear as Dain intently observes you.

You needed some relief. Like, as soon as possible before Dain could catch on.

"you shouldn't lie to me, y/n." his eyes darken and you know he's only concerned but fuck that stupidly hot authoritative voice only makes you swoon.

"you've been acting like this recently. Would you care to tell me what's bothering you-?"

"No!!"

Dain's taken aback by your outburst but you quickly clear your throat and stand up from your spot, your ears bright red. "S-sorry, I just.. I-I'll go get some more firewood!"

Turning on your heel, you take off into the woods before Dain could even attempt to stop you.

Panting while glancing back to make sure that you're a good distance away from the campsite, you stop and lean against a tree before slouching down.

You didn't mean to shout at him. You know he meant well but...you just couldn't have him finding out about your dark thoughts and desires.

Your face is flushed red and your breathing is still shallow from the adrenaline but you drag down your shorts and underwear to drop at your ankles.

It's been way too long since you last did this. Your libido has been building up this whole time.

With two shaky fingers, you gently suck on them to get them wet before gently grazing against your clit and that already sends a jolt of pleasure up your spine.

Biting your lip to stifle the whimper you threaten to let out, you continue to give fast tight rubs to the sensitive bundle of nerves, your thighs quaking all the while.

Fuck, fuck, it feels so fucking good-

Your fingers coat in your slick as you rest your head back against the trunk and gasp for air. How would Dain react if he found out you were addicted to touching yourself?

With your back arching as you grip onto the bark, you moan out a name without thinking.

"D-Dain...!"

"you called?" A husky voice whispers in your right ear.

Yelping from surprise, you try to whirl around but end up tripping on your shorts and flop on the ground. Of course he followed you.

Dain lets out a low and sexy chuckle as you try to retain whatever dignity you had left by covering your exposed parts while turning over with tears in your eyes.

He bends down to your level and trails a hand up your thigh while leaning toward your face. His eyes are lustful, hungry, and it makes you tremble. You've never seen him like this before.

"why so shy? That was my name you called earlier right?"

You exhale while averting your gaze and cover your mouth with the back of your hand. "M..mhm."

"If you needed additional assistance, you could've just asked," He mumbles while playfully nipping on your earlobe, his hands traveling dangerously under your shirt.

You mewl and lean your head back, allowing him access to your neck. He takes the opportunity and plants soft kisses down to your collarbone.

H-his lips are hot...it feels good.

Dain suddenly pulls back and hovers above your face with a gentle expression. "What do you want from me?"

"h-huh?" Your face turns bright red. Was he really going to make you say it??

Looking away in embarrassment, you stammer to get the words out. "I...I want you to fuck me."

"I need details sweetheart. You want it fast? Rough?" His voice akins to a growl and you realized that's probably how he wanted to do it unless you differed.

You part your lips to ready your response before finally voicing it. "However you want, Dain."

You did your best to try and sound seductive until he captures your lips in a passionate kiss. You eagerly meet it and run your fingers through his blonde hair while you both practically try to inhale each other's mouths.

You run a hand down his chest before trying to lift his shirt up as he does the same to you, trying his damn hardest not to tear it off instead.

Once you're both successfully naked and your clothings are tossed aside, Dain hoists your legs around his waist whilst pushing his erection against your core.

You squeak, your body tingling with anticipation as you watch Dain strip his pants off, his dazzling eyes never leaving yours.

His breathing is ragged and he seems desperate almost. "I always knew. What you've been doing whenever you ran off on your own in the middle of the night."

Your cheeks burn red but you cover your face to hide. You already knew he knew. you didn't need him to say it!

He suddenly leans down to your stomach and snakes his tongue out to get a taste of your skin, earning a full body shiver from you. "But know this y/n. I've been waiting for this moment for a long time too."

Your eyes widen and you slowly remove your hands. "r-really-?"

Your voice is cut off by a cry when he roughly thrusts inside to fill you with every inch of his cock.

Your hands fly to his shoulders for support but he swiftly grabs them and pins them above your head.

You whine, not liking the restriction until he pulls almost completely out before sliding back in and you're certain you heard him swear under his breath before settling into a steady rythm.

"D-Dain, please, I-" you inhale sharply when he hits a good spot inside you, pleasure clouding your mind.

"I wanna touch you!" You finally manage to sob out.

Dain smiles slightly in amusement before bending down to kiss and suck your jawline as puffs of your breath cloud the air.

"and I wanna make you scream." He murmurs hotly, making your walls clench.

He feels it too cause he lets out a guttural grunt before doubling his efforts to reach your cervix, causing your eyes to roll back.

He smirks lopsidedly at the erotic sight. "that's a good look."

His praise has you melting and moaning lewdly as you do your best to absorb all the pleasure he's giving you, your voice being drowned out by the loud and obscene skin slapping against skin.

Good thing you guys were out in the middle of nowhere.

But you're unable to stay still, your body jerking and shaking with the intensity of your approaching orgasm. "Dain! I'm gonna cum!"

He only hums in acknowledgement before trailing his tongue down to your bouncing breasts and enveloping a nipple into his mouth to suck.

That was the push since you arched your back before exploding around him with a scream, tears leaking from your eyes at the intensity of it.

Dain's brows furrow before he hurriedly rides over his own edge, filling you with his seed. You almost cum again at the warm sensation, feeling the tremors of his cock empty what seemed like every last bit he had into you.

Dain doesn't bother slipping out and keeps himself snug inside as both of your chests heave up and down.

your gaze is fixed on the bright stars in the sky before you direct it to Dain.

And you are so glad you did because he looked absolutely beautiful right now. His hair was a mess, strands of it were sticking to his face and his cheeks were flushed red.

His eyes were focused on you and they were full of...love? Fascination?

Whatever it was, it had your heartbeat racing again.

You look away, not being able to handle his gaze before swallowing. "Well uh, I should probably go take a bath in the river."

"oh." He states bluntly, blinking dumbfoundedly.

You smile before reaching out to cup his face.

"would you care to join me?"

DATING APP HCS - KAZUHA

Oopsss, I dropped my WIP, khehee, sorry :>

SHOWTIME! | haitani r.

haitani rindou x fem!reader ft. haitani ran, sanzu haruchiyo, kokonoi hajime, kakucho, akashi takeomi, sano manjiro

summary: you pushed your boyfriend just a bit too far while he was trying to stream a game with his friends

warnings: fem!reader, college au, mean dom!rindou, exhibitionism (can hear, not see), oral (f->m), rough sex, unprotected sex, brief manhandling, humiliation, slight impact play, implied masturbation (m), pet names (princess, pretty girl)

wordcount: 4.2k

notes: for @spookygeto's streamer collab

It’d been hours, you were sure of it, and you couldn’t bear it any longer. He swore--he swore--that he wouldn’t be on long, that he would actually spend time with you and you knew you shouldn’t have believed him. It was never just one match when Rindou got on with his stupid fucking friends but every time you naively held out hope.

Sighing from where you were leaning against the doorframe, you watched Rindou’s fingers fly across his keyboard, his gaze trained on the computer and headphones blocking out any sound other than the game and his friends.

Your eyes flickered over to the computer, noting the fact that he was streaming but his camera was turned off, as per usual. Sometimes, it amazed you how many fangirls your boyfriend had for being a streamer that never showed his face online but you supposed it was understandable, Rindou had an attractive voice, you would be the first to admit that.

You wandered over to his desk quietly, his eyes flickered up to the mirror he had above his computer, meeting yours briefly. He raised his eyebrows, questioning you, you pouted as you drew closer--pouting harder when he turned his attention back toward the game.

Kneeling next to him, you pressed your cheek against his thigh and looked up at him, “You’re so pretty, Rin,” you said softly as to not have your voice picked up by his mic, eyes trained on his pretty purple ones, watching the reflection of his game in his irises, watching the way his pretty purple and black hair strayed in his face.

Rindou looked down at you briefly, a small smile tugging at his lips for a moment before you heard Sanzu Haruchiyo shriek something through his headphones and he tore his gaze off of you and back toward the computer.

You pouted as he redirected his attention back toward the game, laughing at whatever was going on. Sighing you rested your head back down against his leg, cheek smushed against his thigh as you looked up at him through your lashes, hating the way he didn’t even spare you a second look.

You should just go, you told yourself, an unwelcome feeling stirring in your chest at the genuine smile spread across Rindou’s face as he talked with his friends.

He promised you time, another voice argued, take your promised time if he won’t give it to you freely.

Your eyes drifted to Rindou’s sweatpants, eyes focusing in on the outline of cock through the gray material, gaze shooting back up to where his eyes were following the movements on the screen rapidly, not sparing you any attention.

While his concentration was entirely on the game, you shifted under the desk and between his legs, movements going unnoticed. You tapped his thigh, watching as Rindou’s brow furrowed in confusion as he absently lifted his hips off of the chair, tongue darting out as his fingers tapped furiously at his keyboard.

Dumbass, you thought to yourself, albeit fondly, as you slipped his sweats down to his thighs. Rindou hadn’t even realized what you had done until you freed his cock from his boxers and he inhaled at the feeling of the cool air against it.

His gaze tore from the game and darted down to where you were kneeling in between his legs, fingers ghosting the length of his cock. His eyes were dark with warning as he watched you, hissing as your hand wrapped firmly around his cock, pumping it twice before you brushed your thumb over the precum beading at his slit.

You watched him scramble to turn the microphone off on his headsets. “Keep your mic on,” you complained quietly, “or are you afraid you’re gonna be loud.”

“Not right now,” he muttered and you could see the veins of his forearms bulging as his entire body tensed as you leaned in to lick at the precum leaking down his tip. Voice strangled, he said, “We finally dragged fuckin’ Mikey away from that other group he plays with, we gotta focus on this match.”

“Then focus,” you told him quietly, leaning up to lick a stripe up the length of his cock, watching him let out a heavy breath as he tilted his head back, that stupid matching tattoo he got with his group of friends on broad display.

“OI! RINDOU, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? STOP FUCKING AROUND!” you heard one of his friends, Kokonoi Hajime, you recognized, shouting through his headsets and Rindou let out a low groan, shooting you a lidded glare before he turned his microphone back on, focusing back on the game albeit with shakier hands.

“Fuck off, Koko,” Rindou said roughly, “My girl came in, had to talk to her real quick.”

“Y/n’s there? Tell her I said hi,” Ran said immediately, his other friends echoing the sentiment. Rindou only glared down at you, you smiled from where you were leaning your cheek on his inner thigh, lazily pumping his cock.

Rindou took in a sharp breath as he set his gaze back on his computer screen and you leaned up on your knees, resting your elbows on his thighs as you took his tip into your mouth, sucking lightly and swirling your tongue around it. Rindou’s fingers faltered from where they were flying across his keyboard.

“Rindou, what the fuck?! How did you miss that?” you heard Sanzu shout and Rindou told him to go fuck himself. You smiled when you noticed one of his legs trembling. You pulled off of his tip with a soft pop, running your hands up his thighs and under his sweatshirt, nails tracing patterns on his abdomen. You watched as the muscle tensed under your touch, his body hunching in slightly and a grimace crossing his face as he shot you another irritated look.

You looked up at him, eyes wide. Tell me to stop and I will, you said silently. Understanding what you were getting across, Rindou only sneered at you, going back to his game.

You smiled.

One hand still lightly scratching the contours of the abdomen, your other drifted back to his upper thigh, bracing itself there as you leaned in to capture Rindou’s cock between your lips. Rindou hissed at the suddenness of the action. Shifting up more on your knees and forcing your throat to relax, you bobbed your head on his cock, inhaling deep through your nose as your lips brushed the base of his cock, desperately trying to stop yourself from gagging and making noise.

Rindou choked on his breath, coughing violently, and his cock twitched sharply in your mouth--tears stinging at your eyes as it stretched out your throat. Your nails dug into the skin of his thigh as you pulled halfway off his cock, tongue tracing up the vein on the underside of his cock, sucking hard at his tip cringing lightly at the salty taste of his precum before pulling off again and looking up at him.

You could hear a mesh of voices shouting at Rindou from his headphones but Rindou had his eyes squeezed shut and one hand clasped around his mouth, head tilted down. Haitani Rindou was good at a lot of things but controlling his reactions was not one of them. Haitani Rindou was loud and responsive in bed, and it was something that you appreciated a lot and he despised because no matter how hard he tried to shut himself up he couldn’t.

The glare he shot you was nothing short of lethal when he finally reopened his eyes and dropped his hand from his mouth, lavender eyes dark and hooded, lips pressed together tight and twisted down.

You smiled at him again, his glare darkened.

Leaning in, you placed wet kisses along the length of his cock, feeling his abdomen spasm underneath your hands at the action. Just as you were about to take his cock back into your mouth, one of his hands curled around your hair, dragging you up.

Your eyes widened in shock, watching as he leaned forward to press a few buttons on his keyboard, ending the stream and closing out of the game. You heard his friends screaming at him from his headphones, Sanzu being the loudest but Rindou only spit a few curses at them as he dragged you rather harshly over to his bed.

“Rindou,” you said, wincing at the painful grip on your hair but he only flattened his other palm against your back and shoved you face-first down onto his bed. Before you could try to push yourself onto your knees, Rindou was straddling your back, pulling your head up and forcing something over your ears.

“Rindou, what the fuck is going on?” you heard Sanzu spit directly in your ears.

“Dude, why did you disconnect? We’re getting fucked,” Kakucho asked.

“Come on, man, are you shitting us right now? We just fucking lost, you know how long it took us to get Mikey to play?” Kokonoi complained.

Rindou leaned in close to the microphone, chest flush against your back and cock pressed against your ass, “My girl wanted to play a different game, you should be thanking me for the front row seat, assholes,” he said lowly, and you turned your head to look at your boyfriend, eyes wide as the others on the call quieted down.

“Rin-” you began, voice wavering as he leaned back on his heels, shifting off of you.

“Thought you wanted the mic on,” Rindou spat, dragging you closer to him, grip bruising around your thighs. Distantly, you could hear his friends mocking you through the headset but all you could focus on was Rindou, “Made us lose the match, least you can do is give ‘em a show, yeah?”

“Yeah, give us a show, y/n-chan,” you heard Sanzu jeer into your ear from the headset.

“Mm, let us hear you, pretty girl,” Ran cooed, “Wanna hear how good Rinrin can fuck you, bet I can do it better.”

You inhaled sharply as you felt Rindou tug your shorts down harshly, looking back at him nervously because he wasn’t really about to fuck you with all of his friends and his brother listening, was he?

Tell me to stop and I will, the same mocking look you had sent him before was now directed your way and you could only glare at him. He didn’t back out, so you wouldn’t either.

“You hear that?” Kokonoi Hajime cooed, “Thinks she likes the sound of that, maybe Rindou doesn’t fuck his bitch good enough.”

“Koko,” Kakucho warned but he was cut off by Ran’s loud laughter.

“Is that it, princess? Need me to teach my little brother how to fuck you? Want me to make him watch as I split you open on my cock, hm?” Ran’s voice was cruel, mocking, tears sprung to your eyes.

“N-No,” you said, “No, I-”

“Shut the fuck up,” Rindou said from behind you and you gasped when you felt his fingers slip between your folds to press at your entrance, smearing your slick around messily, “Don’t fuckin’ talk to them 'less I tell you to.”

You shut your mouth immediately even as Rindou’s friends started mocking you and you weren’t sure if wanted to cry or if you wanted Rindou to just hurry up and fuck you. You felt pathetic because while you listened to his friends make fun of you for ‘at least being an obedient slut’ you couldn’t stop the heat that was pooling dangerously fast in your lower abdomen.

You wanted to throw up--you shouldn’t be getting turned on from this. You shouldn’t and you knew damn well that Rindou was going to notice and when he did-

“There’s no fuckin’ way you’re actually turned on by this,” Rindou sneered, as if on cue, and you whimpered, humiliation spreading through you as his friends burst into laughter, sharp in your ears. Your eyes blurred with tears as Rindou grabbed your waist to pull you up to your hands and knees in front of him and you let out a shaky breath when you felt his tip nudge against your cunt, slipping against your wet folds. “You fuckin’ are, you like that they’re listening, don’t you? Want them to hear you actin’ like a fuckin’ whore? Maybe I should turn the video on for them too, yeah?”

“N-N-oh-” you couldn’t even finish the protest as Rindou’s hands found themselves in a bruising grip on your hips, fingers digging hard into your skin as he pushed into you without warning, an obscene moan escaping your lips when you felt his cock stretching out your walls, slipping into you almost easily without any prep just from how turned on you were.

Keyword, almost. You grit your teeth as discomfort spread through you, the stretch a strange mixture of pleasure and pain that was unfamiliar to you because Rindou never fucked you without making you cum twice on his tongue and twice on his fingers at least.

It burned and you couldn’t tell if it was in a good way or a bad way because your thoughts were jumbled not only from the feeling of Rindou’s cock splitting you open but also because of his friends’ voices piercing your ears.

“Jesus fucking christ, sounds like a fuckin’ pornstar,” you couldn’t tell who had spoken--Kokonoi, maybe? Takeomi? Yeah, Takeomi.

“Fucks like one too,” that was Ran, “Rindou accidentally sent me a video of them once when tryna send one he took of some guy hacking in the game.”

“Nah man, why the fuck is Rindou the first of us to get a girl? There’s something fundamentally wrong with that, when is it my turn?” That was Kokonoi, you realized.

You whimpered as you felt Rindou draw his hips back, you could feel each and every inch of his cock pressing against your cunt, each vein molding itself into your walls. And you tried, you tried to brace yourself, tried to hold back the moan bubbling in your chest because you knew the microphone connecting you to his friends was right next to your lips but you couldn’t.

Your arms trembled against the bed in anticipation, abdomen and legs tensing and pussy aching at the empty feeling left behind by Rindou’s cock as his tip once again nudged at your opening. But he wasn’t moving, he wasn’t moving and you were sure it was about to be what pushed you to tears rather than all of his friends making fun of you in your ear.

“Rin-” you began taking in a shuddered breath when you heard Sanzu Haruchiyo mock your call of your boyfriend’s name instantly. Fuck, fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck, for a moment you hated Rindou. You hated him for making him wear his headphones while his friends were on a call, you hated him for drawing this out when he knew what you wanted and you hated-

Any thought that might’ve been running through your head fizzled away as Rindou bucked his hips into you, a loud cry of his name tearing from your lips silencing all of the boys on the other end of the voice chat. Your arms gave out as Rindou pulled his hips back, snapping them back into you at an almost painful pace--dropping to your elbows as Rindou’s fingers dug deep into the skin of your hips and ass, dragging you back and fucking you onto him as he thrust up into you, hitting you so deep inside that it almost hurt, you swore his tip was brushing your cervix.

You could barely even hear Rindou’s friends in your ears over the sloppy sound of your boyfriend’s cock dragging in and out of your sopping wet cunt, over the filthy sound of skin on skin, over Rindou’s low groans and your piercing, broken moans that were cut off each time Rindou drove his hips into you.

“Holy fuckin shit-”

“... fucking hot, Rindou’s gotta shar-”

“-ucho actin' all holier-than-thou, we all know you’re fuckin’ your fist too.”

“Rindou,” you sobbed, fisting the sheets next to you, “feels s’good, Rin, feels s’good, feels-”

Another high-pitched moan tore from your lips as Rindou brought his hand down on your right ass cheek, the sound ringing throughout the air. That very same hand slid up your body to wrap around your hair, pulling you right off of the mattress, back arched almost painfully but you couldn’t even feel it over the numbing feeling of Rindou’s cock fucking so deep into you.

“Tell them that,” Rindou groaned but his words went in one ear and out the other until his grip tightened, “Tell them.”

“C’mon, princess,” Ran cooed, “tell us how my baby brother’s makin’ you feel, yeah?”

“Makin me feel s’good,” the words slipped from your lips before you could stop them, half a slur as your head started going fuzzy from all of the stimulation, “he’s makin’ me feel s’good, Ran.”

“Oh, fuck-” Ran groaned just as Rindou brought another hand down on your ass, making you cry out again.

“Don’t say his fuckin’ name,” Rindou spit out viciously, “Say it again and I’m not gonna let you finish.”

“Sorry, ‘m sorry, ‘m sorry,” you sobbed, but you weren’t even sure if the words were coming out as you intended and you weren’t even sure what Rindou was telling you, everything felt too hot and you couldn’t even hear yourself over the headphones and the sounds of Rindou driving himself into you over and over and over again.

“Keep going,” Rindou said after a moment and

You hiccuped over your breath, “R-Rin makes me feel s’good, n he’s so big, he’s so bi-ig,” god you should be embarrassed, you knew you would be whenever you came back to but you were too fucked out on your boyfriend’s cock to care, “makes me feel the best, makes me fe-”

“Bet I could make you feel even better, pretty,” Sanzu interrupted you, “Should convince your lil boyfriend to let-”

“No!” you said, “N’you can’t, Rin makes me feel the best, Haru-”

You weren’t even able to finish his name, cut off by another gasp and resounding smack as Rindou slapped your ass again, “What the fuck did I just tell you?” he seethed, but you could barely hear him over the near-pornographic moan of Sanzu Haruchiyo ringing through your ear.

Oh god, did he just cu-

Rindou’s grip on your hair tightened, your mind going blank as he drove his cock deep into you again, his free hand slipping from his harsh hold on your hip to rub at your clit, your lips parted in a silent moan as you felt him tug lightly at your clit, body spasming at the action. Letting go of your hair, Rindou brought his other hand back to your waist so he could fuck you faster, harder, at a brutal pace that had you crying out with each thrust, that had your mind half-dazed and your jaw slack.

Your upper body dropped limp against the bed without Rindou holding you up, cheek flush against the mattress and eyes rolling back as Rindou dragged your body back to meet him for every thrust, fingers playing with your clit like one of his stupid games. His name left your lips in a mantra, a series of nonstop high-pitch chants, his name was the only intelligible thought running through your head as he brought you closer and closer to your high.

“Fuck, sounds-”

You were gonna cum, you could feel it-

“... nzu came all over-”

But you can’t, are you really gonna let them all hear?

“...f your brother doesn’t let us hit, I swear-”

Heat spread through your body fast, too fast, you couldn’t fucking control it--you couldn’t even tell if it was from pleasure or humiliation as your pants and cries of Rindou’s name grew louder and louder.

“...so fuckin’ hot-”

Desperately, you tried to slap your hand over your mouth but Rindou grabbed it before you could try to muffle the noise, you sobbed, head almost feeling like it was floating from how close you were from being pushed over the edge.

“-n’t believe Rindou-”

They’d never let you live this down, you had to see most of them every day, how would you be able to look them in the eyes-

“Princess, convince your boyf-”

Rindou leaned over you, a sharp gasp escaping your lips as he rolled his hips slow into, hitting impossibly deeper, “Hurry the fuck up ‘n cum.”

Your entire body trembled as Rindou flicked your clit hard, grinding his hips deep into you as he attached his lips to the back of your neck, sucking deep bruises down your spine and moaning shamelessly against your skin as your walls spasmed around him. A piercing moan of his name left from your lips as you felt your high wash over you, nails ripping into the bedsheets and body tensing. You could feel Rindou’s hips stutter and still against you as he came deep inside you and you felt full, too full, too hot, it was all just too much.

“Fuck,” you couldn’t even tell who was speaking as your body fell limp to the bed, mind hazy and fuzzy--Rindou was saying something to you, you could see his lips moving from the corner of your eye but you couldn’t tell what he was saying over the combined sound of his friends loud in your ears and the blood rushing to your head, body shuddering in the aftershocks of your orgasm.

“Hey, Mikey,” you heard Ran laugh as Rindou reached to take off the headphones, “Bet this is better than your other little group you play with, yeah?”

Everything went eerily quiet once he pulled the headphones off, the only sound in the room was your own heavy pants as you tried to catch your breath and Rindou murmuring something to his friends before wandering over to his computer.

Distantly, you wondered if he really had the audacity to go back to playing his game after all of that, but you were proven wrong a few seconds later when he wandered back to your side, sitting on the bed next to you, headphones out of hand. He brushed your matted hair out of your face before leaning down to press his lips against your forehead, lingering there for a moment before pulling back, cupping your face gently.

You smiled, turning your face to the side to kiss the palm of his hand, he let out a soft breath, the irritated look in his lavender eyes long gone and replaced by a fonder one.

“Love you, y’know?” he murmured and you giggled, the irritated look returned momentarily before disappearing. Haitani Rindou was never the most affectionate man but he tried his best for you,

“Love you too, Rin,” you said, giving his palm another peck.

For a moment, the two of you just rested there, basking in each other’s presence and just as you were about to speak up, his computer began binging incessantly. His friends, you realized after a moment, realization slowly beginning to hit you over what just happened.

Rindou seemed to recognize your distress and his grip on your face tightened slightly, forcing you to look at him, “I’ll kill them if they bother you,” he said, and you knew he meant it from the dark look in his eyes, “Ran-”

Ran-

“Rindou accidentally sent me a video once-”

“Rin,” you said quietly, cutting him off mid-rant, “Ran said something-”

“Ran says a lot of things-”

“Something about a video of us,” you finished, watching his face go red almost immediately. Rindou launched to his feet instantly, moving away from you. You forced yourself to sit up, wincing at the soreness shooting through your body, “Rindou!”

“I don’t know what he’s talking about,” he spit out, refusing to look at you. You stared at him in disbelief, watching as he made a beeline for the bathroom, “Gonna run you a bath.”

“Rin-”

“Gonna run you a bath!” he repeated, louder, slamming the bathroom door behind him. You sighed as you heard the water running, flopping back down onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling.

“Rin,” you called, knowing that he could hear you over the running water, “I’m gonna beat your ass.”

Rindou didn’t respond, and you tilted your head over to the side to look at his bathroom, watching as he opened the door and glared at you, “It was an accident.”

“An accident?” you demanded.

“I thought I was sending something else,” he snapped, “It’s not my fault my phone spazzed.”

“I’m gonna fuckin' kill you, Rin.”

“You can’t even walk on your own right now, good luck.”

“RINDOU!”

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pretty little thing

part one || part two || part three || part four

warnings: nsfw || degrading, praise, creampie, unprotected sex, vaginal fingering, cunnalings, blow jobs, double penetration, reverse harem

part one: no warnings yet

characters: bonten x female y/n

word count (p1): 1k+

you weren’t necessarily used to the high life. you were used to doing things for yourself and by yourself. growing up wasn’t exactly ideal and you were forced to grow up pretty quickly. as much as your parents had the money, they didn’t know how to be parents.

you did what you needed to do so you could get by so being spoiled and pampered wasn’t something you expected or cared about.

your best friends all had sugar daddies and while it seemed fun, it wasn’t something you were interested in. you didn’t care how much money they got, old men? you took a hard pass

you ended up tagging along to a party with them anyway. they managed to convince you and you had been spending so much time with university and your job, going out could help ease off some of the stress.

“i’m just saying y/n, it wouldn’t hurt to live a little”

you already know what she’s implying so you just roll your eyes and reach for your drink. you had no intentions of getting drunk but you definitely needed something in your system if you were going to deal with them all night.

this club was exclusive so only very rich and wealthy people were regulars. you had heard about the owners of the place through the grapevine at school so you knew a little about them. you had also heard about bonten before so it was no surprise that the older men your friends associated themselves with, had some sort of business tie with them as well.

apart of you knew that it was dangerous. they weren’t exactly known for being friendly businessmen but as long as you stayed close to your friends and away from any vip area filled with strange men, you’d be fine and if push came to shove, you knew how to fight.

“papi says he organised a special evening for us” your friends says and you try not to gag and the nickname she has for her “lover”

“he’s already in the room, it’s upstairs” she continues and you don’t bother asking questions. you genuinely didn’t care about her “papi” who seemed to be very pretentious as you know he was from japan and definitely wasn’t hispanic at all.

you scoff and down the rest of your drink before you follow her and 2 other friends upstairs. they had their own partners who seemed to be there as well so you’d definitely be holding a candle at some point in the evening. maybe getting a little drunk wouldn’t harm anyone.

the room is beautiful. it’s hard to be mad when the interior looks expensive and very classy, which wasn’t what you expected. you were half expecting to find half naked women and men dancing and a form of entertainment..

your friend grins at you.

“pretty, isn’t it?” she asks and you nod

it takes you a moment to notice the other men in the room. it seems like they’re discussing business but they don’t look that much older than you are and well, they were definitely attractive

they all look up at the same time when a pink haired man says something and then they’re looking at you. you try not to feel awkward as you sit on an empty loveseat. the music is still playing even in the private rooms and they seem to have waitresses coming in and out offering more drinks and snacks.

“y/n, are you still good?” your friend asks and you smile

“yes” you say, “comfortable too”

she laughs before going back to shamelessly flirting with her boyfriend. you don’t say anything else and continue enjoying the comfort of the loveseat

“you alone this evening?”

you look up and there’s a very handsome man smiling down at you.

“allow me to introduce myself” he says, reaching out for your hand, “my name is ran, ran haitani”

“f/n .. l/n” you say, returning his sweet smile though you can tell there’s something hidden behind his pretty eyes and it almost has you feeling flushed, but you had a good poker face.

“would you like to join us?” he asks, “i see that your friends are … occupied”

you laugh and allow him to lead you to the other side of the room.

“this is y/n” he tells them, “pretty little thing, isn’t she?”

he introduces you to everyone and you find yourself being able to keep conversation without feeling awkward and you don’t bother putting up a façade the way your friends do around rich, powerful men.

“you came alone?” sanzu asks and you nod

“i find that hard to believe” rindou says, “your boyfriend would be an idiot to let you out on your own”

that has you laughing again. none of them are as subtle as they think they are but you’re also good at playing dumb. years of practice after growing up with pretentious parents.

“no boyfriend” you shrug, “university and work takes up most of my time”

“pretty and smart” mikey grins, though you find that his smiles never really reach his eyes. it’s a little unsettling but he doesn’t make you uncomfortable

“it must be … lonely” kakucho frowns, “being all alone i mean”

“you get used to it” you say, “i like my own space so it’s pretty convenient”

“you don’t have a roommate?” kokonoi asks and you shake your head

“i’m a little bit of a control freak” you admit, “i wouldn’t be able to stay with someone who didn’t do things the way i did”

ran laughs and cocks an eyebrow at that. this time, you try to be more subtle when you squeeze your thighs together.

“maybe you just haven’t found the right person to help you… let go of that control” mikey says, “it must be hard wanting to be in control all the time”

something about the way he says that makes you feel hot. you know what he’s implying by that and the idea of them taking all the control away from you seemed hot.. a little scary but you were adventurous.

before you could say anything, your friend came up to you

“y/n, i told papi that we’re leaving early” she smiles, “you have an early class tomorrow”

you almost forgot about that

“it was lovely to meet you all” y/n says, “thank you for the entertainment”

you miss the way ran looks at sanzu just as you’re leaving.

it definitely wouldn’t be the last time you saw any of them.

Bonten’s Princess | Baby trapping

Chapter 1/? | “Heaven and Back”

Bonten Tokyo Revengers x fem reader (gang bang).

18+ MDNI. Reblogs, likes and comments are so appreciated! Happy Valentine’s Day!

WC: 14,240.

Tag list (comment to join!): @lem0nsquezy @nutyy @tellynojelly @bontensbabygirl 

★ You are a member of the Bonten organization, having romantic and sexual affairs with all of the members and often getting gang banged. You threaten to leave Bonten during a fight with Sano Manjiro. He takes matters into his own hands by stealing your birth control and getting rid of it. One evening with all the executives in your penthouse, you are gangbanged by Bonten. Mikey baby traps you and all of the executives cum inside you without any protection, because your life is better with them. Even if he has to prove it to you, you belong with Mikey. Will you get pregnant? Who is the father?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37055383/chapters/92459122 Cross Posted to my AO3.

TW: Reader gets fucked while she’s drunk, rough sex, baby trapping, dub con, drunk sex, mention of drugs, violence and guns. If these make you uncomfortable, please do not read.

Kinks: Creampies, breeding, BDSM, bondage, toys, bimbo reader, size kink, slapping, choking, vaginal sex, oral, sugar daddy, overstimulation, daddy kink & a lot more!

A/N: Hi babes! I am so excited to be posting this. Welcome to the first chapter of my Bonten arc, Tokyo Revengers baby trapping story. We are starting things off with a bang! I am not sure how many chapters this will be, most likely 5-10! I’ve put so much effort into this first chapter, I hope you all love it. Please let me know if you want more. Please read the end notes! I love Mikey so much, so I am so excited to develop a plot for this.

Read below, I hope you enjoy this first chapter! ⇩( ◠‿◠ )

You’re a Bonten executive and also having sexual affairs with members of the criminal organization. Your life was anything but boring.

You lived in a fancy penthouse they paid and provided all for you. Bonten is known as the most dangerous crime groups in all of Japan. You were a young adult and the youngest member in Bonten, your place in the gang was as Bonten’s princess and Mikey’s girl. It was normal for you to be gangbanged by the members regularly, having threesomes and sex whenever they wanted. There you were, also a decently dangerous girl knowing if anyone was to mess with you, they’d be killed. You were a lot more fragile and sensitive than them of course. You were a few years younger than most of them.

You were on birth control due to the fact you were young and not ready for a baby. But the last 2 weeks, you haven’t taken your birth control. You couldn’t find it? This made you confused and frustrated, but just held off on seeing the doctor for a new pack due to business matters getting a little busy. After an argument with Mikey, being stubborn as usual in which you threatened to leave Bonten and kick them out of your life. It was mainly out of anger and you didn’t really mean it, but sometimes thoughts bubbled up in your head that this wasn’t such a good idea.

You were a young, beautiful and kind woman with so much promise to the world. You could definitely find the husband you needed to fit your lifestyle to settle down and have a child with.

You were unable to deny you enjoyed the luxury lifestyles and constant assurance of knowing you’re safe with the Bonten members looking out for you. You were Bonten’s Princess after all. You grew up having a quiet life, with school and career goals, until you met Sano Manjiro at a bar one night, you caught his attention and the rest was history. Bars were never your thing, yet for some reason that night you decided to go which brought you to that fateful encounter.

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11:30 PM

You were currently in your luxury pent house’s living area on a fancy black leather couch, you sat holding a wine glass while wearing a black, sparkly, short and sexy dress. You were sipping your sparkly alcoholic beverage while sitting on Takeomi’s lap. You were practically his baby doll. His one hand around your waist while the other hand holding an Old Fashioned. Mikey, Ran, Kokonoi, Sanzu, Kakucho, Mochi and Rindou were also there. Drinking and smoking while chatting about various topics. You drank some sparkling rosé wine which was sweet, a lot more pleasant than white wine; still indulging in those feminine likings of sweet drinks. It was a nice night, the city was quiet and the weather was pleasent. The perfect night for this.

You had on some mini black heels, your makeup was done nicely with a dark eye look enhancing your (color) twinkly orbs. You had on the Miss Dior perfume, it was just as elegant as you. You were dating a few of the members in the gang, it was a difficult and different relationship to say the least. Though the men found their ways to keep you to themselves. It wasn’t intended, it just sorta happened.

The men in the room had their fancy dress shirts, slacks and suits on. The typical attire. Not to mention they smelled amazing. Many of them wearing designer clothing and using masculine and sexy colognes that made you go into a state of hypnosis. You got showered in presents by your fellow executives too as you often helped them out with syndicate related matters. You weren’t too deep into crime like some of them. They currently sat having drinks, smoking weed, cigarettes and eating appetizers off of a black tray.

All sorts of fancy cheese, crackers, mini sandwiches filled the tray. It was a perfect evening for a get together with the guys like this.

”Listen, I think we should hit up a strip club to see if we can get any entertainment.” Haruchiyo’s voice boomed, taking you out of your thoughts.

You frowned, darting an angry look to the pink haired man.

”We have no reason to go there, remember what happened last time? Man, you really have a few screws loose.” Kokonoi rolled his eyes.

“I was just kidding, but things have been pretty boring around here lately.” The pink haired male responded.

Rindou chuckled, “right.”

Takeomi was a lot older than you but incredibly sexy. “How’s the drink tasting baby? They make the wine good enough for ya doll?” He asked from behind you, his voice rasped making all the men look over to you, as you got pretty tipsy and filled with giggles at this time.

“It’s really good!” You smiled with the glass in your hand. “You guys always spoil me, thank you for buying this pretty dress, Takeomi.” You giggled blushing.

Maybe you were a little bit of a sugar baby to them. You’d often give the men strip shows, sex, blowjobs, anything they could ask for. You were younger than all of them, adorable at that too. The perfect bimbo they used to corrupt.

“Yeah, is it ever pretty. How about ya stand up n’ give us a little spin.” Sanzu looked at you up and down, his pink hair shining like gloss in the dim lights.

Takeomi let you get off his lap, you stood up on the white and black marble flooring. Your dress hugged your petite body, making your breasts pop out, showing off your small curves of your hips and waist. You spun around and gave a coy little grin, blowing a kiss in a flirty manner to Sanzu.

“Mm, very sexy” Kokonoi smirked as he looked at you. “You look like you’ve got a fancy date tonight or somethin’, what’s the occasion for getting so dolled up? You usually wear a mini dress or some skirt to these little drinking nights.” He questioned.

The other men were wondering why you decided to wear something new and so sexy and more makeup than usual. Your hair shined in the dim lighting, making the (color) hair glow, smooth like honey.

“Well I’m sure not complaining, what man doesn’t wanna look at pretty girls?” Kakucho with his legs crossed and arms leaning back across the chair smugly responded as you felt all eyes on you.

Sanzu whistled, he gave you an enthusiastic smile “god damn babygirl, you’re making me want to do bad things to you when I see you like this! I love the dress.”

“A date tonight? No way.” You shrugged, “I just wanted to look cute for you guys.” You flirted, using your feminine ways and trying to grasp their attention.

“How sweet" Koko replied.

“Guys I needed to bring this up to you… it’s pretty serious.” Your tone changed from lighthearted to a little more serious and almost worried tone, making a few eyebrows quirk up.

“I can’t find my birth control I left in my bathroom cabinet. I haven’t had it in a few weeks since we weren’t doing anything the last few weeks. Where is it?” You asked fearing the worst.

You knew you had threatened to leave Bonten after and argument not too long ago with Mikey and you’ve always known that what Mikey wants, Mikey gets.

You thought you had misplaced your packet of pills, and with how busy you were the last two weeks it wasn’t the biggest priority. You knew the guys wouldn’t do you bad, they loved and adored you. Though you had a feeling Mikey knew something about this and since you were all together here tonight, it was a good idea to ask at the very least.

Takeomi gave you a confused look, “I don’t know.”

Well, whatever. Nevermind.

“Seriously. One of you probably threw it out. Who was it?” You asked as you got mad, you weren’t raising your voice but it definitely sounded agitated.

“I said I don’t know, sweetie.” Takeomi grunted as some chuckles came from the older men.

“Sorry, pet. I’ve got no clue where it went. I was busy these last few days trying to deal with some unpleasant scum.” Sanzu replied, as sincere as he could be.

That’s when you heard Mikey speak as his voice boomed. He sat on a couch alone and in front of everybody. “We need to discuss something.”

You completely forgot he was there with how quiet he was tonight.

“Did you steal it Mikey?!” You asked turning around to face him in his chair. Looking all high and fucking mighty.

“Yes I did, and I threw it out. You can’t threaten to leave me like that after all I do for you, (Name).” Mikey’s voice was emotionless as he stared at you with a heartless expression.

”I thought you would’ve brought this matter up sooner.” He added in a tone that sounded like he was speaking to himself.

“The hell?! Why are you guys so damn obsessive over me. I’m a free and adult woman, I can do what a want. Besides… I don’t know if the gang life is for me.” Your voice trailed off.

That snapped the mellow tone of the atmosphere to a more intense one.

“Why not?” Kaku asked after a brief moment of silence and you sulked.

You thought for a moment and recalled all of the times you realized how dangerous this kind of life was.

You started to realize one day you want to get married and have kids, not yet of course you were still so young, barely an adult. You owned guns, have seen people get killed, drugs dealings and all sorts of crime, you weren’t sure how safe it would be for you to have a baby around here.

Feeling the intensity of the men in the room as they gave you dark looks with a tinge of possessiveness. They were so caring and took good care looking after you, so of course this would bother them. Just did not sit right.

A moment of silence again, you fucked up.

All the members knew you were a young, naïve and sometimes dumb girl. You often babbled about nonsense all the time, this was too far though. You can’t just leave. The constant spoiling, pampering, you were their little princess.

“I hate to leave at an awkward time but I just got a call, I need to go take it, boss.” Mochi said speaking up, grabbing his ringing cell phone as he left the pent house’s front door.

“Go ahead.” Mikey replied.

Taking a deep breath knowing it’s what you must do to confront Mikey. It was around your time of ovulation in the month where you were most fertile, it would surprise you if Mikey was tracking this.

“It’s because I love you guys so much. Except I want to get married possibly someday and have babies. I don’t know if we could raise a baby here safely. I don’t want them involved in the crime world, I want to be a good mother.” Your voice was timid and squeaky now, your lips were baby pink and plump. So feminine and desirable.

Mikey was the one to reply quickly. “Yes we can, of course we can, sweet pea.” His voice was soft, almost like he was telling you the way it had to be. “I could be a father to the baby and prioritize them with all safety in the world. You said you always wanted kids.”

“Yeah but not now-“

“Then how the fuck are we gonna fuck her? Last time she took a break off birth control you wouldn’t let us do anything.” Ran asked raising his voice slightly.

“Mikey’s word is law. He makes the decisions around here.” Sanzu snorted being loyal to his boss.

“Thank you, Sanzu. However, I think it’s only right we give her what she wants and to ravish her without her birth control. It’s unnatural for you body’s natural hormones, baby.” Mikey gave you a dark expression.

What was he going on about?

“I wouldn’t mind knocking her up, only if she wanted.” Takeomi took a puff of his cigarette.

“Hmph” you frowned, regarding your monthly period you were sure if you’d even get pregnant at this time of the month, you could always get Plan B behind Mikey’s back.

“You could never leave us, (Name). Life is so much better when you have us, you need us. Remember how you used to be an innocent little good girl? You couldn’t survive like that without someone to protect you?” Hajime asked you as you stood completely surrounded by the men.

“That’s right, you need us don’t you princess? I spoil you rotten, you can’t just take all my money and love, then run.” Sanzu purred, trying to hit a nerve.

You were often easily swayed by words.

“I don’t know about any of these jackasses but you’ve been making me pretty worked up lately with all these sexy outfits.” Rindou pointed out as you eyed him up and down, how handsome he looked in his formal suit. It accentuated his body well.

You went from feeling the buzz of alcohol to quickly getting into a drunken state, you were feeling bubbly.

Looking down to your hand you saw a promise ring Mikey gave you, and you wore diamond earrings Koko bought for you. You were spoiled rotten.

“Your life won’t be much better without us.” Mikey told you, it was the honest truth.

“So then, what are you going to do?” You asked as you made eye contact with Sano Manjiro, going right along with him in his game.

“You can’t leave me, that isn’t the right thing to do. We belong together and we are family. You are nothing without me, Bonten is your life. I don’t want you finding anybody else, they'll mess it up.” He spoke with darkness laced in his malicious tone. Mikey did this, when his dark side came out it was always something you never messed with.

“You know he is right too, (Name).” Takeomi the group’s advisor told you. “You’re a defenseless girl and we love you, no need to cut off such a healthy relationship.” He flashed his teeth to you with a sly grin.

“How about ya c’mere and sit in my lap?” Koko asked patting to his lap, you were feeling tipsy and vulnerable to the difficult situation.

“Mm Hajime, I’m starting to feel drunk and my head feels weird.” You mutter out as you walked over to him in your heels, they clicked as you walked across the floor, your hips swaying slightly as your black, sparkly dress shined.

“It’s for your own good.” Mikey added while watching. His arm was leaning on the arm of the chair, he propped himself up with his hand against his chin.

You looked at Koko’s appearance and his styled hair with, his black eyes looking into your orbs. He was one of the more dressy executives, his golden earrings flashing as they caught your attention. He could easily calculate your every move and predicted what would be happening tonight.

You sat in his lap and felt his hand stroking your thigh, facing him you bit your lip. He was a dangerous man, good at making money in all illegal ways. He was good at the criminal schemes he took part in. Even being associated with Kokonoi meant you were bound to be rich. These men were all dangerous and could easily hurt you.

“Tonight, I command we do a gangbang on (Name). We will continue fucking her as long as it takes to get her pregnant, so don’t hold back men. I’ll be the one to finish in her last. I’ll stay here and anything I see and don’t like will be stopped immediately.” Mikey spoke up to the group, those words making you immediately nervous.

“Fine by me.” Koko snickered as his hand trailed up to your breasts he groped them through your dress as he squeezed them. "Consider this punishment."

“No, can’t we talk about this?” You squirmed “I love being fucked by you all but please let me get back on birth control first, please.” You begged, giving him big puppy eyes.

“Come on missy. You might not even get pregnant, we’ve done it raw before and nothin’ happened.” Sanzu rolled his eyes, getting tired of your attitude.

Koko replied to the man, “well you probably just got lucky. She’s young and fertile, god, I bet we’d have the cutest babies. There’s no deeper love than this.” He grinned looking at you.

“After, if she doesn’t get pregnant we will just wait and try again some other month. It’s really her choice, she has options if she wants Plan B or not. If she does get pregnant, we will have to find out who the dad is.” Mikey spoke to the group as he got up from his seat and walked over to the large open window revealing the nighttime city lights.

“I’m sure this could be interesting, we could make some bets on who the dad is.” Sanzu liked the ideas the boss was throwing out.

“I’m only (your age) years old, I’m still a bit young for a baby, even if my body craves it.” Your voice was shallow and filled with nerves.

“I don’t know about you guys but I’ve always thought our baby girl would look adorable pregnant with a swollen belly.” Kaku glanced over to you with loving eyes.

There was a table in the middle of all the couches where the men placed their respective drinks and snacks.

Koko’s hand discreetly went underneath your short dress and touched your clit through your panties as you whimpered quietly. This exposed your (favorite color) lacy and sexy panties you bought for yourself, this did not go unnoticed.

Koko’s hand went from touching your clit outside of your panties to snaking his hand underneath the thin fabric as his fingers rubbed gentle circles on your clit. Your body leaned against his chest, he was wearing a burgundy top which made him look irresistible. You let out a whine as he touched your clit, giving a little lewd mewl.

“That’s my girl.” Koko praised, the men in the room amused by your release of the noise of pleasure.

“She’s such a weak little executive for Bonten, yet the most valuable member as our sex toy.” Bonten’s number 3 Kaku spoke as he was relaxed on the couch holding his drink.

His fingers continued to rub your clit as you arched your back.

“Mm” you whimper gently as your eyes flutter shut.

“As always, she likes doin' it while all drunk or high.” Sanzu chuckled watching your face became flushed, a shade of pink that reminded him of cotton candy.

“How about ya take that dress off? As cute as it is I’d rather see what lingerie you got on underneath.” Takeomi, the older man looked at you as you stood up, feeling a bit dizzy from the alcohol.

“Speaking of which, I got some new sex toys, I think we could use on her…” Sanzu trailed off with a dirty smirk on his face, his eyes revealing the dirty intentions he had with you. You examined all of his piercings and how truly hot his appearance was.

“And what exactly might they be?” Rindou asked in curiosity, tilting his head.

“I got some nipple clamps, a spreader bar, vibrators, some of the BDSM equipment any freak could ask for!” His slightly droopy eyes looked into yours, you bit your lip in response. He was a pretty blunt and outgoing guy, totally crazy with drugs though.

“How does that sound Mikey?” Sanzu asked knowing Mikey’s word was most important and Haruchiyo Sanzu stayed loyal to Mikey’s beliefs.

“You’re free to do what you like. As long as we get her pregnant, I wouldn’t want her to leave us.” Mikey walked back over to his chair as he sat down on it. You knew how manipulative Sanzu was, he was the most sadistic too.

“Strip, (Name).” Mikey spoke to you as you realized you had no other option, either they were going to brutally fuck you or you could go along with it.

Besides you started to feel a tingly and hot sensation down in your panties. You hadn’t masturbated or been fucked in awhile now.

“Dumb girl.” Mikey taunted.

You slowly unzipped the zipper to your black and sparkly dress that glimmered in the low toned lighting. Perhaps the lighting was setting the mood.

You slide the dress down to the luxury tiled flooring and stepped out of it, sliding your heels off. You were significantly smaller than all of the men, your body was small and you were surrounded by hungry males awaiting to devour you.

Your figure was on full display for the men in the room. You were wearing a matching (favorite color) lace bra, which the colors brought out your eyes and it was a fancy designer brand. Hell, even your whole face of makeup and outfit from tonight were worth a few thousand dollars.

You didn’t have the biggest curves but your body had little feminine curves that made your hips and waist look absolutely stunning. You shyly look up awaiting a response.

“Don’t worry, (Name). You can always get the morning after pill tomorrow, I’ll allow it.” Mikey gave you a crooked half smile, which made you wonder how sincere he was but you trusted him.

You nodded your head feeling the comfort in his unbeknownst to you, fake reassurance.

“Thank you Mikey.” You softly replied.

“Lay on the couch, princess. Let me get you ready and all wet for tonight.” Koko smirked.

“I’ll go get the toys from the other room” Sanzu said as he stood up and walked out of the room, his feet making sound with each step he took.

In your drunken state you walked over to the empty couch, all of the men were on opposite couches. It was spacious so there was enough room for everyone to sit comfortably in your living area. You laid on the cool and black, leather couch. Your head gently resting on a cushion.

“All bark, no bite.” Sanzu chuckled as he entered the room with all of the toys and bondage materials he mentioned. “Wise of ya, baby. You know we have guns here, so make sure you’re obedient.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it, I’m sorry for threatening to leave. Bonten is what my life is dedicated to.” You slurred your words through the alcohol hitting your system.

“Good girl. We will always take care of you and fuck you better than anyone ever could. Anyone who doesn’t fit in Bonten are scraps.”

Koko came back to the couch you were on, getting on top of you, he grabbed your arms and held them down dominantly. Koko pressed his soft lips that had the lingering scent of alcohol on them onto your pink lips that were in a pout. Your body felt like it was getting all hot and sensitive at this sensation.

His tongue collided with yours, he explored your mouth with his tongue. Your spit getting all over your chest as you whimper and plead for more.

”F-feels good.” You commented through out the kiss and brief make out session.

Koko’s mouth went to your neck, sucking on the skin and giving a slight bit to it as he was covering you in hickeys. One after the other on your neck. “Don’t forget, you’re my woman.” He sternly spoke as his hands trail down your silky-soft skin.

“So pretty when you’re all embarrassed and shy. Don’t act like you don’t love being gangbaged by us.” Koko’s voice was laced with sultry as some of the men in the room licked their lips in hunger.

“Y-yes, gangbangs with Bonten are always the best”. You responded, you looked so dumb and innocent. You were the perfect little bimbo.

“You look beautiful tonight, sweetie. Flaunting how cutesy you are.” His voice was raspy as you whimpered and squirmed under him, desperately anticipating for him to do something.

He sat you up to unhook your bra, as pretty as it was, he wanted you totally bare for him. Removing the bra and sliding it off your body, tossing it to the ground. Koko’s hands now made their way to your panties, your hips bucked as you whimpered. He hadn’t even touched you and you were already so needy.

He reached down to your lace (color) panties and slid them down, taking them off of your body and tossing them down to the ground. You were entirely naked in front of all the Bonten members, total eye candy to them.

You instinctively spread your legs open for Koko, he started by pressing kisses on your inner thighs, causing tingles to run down your spine. Your pussy was already soaked, making him hum as he noticed how much it was dripping.

“Silly girl, she’s wet already. Absolutely dripping.” Koko’s voice spoke to the men, causing a few snickers from the men.

“So I suppose she doesn’t mind this to an extent.” Rindou said in a low-toned voice, feeling his cock becoming hard in his pants from your cute figure.

“P-please, wanna feel good.” You begged, needing Koko to touch you.

He chuckled in amusement at your current state. “You’re like dessert, ya know? Taste so sweet and your scent is intoxicating baby.” With that Koko’s tongue glided against your slit, pressing a kiss on your little clit.

“Mmm! Missed this so much!” You whined quietly, your eyes shutting as you let out a drunk giggle.

You raised your hand and ran your hand through the man’s smooth hair.

His tongue flicked against your clit, sucking on your sensitive nub, making you fall into a state of pleasure that felt incredible.

“Koko-“ you meekly mewled, you couldn’t deny, it did feel a little embarrassing yet so fucking sexy having all of the men in the room get hard at the sight of you being eaten out.

“Ahh Koko, it is making me feel really good.” You moaned softly, you took in the notes of his seductive cologne. It had scents of sandalwood, lavender and a hint of some spices.

You and Koko were very close, regularly going on on dates and having sex together. He was one of the people you were around the most, he had known you the longest too along with Manjiro.

Koko’s tongue dipped into your hole, exploring it with his tongue as he tasted your sweet arousal. A massive bulge growing in his boxers.

“Hajime, please more.” You begged, your voice becoming more high pitched.

He made love to your clit, gently spreading your folds with his tongue as he teased your clit. Sucking and licking at your sensitive button, resulting in you arching your back and your pussy becoming even more soaked than prior. Surely, you’d be ready to take cock soon enough.

”It feels so good!” Your voice lewdly let out in pleasure, making Rindou grunt.

“Pleasure slut, only focused on yourself huh? That’s going to change tonight.” The man commented as the room was relatively silent with all eyes on you.

Koko stayed focused on pleasuring your tight cunt. Holding your legs open as they began to tremble, you felt the blood rush to your face as it was heating up. He was making your pussy feel incredible as the waves of pleasure built up stronger and stronger.

Your nipples were slightly puffy as Takeomi admired your body in this state. “Does it feel good, baby?” He asked, finally putting the cigarette butt in the ash tray.

“Omi, feels so good daddy-“ you cry out, entering a full state of lust and desire for the men to take you.

You weren’t on birth control now, but fuck it.

“Pretty little girl, can’t wait to fill ya up. You’re safe with us.” Takeomi Akashi said.

Which was funny he said that, as there were guns on the coffee table beside Sanzu.

All eyes were on you, this felt like a dream. Or the fantasy of some perverted girl.

Koko’s mouth pleasuring your pussy felt too good, it was making you closer to a high feeling his tongue explore your sensitive areas. He was so damn good at eating pussy too, the man knew exactly how to pleasure you and all the right ways to tease you.

“Ah! ‘M gonna cum, I can’t take it no more. It’s so damn good!” You moaned loudly.

“Cum for me princess, let it out. Cum on my tongue, baby girl.” Koko encouraged you, giving you praise as he kept licking your clit with his tongue.

Feeling the rushing and high sensation of your orgasm washing over your body, you bucked your hips as your legs began to shake and twitch.

“Koko! I’m cumming, god it feels so good. I needa get fucked so hard tonight.” You innocently whined, yet letting out such dirty words as you came.

You let out some heavy breaths as you came down from your high, giving a little soft smile. “Thank you, Koko.”

Takeomi stood up and grabbed you. He lifted you up, laying you down on your back on the table that was in the penthouse living room in the middle of all the couches, which also had a pool table, theatre sized TV and various things you enjoyed such as a cabinet filled with champagne and a mini bar. The pent house had a very modern and sleek look, anyone's dream home.

Your head turned to look out the large window observing the city night lights. Your body was completely naked and bare for all of the Bonten members to feast their eyes on your small and bare form. You were fertile too, off the pill and ready for breeding.

Takeomi smelled of yucky cigarettes with a mix of alcohol and cologne. His black and blonde hair lighting up in the lighting of the sensual atmosphere of the room. He had a burning lust and drive to take you.

He was tall and much bigger than you, this made you feel excited. He hasn’t even touched you yet and you were mewling and whining, now fully ready for cock.

“So needy.” You heard Mikey say as he watched you with a blank expression, almost as if he didn’t give a fuck to the sight unfolding in front of him.

Sanzu gave chuckle, “that’s our little weakling, you’re not so tough when we put you into that submissive state are ya? Girls are so precious.”

You whimpered a “nu uh”, biting your lip looking up at the man who was in between your legs.

“I need it, Takeomi sir.” Your voice was angelic.

“What do you need slut?” He asked exuding dominance.

“Your cock, need to get fucked so badly” your legs squirmed, feeling more needy for cock than ever before. Your voice went all high pitched and desperate for them.

“Well gentlemen tonight is the night we find out who has the weakest sperm.” Rindou commented, followed by a few small laughs.

All current executives were sitting on 3 couches you had in your living space. Sanzu and Kaku on one, Rindou and Ran on another, then Koko on the couch you were previously on.

Takeomi undid his black belt, then unbuttoned his black slacks and removed them, he slipped off his boxers. He also took off his dress shirt which was white and striped tie. You spread your legs open as a lewd expression was pressed on your blushing face. A face that was of an innocent girl ready to get her cunt drilled.

You looked down as he pulled his large cock out, it was around 7 inches and girthy. He was experienced in the bedroom.

The older man lined up his cock with your glossy, wet slit as he slowly pushed himself in your hole gently, his cock dripping with pre cum; you knew damn well you were getting knocked up tonight.

You’d even go as far of thinking that Mikey was being slick enough to track your cycle at this point.

You let out a loud moan, “oh fuck!” your pussy was being stretched open by him.

Takeomi let out a groan as you looked at his toned body, getting more turned on.

“This pussy is tight as fuck as always, can tell you’ve never fucked many guys.” The man took pleasure in letting his cock fill up every inch of your tight and warm cunt that happily wrapped around him welcoming him.

“Mmm, I missed this so much. You haven’t fucked me in a bit, sir.” Calling him that sweet word which made him feel powerful.

He didn’t thrust just yet, letting you adjust to his size.

”No need to leave us, ask for my credit card whenever and you got it. Yeah princess?”

You squeezed around his cock, feeling turned on by the way he spoke to you.

“Good girl, wrapping around my cock so tightly, like we first time we ever fucked huh?” Takeomi grunted as you mewled. You let out those innocent yet so dirty, high-pitched lewd noises.

“Mikey, can’t do this-“ you whined out knowing how you were bound to get pregnant if all these men came inside you.

“Shut up, take it. Let’s make a happy future.” Mikey ordered.

“Baby-“ Takeomi started looking down at you, your eyes looked like they were begging for him to stop.

You smelled the liquor on his breath as he gave a concerned gaze. Who the hell was he to push having a kid onto you? Takeomi was the kind of guy who was maybe a little rough around the edges, but he spoiled you rotten with fancy dinners and bouquets of (your favorite) flowers.

“Mmph?” You sulked as you looked up into his piercing eyes.

“I can just pull out.”

“No, I’ll take it.” You replied quietly, with some whistles and clapping from the guys in the room observing you, letting your lust take over.

Maybe the thought you might get pregnant hasn’t really sunk in yet.

Takeomi thrusted his big cock inside your tight cunt, going slow at first then building up a nice pace as you felt waves of pleasure building up in your pussy. Your legs felt all shaky as you wrapped them around Takeomi’s body pulling him in.

“Nnnn, fuck.” You cry out in pleasure

“God, (Name). I fucking love you princess, so beautiful.”

”Love you always, daddy.” You responded, your (cup size) breasts bouncing as he fucked you.

He leaned down to kiss you, pressing his soft lips against your plump and pouty lips. You mewled against them, your little lewd nosies were music to his ears. His cock thrusted against your cervix, his cock was already leaking with his pre-cum before entering you, all of it was surely making way into your womb.

His tongue collided with yours as you opened your mouth giving him leeway to explore, you were able to take in the scent of the cologne he had on. The musk of tobacco with woody accords, some notes of lemon that flirted with a lovely scent of cedar that gave for the perfect scent for Takeomi.

God, weren’t you ever spoiled rotten? Being given all these wonderful things like handbags, designer outfits, shoes, makeup and perfume. Sure the situation wasn’t ideal, but they would take care of your baby. It’s not like you were so material based, but they did adore you.

“Feels good in my pussy” your high pitched tone made him groan as he held onto your waist thrusting deep into you.

“Shit, princess. You feeling good? Your lips look so pretty wrapping around my cock, god your pussy looks so pretty like this. Wish you could see.” The man whispered into your ear, resulting in sultry moans booming from your mouth.

“Y-yes, it’ making me feel rweally good.” You whimper.

His thrusts got harder and deeper, your body had a hard time taking his whole cock but you did it. It felt so good being streched out by Takeomi, the older man.

"Omi, more please! I love your big cock."

He bucked his hips as he pounded into your cunt that was wet and gripping him.

“I’m gonna cum, sweetie. Stay just like that.” Akashi moaned as his thrusts were rough, getting sloppy too. You nodded your head in response with a dirty smirk pressed on your face with bright, cotton candy flushed cheeks.

You giggle “yes, please cum inside me. Do it raw!” You begged, you were over taken by your high. Completely forgetting that this wasn’t what you wanted.

You heard him let out a loud groan as Bonten’s advisor began to cum inside of you. His hot, white and milky liquids filling up your pussy as you whined and moaned underneath him. He stayed inside your pussy balls deep for a moment after cumming, as if trying to make sure it all was filling you up and staying put. He let out a soft chuckle as he pulled out, watching some of his seed drip out of you.

“So beautiful, not too sure why but the fact you’re unprotected makes it a little more hot right now.” Takeomi darted as he began to pull his boxers up and do up his pants before sitting back on the couch and grabbing his glass of an unfinished drink.

You got a moment to breathe, your nerves began to sink in a little. Were you really going to get pregnant tonight?

Your hearing felt muffled as you heard some shuffling around and some of the men talking before getting back into focus.

Now Rindou got up and walked toward your place on the luxury table, which all the furniture in your penthouse was high class and luxury. Your eyes made you look like you were hypnotized, you bit down on your lip. Which unintentionally made you look like a total tease.

“Rindou” you call out and he smirked.

You looked at his light lilac hair. You could see his bulge and how hard his cock was as he approached you. His shiny earrings filling your drunk and dizzy vision. He was so handsome.

“Baby girl, so weak and fragile. All bark and no bite, you claimed you were thinking about leaving me and here you are yet again being used like a slut. Is my girlfriend really so silly to believe she can get away without my permission?” Rindou asked with a sadistic look on his handsome face.

He was one of your favorites in Bonten, you loved getting fucked roughly by him. It was hard to pick a favorite man when they all treated you so well and had their own great highlights.

You didn’t respond.

“You listen to me when I’m talking to you, got it?” You suddenly felt his hands pulling you up so you were now sitting on the table instead of laying back, looking up into his eyes.

You frowned and rolled your eyes in a bratty manner, unexpectedly you felt a harsh slap to your face as you wince in pain. You felt tears on the verge of spilling out of your dolled up eyes, whimpering in pain as your cheek grew red from the man’s harsh slap.

“Use your words and apologize. You know the magic word.” He was stern and needed to put you in your place.

“I’m sorry daddy. I won’t roll my eyes again or disrespect you. Daddy please, need you so badly.” You politely request and he caressed your cheek he had just slapped.

“That’s a good girl. You can be obedient for me, can’t you my dirty girl?” He asked and you nodded your head with excitement.

Everything about you was perfect to Rindou, he always picked out what color nails you should get at your next appointment at the nail salon. He often picked out your lingerie and outfits for you, he loved you being his little girl. He never let your bratty side get the better of him, he enforced punishment when needed.

You pull him in for a kiss as you kissed his cheek and pressed a soft kiss on his lips.

“I love you Rindou, daddy.” You muttered while wrapping your arms around him.

This is what Mikey wanted after all, to turn you into an overstimulated and brain dead bimbo for him to toy with.

“You need to be punished, don't ya honey? Daddy’s going to give you his baby for threatening to leave him.” Rindou scolded as the taller male looked down at you.

He turned from you as you noticed him grab the nipple clamps Sanzu just placed across the table. Rindou looked at your body, admiring your form and your tits.

Your breasts were perky and were a perfect size, surely to grow a size or two once you were knocked up. He placed the nipple clamps on each of your nipples as they were held together by a small chain, he gave them a tug resulting in a mewl from you.

You felt the sensation of your sensitive nipples being squeezed by those clamps, whining and making noise.

“Shh, no whining tonight. You have been rude enough.” He ordered and you bit down on your tongue, submitting entirely.

“Hey, you must of forgotten this.” Sanzu said as he pulled out a collar handing it over to Rindou. It was black with a few diamonds and a lock on it, real diamonds of course.

“Oh, of course. (Name), you know what this represents right?” You we’re sitting up and looking up at the man who was speaking down to you in an intimidating and stern voice. He lifted your hair up as he did up the collar on you.

“It means I’m property of Bonten. I’m your woman, I’m your little girl.” You slurred with a cute tone.

“What happens if I really get pregnant…? It’s going to be all your fault, you jerks.” You furrowed your eyebrows and flared some of your attitude.

“Listen, missy. You’re the one with baby fever. And if this is what Manjiro wants, you better fucking take it. Besides, I’m sure you’ve gotten a few of us hooked on the idea of having a little nugget running around here. So take it.” Sanzu snapped from his spot on the couch as he gave you devious eyes.

Rindou huffed as he hit your cheek once again, you let out a whine again from the pain. It stung.

“You’re getting 5 more of these for that attitude. I’m tired of your complaining.” Rindou frowned.

“So count with me.” He ordered.

He slapped your lightly reddened cheek once, it wasn’t too rough but just enough pain for you.

“One.” You whimpered, looking up at the purple eyed male.

His hand slapped your face again, not too rough but the consistency made it sting.

“T-two.” Your voice made a small crack, looking up at the Bonten tattoo on his neck.

Again and again. “Three” you whined out.

The fourth time he slapped you a bit harder, “f-four!”

Lastly, the fifth time was very rough. “Five, I’m sorry daddy” you squeaked.

”Good slut, that wasn’t so hard was it?” He asked, you tugged at his suit and nodded your head.

“We could pick out some cute baby clothes, products, diapers, we could design a nursery and make it however you want. I want to give you my baby, I’ll treat you right. We will make it easy.” The purple-pinkish haired executive looked at your form with the most loving and hungry eyes.

“Well, maybe it could be fun… you’ll have to take good care of me right?” You twirled some of your hair around in your finger nervously.

“Of course, that’s the spirit. Good slut, now it’s time for daddy to breed your hole.” He snickered with a sadistic tone.

You tug at his tie in a needy manner letting out some whimpers.

He looked at you with lust. “Use your words, dirty girl.”

“Take it off, please. I want you daddy, need daddy’s cock now.”

“Good girl. Using manners, I love to hear it.” He praised you as he stroked your hair, taking the (hair color) locks in his fingers and gently running them through your hair.

He pulled away while he unbuttoned his top, throwing his dress shirt, jacket and tie to the side. You titled your head noticing all of the men in the room except for Mikey, Sanzu and Takeomi had their cock out in their hand, you noticed Kokonoi gently stroking his fully hardened cock.

You saw Rindou’s throbbing cock, it was big and girthy, probably 8 inches and it was so damn pretty.

You gulped as you observed the pretty and veiny cock twitch. He placed his tip right at your entrance, sliding it in your pussy with ease.

“O-oh, mmm, it’s so big. No way I can take it.” You whimper underneath him.

“Come on, you’re half way there. Keep taking daddy’s cock.” His voice was so sexy and masculine as it was raspy, you winced underneath him whining in pain as you could hardly take all of it. He finally was able to maneuver around you and get his whole almost 8 inch cock inside of you.

“It’s stretching me out, n-no hurts too much! No more Rindou-“ you cry out.

“Sh sh sh… there there, it’s okay. You’re doing so good baby, let my cock stretch this pussy out. Lemme fill you.”

He began thrusting immediately, barely giving you enough time to adjust. He roughly pounded into your pussy, not with the same loving rhythm Takeomi gave you.

You let out a loud series of moans “yes daddy, please fuck my pussy! I love being a play thing.” You moaned as you looked down to watch as his cock was pleasuring himself in your tight and wet hole.

Happily taking the older man balls deep in your wet and dripping cunt.

“I love you daddy. I won’t leave Bonten, I’m your whore!” You plea, this was resulting in some whistles of the crowd of men watching you.

“Atta girl!” Kakucho clapped and Sanzu snickered.

“We finally got it out of her.”

“It’s so sweet, knowing you love me. I love you too my angel, but you’re getting punishment for giving such an empty threat.” Rindou barked at you, his soft lavender hair had beads of sweat forming in his hair line.

“Open up and say ‘ahh’” He ordered you and you looked up confused.

“You take this, bitch. Is that understood? Open up your mouth.” He commanded, not asking, telling you.

You felt like prey to a predator to Rindou Haitani and his sadistic nature. Though he could be gentle, when you had your heart open to being less of a brat and being a sweet submissive girl. Though, you did enjoy being impish.

You hesitantly opened up your mouth, pursing your pink lips from the lipstick prior that was now smudging.

A hum left the man’s lips as he leaned in close to your position on the table.

“Ahh!” You let out as Rindou leaned in and spit in your mouth.

You gave him a surprised expression feeling his hot saliva inside your mouth. You swallowed it, of course. It was warm.

“Good girl, taking punishments so well. Little slutty girl.”

You moaned, your lewd noises filling the room as you enjoyed being used like a fuck doll. You felt a strong pleasure building up within your walls, your pussy instinctively tightening around his length.

Rindou’s hand which was much larger than your own reached down to your clit and began to rub fast circles around your sensitive nub; driving you over the edge.

“Daddy, ‘m gonna cum. S’too good!” You desperately moan, feeling like a greedy pleasure slut. Focusing on your pleasure only.

“Greedy girl.” He rolled his eyes playfully his breath growing heavy.

“Cum for me, daddy’s going to cum.”

Rindou thrusted deeply into your pussy and roughly, he threw his head back in pleasure groaning as you felt his cock throb and twitch inside your cunt.

You began to cum around his cock from the helpful stimulation to your clit, moaning and loudly calling out “daddy I’m cumming!” Feeling all of the pleasure inside your pussy and on your clit taking over you.

His hot cum filled up your insides with a groan, going right into your womb.

“Good girl, just like that. Your pussy feels so incredible.” He moaned as he orgasmed inside of your hole, using you like a fuck doll.

He came down from his high, he gave you a head pat as he pulled out.

“Who’s next, gentlemen?” Kaku asked glancing around the room of the members of the syndicate. “God, her pussy is dripping in cum, look at her. So pretty aren’t you, sunshine?” He asked you in amusement.

You giggled, “t-thank you Kaku.”

“You go ahead, man. I’ll go after you.” Sanzu smirked, a dark and sadistic expression on his face.

Takeomi was still just watching, he was a bit older and didn’t have as much stamina as the younger guys. No round two for him.

“Fuck, I need her mouth.” Ran hissed with his cock in his hand. He already had his slacks taken off and removed, same with the rest of his fancy suit.

“I bet your sperm are too weak to get her pregnant” Rindou laughed.

“Funny fucking joke, bro. If mine are weak… your sperm are too, maybe even weaker.”

”No, I’m stronger. You’re just tall and lanky, so I bet they are as weak as you.” Rindou fired back, making Takeomi burst into laughter.

“Stop arguing, you are ruining the mood.” You heard Manjiro order them, silence following.

“I decide which executive goes next. Kaku, go ahead. Ran, use her mouth if you want. Then Sanzu, Ran and Koko. I’ll be the grand finale.” Mikey ordered.

With Sanzu, you could never exactly be prepared for what he would do to you. Haruchiyo Sanzu was heavily into BDSM, specifically being sadistic and explored the kinky elements of sex. Like D/S and anything taboo, really.

That soft rosy-pink hair which was in a mullet and his deep blue eyes were filled mystery. He had a number of piercings, did drugs and was not someone anyone would want to fuck with. You watched his frame as you were hazily sitting on the surprisingly comfortable table. A few ear lobe piercings, helix piercings, and multiple on his ear. He was currently sitting on the leather couch, he still had his blue and purple formal suit on. Though you noticed the massive erection on he had.

“Gotcha.” You heard Kakucho reply to the boss of the organization.

He tends to come off as cold and closed off due to his past, though you and him shared a very loving relationship. He was protective over you, you didn’t have to worry your pretty little head with him around.

He leaned down and placed a kiss on your forehead, you gently raised your hand to caress his face. Staring into his eyes, observing the scar he had from the back of his skull to the side of his face.

“Are going to impregnate my pussy, Kaku?” You asked with a sexy manner.

“I’d love to, turns me on even more knowing you’re off the pill. All ready for cum huh? C’mere.” He pulled you in, sucking on the skin on your breasts resulting in some soft mewls from your pursed lips.

It felt good and made your pussy feel even more soaked. You were dripping with seed and your wetness pooled down on the table.

“It’s a bit unfair to make me wait, isn’t it baby?” He was very keen on having his way with you and was possessive.

“I’m sorry. You can take me now, I’m all yours daddy.” You purred.

The taller male’s earring dangled as he leaned down, pressing kisses down your chest. Forming some purple marks on your breasts from sucking on your sensitive nipples. “Ready to make a baby with me?” He gave you playful look. He had on his black coat, matching baggy pants and sandals but now removed them all. His body was so sexy.

Kaku’s dark blue hair glimmered under the lighting, you nodded and smiled brightly. Showing off your gorgeous white teeth and flaunting your naked body.

“Come on the couch with me so you can ride my cock, like a good girl. Can you do that (Name)?” Kaku asked and you nodded your head, submitting to him by letting him pick you up off the table bridal style as he walked over to the plush couch, Koko was on the other end of.

He placed you on your feet on the floor as he laid back on the couch. He leaned against the comfy couch, fully naked and his cock hard on full display. His cock was around 6 and a half inches but had great girth and always felt wonderful. What he didn't have in length always made up with his skills.

You got on top on his lap, positioning yourself above his cock, hovering over it as he helped guide you down. His cock entered your pussy as you eased onto his length, his cock was very girthy and thick, it really stretched out your cunt.

“Mm feels good, I missed your cock Kaku.” You giggled as you were so intoxicated as you adjusted to his length, you were about to start bouncing on him.

Ran during this time got up from the other couch, once he removed his suit and boxers. He got on the empty spot beside you on the couch and was leaning against it. You glanced beside you and admired his lean, bare form.

Kaku held down on your waist “don’t be a greedy pleasure slut now, let’s take our time.” His voice hissed in a deep mono tone. He slowly guided your hips as you had to hold back on getting the rough fucking you craved so badly.

“That’s it. Just like that, dirty girl.” He groaned as your pussy gripped his dick.

You began slowly grinding on his cock, bouncing slowly on him while your breasts bounced, your (cup size) filled up Kaku’s hand as he fondled and groped them. “Such pretty tits for a pretty girl.”

“Ahh fuck, I need your cum!” You begged with a slutty tone.

You took a hold of Ran’s throbbing cock in your left hand, Kaku’s hands holding you steady on his lap. You began to stroke Ran’s cock gently, having trouble focusing on the task at hand.

Ran hissed under his breath “fuck. C’mere, need you to suck me, yeah?”

You took the handsome male’s cock in your mouth, having to move your head to the side to suck him off. Ran shoved your head further down to take more of him, you gagged as drool began to fall from your mouth.

You bobbed your head up and down on his cock, giving him a sloppy blowjob. Glancing back to see Kaku grinding himself into you as you continued to multi task and ride him as best as you could, it felt so good having your pussy used and abused like this.

“She looks so fuckin’ tiny on him. Sexy size difference ain’t it?” Sanzu chuckled watching you ride the larger male’s cock. Your other hand intertwined with one of Kaku’s hands.

“Yeah, talk about tiny. No way she won’t be pregnant after this.” Takeomi chuckled, drunkenly smirking at you again.

“Color me impressed.” Kokonoi said observing you indulging yourself in pleasure as you looked at the other men.

“I love gangbangs with Bonten!” You giggled, all tipsy and loopy.

“We know ya do, you just need some encouragement.” Ran scoffed.

“Good job, baby girl. Bounce on his cock, work for that seed like the whore you are.” Sanzu encouraged you as you moaned in response.

Kaku grunted at what the other men were saying, focusing all the attention and pleasure on how good your pussy felt around him and it was going balls deep into your wet cunt. It was like love making.

“You’d look so sexy pregnant. I’d be so happy to see my lovely girl pregnant with my baby inside her belly. You’d look lovely in a sundress like that, or perhaps nothing at all.” Kaku praised, you squeezed his hand.

Ran, the short haired executive with his hair styled to the side took a hold of your hair with a strong grip. His head tilting back as he groaned in pleasure.

You swirled your tongue around the head of his cock like a lollipop, paying close attention to his tip. Your tongue glided above his slit which was leaking with pre cum, it tasted slightly salty but it was delicious.

“Such a slut, who taught her to be a pro at blowjobs? Little (Name) here has a lot of talent.” Ran praised with a small groan.

“It must’ve been me.” Sanzu gawked.

“I’ve always like teaching her, I remember I was the first one to fuck her ass. She has learned so much so why leave now, childish.” Rindou added.

Kaku took a hold of your hips, letting go of your hand and thrusting himself roughly into you, repeatedly hitting your cervix over and over again. Kaku using you as his personal fleshlight and fuck toy, being a Bonten executive was serious business and could get stressful, luckily they had their token good girl to be a sex slave for them.

The sound of his cock ravishing your soaking pussy filled the room, you felt his cock twitch and throb. This threw you into a state of feeling like you were going to heaven and back as you were approaching an orgasm.

“Agh yes right there, thank you for this! It feels so good taking it raw. I am sure if I take the morning after pill I’ll be safe but… thinking about having your baby makes me feel so happy.” You sounded like a cute little bimbo.

“Silly girl, doubt being that young, fertile and beautiful is gonna get you out of pregnancy? So many cum shots, say hello to motherhood.” Sanzu raised an eyebrow giving you a smug expression.

”F-fuck me, I’m going to cum!” You whined as you bounced yourself onto Kaku’s dick, feeling the waves of pleasure in your walls overtake you as you came. Taking your mouth off of Ran’s length temporarily.

”Aaa!” You moaned as you orgasmed “yes daddy, it feels so good” you let out a set of moans.

“That’s right, you’re a good girl for daddy? Aren’t you?” Kaku praised, forcing himself into you harder.

“Y-yes, I am.” You blushed shyly.

It made you realize how silent Mikey had been this entire time. You ignored that.

“Mmm! Does it feel good, Kaku?” You moaned out in pleasure, riding his cock like a pro.

You placed your mouth back on Ran’s cock, sucking on his length as you felt his cock twitch. Without warning, his hot cum painted the inside of your mouth. Smirking, you swallowed it.

“Fuck” Ran groaned as he fell back onto the couch.

“Course ya feel amazin', princess. This pussy is mine, I’m so happy you’re my girlfriend.” Kaku moaned, tilting his head back.

“I need you so bad, pretty please cum inside me.” You begged.

“That’s my girl. Almost there baby.” He grunted as you rode him.

You nodded your head vigorously, unable to control the pleasure and desire to make him cum.

“Do you want a son, a daughter, or perhaps both?” Kaku asked in a sultry voice.

”Whatever you give me, daddy! I just want all of you.” You whined.

“I’m gonna cum, god damn. Princess, you’re doing so well.” Kaku’s voice hissed as the blissful sound of him groaning filled your ears as you wrapped your arms around him. His cock releasing cum into your cervix.

You and him both took heavy breaths, you couldn’t take much more. You were becoming a braindead, pleasure slut. “You’re the prettiest girl.” Kaku coos, he placed a kiss on your lips.

You felt hands grabbing you once you got off his cock and stood back up, almost falling over. Sanzu was right at your side, you looked up at the taller man and clung to his side. Taking a moment to even stand straight. You really get drunk easy, or perhaps they convinced you to drink a little extra.

“Congrats, you get to deal with the devil now.” He teased as he made sure you didn’t fall, you were so dizzy from the stimulation and how drunk you were.

“Mmph” was all you could let out.

“Haru, I-I feel all weird. M-master,” you whimpered.

“My little whore, all drunk and needy. Don’t worry, master is here to take care of you.” Haruchiyo Sanzu grinned sadistically.

Despite his almost crazy and crime filled nature, he was a very sweet partner and Sanzu always did his best to look after you. He was an excellent dominant, he knew your limits and all the right ways to turn you on. He lifted you up and placed you back on the table in the middle of the couches gently.

Sanzu was still wearing his purple formal wear suit, he reached to the opposite end of the table to grab some handcuffs.

He guided your hands through the two holes of the cuffs and locked them in place with the key, then placing it back on the table. Now, let’s be clear - all of these sex toys he had were high class. The best of the best, all for you.

He used this time to take the nipple clamps off of your sensitive nipples. Then took out some black shibari ropes, he was into bondage as well. Since you were sitting up it was easy for the pink haired man to do a beautiful tie around your chest, it made your cute little tits pop out. Not to mention how sexy it made your small frame. He only took a few short minutes, totally a pro at pretty ties.

”So pretty, I love when I can mark you as mine. Now lay back, I need to get a few more orgasms out of you before you’re worth cumming in.” He smirked.

Hesitantly you leaned back, laid on the table and swiftly spreading your legs. This revealing all the cum dripping down your soft thighs, mixed with your juices.

“Such a slut. How much do you want me to pay you?” Sanzu joked and your eyes widened.

”Excuse me?!” You snapped in shock.

“I’m joking doll, you just look so good.” He reassured you, god he was quick.

Sanzu grabbed the pink wand vibrator that he had placed on the table, he turned it on to the highest fucking setting?!

It was immediately pressed on your swollen and aching clit. You moaned loudly, like a bitch in heat. All of these sensations being too much to handle.

”Master! It’s too much!” You cried, it was such a strong sensation with him holding the vibrator right on your sensitive clitoris.

Sanzu was pretty experienced with these types of things. He loved watching you squirm and beg for him to stop teasing you.

It had only been a few short minutes of Sanzu pleasuring your clit, teasing you by taking the vibrator off your clit for a moment making you whine and beg to say 'master, please put it back on' over and over.

“D-don’t tease me, Haru! I need it. Please, master please.” You begged.

He placed the vibrator back, right up against your clit as you began to cum. Your orgasms making you overstimulated by this point.

"Please let me cum?" you asked with good manners and he nodded his head.

"You may, cum for me. My slut."

”Master, I’m cumming!” You cried as you moaned like a slut, those sexy and high pitched noises escaping your mouth giving the men who hadn't came in you yet in the room massive boners.

Sanzu hummed, not stopping the vibrator.

“F-fuck no!” You moaned.

Your legs were shaking uncontrollably, luckily Sanzu kept you steady as he forced the vibrator on your clit. It had been less than 30 seconds, you already started to cum again. Letting more little whimpers out beneath him as you let your high rush over your body.

“Please no more, master! I can’t take it.” You almost began to cry, as he finally took it off of you.

He gave you a moment to catch your breath before placing the vibrator back on your pretty little pussy, keeping it on the highest setting as he watched you squirm and shake.

"N-no more! Agh!" your mewls growing louder and louder.

"Are you going to cum again? For a third time already?!" Sanzu taunted you as you couldn't control your orgasm, you began to moan loudly.

"Master, my clit is so sensitive. Please, just fuck me!" you begged.

“Good girl.” He praised as he let you have a moment to rest. Now he finally unbuckled his belt and pull down his pants, boxers and he almost tore off his shirt throwing it to the ground. “You’ve already got me twitching in my pants, so let’s knock you up. You don’t mind letting master use your pretty pussy, right slave?” He asked.

“Please do, that’s what my pussy is for. It’s meant for master to use my young and fertile hole to get yourself off in.” You flashed him a dirty smirk.

You felt Sanzu slap your pussy, you yelped from how the pain felt on your sensitive slit.

“Dirty girl, huh.” He muttered as he slid his huge cock inside your cunt, it was a little over 8 inches. It was huge and thick. He eased himself into your entrance.

“Fuck.” Sanzu groaned as he started thrusting in and out of you at a fast pace. He leaned in between your legs to wrap his hand around your throat, giving it a slight squeeze.

Your eyes rolled back in pleasure as your cunt creamed white juices all over his cock. Sanzu thought you looked so beautiful and pretty like this, he cherished this. You knew you were safe with him. He got you into a position with your legs up, giving the man complete access to fuck you deeply. His balls slapping against your skin as the sound of him fucking you filled your ears.

You tried to let out muffled mewls through him choking you, soon he let go. It put you into a euphoric state where you felt like falling into an eternal state of pleasure, wanting to pass out. You looked down as you noticed the bulge from Haruchiyo’s cock in your tummy.

“Awh fuck, I’m really fucking you that hard you can see a bulge. You’re so tight and small, you can hardly take my cock, babygirl.” Sanzu groaned watching his cock going in and out of your pussy.

“It feels really good, you’re so big master. Mm yeah!” You moaned, your face as red as a cherry.

Sanzu sneakily grabbed the vibrator again as he placed it back on your clit without you noticing. Until you felt it, he loved to torture you and push you to your limits.

“Ohmygod, I can hardly take it!” You squeal out as your body twitched, your legs wanting to close but they were on his shoulders as he was railing into you.

His thrusts were growing sloppy and hard. “I’m going to cum, fuck, my good little girl.” He grunted as you felt his throbbing cock inside you, twitch and release his seed into you.

“Take my seed, just like that.” Sanzu moaned while he slammed himself into your cervix, it was so rough and brutal.

You began to cum again too, Sanzu could tell by the way you were gripping and pulsing around him. “M-master fuck!” You moaned.

Once again, coming down from your high as he removed the vibrator off of you, then pulling out. He grabbed a tissue from the coffee table a few feet away and got himself cleaned up, before the man got his pants back on then sat down on the couch letting the next man use you.

You had a hard time keeping your eyes open at this point, becoming drunk on cock and alcohol.

Ran came up in between your legs as he was going in for round two, this time in your pussy.

”Ran, baby. Take me.” You whimpered and he slid his cock into your entrance with ease.

"Stay the fuck awake. Never forget you belong to us" he ordered as he pinched your nipple leaning down, hovering above you.

"M-mhm."

Thrusting himself in and out of you, at a decent pace. He wasn’t being too rough considering he knew how tired you must be. He grunted as he drilled your princess cunt.

”Fuck, so tight as always. My girl has the prettiest pussy.” Ran mumbled as he pounded your pussy, his hand reached out to hold yours, you happily took it while still in hand cuffs.

"Take me!" You press on.

Koko watched as he got ready to take you next. Mikey still staring at you, though he was horny he was still bothered. He considered this more of a need to get you pregnant in order for you to stay with him, like a punishment. He just decided to let his executives and some fun with you.

You held Ran’s hand as he got closer and closer to another orgasm. He groaned as he warmed you he was about to cum, “I’m going to cum now, baby. Want to get bred by me?” he asked.

You meekly moaned in response as his hot liquids were dumped inside of you. "Yes, yes! Feels incredible Ran, I love your cock so much."

This is when your mind went entirely blank, the semi-scary feelings of overstimulation flooded your body. Your vision went all dizzy, you couldn’t even form proper sentences. So much overstimulation.

As Ran finished up for the night, took his seat back down and chugged some water, Koko was undressed and ready for you.

He approached the table and spoke to you in a loving voice. “Get on your hands and knees for me please, baby. Doggy style.” Koko got the handcuff key from the other end of the table and unlocked it. You were free now.

You heard his command and got on your hands and knees, turning around. Your face was to Mikey, glancing up at him with a lewd expression. Your eyes telling him you needed him.

Your pussy was dripping with cum and facing to the men on the couches. Bonten’s personal cum dump was you.

The table wasn’t very high up so it was easy for Koko to get on top of, luckily it was sturdy due to how good the quality was.

He got in between your legs and held your hips as he placed his 7 inch cock into your pussy. It was veiny and you could feel how much he stretched you as he entered your cunt, sliding in gently.

“Does it feel good taking so much cum and being used as a cum slut?” Koko asked in a low toned, provoking voice that made you whine.

“Mhm! Feels so, so good!” You mewl in pleasure.

“Koko’s cock feels to good fucking my little pussy.” You let out a sexy giggle making the man moan a little.

“You’ve had me fucking aching for this cunt all night. Daddy’s going to impregnate you and make you his, just like the little slut you are.” He muttered, focusing on how good your pussy felt.

Koko could feel the warmth of your pussy walls, how tightly you wrapped around him and were begging for his cum. Your wetness welcoming his cock into your hole.

He slapped your ass, making you moan again while tightening around his cock. He was a bit more girthy than the other members, this meant it felt incredible and did wonders.

You began to drool and you could hardly hold yourself up, or think straight for that matter.

The sight of Koko fucking you doggystyle on the table was hot, the rest of the executives took amusement in how pretty you looked being fucked and bred.

“I love when you breed me like this, it feels so good taking it raw. I love when Bonten gives me creampies!” You yell out with ecstasy.

”Good girl. I’m going to cum, are you ready for it?” Koko asked as he thrusted deep inside your pretty cunt ravishing it.

”Yes daddy, please cum inside me!”

You moaned as he let out a few groans as he began to reach his orgasm, his cock twitching as it came inside you with a final thrust.

”I’m so proud of you, good girl. You did a good job.” He caressed your ass as you turned around and laid flat on the table. He stood up and began getting dressed again, with his burgundy and gold jacket on his torso.

“Ahh M-manji-“ you cried, your legs were shaking as you laid against the cool table on your back looking up at the ceiling. Tears began to flow down your eyes, ruining your makeup as you sniffled.

You started to let out soft cries, the overstimulation making you cry and have tears trickling down your dolled and dark eyes. Throwing grabby hands wanting to be held, Kokonoi came up over to you, worried and wanting to comfort you. He held your hand and rubbed it gently.

“Boss, isn’t this enough?” Rindou asked, feeling a little concerned yet amused with the sight of you.

“No, I know what’s good for her. Besides, if it’s what we must do to keep her with me and keep her happy in the long run. It has to be done.” Manjiro was holding his gun in his hand, nothing violent, merely looking at it and twirling it around.

“Koko-“ you whined as he caressed your cheek and placed a kiss on your forehead.

“Sweetie, you’re doing so good. You’re almost done.”

“Mikey- cock. Gotta have it, mmph! One more time.” You declared, what a determined girl you are.

Manjiro stood up from his secluded chair and walked over to you, leaving the gun on the coffee table. There was a dent in his pants and a lustful expression on his face.

“Babygirl, why so bratty? I hate when you make me do this (nickname.)” he called out with a nonchalant tone.

No reply. He was right, you went too far by saying you were going to leave.

“We would have a cute baby, don’t you think? This is the best future.” Mikey said as he looked down at you and your tired body.

Your cute little pussy was leaking with seed from all of the Bonten executives. Your labia was glossy with cum, dripping down onto the table.

“You know I’ve always wanted a family and a husband someday.” You fumbled out your words as best as you could in this incoherent state.

“We can do that, let’s make a baby yeah? I can give you a pretty diamond ring, all you’ve wanted and more.” Manjiro’s voice purred in your ear as he watched your body twitch.

“I won’t leave, I need you Mikey” you whimpered out with heavy breaths, followed by some relief in the room.

Mikey doubtfully raised an eyebrow “say it again” he commanded.

“I won’t leave, I’ll stay with Bonten. I need your big cock in my pussy." Your voice was frail, you needed Mikey’s seed more than anything.

You loved Mikey so much. He always gave you love, such a threat hurt him so much. After all he had been through, you were his world. He gave you the best sex, presents, food, a home, everything you needed to live safely and happily. He was like your best friend but more. Mikey loved you too.

Of course, a regular Bonten gangbang wasn’t complete until Mikey gave you his cum too. You never thought you were the kind of girl who would be interested in pleasing multiple men at once and being used as a personal fleshlight, you couldn’t resist the men. So you ended up dating a few of them, which again you’ve always considered yourself monogamous. You became their little toy and personal property.

The scent of sex and arousal filled the room, the sweet smell of cum and your wetness filled your nose, it was dirty and hot. Mikey gently hugged you, he rubbed your sensitive and perky tits; relieving them from the clamping sensation on them prior from those nipple clamps.

He took this opportunity to undo this belt and removing his pants and black dress shirt. He took his black boxers off which hugged his body well, making him look even more sexy. His obsidian eyes looked deeply into your bright and loving (color) eyes.

“Let’s give you a baby.” Was all he said before teasing your slit with his cock, making you whine and beg. His tip grinding against your overstimulated clit, you were squirming and letting out a lewd mewl as he humped against you.

“D-daddy!” You cried, your cheeks as pink as bubblegum, your eyes watery and your mind broken.

“Shit,” Mikey hissed as he placed his cock at your tight hole, easing himself into your princess cunt. He grabbed his belt and roughly hit your inner thigh with it, making you whimper.

"Be a good girl for me, learn from this."

You let out a high pitched moan, tightly gripping yourself around his girth. He filled you up all the way, his tip kissed your cervix. “Are you even worth fucking after threatening to leave me baby?” His hand roughly slapped your cheek, it turned red instantly.

"No more slapping, please." you begged as you squeezed around him again, it turned you on being hit.

Your eyes winded at how cold he was being, your words really were like a sword to the chest for him. Especially after all that Mikey had gone through, he couldn’t lose you. In his mind, the only way to fix this situation was to get you pregnant.

Was it moral to force a baby in you? No. Did he give a fuck? Yeah, no to that too.

“Never gon’ leave you, Mikey!” You whimper. “Fuck I can’t take much more!”

You felt his this thumb press down on your sensitive nub and rub gentle circles on your clit, with each trust going faster and with more aggression. Throwing you over the edge as you felt another orgasm approaching.

“I love you Mikey! I love you. I’m sorry, ‘m never gonna leave you! Gimme your seed n let’s make a baby.” You became a moaning slutty mess, all you could think about was how badly you needed his cum.

Mikey grabbed on to your tiny waist, admiring how beautiful and sexy your body looked. “So damn beautiful, doll face. You make me happy.” He praised in admiration.

His cock pushed in and out of your soaked pussy, the sound of sex filled the air. Your pretty pussy was so wet just for him. This is what you waited for.

“You’re going to make me cum.” He murmurs as he let out a few small groans and sounds of pleasure.

There were many sides of Mikey you weren’t fully aware of. He could be happy go lucky, or completely ice cold and dark. As for now, he was focused on impregnating you and forgetting about the love making.

“Such a young filthy girl. You really love having all these older men fuck and abuse you. But don’t forget your place with me, whore.” He called, teasing you with a sadistic grin.

“Mhm, all I am is a fucktoy for you.” Your pussy was creaming all over his veiny and large cock.

“Agh, fuck yes daddy! Please come closer, hold me while you cum! Pretty please.” You begged, giving needy grabs with your hands. You wanted him to hold you.

“Good girl. So proud of you. Don’t act up like that again?” You hummed in response, nodding your head eagerly.

"Uh huh!" you groaned, spreading your legs further for Mikey.

With that he swiftly leaned in, pressing his toned and semi-muscular chest against yours. Your breasts bounced under him, the collision of his body heat warmed your body. He leaned in to give you a peck on the lips, the comfort of you being close made him feel slightly at ease. You pressed kisses all over his neck, sucking on it slightly.

You heard him let out a low toned moan in your ear, it made you twitch and tremble under him.

Thrust after thrust, his cock slammed into your cervix. It felt good too, being a little fuck doll.

“I’m going to cum, fuck. Stay just like this, bitch.” He grunted.

You held your legs up, giving him full access to roughly drilling your tight hole. It felt so good to connect bodies with him.

“Daddy! I love your cock. 'M gonna cum!” Your high was rapidly approaching.

You felt Mikey’s cock twitch inside your pussy as he began to cum inside of you. All of Manjiro's white and steamy hot liquids filling up your womb. This is when you began to cum, the sensation on your clit was overwhelming as you bucked your hips.

“Mm fuck yeah, baby girl you feel so damn good. Such a good girl for daddy, aren’t ya?”

Letting a few high pitched lewd whimpers from your mouth as your came down from your final high.

With a final slow thrust Mikey gently pulled out. He watched in satisfaction as he watched all of the semen pool out of your tight hole, letting out a sigh. Finally, the exhaustion really hit you. After taking multiple men. Some tears flowed down your eyes more now, feelings of overstimulation hit you yet again. You sobbed as Mikey lifted you up and held you in his arms.

“Let it out, you did so well. It’s over now.” Mikey softly spoke. He wanted to comfort you and say it was all okay, but he was still upset.

—

“I guess the boys did pretty good tonight, yeah?” Takeomi asked with a chuckle.

“Why you always talkin' like that?” Sanzu snorted.

“Shutup.” The older male hissed.

You felt dizzy, thirsty and tired. Luckily, the guys always took good care of you after.

Mikey rubbed circles on your back as you were sitting up on the table, he was standing on the floor but in between your legs holding you.

“You guys know… I’m not going to leave right.” You quietly spoke up as your tears stopped, it felt so intimate and special getting the aftercare from the invisible Mikey that you needed.

“I know. I know now...” Mikey mumbled in your ear, not fully understanding what he meant.

“I’m so tired, p-please.” You now looked like a hot mess, still a cute one at that.

Mikey pulled his boxers back on, followed by his pants, belt and top. Then coming back to tend to you. Taking the shibari ropes off of you, helping you feel safe again.

“Let’s get you a nice bubble bath, we will take that makeup off, get you something to eat and drink then into bed. Your new satin PJ’s Koko ordered came today. You did well, we are done now.” Mikey tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

Simply nodding your head in response as you gave a soft smile. The fact you might just get pregnant from tonight did not sink in, you could always go take Plan B in the morning right? Yeah, that was a good plan.

The night followed with a relaxing bubble bath with Mikey, it was relatively silent. He did have a soft spot for you, despite feeling uneasy about you leaving him. He needed to be strict and force pregnancy upon you if the matter called for it, which it did. While in the large and luxurious bathtub you had a candle lit, it was the scent of fresh linen. After, you ended up eating some udon noodles Sanzu retrieved for you along with plenty of water before falling fast asleep in your bed beside Koko. They always did an excellent job with aftercare, however after hearing you were thinking about leaving everyone was a little on edge.

Mikey went to his own bedroom at his place for the night, a lot of his thoughts were conflicting him. His mental state hasn’t been entirely stable from various things, you felt like the only good thing in his life and you mentioned leaving. He took the night to be in solitude. He didn’t really fear the consequences of his actions. He couldn't lose you.

The following morning you had gotten the morning after pill. Everything seemed normal, at least for now.

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baby blues | bonten x reader

Character/s: All of Bonten

Warnings: f!reader, cursing, slight sexual themes, light angst, mentions of violence, reverse harem, mentions of breeding, pregnancy, a lot of fluff. Minors don't interact.

Synopsis: Part three of "for two". The due date is near, yet now you are having second thoughts.

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Spice level: 🌶️🌶️ out of 5

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Bonus | Bonus 2

Pathetic. You were sure that you fit the description of a pathetic baby when you let out a tiny whine at the pillow on the ground, having fallen from your constant shifting on the bed. The urge to pick it up was there, nagging in your brain so you can go back to sleep to make up for the nights of restlessly tossing. But you couldn't—correction, your body can't with the condition you were in.

Belly already the size of a beachball, it looked like it could burst at any given moment despite the doctor telling you that the due date wouldn't be for another three weeks. Your feet were swollen most of the time with what was usually accompanied by backaches. If any of your enemies saw you in this state, they would have laughed boisterously.

Bonten's assassin—feared by many—now reduced to a crying mess all because of a pillow.

The silver-haired man sleeping next to you woke up with a start at the sniffles you produced, eyes bleary as he rubbed them as they searched for whatever was bothering you. The digital clock next to him displayed that it was still two in the morning. And for him, it was fucking early—considering he only had three hours of decent sleep. Seeing him awake and it was all your fault, your sniffles morphed into sobs which only alarmed him.

"B-babe, what's wrong?" Voice groggy, he patted your stomach with furrowed brows. The bags under his eyes were heavy. "Does it hurt somewhere? What's wrong—"

"Everything. Everything feels wrong, Hajime!" You complained, wiping the fat tears rolling down your cheeks. "My back hurts, my feet hurt as well—I can't even sleep due to the baby kicking and I pee constantly. And now my pillow fell off and I can't even reach for it without my back cracking as if I'm a fucking old lady. My whole life is a mess!" Sobbing into your hands, you felt a warm palm rubbing your back as the other pulled you close to Koko's bare chest.

He hushed you softly, still rubbing your back in assurance as you cried into his arms. "It's okay, babe. It'll be over soon, yeah? Didn't the doctor say last time? Your due date is near and the baby will be here—you're doing so well for the kid. So fucking well that we are all in awe." A chaste kiss was planted on your hair, followed by a light coo. "You're such a good mother, you know that?"

"I-I don't know about that." You stammered. "I'm such a novice that I feel like I'll do something wrong even before it begins. This is fucking scary, Haji... Scary that I'm about to welcome a baby into the world in a few weeks. Scared that I'll become a bad mother. It's scary enough that I'm bringing them into this world where all we do is kill, take, and—"

"Hey, hey." Hands cupping both of your cheeks, Koko lifted your head up to stare into your tearful eyes. "Don't say that, babe. Every mother has to start somewhere. Not everyone becomes a great mom from day one—takes a lot of practice and learning. And you're doing better, okay? So don't say you're a bad mother. It breaks my heart to hear it..."

At his words, you nodded slowly. Koko smiled, brushing away your tears before kissing you on the lips. Your whole body instantly relaxed, arms wounding around your silver-haired lover. You couldn't explain why, but being around Koko was just comforting in a way. Maybe it was due to his genuine caring nature or the way he often looked out for you even before you were officially his girlfriend. Especially now, that you were carrying a child, he has been quite attentive.

You were well aware of his past, one he sometimes would look back on to make sure he doesn't commit the same mistakes again. Afraid of losing more. He had to make sure he won't lose anyone important to him again, no matter how high the stakes were.

"I'm sorry..." You mumbled into his chest, eyelids fluttering close as you listened to his heartbeat. "You must be so tired and here I am, keeping you awake. You must think I'm a selfish bitch, huh?"

Koko's chest rumbled at your statement, squeezing you tightly as he laughed. "Perhaps. Although, I think it's my fault for how much I spoil you all the time. I have no regrets though..." Silence enveloped the room as you sat there, in Koko's arms until the familiar knot at the pit of your stomach returned and you squirmed.

"Hajime?"

"Yes, babe?"

"Could you let me go now? I need to pee."

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Shopping for baby clothes and other necessities was such a hassle. Still refusing to reveal the gender to the men, you would often walk into a room with a ruckus going on. Arguments after arguments on whether what to buy and what color should the wallpapers be in the baby room. Bets were placed on whether the kid was male or female, the latter being the most voted for. Another bet was made on who the father is.

"I'm going to place three hundred thousand on Rindou."

"Are you admitting that your sperms are weaklings, Takeomi?"

"Shut the fuck up, Sanzu."

"I'm betting a hundred thousand on Sanzu because he's a careless fuck."

"Be careful, Ran. You might regret that if it's true."

"Don't worry. If it turns out to be his, I'll just have to make the child believe I'm their father to save them the embarrassment."

"What the fuck?!"

And as much as it pained you to see them yell at each other for the most trivial things, you didn't have the heart to spoil the surprise. Not when it was entertaining as hell.

"What do you think, darling?" The sight of three grown men standing next to a rack of baby clothes, pulling a few out and showing them to you was endearing as it was a strange image to see. The lady in charge of the area stood from afar, not sure whether she was needed or would even make it out alive if she were to be called.

Taking the tiny shirt with elephant prints, you giggled. "This is indeed cute." Then, turning to what Ran was holding—a shirt with a silly jellyfish printed on the middle, you smiled. "Now this reminds me of Rindou, don't you think?"

Ran blinked twice at your statement, shifting his gaze at jellyfish, and stared hard. "Mhm, now that you pointed it out... It does actually resemble him." Words of affirmation left the other two men's mouths, eyeing the jellyfish with a nod.

"Don't tell Rindou that though." Takeomi laughed, hand reaching for his pocket to touch his pack of cigarettes. "By the way, I need a break. Would it be alright?"

Ran and Kakucho nodded, offering to pay for the basket of baby clothes. Remembering the stall selling cotton candy outside, you excused yourself and waddled away. Takeomi, surprisingly, trailed behind you. Glancing at him, you raised a brow.

"I thought you wanted to go for a smoke?"

He shrugged. "I don't want you walking around all alone. Not when you're ready to give birth anytime."

A soft laugh slipped past your lips, offering your hand. "Can I lean on you then? My back is aching, but I want to get cotton candy."

Takeomi took your hand without hesitation, letting you lean against him as you both walked to the cotton candy stall. The lovely lady working behind it smiled at the two of you as she spun the stick around the sugary pink thin strands.

"You both make a lovely couple!"

Your laughter filled the air at how flustered Bonten's advisor became at the harmless compliment. Muttering how he doesn't know if the baby is his, Takeomi handed his card to the wide-eyed woman before cursing, hand fishing for a bill in his wallet.

Once the treat was in your hands, you sat on the bench nearby and began snacking on it. Fingers running through his hair, Takeomi took the empty spot next to you and sighed through his nose. "What's taking those two so long?" Facing you, he stared at you in silence as you ate. Lips damp as you licked them clean due to the sticky candy. He wasn’t supposed to feel anything as you ate happily, but the image of you sucking his cock made him pinch his eyebrows in shame at himself for making such a mundane scene so lewd in his head.

Must be because it’s been long, he reasoned in his head. When was the last time he had sex with you?

Sensing his troubled disposition, you tapped him on the shoulder and offered what was left of your cotton candy. He quickly shook his head, mumbling how he was full and that you finish it. As you watch his back slump, a question popped into your head—one that you were intrigued to hear their answers. It wouldn’t hurt to know, right?

“Love, I have a question for you.”

“What is it?”

Licking your lips once more, you responded. “If... By any chance, while giving birth, the doctor asks you to make a decision between the baby and I, who would you choose?”

Judging how startled Takeomi was of your question, you immediately deducted how it was a bad idea from the start. Raising your hands, you shook them in a dismissive motion.

“N-nevermind! You don’t have to answer that.” Nervously, you tucked back a stray strand of hair with a sheepish laugh. “It’s a stupid question, right? I shouldn’t have asked—”

Your words were cut short as you felt pain shooting up from your abdomen. Cursing under your breath, you grabbed the edge of the bench as you sucked in air sharply. Timing it in your head, you couldn’t help but scream inwardly.

This can’t be it, right?

Feeling it subside, you let your guard down as you loosened your squeezing hold. But when another contraction came up after a few minutes, you bit your lip as it was too much that it left you speechless, holding on to the bench once more. Unable to even hear Takeomi’s reply as he hummed in thought.

“You, of course.” He spoke with a gentleness in his voice, fiddling the unlit cigarette in his fingers. “If it’s up to me to make a decision, saving a baby I don’t know... If it means losing you, then no. It might be a selfish and cruel choice, but I don't think I’ll be able to live in a world without you in it. Unless... you ask me to save the kid instead.”

"O-Omi,” You cried, liquid dripping down your thighs. “I-I think my water broke."

Takeomi met your alarmed expression with one of surprise.

"Huh?"

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Making a mental note to never let Ran drive after he screamed at the cars in front of him on the way to the private clinic, you held back a scream as you sat on the wheelchair. The trip to the clinic rivaled a bullet train’s sped that you were sure your soul would’ve left your body if you weren’t too distracted by the contractions that were growing stronger.

“Just take deep breaths, baby,” Kakucho whispered, wincing at your grip on his arm that tightened every passing minute. “Don’t stress yourself too much.”

"There's something wrong..." You sobbed, eyes glancing down at your belly as an undescribable pain shot through your spine and abdomen. It made you prefer getting shot by a bullet at this point. "I-I thought it wouldn't be for another week? D-did I do something wrong? Why is the baby coming out now?"

“There’s nothing to worry about, [Y/N].” The doctor assured, rubbing her hand on your arm. “Things like this are normal. The baby is healthy and won’t be born prematurely, okay? Just relax...”

“Is there anything you need, sweetheart?” Ran bent down to wipe away the sweat around your forehead and neck, eyes glancing at you and your belly a few times. “The rest are on their way with your overnight bag.”

“I-I need to lie down...” You muttered, face twisting in pain as you moaned. “Can I lie down? I want to...” There was no need to ask twice as Kakucho had you in his arms in a second, carefully carrying you further into the clinic where no prying eyes could see.

It was still eleven in the morning when you entered. A few minutes later, Mikey and the others who weren’t present, entered the scene. And at exactly four in the afternoon, you began to go into labor.

Waiting outside as your screams filled the air, eight men were either seated in silence or anxiously pacing around. Much to their surprise, you didn’t want anyone to accompany you. However, when your screams and cries continued, they found a nurse exit the door and call for Mikey.

Soulless eyes seemed to have brightened at your request to see him, urging him to shoot up from his seat and follow the nurse in. The rest left standing outside the door, listening to your cries that had seemed to die down at the presence of Mikey. And although you were crying for it all to end, your ears still caught the faint words of encouragement he gave you while smiling softly. Not even wincing in pain as you grabbed his hand and squeezed hard.

“You’re doing well, love. Did you hear that? The baby’s head is almost out.”

And on nine in the evening, a bouncing baby boy was born.

Tears of joy pooled out of your eyes as you hugged your crying newborn wrapped in cotton. The doors were opened wide as the nurse wheeled you out to the room next door. Bonten’s executives were instantly on your side, showering you with congratulations and begging to hold the baby. All of them had the looks of wonder akin to a child receiving a huge gift on Christmas.

“Is it a she?”

“Don’t be stupid, Takeomi. It’s definitely a boy. It’s a boy, isn’t it?”

“Who cares if it’s a boy or a girl. As long as the baby is here, all healthy, it doesn't fucking matter.”

“Really? So betting a hundred thousand doesn’t matter to you?”

“Shut it.” Mikey’s command froze the men in their place, taking the baby into his arms and offering his finger into the open palms of your child. When the baby squeezed your boyfriend's finger, you were sure you saw light in those dark eyes as Mikey smiled. “Welcome to the world, young one. We’ll keep you safe and sound, you hear me?” There was no reply, expectantly, yet he continued in a small voice. “Will you let me be your father?”

No one spoke a word at the scene playing out in front of them. All you could do was mirror the grins on their faces, happy that the grueling nine months were over but you wouldn’t trade it anything for the world.

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“It’s here!” Sanzu yelled, receiving a few glares from those whose heads were pounding after a late-night drinking session. But seeing the folder in his hands, waving it in the air, it was enough to have them standing in full alert as they all joined you in the kitchen. The baby was fast asleep in your arms after you fed him, rocking him slowly as you brought up a finger to hush the men.

“Baby, the DNA results are here.”

“Good, now please go to another room?” You whispered, feeling the baby flinch at the sound of Sanzu’s excitement. “I’ve just put him to sleep and if the baby wakes up—I swear to all deities that I will fucking stab you.”

“Aw, don’t be like that!” Sanzu cooed in a sickly-sweet voice, one that had both of the Haitanis cringing. “What if you stab the father, mhm? And if I’m not, then how am I supposed to breed you and give the child a sibling—”

“Don’t make me repeat myself, Haruchiyo.”

Not risking it, they all hightailed out of the kitchen and plopped down on the living room couch. Sanzu, without wasting any time, ripped the envelop open. But before he grabbed the document out, he grinned ear to ear.

“Remember your bets, fuckers. A whopping million is what the winner will receive. Those who placed bets on the father of the year, two or more winners, will have to divide it equally—”

“Stop wasting our time and fucking get on with it.” Rindou groaned, hand itching to grab his gun and shoot the bastard prolonging the tense atmosphere.

“Alright, alright!” Sanzu huffed, taking the document. “I hope you fucking lose.” Reading the document, Sanzu skimmed to the last part where numerous names were printed out in fine ink. Seeing the name who received a hundred percent match with the baby sleeping peacefully in your arms, Sanzu’s azure eyes went bigger than the moon.

“There’s no way—”

“What do you mean?” Ran scoffed, grabbing the document from Sanzu and reading it. After a few seconds, he too was shocked.

“What the fuck?”

The document was soon passed around. Faces either in looks of surprise, disbelief, or wonder. Mikey’s expression remained impassive even as he read who the father was. Thoughts now filled with a plot on how to convince you to have another baby—one that was his, Mikey left the room to join you but not without extending his congratulations to the father frozen in his seat.

Out of all seven men, one name prevailed and received a hundred percent match—it was none other than Kokonoi Hajime.

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤 𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞

Toji Fushiguro x cow girl! reader

Content Warning: dub-con, toji often scolds you for being dumb, reader is innocent and dumb, cow hybrid, dumbification, lactation kink, degradation, public humiliation, master/pet relationship, pet play, fell in love, bondage, rough sex, creampie, mating press, non-consensual spanking, (slight) non-consensual milking, jealousy, possessive behavior, mentioned selling you to the farm, mentioned the possibility of non-con (consequences of selling to the farm)

Note: finished! I've been writing for at least a month? at first toji and cow girl were just some stupid and horny thoughts of mine. i didn't expect it to end up being fic. thank you very much to the friends who voted for this fic <3

Summary: after saving you from the farmer, Toji decides to keep you as his personal milk machine.

Minors DNI

All animals that do not belong to humans may become stray animals, not only cats and dogs. During midday news on a TV station, he heard about stray cows. The news anchor reported that some volunteers had brought the cows back to the conservation organization for adoption. They winked innocently and were bottle-fed by volunteers in their arms. But Sorcerer Killer had no interest in helping stray animals, and the stray cow sounded stupid, so he turned off the TV. At that time, Toji was about to set off to complete a commission, and the client wanted him to kill a sorcerer who was in the way and transfer a large sum of money in advance.

The only difficulty in this mission is that the target lives in the countryside. There is no other route. Even though Toji offered a reward, they were unwilling to kill someone who lived in such a remote place. Toji could only take a few hours' train ride to that little village and then blast the target's head off in seconds. He cursed at the customer and the village, planning to buy something before going back to the city. As he passed the paddy fields, he heard some faint cries.

"Moo-moo...!"

This sound is so unusual. Toji turned his head, and sure enough, a bearded middle-aged farmer tied you with twine- your head had a pair of tiny horns and cow ears. Perhaps knowing the fate of being sold, you whimper and struggle, waving the tail off your ass, trying to attack the person who will sell you. Is it a stray cow? The farmer grumbles - oh, he's saying: since you've eaten his fruit, you should be obedient. It seems you have been deceived by humans, thinking that they didn't need anything in return.

Stupid cow girl. He thinks. Looks like you're going to be sold to the farm to be milked and maybe locked up into a pillory and fucked or something.

Speaking of milk.

"Hey." A malicious smile spread across his face. Toji turned sideways and consulted with the farmer. "That one is quite lively. What's the price?"

"Are you a visitor here? When you want to keep a pet cow, there are many things to be careful about." The farmer slapped you roughly on the ass, and then pulled your tail to prevent any kind of run away. In pain, you mooed in a low mood, staring at the bad guys negotiating prices as if there was a lake hidden in your eyes. "But I haven't taught this cow yet. If you need it, we have a lot of obedient cows on our farm..."

"I want this one," Toji pointed at you, "how much?"

After hesitating for a few seconds, the farmer seemed to sincerely quote a price - a large amount, which was not the accepted market price of the cow girl in the pet store. "If you want something cheaper, I'll give you another discount."

"Good." The killer took out a black pistol from the void and loaded it. "Give her to me."

-

The accidental killing didn't ruin his day. After blowing the man a few nice holes, Toji gave you a cold look. You screamed at the sudden blood and gunshots, but you knew there was a good guy in front of you, and you had to repay him. So, after you feel your breathing calm down, you run to him, gently rub against him with the ear above your head, hug his trousers, and try your best to express your gratitude.

"Can't you speak human words?" Toji lowered his head and pulled your horns. You moo in pain, he scoffed. "Stop the fucking mooing. It's fucking stupid. A stupid cow girl."

Your eyes glow with confusion.

"I'm worse than him," the assassin threatened, expecting to see your fear in return. "I'm taking you home now as my personal milk machine. If you dare to escape, I'll sell you to the farm to have babies and milk you, okay?"

You only vaguely understood "home," so a smile spread across your face. You pounce on the master. "Moo!"

"What a stupid cow," he muttered, patting you.

-

Toji buys a return ticket for the train, but he doesn't need to buy another one for you, just a tiny surcharge for bringing a pet - a naive little thing like you, with no status in society.

He holds your hand, and you look around; technology is strange. The train attendant whispered about your cuteness, stroked your head, and gave you dessert. Usually, stray cows are found naked, but you wear a skirt that is not the correct size. He doesn't know if it was given to you by someone or you found it in the garbage, but this one just barely covers your butt. Once you stand on tiptoe, everyone can see your view. But the hostility of the attendant disappeared under the explanation, "this is a newly picked cow." While getting out of the car, one of them reminds him that he has to go and buy new clothes, food, and a bell.

However, the owner is not so kind to you. Once out of the car, Toji scolds you and warns you not to smile at strangers or accept food from them, and you nod a little aggrieved.

Toji doesn't really want to go to the pet hospital, but considering the trouble it will cause later, he still takes you there. In addition, he had heard about some underground hospitals from some customers before, and the prices were much cheaper. When you get to the hospital, you think you're going to be sold, and seriously, you're a little idiot. You whimpered and grabbed his hand, not wanting to leave him. Then in front of everyone's face, you were forcibly stripped naked. The nurse washed you clean and praised you for being a good girl. You were tame during the examination, and the process went smoothly until the doctor pulled out a needle. It was sharp and dangerous to you, and you mooed and cried. Toji puts you on his lap and spanks you before grabbing your tail to finish the injection. Unexpectedly, your health is largely normal, with just a few weeks of recuperation, some vitamins, and medication. It's a miracle considering you've been wandering and hiding all these years. Before leaving, the doctor gave him a meaningful smile and told him that he would only need seven days of care to start milking and two weeks to breed. Of course, most cow girls are spoiled by their masters.

He bought a cowbell that can track your location on the way back. It wobbles with your footsteps, jingles around your neck, reminds those around you that you already have an owner, and sends your location to his phone every minute. It should be humiliating, but you love it, super love it. You think the bell sounds nice and looks shiny, and more importantly, it means you're Toji's cow.

-

Toji raises you with conditions, but you don't understand. A naive calf like you is destined to be ravaged. There are so few words you can learn, though, that you remember his name after hearing it once. The most common thing that comes out of your mouth is "Toji," with matching words to express some simple sentences, such as "Hungry," "Like," and "No."

Toji keeps some cushions in the apartment as a place for you to sleep. At first, you jump onto the bed with him and squeeze into his chest, desperate to be with him. A cow doesn't sleep in a bed; you're just a milk machine. How could he possibly spoil you? Toji puts you back on the cushion and locks the door every time. Even though you whimpered and picked the lock, he wouldn't open the door. After a few days, you understand that this is the master's rule - you sleep peacefully on the soft cushion and grab the cushion for warmth.

You did add a different color to his life. Every morning, you wake up smelling the smell of food. You're usually on the ground, humming and eating a bowl of fruit and veggies, pouting your butt to reveal your cotton panties, and wiggling your cute cow's tail. You also love watching TV. You're scared by the light and sound machine and hide behind him at first, but you'll be watching episodes and animations in front of the screen now. However, cow girls in those shows are constantly bullied by strong and mean guys. Whenever these episodes are played, you always hold his arms tightly like Toji is better than them. When he's not at home, you'll also do some of the easiest jobs, help clean windows and floors, and be a housekeeping calf. You tend to be too hardworking but don't know how to solve complex problems.

In the shower, Toji checks your breasts. You didn't have any milk in your breasts because of a previous life. In the next few days, your breasts gradually became rounder and enlarged a few sizes, so you can imagine the rich stock inside. By the seventh day, your areola is swollen and painful, and you don't need any squeeze, and the white milk has come out of the tip. You whimpered and said "pain" and "milk," asking him for help, wanting to be released.

Obviously, you have become a healthy and lovely cow.

You thought Toji - your master, would help you; however, the first thing he did was tie your hands behind your back and forbid you to have any possibility of touching yourself. Toji tells you it's a necessary preparation, but you don't understand it at all, so you just moo, whine, and endure under his touch.

On the ninth day, the enormous amount of milk stored causes dull pain in your back. What you don't understand is why your lower body is sometimes wet. You check in front of the mirror and see that it's covered in sparkling liquid, and the swollen petals open slightly. Your thighs rub against each other, trying to ease the feeling, but the torment only intensifies when you miss your master.

What Toji sees is just such a lovely scene - you're sitting on the couch sobbing silently, a pair of cow ears shaking, your hands firmly tied behind your back, accentuating the shape of your boobs, and your occasional spill of milk is wetting cloth.

"What's wrong, little idiot?" Toji asked knowingly. Maybe the preparation for milking was enough, but he still wanted to bully you a little more. Your fat tears flow, sniffles, and it's a complete mess. "Pain...it hurts...Toji..."

"Then what do you want me to do? In your words." He guided.

"...I-I don't know..."

"Don't fucking pretend. Tell me what you did to yourself," Toji snapped, feeling the pain in his crotch. You shrunk timidly. "...Sorry! I-I never, Master...I don't know..."

Never been like this? So this is your first milking? You're too fucking sweet to the world and to him.

"You don't know? You're so fucking stupid. I'll teach you now."

Where else could he find such a precious treasure as you? He frees you from your bondage. Before stretching your sore joints, he rips the cloth off your chest. You let out an exclamation, still waiting for the Master's teaching. Under his rubbing, the cream flows from the tip of your chest, bringing some mild electric shocks, and the familiar heat flows back to the lower body.

"This is your milk." His thick fingers dipped in some milk, then shoved them into your stupid mouth, grabbing the soft, wriggling tongue, and the sweet taste spread in your mouth. "Delicious, huh? But only stupid girls keep swollen with milk. From now on, you have to provide milk to the master every day, you know?"

Two days of waiting pushed you to the limit, your mind seemed to melt, and you could only let out some faint moans. In the fog of consciousness, you still miss the master, but he is not satisfied with it. "Answer me." Toji patted your tit casually as a reminder. "...Um...Ah!!...Tojiiiii...!" Unexpectedly, you screamed, arching your back, shaking all over, your toes stretched out, and some milk sprayed onto his chest.

"...You orgasm? cum just by being milked? You're such a mess." Toji snorted. He originally planned to allow you to orgasm while he was fucking you. As punishment, he doesn't wait for you to take a break from your first orgasm; then, he sucks carefully and rubs the other breast roughly. Sweet. It was sweet milk that poured into the mouth, and it was pretty smooth. Toji has never tasted better milk than this, and he knows it's your undiscovered, natural milk. The realization just made him harder - the bulge of his crotch rubbed against your soaked panties.

Still, he doesn't stop there. Your unsolicited orgasm doesn't stop him from fucking you. Toji ripped open your panties. You are again startled by the master's power among the messy whimpers and moans. He pushed aside the soggy fold, found the little clit waiting to be ravaged, and circled it with his thumb.

Like being hit by a sudden spring of lightning, the pleasure spreads from the position of the clitoris. You have never experienced such a feeling. All you can do is scream his name - your master, your beloved master. It's harder for him to hear your clingy mouth repeating his name. He moves his tongue from your milk and flicks the nipple with his finger, another little squirt and screaming - but you haven't orgasmed this time.

His round and thick cock dipped a little liquid and slowly sank into your shrinking wall. A little pain stretched out from the unexplored place, but the overwhelming flood of bliss overshadowed it. This is the master's dick. The one from the master is twitching in your stomach. Is this possible? Comfortable - so comfortable. Master...Toji...you wrap your arms around Toji's neck as his heavy balls slap your ass and your aching ass buried in the sofa. The couch rattles with each rough push, forcing you to moan invitingly petting.

Toji was only going to take care of the need during the milking session, but he enjoyed it so much - the tight little pussy squeezed his cock perfectly as he rammed and ravaged your sensitive flower core. He's now wondering why he didn't fuck you earlier and force you to offer him milk and take away your innocence forever. Really, it would be a waste if you belonged to the farm. Luckily you are his own pet cow. When you're going to be fucked, when you're going to be milked, it's all up to him.

Your eyes are out of focus, and your body is shaking and shaking with the beat of being fucked, muttering his name and words that you don't understand. It seems that you have reached the limit. And his wide cock sinks down to your cervix, stretches your thighs, and keeps pounding relentlessly loud slaps.

"Take it, my stupid girl. I'm going to fill your pussy with cum."

The seeds erupt on your cervix. The warm sensations that take over your core, the realization that your master fills up with cum, makes you spasm around his cock. His balls squeeze against your inside, making sure the twitching wall absorbs every seed drop.

"Toji..." You looked at him innocently, with exhaustion and aftertaste after orgasm.

He stared at your slightly open, lovable lips... and kissed.

-

Life is sweet and comfortable, and with Toji protecting you, you don't have to worry about anything.

Soon after, what Toji ordered arrived. That's a machine specially designed for cowgirls. He locks you in the machine every morning, watching your tits squeezed and the sweet milk pumped out of the transparent pump. That's an evil machine, really. In the process, the device first finds the position of the nipple and then attacks, sucks, and massages your sensitive breasts. Toji takes off your panties and fucks your pussy with fingers while you sob and moo during this process. Depending on his mood, he might fuck you after this or just leave you behind, and he does something else.

Master isn't just bullying you. He actually takes good care of you. Toji makes sure you're always full and sometimes rewards you with a delicious piece of strawberry cake, and you gleefully lick the strawberry juice and cream from his hands. You haven't tried starvation since you came here. Once, Toji took you around a big and beautiful place; you bit his sleeve and wanted a toy, so he bought you a little plush cow. Today, she is your little friend, sleeping and eating with you.

Toji even takes you out. On weekends, Toji puts on collars, bells, and suspenders skirt on you, and you know it's a sign you can play. Before going out, you often jumps upon his chest in excitement to demand the petting. He touches your head and horns.

However, your play is limited to rolling, running, and swinging on the grass. Toji tells you that making friends is terrible because they will put bad ideas into your little head. He takes you away whenever you look envious at the little pets rolling around in the park.

In a peaceful life, there are occasionally some tiny waves. Looking back now, you still hate the guy called "Neighbor." On this day, you follow the master's instructions and go to the kitchen to clean. The doorbell rang as you wiped the walls. Must be the master! All thoughts light up like holiday lights. You happily run to open the door, but it's an unfamiliar face. A man with a kind look.

"…Hello, miss, are you the only one at home? Is Mr. Fushiguro there?" This is a stranger. What should you do? Toji told you what to do, but- but… you don't remember…Your head down, confused. "...means…Toji?"

"That's right. Is he at home?" He smiled and said again after a while. "Um… cow girl, you look cute."

He reached out his hand and gently stroked your cheek. You blink and stare at him, looking a little dull. You have no experience with people, so you don't know how to respond.

"What the fuck are you doing to my pet?"

Familiar and sinister voice, with devastating rage. Master! The neighbor fled after stammering an apology. Your eyes lit up, and you threw yourself into his arms as always, but Toji grabbed you by the horns roughly, like the first day he met you.

-

Pleading is the only thing you can do. A century had passed, but the master's slapping still didn't stop. Toji spreads your legs to maintain your shameful position of exposing your little pussy. You know decent cow girls can dress now, and they only get spanked when they make a mistake - even though you don't understand the complex concept, the humiliation does burn in your heart.

"…Ma-master…I'm sorry! Forgive me…Moo…!!…It hurts…"

The skirt and panties have been brought down to your knees to ensure there are no coverings to mitigate the penalty. Stern slaps are waving, and a blistering and painful sensation is burning your cheeks. "Fucking little slut." He stopped, fingering your pussy. "How did I tell you? Don't talk to strangers. Where did you put my words? Do you want to be fucked by a man you don't know? Is that so?"

You sniffed and shook your head. Fear freezes inside you as soon as you think of someone other than Toji doing that to you.

"Do what you want. I don't care. Get out of here."

You grabbed his trousers and begged for forgiveness, with little promises of loyalty in your mouth. Despite this, the master ignored it and gave you a stern look before slamming the room's door.

-

You squatted in front of the master's room and sobbed, burying your face in your knees, still aching in your ass covered by the pretty little skirt. You do not care. Your mind is full of how to get Toji's forgiveness. As soon as you think that he may never forgive you or throw you out of the house, there is a strange feeling in your heart.

Is it pain? You stroked your chest, nothing happened here, but you felt the pain, like a tangled stuffed toy, like you accidentally touched the hot water in the kitchen. More than pain, more than that…

The TV in the living room has not been turned off. Toji sets program reminders for you to automatically switch channels as soon as your favorite show's broadcast time arrives. You don't want to watch it right now…but one of the character's lines catches your attention-

"…Why-why…you always bully me…."

You stared at the TV with tears in your eyes. It was a crying cow girl next to her bully. You hate that guy; that's the bad guy! For some reason, the guy didn't lift her skirt as usual to show others.

"…Okay, don't cry…." The man said uncomfortably. "…Because, because I like you…you're so cute…I can't help but want to bully you…."

...Like.

You covered your restless chest, is this feeling called "like"? Right. You like the master. Your master. Toji.

-

The knocking stopped gradually. You little idiot, you don't even know why he's jealous. His favoring and punishing you mean nothing at all.

Toji opens the door, intending to prepare dinner for you and re-discipline you, but when he searches the whole house and can't find you, he gritted his teeth - where did you go? You are an obedient calf who never tries to go out on your own. Damn, he shouldn't be mad at you. You probably thought you were going to be thrown away.

He took out his mobile phone from cursed spirit's mouth to check the location information, but you didn't wear a bell this time. Where did you go? Park. Playground. Supermarket. There is no trace of you in these places. He's starting to feel like you've been kidnapped. Little things like you. The result of being caught is being milked by that kind of perverted farm.

These all explain why when Toji finally finds you in the back garden of his house, he wants to put you on his lap again. And you, not knowing how much trouble you have caused your master, just stuffed him with the hidden strawberry, which is your treasure. He knew what happened to the mysteriously disappearing fruits at home now.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" He doesn't mind showing all the neighbors seeing you get spanked now.

"…This is a gift…." You didn't dare to look at him. "…Don't be mad…and…I like you…I like-like the master…."

"…I like Toji…."

Toji was silent for a while, then took your bag of strawberries, which were a little rotten. What's the use of hiding? You really are a fool. He raises you with the other hand, you sit on his arm, and you just wink innocently.

"Okay, but these are no longer edible. Shall we prepare your dinner now, pretty girl?"

-

A few nights later, you rubbed your eyes and prepared to sleep obediently, but the master stopped you.

"Hey, princess, didn't you say you want to sleep in the bed? Come up."

With starlight in your eyes, you jumped onto the bed excitedly. Soft. It's softer than you've ever experienced and has the faint scent of your master. You snuggle tightly to Toji's chest, talking to him about your chores, and he compliments you on how good a girl you are. You giggled, feeling like you've had a good dream.

Sometimes, Toji recalls the day he met you. He lied to you then, and he lied to himself. He didn't want a milk machine. He thinks you look cute and doesn't want you to be caught by that scumbag. Sometimes, he wonders what his life would be like if he never took that commission and never found out about your existence, and then he will find out how much you have changed his life. He couldn't say those words when he faced you, and then he called you stupid. Although he doesn't want to admit it, you are his favorite cow girl.

Cheaters /Cheating! Gojo x Cheating! Reader/

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~ Warnings: TW, dark content, boyfriend! Getou, mentions of verbal and physical abuse, best friend! Gojo, bestfriend! reader, belly bulging, mentions of forced sex/non-con, soft! Gojo, comforting! Gojo, gentle fucking, slight thigh fucking, alcohol, semi-drunk sex, restart first, cheating, quick fingering, squirting, claiming themes, getting caught

~ Reader: Female Reader

~ Plot: You and your best friend, Gojo, both stray from your abusive lovers at a party together..

~ Words: 3.646k

A/n: Loved writing the ending for this. Lost Lamb, Loser, and The Boy Next Door will also be updated as soon as possible! ^^

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Thank you for reading this bit! Enjoy!! <3

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Loud booming music filled your ears, a red cup in your hand that was filled halfway with a mix of different drinks. You didn't even know what you were tasting when you took a lazy sip; all you felt was a nice burn as it went down your throat.

The haze of colors streaming from the lights and the smell of weed and other substances filling your dull senses.

You didn't even want to be here, but your boyfriend, Getou Suguru, brought you.

But, right now, he wasn't even next to you, or hanging around you. He was busy grinding against some other girl with his hand on her hip and his other loosely holding his cup in the air.

His foggy eyes were glued to her ass; those same eyes that used to stare at you and make you feel better about everything. Long black hair pulled into a tight bun and a few strands glued to his forehead.

He used to be good; nice, charming, sweet.

At least, that's what you told yourself. Getou slapped you the other day and you made an excuse about it, thinking it was your fault for letting him be annoyed.

In reality, he never loved you, or even liked you. He just fucked you and that's it. Took you to parties when you didn't want to, messed with other girls and fucked them upstairs during it. He even dragged Gojo into it by fucking his girlfriend.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Speak of the devil; Gojo.

"H-Hey, Toru," Your voice sounded so small, frail. "How've you been?"

"Tired.." Gojo's eyes didn't sparkle, hiding behind black lenses as he took a sip of his drink. "But good."

You both had the same problem; your lovers were cheating on you and abusing you. Gojo got slapped and punched whenever he would be himself, it hurt your heart. He didn't tell anyone about it, but you could see the pain.

He was hurting, and so were you.

"Getou's with her again," You said, pointing over at the couple grinding in the middle of the room.

"Noticed. She always flocks Getou until they fuck."

Gojo's girlfriend was entangled in Getou's arms tightly, their sloppy kissing and dry humping was making you sick. But you were with him still, despite all the beating, bad mouthing and cheating, you were still in love.

Gojo, on the other hand, he didn't give a shit.

He was with her for no other reason than her being a bratty princess that he was being forced to take care of. Gojo was her shoulder to lean on after classes and parties; basically a free Uber driver.

"Wanna head upstairs?" He asked, motioning towards the second floor.

"Sure," You took one look at Getou sighed, following your friend towards the stairs.

Passing by groups of other college kids until you both found a free bedroom that didn't look touched. Entering, you were both blessed fresh air that didn't contain booze or weed as Gojo locked the door and sat on the bed, you following suit.

The air was tense for a while, though, as you both talked about school. Gojo though, soon spotted a mark on your neck he assumed was from your boyfriend.

"Has Getou hurt you again?" He asked bluntly, placing his cup on the nightstand and laying down.

You choked back a gasp, turning to him and staring. "No-"

"Don't bullshit me, Y/n." Gojo said, glaring at you. "Did Getou hurt you?"

Silence filled the air, tense and unbreakable for a few moments until Gojo sat up and pulled you into a tight, firm hug. The gesture warmed your heart, and you couldn't help but feel sad for your situation.

"He did. He told me I was worthless.. choked me... I..."

Getou's words echoing in your head all day was finally cleared by a simple hug for your best friend. Strong, but soft arms enveloped you in a tight embrace, one you didn't want to leave.

"I'm sorry, Y/n." Gojo's sore voice croaked hoarsely.

"For what?" You asked, wrapping your arms around Gojo's middle.

Pulling you into his lap, Gojo rocked you in his arms and gave your head soft pets. "For how you're being treated. I'm your best friend and I'm not even protecting you.."

"I hate what we deal with; we're being treated like trash by people who could give less of a rats ass about us. You don't deserve it, Y/n. You deserve none of it."

You didn't know you were crying until Gojo wiped a tear, smiling.

"But, I'll take care of you, okay?"

Nodding, you pressed your head to his chest and started to cry quietly. Gojo joins you with a soft sniff and a gentle squeeze, his tears running down his cheeks and into your hair. Sorrow filled the room quickly as you both cried into each other's arms.

"..Here, lemme see your face," Gojo chuckled, stopping his crying with a smile.

Lifting your head, you took in his reddened nose and rosy cheeks and giggled. He looked cute when he was this way, but you shouldn't say that.

"Let's get you all cleaned up, yeah?"

Cleaning off your cheeks with the back of his sleeve, Gojo chuckled and laughed when you'd squirm from him. But, it was nice. He was teasing you in the cutest way he's ever had before, and you didn't realize what was going to happen until you both took it a little too far.

"Stop teasing, you meanie!" You squealed, Gojo tickling your sides and laughing too.

"Stop crying first, pipsqueak!"

"I hate that nickname, Toru!!"

You pushed him down with all your might, his back hitting the bed with a loud thump. Both of you giggling messes as you both regained control over your breathing. Though, that stopped when you looked down at him.

Gojo's sunglasses had fallen off at some point and were now laying on the floor, exposing his blue eyes to you.

"What?" Gojo smiled, a sparkle in his eyes as he looked up at you.

He looks so happy.. You took a breath and licked your lips, Gojo watching your pink tongue loll out of your mouth. A small silence filled the air again, but it was different.

It had your heart racing, blood pumping through your veins and burning your cheeks. Gojo noticed it too, seeing the difference in your behavior, and rolled you over.

Resting on top of you, he glanced at your lips again.

"Y/n, uhm, can I do something?"

Eyes locked at his words, admiring them again as you considered his question. "Yeah."

He took a breath, the first one since this began and lowered his head down. Your body tensed when he kissed you; feeling his lips gliding against yours gently. Giving soft pecks to long and hard kisses until Gojo swiped his tongue over your lower lip and slipped it inside.

Your hands quickly pressed against Gojo's shoulders, instinctively pushing him away until a pop was heard and Gojo's flustered face appeared.

"Wh-Wha? What's wrong?" He asked, his cheeks blooming red.

"S-Sorry, it's instinct to me," You answered, looking down shamefully as you pressed your legs together.

"Getou, uh, he did stuff. A lot, so I'm scared you'll do the same."

Gojo's face hardened at your words, thinking about what Getou did to you; forcing you to have sex. It made him burn with rage, made him want to beat the living shit out of him for touching you the way he did. Gojo wanted to so badly, but the hurt in your eyes made him stay, to fix it.

To give you the ability to trust someone again.

"You can trust me, right?" Gojo asked, cupping your still damp cheek.

You looked up at Gojo, his blue eyes sincere and loving as they looked in yours. Of course you trusted him, it's just the fear it'd hurt was stuck in your heart.

"Yes," You started. "But, what if it hurts? Getou's done so much.."

Flashes of Getou hovering over you, a drunk sneer on his face as he forced his cock into you. Pining your arms to the bed above your head as pain hit you from below. The memories made you close your eyes and turn your face away, Gojo's brows pressing together as he got pissed at Getou.

"Face me, don't think of that prick, baby," Gojo whispered, leaning down to kiss your neck.

You faced him, eyes still closed as Gojo started kissing you again. Cupping your soft face in his hands and situating his knee between your thighs. Gently pressing his knee to your clit as a whine escaped you.

"Gojo.." You whimpered, your hands finding Gojo's wrists and holding onto them tightly. "Mmph.."

Gojo's tongue worked its way back into your mouth and you melted, tasting the slight sting of liqueur on his tongue. It tasted like cherry pop and vodka, and you loved it. Coming up for air, Gojo lowered his lips to your neck.

Gently sucking and kissing your skin while his hands roamed down your sides and ended at the hip. Squeezing your waist as he continues to make hickeys on your neck. Mewling under his touch, you tried to press your thighs together, but Gojo's knee stopped you.

Grinding into your heated sex until you moaned quietly.

"Are you feeling good? Safe?" Gojo asked between kisses, not leaving your neck.

"M-Mhm," You pressed your lips together to keep the noises at bay.

Gojo chuckled at your reluctance, but he didn't force you. Though, he did snake his fingers under your top, tickling your sides as they made their way up to your bust. Feeling out the soft fabric of your bra, Gojo found the clip in the front and began kissing your quivering lips again.

"You look so cute, Y/n," Gojo teased, your cheeks heating at his words. "Especially when you're a flustered little mess for me."

The emphasis on the last word sent a chill down your spine; his. Gojo's, not Getou's.

Without removing your shirt, Gojo pushed the pads to the sides and thumbed your left nipple. A tingle shot up your spine at the sensation, covering your mouth when a moan left you. Gojo smiled at this, gently tugging on your shirt to signal you.

"Do you mind taking this off for me?"

You nodded slowly, sitting up as Gojo lifted the shirt over your head. The bra fell behind you, so you tossed it onto the ground while Gojo's eyes darted down to your chest. He gave a small gasp, seeing your tits finally after waiting for so long.

He had dreams of them recently, but he didn't know they'd be perfect for him.

The perfect shape, the different marks. Your little nipples that almost seemed to gleam from the light of the lamp; so perky and full but small and enough to grab. Gojo didn't have the words, but if this is what your chest looked like, he couldn't even begin to imagine what your climax will be like.

"Jesus," He muttered, cupping one in each hand and traced a thumb over each areola. "They look so good, Y/n. Damn.."

"They do?" You asked, looking down at Gojo's hands. "Never noticed."

"Well they are, so you better believe it."

Gojo pushed you into the bed again, sucking on your right nipple and tweaking the other with his thumb and pointer. A sharp breath was taken by you as Gojo fiddled with your nipples. His lips sucking on your bud and swirled his tongue around the erect point.

"A-Aah!" You whimpered, your knuckles turning white as you clutched the bed sheets with all your might. "I-I.. mmph~!"

"Oh? You like this, yeah?"

"M-Mhm!"

Gojo snickered, in a teasing way yet again, and continued to suck your nipples greedily. Like a hungry baby, he stimulated your pert breasts, alternating his mouth from bud to bud until you started to twitch violently.

"Is it too much, baby?" He asked, releasing your nipple with a pop.

"N-No, please.." Your voice came out in a hoarse whine. "Don't stop, it felt so good.. please."

"Oh? But don't you want to see my cock? In all honesty, it's nothing fancy, but I think you'd take quite a liking to it..~"

And he was right; you found it rather.. nice, to look at.

Nicely trimmed pubic hair and the size was a little about average, but holding it in your hand wasn't as easy as you thought. Fingertips barely touching as you squeezed and lifted your hand. Deep groans left Gojo as you did this, though he stopped you after a few moments.

"You don't have to d-do that, baby," Gojo chuckled weakly, lifting your hand up and kissing your fingers and knuckles. "I'm not going to make you do that, it's too vulgar for a pretty thing like you."

Your cheeks flushed a bright red, avoiding his gaze and moments passed before Gojo lifted your eyes back to him and kissed you.

"Don't look away from me, baby. Just look at me and tell me when anything hurts or doesn't feel good, it's all about you right now."

Giving a firm nod as a signal to continue, Gojo dipped his head down and slicked up your entrance quickly. In moments, Gojo had two digits knuckle deep inside your pussy. Pumping them and curling them into your spongy heat, working your puffy walls for all their worth until you let out a cry and squirted on his palm.

The clear liquid ran down his hand and down onto his pumping fingers, slicking them up before an orgasm was ripped from your lungs and your back arched into the soft mattress.

With your damp hair stuck to your forehead, you looked up at Gojo with clouded eyes and gave a soft smile. "Th-Thank you, S-Satoru.."

Gojo didn't know if he got harder, or nutted, but he didn't fucking care. He wanted to go balls deep inside your clenching pussy and wreck it like it was his. And it was, it was his pussy now; he was going to fuck it and he was going to make you scream his name. Without a moment of hesitation, Gojo situated himself and rubbed his engorged tip against your puffy lips.

Watching your expression until he pushed past your soft walls, only then did he let out a deep groan. You felt so well wrapped around his shaft, warm and gushing like a faucet. Wet and lewd noises were made as Gojo pushed deeper, his long cock stretching your pussy lips with a new ache that made you see stars.

You let out a soft gasp when you felt the head hit your womb, completely sheathed inside your hole. Circling his hips, Gojo rested his hands on either side of your head and glanced up at you, almost letting out a sob when he saw you.

Flushed cheeks and teary eyes, dewy tears that fell from the corners and down your cheeks. Wiping them away, Gojo bent down and pressed a gentle kiss to each warm check and fanned a cold breath to your ear. Giving your hip a gentle squeeze, Gojo kissed down your neck and started to rock his hips.

Pulling his aching cock from your soft mound, his let out a sound that almost sounded like a quiet sob before pushing back into your cunt. Repeating this until you were both crying for more of this.

This new pleasure that felt so much better together rather than with Getou or that whore of a girlfriend.

"You sound so good, baby." Gojo moaned, an almost high pitch to them as he bent down to pepper your lips with kisses. "Such a good girl you are for me, so cute and pretty with those cute lips.."

Kiss after kiss he spilled praise, making your feel full beyond sex. Full of love and being love, the feeling of being wanted past your body and looks. It felt so good, having Gojo inside you, but also let you feel more rather than be used. Even your moans and cries were louder than the sobs that Getou would force out of you.

These feelings in your heart were pooling out of you like your slick, feverishly kissing Gojo's lips. Saliva and tongue molding in your mouths perfectly, moans and whimpers being shared that you'd never let Getou hear. Wrapping your legs around Gojo's hips, he lifted your waist and hit your insides with a new angle.

"U-Uuhn! G-Gojo, 'm gonna cum!" You cried, reaching down and circling your swollen clit with your finger. "Gonna cum so hard, please fill me up! Please!"

"Do it," Satoru whispered in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine as he rocked his hips. "Do it. Cum on my cock and scream my name."

Choking on a moan, your back arched and your fingers dug into Gojo's flexing bicep, crying out his name like a mantra with the lewdest and most wanton moans that you could muster. Gojo came shortly after, filling your gushing cunny to the brim with his seed and marking you as his. Cupping your face in his large hands, Gojo and you shared some sloppy kisses until there was loud banging on the door.

"Gojo, get the fuck out here!" The voice of Getou Suguru rang from the other side of the locked door. "I know your fucking that slut in there, so get the fuck out here!"

Gojo rolled his eyes, kissing you a few more times before pulling from your nethers and kissing down your happy trail. Kissing your abdomen, Getou's ordering didn't stop as Gojo locked lips with your clit. A weak moan left you at this, covering your mouth quickly and looking at the door. Gojo sucked and licked your clit and soppy cunny with a feral vigor.

Knowing that Getou could hear your moans from inside your locked room, it made a fire burn in his gut. Wanting to prove to him that you didn't belong to Getou anymore; but to him. The one that actually cared, the one that wanted to treat you like the queen you were.

"Go ahead, baby," Gojo muttered from his place between your thighs. "Moan my name, it's okay. I won't let him hurt you anymore. I'll make you feel like a goddess everyday, just moan my name forever."

Your eyes widened at this, pressing your thighs against Gojo's face and cage him. A groan left him when he felt your soft skin against him, even closing his pretty blue eyes as a submissive look overcame him. He looked so hot, delving his tongue deep into your cunt and swirling the sloppy muscle around. Tasting his semen on his tongue and moaning, sucking out every drop and making you cum.

"Yes, baby! Yes, keep coming for me!" Gojo cried, who had started stroking himself.

So lewd. You thought to yourself, grinding down onto Gojo's lips and sobbing. The headboard slammed against the wall hard, almost canceling out Getou's loud banging on the door.

Gojo didn't last much longer than a few moments as he sprayed his cum all over the bed. Soft moans and groans spilled from his glossy pink lips as he sat up and pumped his hand, squeezing his base and letting a cum-shot hit your tummy. Whimpering, Gojo finally released his trembling cock and rested his body weight on top of you.

Kissing and sucking on your lower lip and making the cutest moans you've ever heard a man make. Once Gojo was done with that, he reached down and grabbed his T-shirt, balled it up, and started wiping off the cum that had landed on your tummy.

"Oh, Gojo, you don't need to use that-" You started, but were silenced with a kiss.

"Yes, I do. I need to clean you up. It's called aftercare."

"Oh."

Spreading your legs, Gojo worked his shirt over your creamy cunt. Finally, Getou left, probably taking Gojo's girl with him, and left the party. After cleaning you off and getting you dressed, Gojo got himself cleaned off and clothed before picking you up bridal style and unlocking the door.

"I'm taking you home to my place for the night." Gojo grinned ear to ear at the thought, seeing your cheeks flush an adorable pink as he took you down the stairs. "Thankfully, my ex doesn't have a key so she can't come in."

You nodded, nibbling on your lower lip as you and Gojo exited the party. Heading towards his car, he placed you down next to the passengers side and unlocked the door. Opening it and making sure you were buckled in and ready to go and closed the door.

Gojo fixed his pants and hair for a moment before getting into his side of the car and starting it up. Getou appeared, of course, and started yelling at Gojo through the window. Only for Gojo's engine to roar to life and block him out.

"Let's get going, cutie." Gojo smiled, leaning over his arm and pressing a sweet kiss to your cheek.

Ending the night off with another round or two at his house, Gojo had pulled you into his arms and cuddled you to sleep. Waking up that next morning and having Getou and Gojo's ex arrested while you were sleeping and telling you in the morning.

"They're both gone," He smiled, wrapping his strong arms around you and rocking you both side to side. "They're not hurting you or me anymore.."

"Gojo, I don't know what to say.."

"Just say 'yes', please?"

"Yes to what?"

Gojo smirked, turning to you and holding your hands in his, leaning forward and kissing your lips softly like it was your first.

"Say yes to being mine."

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A/n:: I hope you enjoyed the drabble (honestly it was longer than hoped, but I enjoyed writing the ending and having it on a happy note.) Hope you enjoyed it, and I'm sorry for such slow updates!

[Posted: May 4, 2022]

~Property of sakuraryomen01™ Please do not steal, copy or repost onto any other platform

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ITTO - DATING APP HCS

WARNING: SMUT

PAIRING: ITTO X FEM READER

Where do I even begin here? Ugh, lol. Raunchy sex, lots of crack and Itto being head over heels with his Little Bumble Bee. I will just say I might be ashamed of some of the things I wrote here xD

“Plot thicker than Itto’s cock” - review courtesy of my lovely beta reader

Hypothetically speaking, how hard can it be to find a handsome but cute guy with the physique of a bodybuilder and a cock bigger than your dreams? Turns out, not that difficult at all. Especially if you aren’t particularly fussy about his intelligence level. You don’t need another Mr Smarty-Pants with a genius IQ score. Archons forbid. You have had enough of men like these. All you are hoping for right now is a good fuck. A good old pussy pleaser with a charming face to sit on. 

And that is when you swipe right, drooling not too respectfully at the sight of an Oni. An Oni going by the name of Itto, sitting a bit too proudly in his jet-black, too-tight, look-at-my-enormous-dick leather pants on his equally big and just as a black motorcycle.

The smile on his face is promiscuous, too obvious to mistake it for anything else than ‘I will ruin your pussy’ promise hidden behind the upward curve of his lips. BINGO. That’s exactly what you are looking for!

HOLY SHIT! It is a match too!

You assumed it would be more trying of an experience than that. What should you do? Hit him up? Sure, you are looking for a fuck buddy, but you still need to be a little bit…, how do they call it? Hard-to-get? Yeah, yeah. That’s it. This is what you read on the Internet after you had been dumped by your ex - ‘flirt with them, but play hard to get.’ Men love the chase. You wish you had googled that before your previous relationship went up in flames together with the last shreds of your dignity. NO MORE HEARTBREAKS. You don’t need men. You just want their cocks.

DING-DING

The phone buzzes, interfering with your moment of eye-opening revelation.

From: Arataki Itto

Hey, bbby gorilla. I bet you smiled when you saw my name pop up on the screen just now :D

You re-read the message a couple of times, thinking that maybe you were too generous about the ‘doesn’t have to be that intelligent’ rule. Haven’t you seen something similar on the Internet already? You know auto-correct can be cruel, but this should be classified as straight-up meme material.

From: Arataki Itto

Baby grill*, sorry!

Should you take screenshots? Your friends would have a field day mocking you and your first failed attempt at finding a hookup. Hey, let’s give him a chance. Maybe, just maybe, it won’t be that bad.

From: Arataki Itto

Dayum, man, this shit is wild. Ignore that, yeah? So, whassup, Sweetie? Can’t believe I fished out such a pretty little thing. Look at you, fancy rags you are sporting there. Isn’t it uncomfortable to wear it every day?

You could be asking him the same thing. His dick cannot be happy, begging for more room in his male-hooker trousers.

To: Arataki Itto

Are you referring to my clothes? It is called a suit. I wear it to work.

You realise that you sound more condescending than it would be generally acceptable, considering the fact that you really want to bounce on that dick sometime soon. Itto doesn’t seem to pick up on it, though?

From: Arataki Itto

WOah, Dude. Are you some kind of businesswoman? 

Yeah, he totally did not get it. He is the most oblivious person in the whole Teyvat. No doubt. You are still counting on a good dick, though.

To: Arataki Itto

Yeah, you might say so. I run my own company.

You don’t want to reveal too much. You are not looking for a hand-in-marriage, duh. He doesn’t necessarily need to know how rich you are. Well, probably he will discover sooner or later, but that’s just not important now. You have a clear goal in mind. After a year of life resembling that of nuns, you really need to let off some steam.

From: Arataki Itto

NO SHIT! That’s so cool, man! I don’t really know much about that. But, I am also someone you might call a big shot, like yourself. Wanna know what I do? :D

You snort out loud, grateful to Archons that you didn’t get to exchange messages with this big dumb-dumb during one of your business meetings.

To: Arataki Itto

Well, let me guess. You are a fearless gang leader and a multiple champion of bug fights? :)

You hit the send button, fully expecting him to tease you back.

From: Arataki Itto

Holy shieet, no way? How did you know? You important people really have your way with things, don’t you? Sweetie, you are a keeper.

The sip of coffee you took ended up jetting out of your face, splashing on the documents and your desk.

To: Arataki Itto

No, Itto. I just read your profile info?

There is a longer period of silence in which you deal with the mess of your soaked papers while all cogs in Itto’s brain come to a screeching halt.

From: Arataki Itto

Sure, I was just fooling with you, Babe. You are a sharp one, though. Cool. Anyways, Sweets, fancy meeting me soon???

Yeah. For some inexplicable reason, you send him a short ‘yes’ answer before your common sense can convince you otherwise.

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Childe x Zhongli - POLYAMOROUS HCS vol 2

This is the second part of my POLYAMOROUS Childe / Zhongli / FEM reader HCS. It’s a shameless smut and lots of fluff. Be warned.

LINK TO THE FIRST PART

WARNING: NSFW, GAY CONTENT, FEM READER / ZHONGLI / CHILDE POLYAMOROUS RELATIONSHIP

„I-I don’t understand.”

Your fearful eyes leap between two men dining with you at the high-end Liyuean restaurant. Despite doing your utmost to breathe steadily through your nose, the air catches in your throat when Childe slides his right hand across the table with a very familiar-looking cloth bag crumpled in his fist. The ocean blue pupils squint at you, making your insides swirl as if you were spinning on a merry-go-round. You latch on to the chair, fidgety. The ginger’s searing gaze turns the cosy, dimly-lit room into a cage.

„What is it that you don’t understand, Doll, huh?”

Precious minutes pass in silence, and you find yourself wishing you had some superpowers that would allow you to vanish off the face of the earth. Childe doesn’t budge. Just waits and waits, exuding the aura of rapidly thinning patience. Even Mr Zhongli appears extra tense, tapping the graceful fingers on the silky tablecloth. He looks through you with his dragon eyes, narrowing into twinkling crescents.

„I, erm, I’m not sure what you’re implying here, Childe b-bu—,”

You wanted to test the waters, but it was exactly what the ginger had been pining after.

„Implying?”

Childe snickers, dramatically gesturing towards the brunet to check if he also heard that nonsense. Zhongli replies, arching his perfect eyebrow.

„I’m not implying anything, Girlie.”

He moves his chair closer to you, tucking the lone strand of hair behind your ear. Your whole body shivers and shakes as if you were coming down with a nasty cold.

„I’m merely informing you, Sweetheart, that I know you watched how we fucked in the office.”

You stare at him with your eyes wide open, unable to shut under the weight of Childe’s wry, almost sadistic smile.

„No!”

It’s like you are cornered, collapsing into yourself with humiliation. Cheeks burn badly as if branded with a hot iron, but these are only the ginger’s prying fingers, sinking to your chin. He grasps it firmly, guides your face to focus back on his.

„Yes.”

He says softly, too meekly to resemble the intense man you know. He presses on towards you. His knees bump into yours underneath the table. Shit, he is so close.

„No, n-no—,”

You shake your head, shiver after shiver shrinking back into the chair.

„Oh, yes, Doll. Yes, you did.”

The ginger torments, turning nastier with each weak sound of protest breaking free from your quivering lips. You look delicious to him like that, down from your curling toes to the welling with timid tears eyes.

„And you know what? I saw how you finger-fucked yourself till your legs couldn’t carry you anymore. I saw how you were trembling, covering those pretty lips to muffle your moans.”

He stops for a moment to take a long, ragged breath. The restless fingers wander lower, finding purchase around your neck. He doesn’t press hard, just lets them rest there, protectively swathing your neck like a scarf. You feel his pulse thundering against the veins of his wrist. The hustle and bustle of the restaurant is now muted, body plunging into the bottomless pit of Childe’s warped, kinky accusations. The heat rises under your skin. You part your lips to retaliate, defend yourself somehow, but a pitiful gasp makes it out of your tight throat once your eyes land on Mr Zhongli’s darkened features.

„Oh?”

Childe notices how you shift your focus to the observant, stoic brunet. Only this time, Mr Zhongli’s tie is loosened, inappropriately divulging the patch of jade-white, unblemished skin. That’s so uncomely for the always mellow and collected older man. To see him reveal his skin in public? Most shocking. Archons above, are you lusting over the old man’s snippet of bare skin? 

„Don’t worry, Doll. Your beloved Mr Zhongli saw it too.”

He tilts his head, going for your sensitive ear.

„Together with me, he thoroughly enjoyed watching the footage from the security cameras.”

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Do you ever think about rich boy gojo in a college au :( because i do :(

tags: fem! reader, slight dry humping, fingering, unprotected sex, creampie, car sex

part 1.1 ; part 1.2 ; part 2

gojo satoru is the most agitating guy you know—and you tell yourself that you can’t stand him.

he’s got an obnoxiously fancy car he revs the engine of, he wears annoyingly expensive clothes to an eight am class that everyone else shows to in sweats, he shows up with the newest everything as soon as it’s out, and he really does think he can get whatever he wants, whenever he wants.

you think someone ought to tell him no just once in his life, that someone should put him in his place and teach him just how life works—not everyone has trust funds to fall back on, and not everyone cares for his little pout that always gets him anything he says.

but gojo satoru is painfully attractive, and he’s painfully attracted to you—and you can only push whenever he pulls so many times before your resolve weakens. he’s a cocky bastard, and he thinks everything in life is a breeze that he doesn’t have to work for, but he’s hard to resist—no matter how many times you tell yourself that you’ll resist.

it’s hot, and gojo’s breath on your neck is only added heat as his hands wander up your hips, squeezing them and pulling you closer on his lap. you gasp, and he smirks against your skin, reclining the leather seat of his car back so you both have more room.

“never happening,” he mocks your voice with a high pitch to his, sucking on your skin and surely leaving marks. you try your best to glare at him—and he feels his boxers tighten at your persistence. “looks to me like it’s happening, sweetheart,” he continues to try and get under your skin, and you grip his shoulders tightly, nails digging into his skin through his shirt.

“you asked for a date,” you bite back, “fucking in your car is not a date. this has no feelings attached,” you say firmly, and he pouts, bucking his hips up so that his erection rubs against your clothed clit, making you both shudder. he lets out a soft groan, and your breath hitches in your throat.

“trying to hurt my feelings, sweetheart?” he pouts deeper, but his eyes are amused, and it makes you hate him even more. there’s never any winning with gojo satoru, even when you think you’ve got him right where it hurts, there’s never any beating him.

and there’s something about him that lights you up—the way he’s so out of reach, the way he’s so out of your league. you’re in two different worlds, and no matter how much gojo tries to pull you into his, you’ll never belong. it’s easier this way, hating him and his privilege and his cockiness—it’s so much easier than fighting for a spot that was never yours in the first place.

and even when he prods his fingers into your entrance, curling his digits and rubbing his palm over your clit, even as he presses soft kisses to your collarbone and neck, trailing them up your jaw, even as you unravel on his fingers and clench around them as you cum, you tell yourself gojo satoru will never be yours—and you’ll certainly never give him the pleasure of calling you his.

“gojo—”

“satoru,” he corrects, and there’s a certain authority in his tone that leaves no room for arguments. it only makes you want to argue with him more, to push his buttons more and repeat his surname again just to get under his skin, but you can’t think straight anymore when he sinks you onto his swollen cock, pushing past your slick folds and making you feel so full. “say it—say satoru,” he demands.

you can’t help but cry out a whiny, “s-satoru!” when he snaps his hips up, slamming into your cunt and hitting the spot that makes you see stars with his tip.

gojo doesn’t understand why you don’t want him—he could give you everything you want with a snap of his fingers and swipe of his card, but more than that, he’s willing to give you parts him underneath too. parts of him that no one’s seen, that no one’s heard of, that no one’s even thought existed. gojo wants to give you everything he is.

you’re different. so different.

you put him in his place, you test his limits, and you make him feel alive. you don’t give him the importance everyone else does, and he craves being someone to you—because he knows it’ll be for all the right reasons.

the drag of his cock makes you delirious, and the way you clench around his length makes him gasp, moaning loudly into your neck as he buries his face into the crook of it. your hands wander to his sweaty locks, tugging at the roots and making him quietly whimper against your skin.

“f-fuck,” he grunts, “been dreaming about this for so long, been dreaming of your pussy for so long,” he rasps, and the angling of his pelvis along with you bouncing on his stiff cock makes his head spin. he wants more, more of you. he wants to see you sprawled beneath him on his king sized bed, tits bouncing as he slams into your dripping cunt over and over. he wants to collapse beside your body after you’re both spent, feeling the drag of your fingertip on his bare chest as you trace patterns while he pulls you into his arms.

he’s never dreamt about these things for anyone else—and he’s so frustratedly hooked on you. he needs more, needs everything, needs to have all of you in the palm of his hand.

and for the first time in his life, gojo satoru feels like he has nothing. he has nothing if he doesn’t have you.

“satoru,” you gasp, and against your better judgement, you lean in and pull him into a heated kiss, teeth and tongue and muffled moans mingling as your lips collide.

“i know,” he groans, and you feel the coil in your belly start to unravel at his voice alone, deep and husky and needy all at once. “i know, baby.”

and if it were any other time, you’d scoff and tell him off for calling you that pet name, but this time is makes you whine, thighs quivering as you near your high, and the twitch of his cock tells you he’s close to follow.

gojo throws his head back against the driver’s seat of his car, mouth agape as he moans loudly. there’s an ache between his legs—he’s so close, and you feel so good, squeezing around him so tight, he knows he can’t let this be the last time he fucks you. no one will ever take his cock like this, and no one will ever make him cum as hard as he knows he’s about to.

“c-close, toru,” you gasp, biting your lip as you fight your eyes to stay open and stare at him falling apart right before you. he’s so beautiful, sweaty skin glistening and swollen lips parted. he whines quietly, and slowly, you both inch your heads closer, foreheads meeting as your breaths fan across your faces with each strangled gasp.

“ngh—shit, ‘m c-cumming,” he grunts, and with a few more thrusts, he’s spilling his hot cum into you, painting your walls white as he chokes on a cry. “oh fuck,” he rasps, “fuck, baby.”

and when you reach your orgasm for the second time, you pull his lips into a heated kiss once more, muffled whines pouring into his lips that he drinks in greedily, arms wrapping around you tighter, pulling you closer, feeling you nearer.

you both pant as you finish, cum dripping down your thighs and leaving a mess, but you can’t find it in yourself to care as you slump onto his chest, cheek pressing against it and feeling his heart hammer as he rubs your back slowly while he catches his breath.

“this isn’t a date,” you remind him sternly after you’ve both recovered, “i don’t let people fuck me on the first date.” he chuckles quietly, pressing a soft kiss to your temple, pulling you impossibly closer.

gojo finally knows what it’s like to have you in his arms, and maybe it’s only temporary for now, but one taste has him determined to make sure it’s not temporary for long.

“that’s okay,” he says with a smirk, but if you’d looked into his eyes, you’d see a softness to them—fond and filled with affection. “but i still want you, and i always get what i want, sweetheart.”

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Wolf Hybrid! Kageyama Tobio x Reader (Hybrid Au)

- my first time writing for Kageyama + hybrid au, he fits the wolf hybrid theme so well. final commission post for @nightmarelilyxd​ ! tysm for being patient <33

You were his to protect the moment you picked him at the adoption centre, his to fuck, his to breed.

Warnings: kageyama shifts between his human form/ wolf form, wolf ears + tail, smut, slight dub/non con, slight somnophilia, pet play(?), this is literal porn w/o plot, breeding kink

Kageyama never really understood why you picked him.

You strolled right past the other hybrids practically vying for your attention and pointed a single, pretty manicured nail at him with an equally pretty smile before you opened your mouth, “I want to adopt this one.”

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—𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞

pairing: half-dragon emperor!zhongli x afab!reader

w/c: 2.9k

warning: smut, 18+ content, minors do not interact

disclaimer: there is no pronouns for reader but they are afab, reader is a concubine, emperor au, slight angst, some guizhong x zhongli, monster-fucking, zhongli has some patches os scales, horns and fangs, tongue fucking, zhongli’s tongue grows, cunniligus, breeding, dick bulge, zhongli has a unique dick, marking, mention of blood, size kink, full nelson, overstimulation, dacryphila, implied size kink, reader passes out, unedited

summary: after being gifted with immortality after being exchanged to becoming one of the emperor’s concubines, you noticed he is acting very strange this springtime.

a/n: this is my first submission for my monsterfucker may collab! I hope you guys enjoy it

The empire known as Liyue was an extremely prosperous nation, holding many luxuries as trade seemingly thrived. The emperor, Zhongli, was always celebrated, triumphing and gaining more land, more gold and more commodities for his people.

He was ethereal, untouchable to so many people. People couldn’t believe he was human, but only a few people on the other side of the large pearly gates of his palace knew otherwise. Regardless of his humanistic face and body, a dragon lay underneath it—strong, powerful, and unforgiving.

“Pardon, the emperor, has requested to see you. He’s currently in his chambers,” a servant murmured towards you. His esteemed secretary, Ganyu, gave you a small smile. She was always timid and reserved, doing her tasks to perfection regardless of whatever ridiculous request other concubines would ask of her. As a sigh escaped your lips, you nodded your head getting up from your place at your desk.

Although the emperor has thrived for years, the blood staining his hand had known heartbreak and hurt. The emperor once had a wife—the beautiful, kind, collected Guizhong. She did her best to let the culture of Liyue thrive as Zhongli focused on his countless battles. Art, calligraphy, music, dance—Liyue owed a lot to her.

The sweet white-haired empress fell ill though, a disease unknown and incurable despite the many doctors Zhongli commissioned from around the world. It was said, he refused to be there when she took her last break, soft ruby eyes of her going dull.

In order to get worried nobles and artisans off of his back, Zhongli soon created the concubine system. Beautiful women from the various regions of Liyue soon flocked and decorated the once barren palace. Still, Zhongli did not indulge them—hiding away in his studies. It had been a millennium since her passing, and yet he closed the world and his heart off.

You were sure why you were chosen as a concubine either. You were from Liyue, only a traveler that was down on their luck. As you were on the ground, trying to recover some strength from walking hours—golden laid down on you. His expression was unreadable, his hand reaching out towards you.

And you took it without a second thought, not once fearing the monster in a human disguise.

Instead of rags, lay fine silk covering your form. Instead of dirt, jewels decorated your body. Instead of mortality, you were blessed to be immortal. You even had specialized servants there to listen to your every need.

And like the others, he did not touch you once in all these years.

“Thank you for letting me know Ganyu, I’ll be on my way,” you replied. As you left your abode, the halls of the palace seemed more deserted than usual. It always seemed to have someone hanging out there, drinking wine, chatting, etc.—yet none of that could be seen. Your stomach churned as you headed towards the east wing of the estate.

Something just didn’t seem right.

Your face felt warm when you finally discovered where he was in his chambers. The emperor was in a bath. His eyes were closed, long hair drifting down the milky water like a stream. Flowers floated among it as the smell of glaze lilies drifted heavily in the air.

“...Please join me in the other tub. The servants have already added milk, honey, and flowers. I hope it is to your liking,” his deep voice reverberated. Your eyes drifted down momentarily, your heart throbbing in your chest. Zhongli had not touched you once, and now he wished to see you bare in a tub next to his.

The contract you signed in mystic golden ink flashed in your head.

You chose this title. You accepted being his concubine for his luxuries and royalties. He must finally want his share of his agreement.

You slowly took off the sash of your hanfu, letting the various expensive fabrics fall on the tile floor. A shiver took over your body as it tried to adjust to the sudden temperature. You swiftly headed towards the bath, sinking into the sweet water with a loud plop. Water sloshed around before it finally calmed and adjusted to your sudden change.

The water was warm, as it tried to tempt your body to relax. You couldn’t though, not when the emperor was in the tub next to you—eyes still closed.

“You wanted me, my lord,” you murmured. He let out a deep sigh, nose slightly whistling before finally letting his eyes open. Those pupils of his always pierced your own—golden like the sun shaped as if it were a citrine gemstone on top of honey-hued irises.

Your eyes narrowed gazing at a patch seemingly glowing from the light of the window. A patch of golden scales lay on his cheek. Was he beginning to shed his human disguise? You have not once seen the scale on his skin before. Even though you knew of his status, he never showed any of those traits openly like this.

“Zhongli, are you alright? I apologize if I’m speaking out of term, but you don’t seem to be acting like yourself,” your murmured. You caved in to the water hearing him chuckle, almost amused at your statement.

“Do you think so, I think I’m actually beginning to act like myself, my dear,” he replied. My dear? That was new too…

Zhongli rose from the tub, letting his nude form be free to your gaze. As much as you were tempted to turn away, your eyes lay focused on his cock. He was big and so thick. He was fully erect as well. Patches of various scales were scattered at different parts of his body too.

“M-Zhongli!” you stammered out, getting up from the tub as well. Zhongli could only smile, gaze darkening in lust and desire at your form. He slowly got closer to you, large hands holding your side on the base of the bathtub. You could feel sharp nails poking where he felt you, as he leaned in closer—lips whispers away from yours. Your lips quivered at the anticipation, feeling his soft lips hover on top of yours.

“Are you still alright with this, I didn’t clear you from your busy schedule did I,” he murmured. You nodded your head

“N-No…but, I don’t mind. This is what I agreed to when you saved me that day Zhongli,” you whispered back. Zhongli only grunted, capturing your lips finally. As your eyes fluttered closed, you noticed how rough he was, almost taking your breath away in the process. His lips parted, letting his tongue come and savor you. His hands had begun trailing up and down your curves as well, as if memorizing the way your skin felt underneath his touch.

You felt something slightly painful beginning to poke at your bottom lip. The familiar taste of iron hit your tongue. Zhongli leaned out, letting you get a glimpse of the long canines protruding from his teeth. Your eyes widened, noticing the horns that also materialized on the sides of his head.

His human disguise was really beginning to dissipate.

His lips only curled into a smirk, leaving a chaste kiss on your cheek before littering them slowly and slowly to your form—your neck, your shoulder, your breasts, your naval, your thigh—letting that sweet taste of honey and milk stain those petal-like lips of his.

He moved your legs wider, getting a better look at your entrance. Your body shivered, feeling his lips connect with your clit, the familiar sensation of pleasure was beginning to burn inside of you. His tongue prodded out, beginning to swipe his tongue along the bundle of nerves, groaning as he could feel your juices beginning to leak out and coat your folds.

“Mmm. I don’t know whether this is from the bath but you taste so sweet my dear,” he murmured out as a moan coaxed out of you as your hands darted up to reach his horns, tightly gripping them to stay steady. His eyes flickered up to you momentarily in surprise only to close once more to properly savor his meal.

Zhongli sucked hard on your clit, lifting it up with the amount of fervor he had, watching it jump back into place once he finally let it go. His tongue maneuvered around the bud too, only drifting away at times to go back and flicker along the actual nub.

His fingers traveled to both of your folds, stretching you out wider for him to continue his abuse on your clit. His tongue slowly drifted down to your puckering hole, pushing it inside as his fingers replaced where his lips once were.

“H-How is this possible. F-Fuck!,” you moaned out. Your eyes blew wide, squirming under his grasp as you felt his tongue reach deeper and deeper inside of you. Your walls fluttered, clamping down at his inhumanely long tongue hitting the deepest parts of you. Your body shook as the pleasure began getting overwhelming for you. With slow, meticulous circles rubbing along your throbbing clit and his tongue somehow curving up and hitting that other sensitive part inside of you.

Your legs caved in his heavy, pushing his face deeper in your crotch with your grip still on his horns. You could feel his lips forming a smirk, as his factions began going faster and faster. His tongue drilled in and out of you, fingers rapidly rubbing your clit. He was slurping loudly, your essence dripping down on the tile.

“M’gonna. M’gonna. Zhongli!!!” you screamed out, back-arching as you finally reached your peak. With your tear-pricked eyes rolled back, your body convulsed trying to recover from the immense orgasm that just rocked you.

When Zhongli finally raised his head away from your hole, your half-lidded eyes noticed his tongue was normal, swiping your slick coating his fingers. His cheeks held a rosy hue, almost as if he was shy all of a sudden. As you let your back fall backward, Zhongli quickly held an arm out, cradling you in them.

“Are you alright?” he murmured out. A flash of confusion hit your expression. You wondered why he was being so attentive and caring, for someone who seduced you not even 10 minutes ago.

“Y-Yeah…” you croaked out. Zhongli sighed once more, eyes drifting down to the floor. His gaze hardened, grip on you getting tighter.

“...I want to apologize. I lost my composure and ended up dragging you into this. I did not wish for you, or anyone to see this side of myself,” Zhongli murmured. You didn’t respond, only drifting your hands up and pressing it on the patch of scales on his cheek. His eyes momentarily widened but softened as he leaned against your touch.

“Spring is a beautiful season for almost everyone. The bitterness of the cold is gone, there is a new harvest and treats to eat, even the glaze lilies I adore so much bloom beautifully at this time,” Zhongli hummed with a slight smile. His lips soon after curved down, eyebrows furrowed in frustration and sadness.

“But it’s a reminder that as much as I’d like to be human, I’m not. Humans don’t go through ruts. Humans don’t lose themselves in lust. Humans don’t have an unbeatable desire as I do,” he sighed.

“Most years I have managed to close myself off and deal with my…issues alone, but I noticed you outside walking around the garden in the window and I completely lost control. I sincerely apologize from the bottom of my heart for putting you through that. Let’s get you up and hydrated. I’m sure Ganyu is already worried and will gladly take care of you—”

“But who's going to take care of you, my lord?” you whispered. Zhongli flattened his lips, not answering your question. The patch of scales under your touch was jarring, they were rough and juxtaposed against the rest of his soft smooth skin.

“...I don’t mind assisting. I agreed to take care of your needs when I signed that contract years ago Zhongli. Let me do this for you for everything you’ve done for me…” you murmur back to him. Zhongli gulped, fighting a subconscious battle with himself, before pressing a kiss on your thigh.

“You know I won’t be this calm and gentle when I lose myself again. This is a temporary moment of tranquility…” he replied back. You chuckled, lifting your lips to his forehead.

“I figured as much…”

His lips captured your once more, as you laid in his bed. His hips were grinding into your core, you could feel just how hard he was rubbing it along your glistening folds. As he lifted his head from your bruised lips, you noticed his eyes had changed—diamonds becoming slits.

Even his dick had transformed as well, looking more monstrous than before. It now had a gradient, his pale skin turning into an obsidian hue. The symbol of Liyue, of his element, of geo glowed. Even his muscular arms favored that obsidian color, with golden geometric lines decorating the sides of it. Translucent precum formed at the black head, ridges now decorated the base of his cock.

“I’m going to breed you…fill you up again and again. Remember, you’re the one that decided to stay and deal with this side of me,” he growled lowly in your ear. He leaned in close to you, hands clasping tightly at your hips.

The head of his cock pressed into your entrance back and forth trying to find a way for it to fit in. Your body jolted as he slowly entered inside of you. You sucked a breath in, feeling him stretch you out wider and wider as he slipped in deeper. Tears pricked your eyes once more, you weren’t a virgin but he was too big for you not to experience some kind of pain and discomfort.

Sensing the pain, Zhongli growled once more letting his fingers swirl against your clit once more trying to distract you from the pain. A moan escaped your lips as he eventually bottomed out, tip hitting against your cervix. You never felt so full in your life, your hand pressing against the new bulge on your stomach.

Not even giving you time to get used to him, Zhongli began thrusting hard inside of you. Your hands gripped the sheets tightly, fingers digging into the silk. The bed squeaked and moaned, wood hitting against the wall with the rapid pace he had set.

His lips connected with your neck, sucking and nibbling the skin. His fangs had returned once more, poking you every so often. Your gummy walls squeezed tight feeling the ridges of his cock rub against that mouth-watering spot inside of you. Your legs wrapped around his waist in a futile attempt for him to get even deeper.

“M’M-Zhongli,” you moaned. Your body quivered once more, reaching an orgasm. His jaw clenched firmly, heavy balls slapping against your ass. A low groan came from him as his warm, thick cum spurted inside of you. A ring of white decorated his cock as he continued fucking the cum deep within you.

“More. More. I need more…” Zhongli groaned. Your tired eyes widened as you were flipped over. He now laid under you, his forearms lifted up your legs lifting up your rapidly pounding into you. Your walls only squeezed tighter, as his previous cum began slipping out and falling on his sheets.

Your hand pressed against his own that was rubbing his clit before you found yourself reaching another high. Tears were cascading down your cheeks as how overwhelmed and overstimulated you were. Your clit burned, still being rapidly rubbed against as a wave of pure exhaustion hit your body. You were becoming so tight that he could barely thrust inside of you. Zhongli growled, letting himself cum inside you once more.

Things began drifting after Zhongli came again. You were repeatedly flipped, handled, and fondled in different positions—with him cumming inside of you again and again. You started losing count of just how many times he had done it.

Gold that once enveloped the room turned to navy as you finally got a barring of your surroundings again. Lips were pressing against the various marks and bruises that now adorned your body and your lower half burned in dull pain. As you tried to move, you whined as the dull pain became much sharper.

“Shhh…easy there. Let me just clean up the rest of this on your legs and I’ll get you some water alright?” Zhongli murmured. That sweet smile was on his lips again, as a damp rag wiped off the leftover cum staining your body.

“Z-Zhongli?” you whispered out in confusion. Zhongli only chuckled, reaching over to a glass of water and placing it on your slightly chapped lips. You slowly drank the water, letting the cool liquid lubricate your once dry throat.

“I told you when I’m like that I lose all sense of myself. Still…thank you for sticking by me. No one has done that for me before,” Zhongli murmured, pressing his lips against your forehead. You leaned your head against his, eyes feeling heavy once more. Zhongli’s hand placed itself on your lower stomach with a small smile.

“...I think it may be time this nation sees a new Empress anyway. How do you feel about that?” Zhongli murmured. You whined, closing your eyes again as exhaustion took over you. Zhongli could only chuckle, noting to get you properly fed and checked out once you wake up from his arms. He could only play with the strains of your hair, bringing it up to his lips.

“...Because I think that’s a splendid idea…”

contact photo | sakusa kiyoomi.

synopsis: your roommate is not too happy when his teammates comes over and takes a liking to you—especially when it’s one setter in particular

tags: nsfw 18+, minors do not interact, roommates to lovers, jealous sakusa, possessiveness, afab! reader, dom! sakusa, fingering, orgasm denial, unprotected sex, he takes a photo of you after

word count: 2.3k

notes: ty ris again for beta-ing sobsobsob you’re the loml

sakusa likes to think that he’s one to keep his temper under control. sure, he’s a bit blunt and lots of things tend to get on his nerves more often than not—but he’s not one to lose his temper, and he’s certainly not one to let his composure go.

but then you giggle at miya’s jokes. now that, he just can’t seem to ignore.

miya is a sore spot. miya is everything sakusa is not, everything he chooses not to be, everything he can’t be. miya is loud, exuberant, cocky, doesn’t care about being reserved. so of course, it’s not hard for him to let a few flirty comments glide off his tongue, and pretty soon, you’ve exchanged numbers—right before sakusa’s eyes.

sakusa kiyoomi has been raised by his mother and older sister to never treat someone he loves as an object, he knows you’re not someone to own, that you have your own feelings and your own wants and needs—but still, you’re his. he’s not exactly told you that yet, and he’s not exactly made a move either, but you’re still his.

your socks get caught in his compression sleeves in the laundry machine, you have free access to his snacks in the pantry, you know where the spare key to his room is, and he lets you skip out on your turn with sweeping in exchange for doing the dishes—miya atsumu has never had a taste of domestic life with you. and you might only be sakusa’s roommate, but you’re his roommate. his.

not miya’s.

“kiyoomi,” you hiss, rubbing your elbow as he closes the door behind you and presses you against it rather harshly. throwing him a glare, you shove lightly at his chest so he’s not pressed up against you like he is. “what has gotten into you? why are you acting like a pissy teenager—”

“don’t text miya.”

“what are you—”

“do not text miya. ever.”

“are you my dad?” you raise a brow, crossing your arms. he huffs, lips curling into a slight pout, jutting out in frustration as you refuse to just listen to him.

“not miya,” he insists. “anyone but miya.”

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pairing: mammon x afab!reader tags: smut, dom!mammon, rough sex, consensual, praise kink, love bites, hair pulling, dirty talk, choking, degradation, spit, spanking, notes: read the full thing here <3

“Are ya familiar with the Traffic Light safe words?”

You nod your head, relaxing in his hold as he leans in to brush his lips against the side of your neck, feeling his breath warming up your skin. “What are they.”

“Red for stop, yellow for slow down and green for continue.” Your voice barely came out as a whisper with Mammon trailing kisses down to your collar, gasping when he immediately praises you.

“Clever girl.”

“God, please-“ You hissed when Mammon sinks his teeth into the flesh of your shoulder, imprinting his bite mark before gliding his tongue against the grooves that his teeth made. “I’m no God, but I like the way it sounds it sounds on your lips.” He hums with a small smirk, resting his hand on the small of your back, his thumb slipping under your shirt to feel the heat of your skin as he slowly tests the waters.

He brings your attention to him as he lowers your gaze until it was focused on him. “I’ll stop no matter what when ya say Red but… If you do, can you use our pact? Just so I can really stop immediately.”

Mammon had to prioritise your safety above all else, he wasn’t going to let himself lose control.

“Yes, I trust you.” You repeated once more with conviction, rolling your hips to grind with the cheeky little grin that you had always used when you were teasing him with. Oh, you really were teetering on the edge of danger with a devil.

A low growl sounds in his throat as his hand secures a grip in your hair, yanking your head back to bare your neck for him to devour. Teeth and tongue drag along your skin, decorating your collar with what you know would be a bouquet of bruises.

You help him strip yourself of your shirt as he continues to litter possessive marks over your chest until his teeth grazes against your nipple. Wasting no time, he rolls his tongue against your hardened nubs as his pulls harder at your hair, forcing you to straighten up your posture, pushing up your chest even closer towards him.

The way he holds you brings you into a heighten sense of arousal, feeling the little control that you originally had slowly slip away from your fingertips with every passing second. Mammon untangles his grasp on your hair to push his digits past your parted lips.

“Make sure ya get ‘em nice and wet.” He instructs with a taunting tone, you could tell from the way he looks at you that he was teasing you.

Playing nicely, you pushed your tongue along the pads of his fingers, slipping between each digit to make sure you coated them lavishly with your saliva while you maintained a steady eye contact with the demon.

Mammon had seemed pleased, you watch as the corner of his lips twitch up as he pushes you down, laying you flat on your back, he rips off your bottoms without a so much of a struggle, his muscles flexing under the dimmed lights. He settles himself between your legs, you feel his touches ghost over your skin, from your ankle to the dip behind your knee; he was admiring every inch of your bare skin as if he was appraising a piece of artwork.

You let out a soft moan to bring his attention back towards you but only serves to light his ego as he shoves his fingers deeper past your lips. It was a struggle to hold back a choke as you swallowed around his digits, enduring the way he was pressing down against your tongue before finally pulling away and replacing it with his lips. Whimpering into the kiss as you feel his fingers pushing past your entrance without a warning, the pain of the stretch was only momentarily thanks to you. He gave you no chance to recover as he instantly curls his fingers right over your sweet spot, rubbing against it with no hesitation.

“Colour?” His voice was rasp against your ear as he keeps a loose hold around your neck.

You gulped as you took a second to regain your breath. “Green.” Making sure your voice was loud and clear, you had to reassure Mammon that this was what you want, there was no mistaking it.

Your desires only continue to burn as he tightens his grip around your neck, struggling to gasp as he steadily constricts your airflow while he pushes his fingers against your walls.

The sight of you under his control was so addicting for Mammon, taking the advantage of how pliable you were, making you greed for him and only him.

“Tell me what ya want, baby.” He smiles in a sadistic manner as he watches as you struggle to speak coherently, choking you even harder so you couldn’t even exhale a single word but instead spitting directly past your lips.

Tears begin to swell up in your eyes when he finally let you take gulps of air, making you swallow his spit as you bask in the pleasure of how light your head feels from mild asphyxiation.

You mind was fuzzy and clouded, filled with nothing but thoughts of Mammon.

Wrapping your legs around his body subconsciously, craving to need to be claimed. You wanted him to be yours. You needed everyone to know it too. That The Great Mammon was yours and that nobody could fuck you better than him.

His palm meets the meat of your thighs, spanking down harshly as a warning to let go but only having an adverse effect when you feel yourself coming under with just that one smack. The pain swirling dangerously with pleasure, no longer able to distinguish the two as you came around his fingers that were digging so nice and deep inside you. Your breathy moans turns into whimpers when he pulls himself away from you.

Mammon scowls down disapprovingly at you with a tight grip around your hips that was sure to leave pretty handprinted bruises.

“Fuckin’ slut. Did I tell ya to cum?”