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[downtown-roponggi]

The district is closing its doors !

Hello all guests and city-goers ! It’s been a while since we’ve updated on the city. It’s sad to say but we are closing its doors. It’s been a fun few months and this district has been frequented by so many talented artists and writers from the Tumblr community.

As they say, all good things must come to an end. Life has been hectic for both owners and managers. We’ve had the best time navigating Downtown Roppongi with you all.

Please collect all belongings and leave your hotel key at the desk !

Keep writing all you talented people.

All the love,

Ace + Vega.

[benkeibear-moved-deactivated202]

Hello! So Uhm.. I don't know if your requests are open or not but if it's not then it's okay to igmore this. But if it is and you have time, please acknowledge my request! So like.. yesterday me and bestfriend were talking about TR and stuff and we were just self imagining and this gave me a somewhat request idea since I really wanted to see how it this would go. 😭 So basically the reader is like the Haitani Brother's younger sister who was born in 1990. 4 years younger than Ran? and 3 years younger than Rindou? AND LIKE- reader loves both Rin and Ran so much and thr brothers love her too, overprotective as well (And by means that both Ran and Rindou swore to themselves to protect her and not involve her in amy of their gang activities.) And one day, Ran and Rindou basically had the Tenjiku Group over their apartment and the reader was introduced to them? AND SHION, YES HIM, BECAUSE HE'S SO UNDERRATED, basically fell inlove the moment he saw the reader. The Haitani brothers being protective ofc but that didn't stop Shion from always trying to get close and impress reader and it ends in Angst or Fluff? Angst: Reader doesn't reciprocate Shion's feelings and is actually aware of Shion's feelings for her and always decides to have a "blind-eye" towards his advances to not break his heart but when Shion finally confesses, reader also confesses that she doesn't return his feelings? Like- reader already suffered from having Ran and Rindou seperated from her in childhood due to being in juvie and being a deliquent so she's like paranoid to actually fall in-love with a deliquent. OR YOU KNOW, go to a simple way that she's in love with Kakucho or something which breaks Shion's heart and the Haitani brothers can't really help but just pity him, even if they are overprotective. (poor bb but IM A SUCKER FOR ANGST AJSBBS). OR FOR FLUFF: Reader rejects Shion at first but Shion keeps persisting and promising her that his path of "delinquency" won't be in the way of their relationship and reader slowly reciprocates Shion's feelings much to the dismay of her brothers, Ran and Rindou. Can end in crack because it's Ran, Rindou, and Shion we're talking about. 😭

I HOPE THIS MADE SENSE AAAA I love your work and writing style so I hope this goes through! Thank you so much in advance and have a nice day! ✨

Hello my love🖤 thank You so much for the Kind words and the request!

I have never written for Shion before and he's probably a bit ooc but i really liked the idea and hope i managed to live up to your expectations!

༄ 𝐔𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

Characters: Shion

Reader: female

Wordcount: 0.9k

❖ WARNINGS: suggestive themes at the end, mentions of prison and murder

Note: should i make a Part 2 to this with a happy end?

Being the youngest Haitani came with more benefits than disadvantages in life. You got treated like a little princess by your two older brothers, never having to worry about anything in your life and if you needed anything, all you had to do was ask. The disadvantages you had were a bit hard to swallow, not being allowed outside alone, without some of the most trusted delinquents protecting you, no one was allowed to get too close to you without your brothers permission that is. And the years those two were in juvie were even harder, missing them to no end and promising yourself that you will protect your heart from further damage in the future.

Of course you also knew where all the money is coming from and in what kind of business the older Haitanis are webbed in but you never asked questions, it's not like you would get an answer anyways. It was simple - stay out of it, ask no questions and you can live your life the way you desired. Barely anyone outside of a small circle knew you even were affiliated with Ran and Rindou, even less have actually seen you. So it came to a surprise when a gang meeting was held Inside of your brothers apartment where you happened to live for the moment. Most of the faces were familiar to you, except for one. Shion Madarame. The way He looked at you drew you in, like a hunter stalking its prey, as if he didn't know any better. No one dared to be this bold, especially not when both older Haitanis are in the very same room, just inches away.

Whatever you felt, He must have felt it too, both of you unable to keep the eyes off of each other, despite your oldest brothers warning. When He left, He smirked at you, hiding a small piece of paper with his number while your brothers didn't look.

“What was that about?” Rindou barked at you once everyone had left. You shrugged your shoulders, acting like you don't even know what He meant “what do you mean? Was something wrong?” You ask innocent to which He rolled his eyes. “Stay away from that mad dog. I will kill him if he looks at you like that again… Disgusting little rat” He growled, not appreciating how He disrespected the rules of the house - leaving the youngest Haitani alone under any circumstances.

Even though you knew your brothers threat was to be taken serious, it didn't stop you from texting the so-called “mad dog” later at night, conversation coming easy with the two of you. He was relentlessly flirting but you didn't mind it, enjoying the attention for once.

“Tomorrow, same time, come downstairs” He texted, looking at the time you sighed “I'll be there;)” you replied and put your phone away, looking forward to it but not wanting him to get Into trouble. The next day went by in a blur, secretly hoping that He lives up to his words.

You said your good nights before midnight, impatiently waiting for 2am to arrive, anxiously looking at your phone every minute. “And here I thought I'm the one who’s all bark no bite” you giggled when you read the message - 2:01am. He was actually there.

Secret meetings in the middle of the night, sneaky texts and anonymous flowers - that is what your contact with him looked like, not even knowing what it was between the two of you.

You of course fell head over heels for Shion, the way He doesn't seem to have a care in the world, yet he still cared about you so much, enough to put his life on the line just for an hour of your time.

He has gone mad, that's what He thought for sure. He could have anyone He wanted, someone less dangerous for him, someone who's easy to get - but where would be the fun? It was the thrill of chasing something forbidden that had him falling for you without even wanting to. By the time He realized it, He was too deep, his heart hopelessly devoted to you.

6 months. That's how long you two kept your little secret up, now sitting at a park bench together, watching the nightlife in this part of town, much more quiet than where you live.

“I can't see you anymore. Not like this - I will ask your brothers for permission to date you… If you feel the same that is” He declared rather sure of himself. You were scared of this moment, knowing you only have one choice - to Break his heart before his skull gets broken by a certain baton wielding Haitani. All these years ago you promised yourself to never fall for a delinquent, unable to take the heartache if anything were to happen to yet another loved one so you only frowned at his words. “I don't, Shion. I can't. I promised my brothers to stay away from you and I shouldn't have led you on like this - use you for some thrill in my life. I’m sorry” you mumbled softly, avoiding his gaze as you felt him tense up. “You led me on? Baby, i just wanted to get you into bed but you're too stubborn” He chuckled, lying to your face to make this easier for you and for himself. You broke his heart with your rejection but He was too proud to admit it, leaving you behind on the park bench as He left, ignoring the strong pain in his chest when He heard your sobs wreck through the quiet night.

Taglist: @crybabylisa @lonnie19 @nanamis-wifey-reye @suoshiii @nalyana @sweetbbyshion @aasouthteranoswife @lanny-elli @adorzora @1one1person1 @barbiekatz @stygianoir

Networks: @tokyometronetwork @downtown-roponggi @tokyo-ballroom

[portfolio-of-dreams]

august love. || hinata shoyo x gn! reader

warnings: none. just some sweet summer love a the beach.

w/c: 1.3k

a/n: my submission for @lou-struck “smoke and s’mores” collab! I hope you enjoy ❤️ and as always reblogs are appreciated.

One deep breath in, the salty air infiltrating your senses to the overflowing brim. The bliss of summer was winding down and you worked tirelessly to get all your friends together on this one, last day. The morning hazy sizzled against the tanned golden sand as the sun stretched its rays to the highest point of the sky. The small piece of beach where you nestled your chairs, coolers and towels was almost deserted. That was your privilege as you gazed out at the slothful sea, ebbing ever so gently against the soft crystals of the shore. It outstretched the hem of its Neptune blue gown and encompassed your feet as you stuck them into the cool water. The shimmering sand swept around in a scythe of beach, hemmed in by towering cliffs. Far out to sea, streams of pulsing light saturated the surface with a golden haze. It was quiet and this moment felt like paradise. The horizon seemed to be stitched with a line of silver that broke and repaired itself as the crew of volleyball players splashed in.

“Come on, Y/n! The water is great! Hey ‘Tsumu, hurry up with that beach ball!” 

The orange haired boy spoke, his chest rising with each word as the waves against his toned chest the deeper he went. He’s always been like this overly cheerful and excited about mundane things like a blow-up beach ball. But that’s what attracted you to him in the beginning. His carefree attitude was a stark contrast to yours. Maybe he felt the same way and that's why you grew so close over the years. A yin and yang that fit so perfectly it was difficult to ignore. 

You laughed abruptly at his words and splashed into the water. It chilled your skin that was warmed from the sun, but it was a welcoming feeling from the heat. A flock of seagulls squealed overhead; they wheeled and swerved, their raucous cries ringing off the cliffs. A few landed against the sand looking for anything to put between their beaks as they squabble amongst themselves. You lifted your head towards the sky, the water lapping against your ankles as you watched the strange glamor of their timeless calls as they ascended through the golden streams of pale light. You took a deep inhale, allowing the smells to envelope around you and cascade through you like a rippling waterfall. Then two strong arms wrapped around your waist and flung you deeper into the ocean waves.

“Atsumu Miya! You could’ve injured me, you know!” You cried out as you wiped your eyes as best you could.

“But yer fine! Just enjoy the water. Look at shrimpy, he’s having a blast all by himself.” He pouted his lips and his brown eyes reflected the glimmering rays so innocently how could you not indulge him?

You rolled your eyes with a smile and swam out further. You were promptly met with a wave of water in your face. “Sho! I tirelessly swam out here to offer you company and you splash me? I’m wounded.” You spoke apathetically with a feigned pout sprouting across your lips.

“Oh! I’m sorry I didn’t mean--” Before he could finish uttering an apology, you splashed him right back.

“Hey! Come on, Y/n! My mouth was open, what if you splashed a fish in?!”

“What if you ended up accidentally swallowing it?”

“I mean sushi is okay, but it’s not my favorite and I still prefer my fish dead before eating them.”

The two of you burst out laughing at the hypothetical scenario. You kicked your feet lightly underneath you to stay afloat and looked out to the horizon. A single small boat bobbed and lolled in the incoming tide as larger ones raced and jumped against the wave crests. The humming of the revving engines was soothing in a way. They filled the atmosphere with a sense of being- and you were just two buoys floating in the spanse of the unlimited ocean. The rising sun laminating you with warmth and a carnival of smells drifted through the breeze.

“I wish summer didn’t have to end…” your voice was smaller than you expected it to be and came out as a lulled whisper but it still reached his ears.

“I know the feeling. But then you get to look forward to autumn and falling leaves that crunch when you step on them! And then Christmas! The best time of year, if you ask me.” He smiled at you triumphantly, easing your woes with something else to look forward to.

You put your hand to your forehead to shade your eyes from the sun which was starting to falter from its position. Gannets were dive-bombing the stretched surface of the sea far out from shore. A cormorant was flying into that place where sun and water meet. His wings were a blur of motion and he soon faded from sight. The rippling ocean turned from a radiant sapphire to a deeper navy as the lights began to fade out.

The sun melts down to the horizon, creating a soft incandescent glow against Hinata’s fiery hair. The freckles on his shoulders create patterns you could trace with your fingertips, almost like the star-dusted constellations. The ocean laps against your skin and he cups your cheeks in his rough palms. His lips brush against yours and he kisses you. It’s hasty and almost naive but holds an innocence you want to keep. 

He pulls away quickly, and it makes you pause. He tosses his head back and laughs- it's melodic and bubbles out of him in long, cacophonous tendrils. The sun gently dips around him and radiates his skin as the water falls in and out of rhythm on itself. 

“I love you.” It comes out unexpectedly and you still for a moment, waiting for a reaction.

He lowers his head and pulls you closer to him making ripples around the movement. He rests his forehead against yours, honey-touched brown eyes longingly looking at you, and he says it back. It’s clear and concise as if it was the most sure thing he’s ever said that didn’t involve volleyball. And in the endless blue underneath you, he takes your hand. You begin your trek from the stilling water to the soft sand to where the others have started a fire in a pit and dragged all beach chairs and towels into a circle. The shore is sprinkled with seashells and you do your best to maneuver your feet around them, stepping lightly over the cracked shells. 

“You shouldn’t have to worry about that!” Hinata speaks boisterously, and excitedly scoops up your body into his arms, carrying you back to the group.

“Sho! You don’t have to do that. You can put me down.” Your voice is small compared to his, coming out to only speak to him. He chuckles at your worry but continues to carry you to the blanket you had laid out earlier. 

You both sit, allowing the fire to roar and whisper in crimson hues of warmth. The sky was now exchanging colors with the night. The pastel hues and gold faded with the brightness of the day as it welcomed the deep blues and purples that swirled upwards towards the heavens. The sun that was high above before has now pulled the blanket up and the stars shimmer, intoxicated, against the black silk. The air chills around you as you pull your knees into your chest and Hinata wraps his arm around your shoulders. You can feel the muscles on his bicep tighten and relax against you as you lean into him. He smiles to himself and kisses your head with a gentleness you never thought plausible. In that moment, you felt every atom, every distinguishable cell of the two of you, melding together and creating a new planet against the skin on your forehead. A planet of your own, made of the love that was now skipping against the flames that grew in front of you.

And as you sat there- nestled against each other, your friends laughing and popping open cans of drinks to cheers the end of summer- you thought maybe this was the best way to end this summer. You, and your August love.

tagging: @xshinigamikittenx @mrskodzuken @suyacho @blueparadis @httphaitani @momoewn || @downtown-roponggi @tokyometronetwork @hanayanetwork @tokyo-ballroom @planetonet

[benkeibear-moved-deactivated202]

Not a prompt and probably OOC, but reading some of the more... mature adulttrio x reader scenarios makes me imagine 9-12 months later, the s/o buying matching big trouble + little trouble shirts...

Nothing is out of Character if it's your imagination of a Character, so no worries my dear 🖤

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

Characters: Hisoka, Illumi, Chrollo

Reader: female

WARNINGS: Pregnancy, mentions of Periods

𝐇𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐤𝐚:

♢ You were terrified when your period was late and the fear only grew when the test turned out to be positive

♢ How Hisoka would react as clear to you - He would be gone the second you let him know

♢ You two never talked about having a child despite being in a long term relationship, you just figured he doesn’t want children

♢ So when you did tell him eventually he was beyond shocked and eventually he laughed… he… laughed?

♢ „I figured something was up - you didn’t cry over Puppies last week“ He mused, referring to your over emotional state when you had your period

♢ Surprised he didn’t run away yet you just nodded „So you’re not running away?„

♢ He shrugged „If it turns out to not be mine i will“ He said quite bored, knowing you wouldn’t be doing that to him

♢ Overall he didn’t really make a fuss over it, just being more protective

♢ Changing diapers and all the not so fun stuff will be your task, he made that clear

♢ But when he saw his little daughter on the screen at the doctors office everything changed

♢ He was suddenly very involved in everything and maybe, just maybe, he was looking forward to be a father - not that he would ever admit that

𝐈𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐢:

♢ Well, given that Illumi wants a big family himself you never feared to let him know, even if you weren’t married yet

♢ His big eyes got even bigger for a moment and his usually bold expression turned quite happy

♢ „I'm delighted to hear that my love“ he eventually says as he pulls you in a hug

♢ You two had some disagreements with the way the child will be raised but Illumi eventually caved in, agreeing to leave that to you

♢ He will still train his child but not as extreme as he himself was trained, not wanting a machine as a child

♢ He was very protective over you, more than he usually is, even with his own family

♢ Definitely wants to marry before the child is born

♢ He would be very caring and try to tend to your needs but you would need to communicate with him about what you need and crave

♢ Takes no parenting tips from his own mother, despite her insisting

♢ He gets really soft for his little daughter before she’s even born, not understanding how his parents were able to be this extreme with their own children

♢ Swears to protect you and his little girl with his own life

𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨:

♢ Being Chrollos everything and the heart of the spiders you still didn’t know how he would react to the news

♢ This life wasn’t really family friendly and you knew that very well. A healthy relationship was hard enough to maintain

♢ When you did tell him it was in private and he fell silent, expression unreadable before a small smile appeared on his lips

♢ „I never thought i would be blessed to be a father“ He mumbled softly, barely believing it

♢ He wanted to be the father he never had

♢ Breaking the news to the Troupe right away and the reactions were quite mixed, Feitan hating the idea of a Baby being around and Ucogin screaming out of joy

♢ Chrollo never once worried about you or his son, knowing that even if something happens to him, the Troupe will alway be his family and watch after his son

♢ Tends to your every need and lays low on missions while you’re pregnant, never leaving your side

♢ His whole reaction was actually surprising to you but you were delighted that he’s so positive about it all

♢ Reads parenting guides in secret, wants to make no mistakes with anything

Taglist: @jodisz @nalyana @sweetbbyshion @lanny-elli

Networks: @tokyometronetwork @downtown-roponggi @tokyo-ballroom

[benkeibear-moved-deactivated202]

Hey~

May I ask for a request for Wakasa Imaushi, please? 🍵✨️

I thought about maybe him trying to teach his someone how to ride a bike and maybe how he would react than his someone tried to drive for the first time without him? (Or maybe his someone got their license and went to pick him up with their cat/motorbike and how he would feel about that?)

My dad's reactions to me driving his car inspired me for that (it's quiet stressful, but funny)

If that request is not really inspiring or boring or you just don't feel like writing, please ignore it!

Have a lovely day/night/evening ahead! 🤍✨️

(Don't forget to stay hydrated)

Hello my love 🖤 first of all, thank You for being so friendly and respectful i almost cried 🥺

And it's not a boring idea because it Sounds like lots of fun to have him teach you!

I hope that you too have a lovely time and take care of yourself!

𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐤𝐞

Characters: Wakasa

Reader: genderneutral

♢ Waka strikes me like someone who wouldn’t really care?

♢ He would be happy that you chose him to teach you and not someone else

♢ But he's not worried about your safety or his bike

♢ first He explains you the mechanics of the bike, maybe even takes you to Shin (He's not dead, just vibing 🤧) to let you see how exactly a bike works

♢ because the first step to driving something is understanding how it all works

♢ if you got the basics down He would let you sit on his bike and just try out everything while the engine is off

♢ Lots of praises and pats on the head whenever you do something right or point out something

♢ under his constantly bored look he's really happy you're interested in one of the biggest aspects of his life

♢ when you feel confident enough He would drive you to a calm street or alley and switch spots with you, so you sit in the front

♢ so there you go, first time riding a bike

♢ a snail is faster than you’re going but at least you're playing it safe

♢ “you have to go faster Butterfly, we never get anywhere like that” He said amused, whining a bit

♢ faster? You got him, going as fast as the bike can in the blink of an eye and He was clinging onto you, smiling big because He was so proud of you “that's my Butterfly” He mumbles softly

♢ Needless to say, Shin would gift you a bike because he's so proud of you and also sees you like a sister

♢ So when you pick up Waka at his gym for the first time he was actually impressed

♢ even Benkei stood there with his mouth open, jaw almost on the floor

♢ Proud boyfriend Wakasa isn’t ashamed to sit in the back when you drive, thinking it's the coolest thing ever that his lover rides a bike

♢ downside of it all: you will be the designated driver when boys night turned too rough and He had a few drinks too much

♢ But is that really a downside, having Wakasa hold onto you while his Hair flies through the wind?

Taglist: @crybabylisa @lonnie19 @nanamis-wifey-reye @suoshiii @nalyana @sweetbbyshion @aasouthteranoswife @lanny-elli @adorzora @1one1person1

Networks: @tokyometronetwork @downtown-roponggi @tokyo-ballroom

[blueparadis]

WEEKENDS ⟨ Nanami Kento ⟩

⌗ tags —» @mrskodzuken @jotatetsuken @nanamis-wifey-reye

꒰+꒱ content warnings —» gn-reader, domestic fluff, non-explicit smut; word count — 0.66k

꒰+꒱ notes — » this piece is based on this request. hope you like it <3

꒰+꒱ synopsis —» a simple habit when done regularly becomes a part of routine. Nanami just wanted to make sure it stays that way.

Weekends were not always like these, especially after moving out to a new apartment. A place closer to your new job as well as afar from Kento’s warm embrace.

It’s been a month since you shifted and he has visited almost every weekend. On some Saturdays, he would wait for you outside the office while on others you’d find him waiting for you at the said spot. Naturally weekend dates became regular.

Yesterday was no exception but if his habit of dropping by every weekend goes on, the next step might be sooner than you’d expect.

It’s not like you didn’t want to, it’s just that you don’t want it to be impulsive, a mere heat of the moment.

And Nanami was everything but impulsive. But with you, it’s different. He is impulsive, pampered, and even childish.

Today, he was standing outside your office with an extremely bored look on his face under the umbrella. 

“Did ‘toru bail on you again?”, you asked with a hint of amusement carefully jumping over the puddles. It’s still lightly raining. He exhaled a breath giving you a nod. Unlike other days, he is not chatty today. 

“Here”, you extended your hand as he rolled his eyes taking the ice cream and exclaiming, “Thank you. Your Highness, how kind of you to remember my taste”

You scoffed in surprise thinking what must have gojo done to piss him off at the edge.

Even though you two were standing on the pavement of a cross-road the street felt lonely probably because everyone was busy with their own lives and no one would bother a glance at you two lovebirds.

Still, the moment his fingers brushed against yours, a wave of warmth washed over you. It’s embarrassing how you still get so flustered even after being in a relationship for almost a year.

The signal turns red, and each and every car has come to halt, few people are crossing the secluded street. The only sound you could here were of the splattering raindrops and his soft breath as lips dashed on yours.

He hates these types of actions and so do you, but for you, he is willing to bend his morals along with yours.

“Could you give me a heads-up next time? you protested as soon as he pulled away yet still so close to your face.

“Now you’re finally looking at me. he glances at the signal. It’s red to green again.

You seemed distracted.”

“That doesn’t mean you can kiss me in the middle of the street ”, your pitch was higher than usual but he didn’t falter a bit.

“You did seem to like it.”, he quipped and at the next red signal, you stomped across the street without bothering about getting wet in rain and totally walking opposite to your home. You were that furious.

But like always, he always seemed to get through to you and after a while, you were in his apartment pressed against the wall, too absorbed in him to get rid of your soaked clothes. He always knew how to tame you every time you threw a tantrum.

The next morning when you woke up, an awful headache buzzed your senses. Nanami wasn’t in bed. You looked around and noticed a used condom peeking through the hole-dustbin. You groaned in annoyance getting out of bed.

“I thought you left... for jogging...”, you uttered sitting on the counter having his only shirt on you.

 “Nope, just making pancakes” 

And just like that, you were back at his apartment. You looked around remembering how he dried your hair while you sat on that sofa, how he always had the geyser on since you catch a cold easily, and how he never forgot to leave messages , to put sticky notes on the fridge. Those are still there. 

You walked up to the fridge and murmured, “I love your apartment” as you brushed your fingers on them.

 “Our apartment”, he corrected kissing your nape. Weekends were not always like these.

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networks — @tokyometronetwork @downtown-roponggi @cursedarchiveblog

[ilyluffy-deactivated20240426]

✰ 𝟎𝟎𝟓. 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐚 + 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠

➪ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: wakatoshi ushijima x afab!reader

➪ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: dom!ushijima, husband!wakatoshi, established relationship, marriage, breeding kink, mentions of pregnancy/starting a family, vaginal sex, creampie, petnames “my love”

➪ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 0.4k+

➪ 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫: @nicka-nell

✰ 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ✰

𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄. whenever he gets calls about family members the questions always inevitably came up. “when are you going to have kids?”.

even the sports magazines would ask him about his family situation during interviews. he was successful and married to someone he adored. wakatoshi supposed that it made sense for people to wonder. it was just stressful to hear all the time.

so stressful that ushijima had to take it out on you. he could be rough sometimes due to his sheer size. however tonight he was manhandling you a little more than usual. of course you didn’t mind. your moans alone gave away how much you were loving it. still, you wondered in between his thrusts what was going on with him.

eventually your questions are answered. with your face still buried in the sheets and his hands on your hips, wakatoshi suddenly announces he’s going to cum inside you. a little surprised, you raise your head a bit.

“inside?”. normal he’d pull out and cum on your ass but when you look over your shoulder at him, you can see how sure he is about this.

“yes. i need to fill you up” ushijima grunts, eyebrows knitted in determination. “i want to breed you until he’s leaking out of you”.

his words alone have you whimpering. moving your hips back to meet his bruising thrusts, you nod. “please breed me, toshi. wanna make you a daddy” you beg. “stuff me full of your cum”.

wakatoshi doesn’t waste a second. his pace picks up instantly. with your permission he wants nothing more than to spill his seed into your welcoming pussy. with a couple more drags of his cock against your gummy walls he does just that. those heavy balls that have been slapping against your sensitive clit empty themselves in your cunt.

at the same time your eyes are rolling back into your head. as soon as you milk his cock you’re making a mess around him. you’re mindlessly moaning your husbands name as he fucks all of his cum deep inside of you.

eventually he stops his movements. without pulling out of you, ushijima pauses so both of you can catch your breaths. “did you mean what you said when you said you wanted to make me a father?” ushijima asks after filling his lungs with air.

it takes a minute to come down from your high so you can reply to him. however when you do, you send ushijima a smile. “‘course, toshi. always wanted to have a family with you”.

ushijima groans again as he slowly starts thrusting again. “then we’ll need to go again, my love. 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐒 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐘 𝐂𝐔𝐌 𝐀𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄”.

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Their hand slips - the apology

Characters: Ran, Rindou, Sanzu

➸The fight ||| ➸Part 1: Taiju, Hanma, Kazutora

Reader: female

Wordcount: 1.9k

Summary: What happens after their hand slipped? Can they fix your relationship?

WARNINGS: mentions of violence, abuse

Ran:

The second the door closed, signaling that you left a shiver ran down Rans back, the consequences of his actions only settling now. Rindou was frozen to the spot, not expecting things to turn out the way they just did.

With a deep sigh Ran sat down on the couch, staring with empty eyes at the broken television, his hand still tingling from how hard He hit you just moments ago “She had no right saying that to you” He mumbled to his younger brother, trying to find a reason to why He did what He just did. As if Rindou had woken up from his frozen state He shook his head “She was right though… I just destroyed both of your lifes with a lie” He mumbled full of regret, Rans head snapping over to him “what do you mean - a lie?” He asked way too calm, having fear bubbling up in the younger Haitani again. “It was me. I’ve been teaching her to fight for a while now. I broke the baton and the TV on accident” He admitted, voice barely above a whisper which caused Ran to lose it completely, trashing the whole apartment in a fit of rage before He stormed out, needing to be alone. He wished he can just go tot you now, pull you against his chest as he apologizes for hurting you but no matter what he said, nothing would be enough and he certainly knew better than to go to you now, it would only get worse.

Weeks went by with Radio silence from both sides, missing your boyfriend despite what he did, regretting what you said to Rindou in a fit of rage - maybe you deserved to be slapped back to reality. What you didn’t expect when you heard a knock on the door, was to see the younger Haitani actually standing in your doo, forcing himself inside so you have to listen „Please y/n just one minute and i will be gone“ he pleaded and you granted him said one minute in which he apologized dearly, letting you know just how full of regret he is. „It’s okay if you don’t forgive me but please go and see Ran… He’s miserable without you. All he does is work and get drunk - that’s not him“ he mumbled upset, hating the shell his brother has become. „He is miserable“ you ask with fake amusement „I had to cover the bruise for a week. He hit me Rindou… Did he ever once consider how miserable i was?“ You spat, tears welling at your eyes as you shoved RIndou towards the door.

Yet another surprise waited for you, a half drunk Ran sitting next to your door - has he been there all this time? He jumped to his feet the second the door opened, not daring to meet your eyes „Please my Bunny… Let me apologize“ he said sincere, feeling himself sober up at the seriousness of the situation. You sighed, shaking slightly because this was all too much, still letting him come in before all your neighbors hear anything. „What i did was wrong but i can't turn back time… i can only ask for your forgiveness and be a better man, be better for you - if you let me that is“ He began, unsure of where to start „Please forgive my mistake, i never meant to lose my temper and hurt you, never wanted to scare you, i promised that“ he continued, eyes bloodshot and glossy from the lack of sleep, alcohol and the way he tries not to break down in front of you.

You knew you crossed a line that day and that he wasn’t in his right mind at that moment so you lifted your hand, Ran almost flinching, thinking you would slap him. However your hand came to rest on his cheek in a loving way, having him leaning into your touch „I forgive you Ran Haitani but things need to change. You have to stop treating me like a fancy prisoner and let me do things i want to do“ You said serious, eyes connecting with his as he nodded „everything for you, Bunny“ He said sincere, hoping the nightmares of hurting you will stop now that you will be with him again.

Rindou:

This was the last Party Rindou had, barely even leaving his room for weeks except for work. He became a shell of himself, quiet, depressed even. But no matter what he did, he couldn’t get over you, barely remembering what exactly happened, just flashes of how his hand connected with your cheek in a drunken rage of jealousy.

It came to a surprise to Ran when he got home and there was music blasting, people filling the apartment again after weeks of deafening silence. Did he finally move on? Did he apologize and everything is okay again? When he finally found the younger Haitani to ask what going on his blood was boiling, seeing another woman in his arms instead of your familiar face. Stalking over to him with long Stepps he ripped him away from the woman, fist connecting with his jaw but Rindou didn’t even try to dodge it, as if he needed this wake up call, as if he would punish himself with it. „Did you at least apologize to her before you fuck around?“ He asked with a voice full of anger, Rin only shrugging „She wouldn’t want to hear it. Need to forget her“ he said cold, unable to stand this loneliness, the pain in his heart. Yes, he knows how wrong this was but he cant take it anymore, the silence and knowing that you don’t love him anymore. The image of seeing you in his brothers bed - even if it was nothing serious - was burned into his head, unable to shake the feeling of regret at how he neglected you.

Before he even realized that minutes had past as he daydreamed, the people got sent out by Ran, chased out of their shared apartment as Rindou just watched, sitting down on the couch with his face buried in his hands. He craved your touch, your love, the way you always cared for him and your smile - how long has it been since he even seen it?

Weeks passed again and Rindou became a shell of himself again, trying to accept the fact that it was his lack of attention and the way he physically hurt you was what made you leave him, running away from him actually and he deserved it. What he didn’t know is that you actually agreed to come to the older Haitanis birthday party, something small with just good friends. In fact he didn’t know until he saw you grab some snacks in the kitchen, quickly rushing to his brother. „How could you invite her? I can not… I’m not ready to see her“ He said rather worried and Ran shrugged „She’s my friend. And last time i checked you didn’t car about her being here“ He snapped, not caring for Rindous feelings as he was the one who fucked it up, not you.

He spent the majority of the night watching you from across the room, trying to come up with the right words but they all seemed to fade when you made your way up to him. The next thing he felt was how your hand connected with his cheek, the burning sensation setting in right away as you winced from the pain it caused your hand. „That’s for hurting me and accusing me of sleeping with your brother“ you mumble and apologies came flooding out of him right away, only shutting up when your palm caressed his red cheek, soothing the pain and drowning out all noises around him as if it was only you and him in the apartment.

„I forgive you… but i need you to pay more attention to me again, just like you used to do“ You mumble softly, kissing the corner of his lips which made him melt. He threw you over his shoulder and took you to his room, ending the party early for the two of you „Let me hold you, yes? I missed you… a lot“ he admitted, blush spreading across his cheeks when you opened your arms to welcome him back into your heart.

Sanzu:

The moment you left, Sanzu lost himself, he lost his touch to reality, the ground beneath his feet. All he felt was the feeling of falling and spiraling down without anything to hold onto. He knew that you were the only good thing in his life and that he didn't deserve you, not even close but he needed you to stay sane, to function and to wake up every morning.

Of course he would never leave Mikey behind, he would never even think of doing such a thing. But in order to deal with everything Mikey brought along, he needed you to even it out, to have you bring love, care and the good moments in his life. And how miserable he felt to even depend on you the way he did, he was an adult after all and can't expect you to be there for him if he can give you nothing in return, not even his time, not even the bare minimum.

So when he saw you walking on the other side of the street, way past midnight he thought his mind was playing tricks on him yet again until you too seemed to notice his presence, looking at him like a deer caught in headlights before hurrying away from the scene. Sanzu didn’t even think twice to go after you, leaving Mikey behind and not looking out for the traffic, all he could think of was - you.

When he finally caught up to you, he gently held onto your arm as if you would evaporate under his touch „y/n… Angel, please don’t run away from me“ he begged with a weak voice. You looked past him, making sure Mikey was far enough from you „Haru, i can’t . He told me to leave or else he will kill me“ you said full of fear, knowing what he’s capable of but Sanzu shook his head „i promise, i make you my priority. I will never lay a single finger on you again if my touch isn’t full of love“ he reassured you, deadest on keeping his promise but you took your hand out of his „I know Haru… But I can not go on like that with Mik-„ you tried to reason but he interrupted you „I will kill him if he even thinks about hurting you. You’re everything to me - but don’t make me choose please“ he declared in a desperate way and you believed him, you believed the seriousness in his eyes to protect you and to be there for you again.

A long sigh escaped your lips before you pressed a small kiss to both of Sanzus hands „I forgive you for what you’ve done but I’m not ready to forgive Mikey yet. Let’s go home, yes? Let us take things slow“ you mumbled, missing the moments spent between the two of you. Without so much as a look towards Mikey he nodded „Let’s go home my Angel… Let’s take care of the rest later“ he agreed, giving you the smallest smile as your fingers locked with his.

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CHAPTER IV — ALMOST BULLETPROOF

+content warnings :: afab-reader, smut, fellatio, mention of weed, flashbacks in italics, mention of Tenjiku arc, mention of hook up culture.

+ masterlist & playlist.

+notes :: this is from Ran’s pov. Listen to yoko ono by mob rich because I couldn't just forget how he’d listen to it in a loop thinking about yn. This is why I had to write from his pov.

𝐑𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈’𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕 :

The first time I ever heard my heartbeats loud as fuck as if my heart jumped right into my ear was when I first time saw her in a college fest standing in the middle of a crowd, dressed in a very neat and sexy manner, I must say.

She was talking to someone and of course, I don’t give a fuck who the hell that was but I wonder if she is always so comfortable around men.

From the looks of it, it might be her professor but the way she was talking, I bet she knew she was in good books with him, it could be her father too but I was so stoked for her. I never bothered a second glance at a girl before and it’s been more than two minutes since I’ve been staring at her.

“Da’ faq man!”, I cussed as Hanma hit me at the back of my head.

“Let’s go !”, he said and without further chitchat, I listened because without Rindou I was getting bored and wanted to score some for joint.

When I reached home, high and aroused as fuck, Rindou was already asleep. I scrolled through my contact list to get a girl tonight instead decided to wake him up and tell him about the girl I saw today. I just couldn't get her out of my head.

But first I need a joint, I’m too sober for this shit because not only did I see her she saw me too. And, our first eye contact has been carved behind my eyes since that day.

I could see her whenever I closed my eyes.

As I finished rolling the joint, I took a few drags before hitting Rindou's room. I was determined to see her again. I was just so curious about her.

I started to bang on his door, as I yelled, “Rin.Rin.Rin.Rin.Rin.Ri—Ah! There you're…”, I squealed as he opened the door. Without much resistance, I entered his room. He was surprised, surprised to see me like this, like being awake so late, hair untied and messy.

“Are you not properly high ?”, he chimed at me rubbing his eyes as I took a seat on his untidy bed saying, “I’ve questions.”, folding my legs, I gestured to him to sit in front of me. And as he did I continued, “So, What do you think love is?”

I expected an answer, even if it was “I don't know.”, instead he said, “THIS IS WHY YOU'RE HERE IN MY ROOM…AT 3 IN THE MORNING?”

“Tsk, don't kill my high. I was supposed to go to sleep but I couldn't just forget her.”

“Forget who ?”, Rindou pressed as he adjusted his pillow on his lap.

“There was this girl I saw today. She was beautiful and cute.”, I noticed Rindou's confused expression which was probably not because of the mention of a girl but because of the adjectives I used.

“Beautiful and cute ?”, he repeated my words with a smug look on his face, shooing his sleep away.

I ignored his mischievous ministrations since I wanted to tell him what exactly happened that has been replaying in my mind in a vicious loop. I needed to tell someone, otherwise, every time I closed my eyes, she would appear. Perhaps because I was high.

“I looked at her for a minute or so. Then, Hanma told me to accompany him. I was still in her range. She spared a glance which is very common for a girl but then I noticed as I was passing by she knew I had eyes on her, and just before…before I went out of her range I saw her... looking down and smiling and then looking at me.”

I took a breather. I had to because telling Rin was almost re-living the moment.

“woooohhh! Then?Then? Then what happened?”

“Ugh…nothing. I had some deliveries, and hit the usual spot because I wanted all these to get rid of my head.”

Rindou raised an eyebrow since he couldn't believe that I came back home without bringing someone home or at least fucking someone right at the spot.

“So…good night….”, I jumped out of his bed and before going out I said, “You should sleep.” humming and smiling to myself. I just emptied my emotions to my poor brother's braincells.

Two weeks passed in a flash. I got busy with Izana’s schemes. And, then when things were a bit settled I went to the college where I first saw her, hoping to see her again. I waited outside her college for almost five days without any sign of her.

Probably, she was sick, I told myself but the worst happened. The part which I didn’t want her to know, want her to be aware that I’m nothing but a scum came to light. Not that I wasn’t enjoying my life, I was but something told me she wouldn't like me like that, killing people, you know ‘the gangsta stuff.’

It was a lonely alley. I was walking towards our spot but a pair of voices stopped me.

“Let me you go…let me go you mother-fucker”, my eyebrows jumped at the cursing but I still haven’t crossed the wall to see what exactly was happening.

“You kiss your mom with that mouth?”, a rasping voice came and as I peeked by the wall my eyes really couldn’t register what was happening. She was fighting someone? The guy was older and well-built and I knew I couldn't take him, not at least without Rin. At times like these, reputation would be handy, and being a Tenjiku member from the inner circle proved to be a boon.

“Hey stop! what is goin’ on here?, no harsh words because I don’t wanna lose my shit now since I was already at the edge noticing her fear, her helplessness in her eyes, glistening. I was quick with my steps so I closed the distance quickly.

Never in my life did I think this day would come when I’ll lose my shit seeing someone use my baton. She grabbed the baton that was tucked in my belt and hit the guy’s head hard enough to knock him down. No blood. No evidence like a new pitch black slate.

“Woah”, I blurted out. My attention fell on her when I heard her releasing the baton.I rolled my eyes as I picked it up but I already saw her already walking to the main road.

“Hey ! Do you need me - I was close to her, so close that our fingers almost brushed but she turned around and I swear I almost felt my cock twitch. She didn’t look at me. I wondered if she recognized me.

“Thank you. I would appreciate it if you don’t follow me”, and I stood like a fool without following her, watching her go. If I would have followed, I don’t know if things would turn out differently but every time I thought about it, about this particular moment; I never felt any ounce of regret.

Oh! you know the usual happened. I told all of this to Rin and he listened like a good boy. I didn’t go to that college anymore; For I was sure she didn’t study at that one. I almost lost hope to see her again. No, it wasn’t love at first sight or that sort of bullshit. I just wanted to talk, just once. She just...i don't know...i just wanted to talk, especially what happened after that day, the baton encounter.

I would have thought that these encounters were already set in stone if we had some marks, like soulmates but we met again and I really thought it was just too much of a coincidence. I was dragged by Rindou to the nearest supermarket, others joined in.

We were scattered. I was standing in front of the booze rack thinking of picking something different. I was checking out the brands and someone just hit me and shards of glasses were everywhere.

A female voice reached my ears, “I’ll call you back mama” and I knew it was her. I looked up and she looked so adorable in that shorts. Whatever she said, I listened and I missed them perfectly. I was practically on cloud nine.

She gave me a paper that had her name and number. I came to reality trying to understand what the actual fuck was going on. Composing myself I put two and two together and said.

“What a beautiful ... handwriting!”, gazing at her. Her lips slightly parted while her eyebrows jumped.

“Relax miss, it's just a bottle, not someone's heart!”, I stated. It’s a good thing that I was in my casuals and my hair was tied in a bun. I’m sure with that worry on her nerves, she didn't recognise me, which is a good thing.

“Hi, I'm Ran Haitani.”, I added extending my hand toward her. If only it weren’t for her sister, I swear I had her.

But why did she give me her number? She didn’t seem like the type to hook up or maybe she wanted to. maybe she didn’t want her sister to know which I actually understand. Thoughts kept coming and I couldn’t sleep. So, I texted her.

Unknown number: “Hey…”

Dreamgirl (?) : “Who’s this?”

Unknown number: “Ran. Ran Haitani.”

Dreamgirl (?) :“Oh Oh god. I’m so sorry …I’ll pay for the damage. Let me know the place

“And the amount

Dreamgirl (?) : “Okay. Gimme a sec. I’ll ask and let you know.”

I thought that if I say what’s the amount and where to come that would mean I would lose all ties with her. So, I blinked at the opportunity.

Unknown number : “Which college are you in? I’ll come and take the money.

“I’ll let you know the amount then & there, my brother is asleep so…

Dreamgirl (?): “Ok”

“St. Joseph Institute.”

Things weren’t easy. Although, we became fast friends. I used to wait outside her college and had to plan so many things to avert the same question, ‘the amount’.

After a few weeks, she asked me what exactly did she have to do to get rid of me. So, I stopped showing up for a while but sent Rindou instead.

Whenever Rindou used to come home he would go to his DJ room and didn’t talk about her at all. ‘They must have bonded’, I concluded because if Rin liked someone he wouldn’t share any kind of memory of them with others, not even me.

But the days I didn’t wait outside her college I used to miss her like crazy. On the last day I visited Y/n , we had a moment. Simple and short, she just grabbed me because a pup came out of nowhere running towards us.

Ofcourse, I found these actions really irritating but y/n looked cute and I wasn't irritated, which was a lot surprising to me. The pup was running for his life from a trunk.

“Ah that scared the fuck outta me. Ran hold my bag and books.”, she deadpanned before taking the pup to the nearest pet shop. When I said I wanted to talk to her, I lied or more like I couldn't talk much because all I did was watch her. If I knew how to sketch, my room would be full of her pictures.

Somehow Izana came to know. He wasn’t mad because I didn’t slack off but he was impressed when I told him about y/n, her background, and academics. So, naturally, I had to stop visiting her. I tried texting her but it was hurting me, I don't know about her. Y/n didn’t come to our hideout. I’m sure Izana didn’t let her or she was too bored for that but whenever we used to hit the bar, she was there.

The most shocking part was he wanted to meet y/n when I lazily suggested about a double date. He said, “Better keep tabs on her. She is a valuable asset” I didn’t bother to question his intentions. I respect him. I should have. I should have atleast asked what does he mean by valuable asset.

And, then everything came crashing down on me.

The first time I felt sadness was when I saw my father hit my mom. The first time I got angry was when I couldn't stop my father from hitting my mom again. I had no idea I could feel both of them at the same time. Izana had different plans for her but when he came smiling warmly after that double date, I knew I lost y/n.

They were together, like ‘together, together. At first, I didn’t get it but when I noticed Izana talking continuously about forming an organization that would rule the underworld of Japan, I knew he wanted y/n to be on his side and him alone. An expert in forensic sciences working for us under the very nose of law, sure who’d be perfect than her to embrace this life of sin.

I wanted to wipe every memory of those days except one, the one when I had a chance to tell her that I liked her and kiss her, those lips that distracted me every time, every moment I spent with her.

The doorbell rang. Izana and I shared glances. We were passing joints and booze while I could hear them. I resisted the urge to take a peek but it was of no use. I tried to see them through the small gap in the door; Izana was standing shoving his hand inside the pocket while y/n was telling something while moving her hands. She was excited, she always looked so adorable whenever she does that. They were awfully apart if you ask me.

That day, after hitting the bar everyone crashed at our place. I hate it if anyone entered my room so, everyone was sitting in RIndou’s room. We all were … a little high.

Y/n came after she had a talk with Izana. I was going nuts because no way in hell they’re fucking each other in my room, neither in rindou’s, not anywhere in this apartment.

The room fell silent and I noticed everyone was doing the same thing as me until Izana came in our direction and locked the door from outside. My heart flipped inside of me.

Thanks to Kisaki and Hanma, the door was unlocked because they wanted to go home. Y/n opened it. Izana was leaning against the wall, taking drags from his half-burnt cigarette. Madarame,Muto already went home.

“I’ll be waiting in that room”, Izana said to her before entering Rindou's room and taking a seat beside Kakucho.

“Ran, the bathroom ”, she mumbled. God, how much I fucking missed her. I took her to my bathroom because Rindou's was occupied. He was well, talking to a girl and jacking off.

While she was in the bathroom, I looked at the wall and thought of shooting my shot. What's the worst could happen? I would cry? Probably get slapped? Or I could kiss her. No scratch that, I could never use force on her.

“You shouldn't throw condoms like that, atleast have a dustbin”, and I jolted. I didn't notice she was out already walking towards the table to get the water bottle.

“Why-

“Should I sanitize them and keep them in my diary writing the name of the girl I fucked?”, I realized my anger was oozing out of me. I expected her to shout, cuss at me, or walk out. Do you know what she did? She looked at me blinking rapidly and cooing, “Noh”

I licked my lips trying not to laugh. It was so tough to hold myself back. All I wanted was to pin her hands above her head and kiss those lips that had the power to own me.

She sat on my bed leaning against the door. She's really determined today, I pondered. My eyebrows jumped when I saw her snatching the beer can from my hand and chugging it down empty.

I mustered up the courage and sat beside her. My arm was grazing hers. She didn't bite so I thought it was cool. Silence prevailed for almost a minute.

“You do know that Izana is waiting for you and we're in my room, locked?”, to which she looked at me and let out a hiccup, immediately pressing her mouth with her calloused fingers, nails were painted on both hands. Such pretty hands. I wanted to touch them...

I figured something bad happened maybe with Izana or maybe with her parents since she looked away drowning in silence but I was too afraid to ask, too afraid to ruin this moment.

“He is drunk and way too high to fuck me properly if that's what you're thinking. He'll fall asleep soon. So, don't worry about all of this unless your guilt makes you spill it to him.”, she said in one breath.

GREAT. SHE'S ANGRY JUST AS I'M.

Silence prevailed upon us for more than a minute. I wanted to kiss her, her nape, neck, every inch of her body.

“So, why are you here exactly? You could have declined it”, I whispered breaking the silence between us.

She beckoned me with her index finger that had a diamond ring. As I leaned she chimed, “You. for you”

I swallowed hard. I don’t know if it was weed or her but man every inch of my skin was burning. She was right next to me. Then, I recalled Izana mentioning that she shouldn't drink much on the phone.

“Hey, you have something in your neck”, y/n extended her hand. Did she always wear such an oversized sweatshirt? Only the head of her fingers was visible through I sleeves.I didn’t notice.

Well, there’s an ample amount of time to watch now that Izana is interested in her and soon might show her our world.

“Oh yeah! We both have... matching pairs”, I added and I saw her eyes full of excitement. She looked adorable.

I felt her hands on my neck and she whispered in amusement, “It’s a tattoo”

“Do you wanna see?”, I asked to which she nodded her smile never leaving her face. And, I started to strip without any hesitation. I wasn’t wearing much, so before she could react I was half-naked.

Y/n gasped. She gasped before sitting on my thighs. I really wasn't doing anything because first, she was drunk; second, I really wanna see how this plays out, and third, I've imagined her in a lot of positions and one of them is about to happen. I'm not that much of a fool to stop this.

For some reason, she stopped before touching it, touching me. I couldn't understand why I was angry but she looked at me asking, “May I?”

“You may”, rolling my eyes heavenwards because I was screaming, ‘Yes! Please do’, in my head. I tried to stay calm as she traced the ink from my chest, along the side of my nipples, over my belly, and then she stopped.

It’s a good thing that y/n thinks I’m drunk. She wouldn’t yell at me if I kissed her now. I grabbed her biceps. She didn’t flinch. “Nice ink”, she mumbled after swallowing, eyes still boring at mine.

I was hoovering above her even though she was in my lap. She smelt nice, no not the cologne, her body scent. “Go on”, I purred. Her fingers traced along my torso halting at the back of my waist as she grinned playfully looking at me. Just a few inches of gap and I could have taken her breath away. It felt exhilarating.

It’s a good thing Rindou came in otherwise the strain in my pants was really becoming trouble and I would’ve given in to the hormones if she glanced at my lips with such submissive eyes.

“Did I interrupt something?”

“No no you didn’t. I was showing my tattoo to her. ?”, I said. y/n was still in his embrace as Rindou gave me the cringest look ever. I deserve that because that's the last resort for both of us to get a girl in our bed but y/n wasn't like that. How many times I've replayed this in my head and masturbated at the thought of her?

“Rimdouuuu...”, she squealed jumping out of my lap in a flash hugging my brother while my brother raised his hands upwards apart from her body. It took everything in me not to laugh and roll on the floor.

“On the opposite side”, Rindou added. “But I’m not stripping”

“Oh god no! I’ve seen enough”, she murmured making both of us chortle.

Y/n was about to walk out of my room before she said, “Rin, could you drop me home please?”

Rin looked at me and I nodded of course. I really didn’t want to be the one dropping her home. That would create more trouble than I already have.

Before vanishing out of my sight, y/n looked at me saying, “Bye. be well” I was still processing everything because she touched me on those parts that I never meant for anyone to touch.

When Rindou came home he didn’t speak. Not a word. And, I understood something was horribly wrong because the next day, never in my life had I seen him playing drums so hard that he broke it.

I tried reaching her after a few days, but probably she blocked me or changed her number. But fate is such a fickle whore; out of all people, Izana told me that she moved to a different city for higher studies and he came to know about this from y/n’s talks. She didn’t exactly spell it out for him.

And that made me happier than ever. I couldn't exactly pin it why that was and I was so angry to think p-r-o-p-e-r-l-y.

Things went back like they were, Izana was sly enough to negotiate with Mikey on his terms, rather than Kisaki’s. Kisaki didn't snap as I thought he would be. I bet Hanma gave him some peace-keeping. Kakucho was always by Izana’s side. Even though Rindou was with me all the time like usual

I've never felt so lonely before.

After Bonten came in light, Izana mentioned to me quite a times about her; ripping off the band-aid every time. Years passed, and Rindou claimed that she changed me because I didn’t use to visit clubs anymore with him. He often tried to start a conversation but every time I had to remind myself that I shouldn’t give in to my emotions because of Izana.

While Rindou was busy in his world I heard Izana talk about how he would have y/n by his side, rule the world, and keep her like a queen. And me? I wanted her to be happy. So, I waited until Izana found her again, but then crest-fallen, Izana went out of the picture taking the crown along with himself. I was hopeless at that point. I became immune to emotions, and feelings, almost bulletproof.

As I reached my club, I parked my SUV. I tucked her cutely in a lonely corner before taking the car keys and rotating through the key chain as I whistled, stepping into one of my favorite and expensive clubs.

“Welcome Sir”, the staff greeted me as I entered my club, where, tonight y/n and our target who has been up our ass for a while. I saw Hanma, one of our prime guests but couldn't spot Kisaki which was definitely odd because, at parties like these, they never miss and I just know how to have such investors for the steady flow of money. I wonder what Hanma will say seeing y/n here.

Mikey was satisfied, if he wasn’t me and my brother was well enough to run the clubs, make money, and enjoy the fresh lot of girls but life doesn't go like as planned. Mikey wanted to know who was the person who has been killing the head of every other club that was under Izana.

At first, he suspected Izana but after a car accident, I was sure there was a third party since Izana wouldn’t cross Mikey like that. If he wanted something for himself, he would have taken it in one way or another. Take it from me because I watched it happen from close quarters.

We have been staying low for a while and that is when Mikey suggested picking someone from the photos he laid out on the table. That was when I knew that it’s fucked up if Mikey who never lifts a finger is pouring his brain cells like a broken tap with a neverending flow of water.

There was Naoto, Chifuyu, and Ken Ryuguji, Baji Keisuke, and y/n’s picture. Our close bet was Naoto since others had quite a history with Mikey but Izana’s words echoed in my mind, “Better keep tabs on her. She is a valuable asset” and before I knew it I took her name Y/N Y/L/N, loud enough for everyone to catch it.

I had to handle everything behind the curtains and I still don’t know why Mikey stopped us from talking to her, not that I was bothered but one thing for sure I can tell is that I haven’t regretted this.

Perhaps, it was a second chance. Perhaps tonight I could tell her how angry I was, how much I hated when she talked about Izana or even Rindou.

I wonder if she asked who bought the dress for her. I had to remind my sweet bother not to tell her that it was me and zu-zu is too dumb for that.

I sat at my table, which was situated at a higher level and I made sure each one of my clubs had that because that’s where I seal the deals and conduct meetings. I had to change the walls and make them of glass because apparently my dearest brother gets lost every time he steps into the clubs.

I can’t exactly blame him some clubs were powerfully distracting but of all the reasons he mentioned, “Every club looked the same to me.” with a stoic expression. I swear to god some days, he is enough to make me pluck my hair out.

Sometimes, he is useful especially when I talk about y/n to him. I don’t know why but for some reason Rin likes her, unlike other girls. He sent me her photo wearing the dress I bought. Before i could look at it, I saw y/n in the reflection. There she was, eyes searching for me, my baton girl.

“Sir, we have a guest requesting for you”, Olivia mentioned as she placed a glass of Macallan Lalique Scotch gaining my attention.

“Show her in.” I noticed Olivia’s eyebrows jumped and I knew why. As soon as she turned around, I took a sip. It tasted harder than on other days and I realized I was about to finish it already. Even amidst the thriving party, I could hear y/n’s steps and the rhythm in it.

Music to my ears. I didn’t expect her to strike up a conversation or even a minimal greeting because my first try to talk to her ended miserably. I hated that I was the trigger to make her cry.

I could feel her standing behind me as the sound of heels halted. She cleared her throat and there it is–

“Ran..?”

Would you believe me If I said I died momentarily hearing her voice call my name?

“Rannn…?”,

Damn, she is impatient like always.

“Mr. Haitani…?”,

Oh dear lord! I swear I felt my cock twitch. She sounded so hot saying my last name.

“OH MY GOD! RANN”, she shouted, and of all things I could say, my lips blurted out, “I can hear you loud and clear. Have a sit Y/n”

I turned my gaze towards her. She's was looking lovely in that dress and when my eyes met hers, I swear all my anger vanished.

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Izana little sister x Kakucho pls

𝙄𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜

Warning : 18+, minors DNI. EXPLICIT SMUT, ANGST with COMFORT. I DIDN'T INTENDED TO MAKE IT SAD BUT I WAS SAD HELP ( no sad ending don't worry )

( what is written in italics are flashbacks)

SYNOPSIS : KAKUCHO HITTO X KUROKAWA! READER.

And these pews were a prison, linked chairs of silver. Keeping you captive, just to watch another procession after procession, through windows you see caskets and coffins endlessly.

Everybody sang but you, not that you didn't loved him, you did, he knew. But your brother also knew you hated public speaking, yet you did it, for him.

There were no tears left to cry in your body by the end, everyone went home, and you were sitting in the middle of the flowers they brought fading even faster than those ones, choking on the comforting words they tried to give you for the lost soul of your brother.

It wasn't just a funeral of a body, it was a funeral of hearts.

The funeral of a love never born.

-" will we meet again ?"

Your voice was husky from crying all day, Kakucho's heart sank deeper in his chest, and at that time, he was glad he was not facing you, all he knew was that you were sitting on one of the pews of the church, but he would never stand seeing all your shattered pieces.

Every broken part of him cried for a " yes", to carry you home, to be brave enough to be there, but he knew this love was homeless. Everything was against it since the first eye contact, even more now that your brother was...

He couldn't even hear it yet, his heart was getting squeezed way too hard in his chest.

-" Maybe in another world. "

Though he couldn't see you, he heard you scoffing, he knew that one way too good...

Kakucho knew you probably had tears in your eyes, a little sorrow smile on your pretty lips, and were nodding your head, eyes in the void.

- " I wish there was a world that accepted... This, our love. "

-" I'm dying to believe you, Kaku. "

Don't do this, please. He wanted to cry out. He couldn't stand the doubts on your voice, you and your brother trusted him with your lives, once upon a time, a broken heart was all that was left in him after hearing you, out of all people, lost trust in him.

-" But... " You stopped in your track, he knew.

Your hand would probably be glued to your mouth, watering eyes wide, muffling a sob that was scratching your heart's walls.

And if he has been a man like your brother, he would never have left you crying on your own, turning his back at you. But if he turned around to look at you, all his walls would stumble down, he would hold you tight and might never let go.

And that is not what Izana would have wanted.

Your brother was very protective and possessive toward you, just as he has been with Shinishiro. He trusted nearly no one around you, how disappointed he would have been if he knew how Kakucho always held you in his heart.

-" if the world was ending you'd come over right ?"

His breath got caught in his throat, Kakucho's eyes widened and it was harder to not turn toward you. He never realized how this love was desperate until now, until you two needed an apocalypse to let go of your guards.

If the world was ending...

Then there would be no other reason why you would have to split. You would be watching the world burning in flames while he held you tight, he would place kisses all along your skin as the sky would be falling, you would be the last standing, and this love would finally be yours to claim.

And the words left his mouth too fast, eagerness for his death, for the end, only because he would finally be able to hold you like he wished he was doing now.

-" I promise. I would've gave you a lifetime if I could. But I can't. I promise to give you my last night. "

That was the last time he had heard your voice.

Until now.

He almost forgot how your voice used to ease every pain around, the familiar feeling held him like a home he came back to.

He wondered if you had that same little smile you always had when you sang, he wondered if you were using his guitar. He still could picture it perfectly, the Kurokawa's living room, Izana on the couch next to him, his guitar in hand, and you sitting on the floor across from them, you and your mesmerizing voice.

And if they asked him to draw a family frame, that was what he would have drawn.

Deep down, he knew Izana had caught his eyes lingering too long on you, but Izana also didn't missed the sorrow and surrender that was in them, that was probably the reason why he never said anything or never blamed him for loving his little sister, as long as he loved her from afar, it was okay, it was just Kakucho.

It was dumb from him, he knew you were a boundary not to cross since the beginning, yet he couldn't help but let himself fall helplessly, madly in love with you, your eyes, your smile, everything.

It was selfish, but it was okay if he kept it to himself, right ?

Until the day he tried to steal another furtive glance from you, and found your eyes already on him. He would always remember how he felt his cheeks heating that day, how he lowered his head and looked away when he heard your small chuckle.

It became more and more frequent, prolonged and shared glances, shy smiles, inside jokes only you two could understand, stolen kisses down the alley, holding hands under the tables, little notes on your nightstand that you would burn right after reading.

Young, in love, and selfish.

He has been.

And he still was.

It was selfish, he was still selfish, he figured out. Standing at your front porch in the middle of the night, hearing you singing from the other side of the door, although every cell of him was crying not to break the promise, it was selfish to come here, it would break you.

Therefore, he turned back and started walking back home.

If only that damn flowerpot wasn't there, next to the front door in the dark.

The sound of shattering made you stop singing, Kakucho froze, and a second later, as he tried to run away like the coward he knew he was, the darkness of the neighborhood got a little bit chased by the light coming from inside your house, when you opened the door.

When you opened the door.

And you opened the door...

And there you were, staring at him with wide eyes. And through the coldness of the night, he experienced the spring's bloom, as if the blood was coursing in his veins again, he didn't felt himself turning into a dull tombstone until the meer sight of your face revived him.

Your heart missed a beat, you couldn't believe he was really there, well, he broke your flowerpot but who cares, he was there, you couldn't even suppress the smile that curled your lips.

And Kakucho's breath got caught in his throat, the most stunning work of art to ever graze earth looked at him with a smile.

-" Wow I... You're here ?"

The surprise could be heard in your voice, along with a playful smile, he deadpanned, he had to go now, he had to rip his eyes away from your smile before his mistakes rip it away from your face.

-" Yeah I was, passing by and- I heard you... You still sing ?"

He was the stupidest human being.

Only around the Kurokawa sister, you could see Kakucho Hitto, the brawler, turning into a stuttering mess. But the way your eye color shone under the moonlight, it just made him lose his words.

You found it cute, that he still had that habit of shying away around you. You let go of your front door you were holding and made few steps toward him, facing him now.

-" Oh really, captain obvious?" you rolled your eyes, waiting for him to smile a little as he always did because of your sarcasm, yet he didn't.

Now that you looked at him a little more, his face was as stoic as ever, it crushed your heart, but he didn't seemed glad to be there. He was avoiding your eyes, and the flowerpot, and he didn't knocked.

Your smile faltered.

-" you weren't just passing by, were you ?"

Your previously playful voice was nothing more than a memory now, he tried looking at your face. Mistake.

You only had those half dropped eyelids in the void when you were disappointed, you were smart, you figured out.

You always did.

Looking at you was turning unsustainable, despondent, dull hues staring at his face ignited a shame he couldn't just face. But you were not with it.

-" wear your balls and answer my question. "

He breathed hard through his nose, frustrated, but he could never get mad at you. You usually disliked being vulgar, you only used strong vocabulary when you were angry, he could hear it through your gritted teeth.

Kakucho lifted his head, locked eyes with you and read a multitude of emotions that he could not decipher. However, if a look could kill, he knew he would already be dead.

It was at times like this that he realized what family you belonged to, who your brother was, what genes you shared. When he saw the glacier that he saw in Izana in your eyes.

-" you asked me... We promised to-" he sighed loudly and closed his eyes furtively, how to say it ? .

-" you know what ? Never mind, it was selfish from me to come here ".

He was about to turn around and start walking away, his heart pounding in his chest but was stopped and stiffened when he heard your voice turning from cold to dull.

-" Yes, oh yes it is selfish " you let out a dry laughter and made another step toward him, face only inches away from his, you stared at his impassive face that used and still had your heart thumping.

-" who the hell you think you fucking are ? " He frowned, it was the first time he heard you raising your voice at him, or at anyone.

-" you disappear for months and months, I didn't even got to know if you were alive ! And you show up at my house on a full moon to tell me about a fucking promise you made out of pure guilt? "

-" That was not out of fucking guilt " he muttered through gritted teeth, it was hard to contain his anger when you were shouting at him, moreover when you scoffed.

-" oh really ? Why then ? "

As if you didn't knew, he snorted in a breath. Regular Kakucho would probably have lost it if someone talked to him the way you did, but it was you. You two were like fire and rain, if someone lost it then the other had to keep calm, otherwise he knew it would escalate very quickly.

-" Doesn't matter. I'm sorry, I shouldn't... "

He didn't finished, but you understood what he was trying to say and closed your eyes, sighing. You hated yelling, losing control, and though it was the first time you hated even more doing it with Kakucho, since he kept his composure and made it look as if you were the crazy one.

As the adrenalin in your veins and the words between the two of you died slowly, realization started falling on your shoulders.

The promise.

You gulped down. A heavy burden settled on your chest, your heart started racing faster, if it really meant what you thought it did...

With a knot in your throat, you hid your hands in your pajama shorts and took a deep breath.

-" well, I'm not seeing any apocalypse knight or lava floor. Aren't you a little bit early ?"

You tried to joke, moving your hands in your pockets and shifting your weight from one foot to another, and God, he found you drop dead gorgeous, he knew that small smile was nothing but your usual sarcasm to hide your concern, he missed every damn twisted part of you.

Kakucho gulped down, he hated to think about it but he knew the minute he would talk, your smile would fade away.

Shit, shit. Why didn't he left without saying anything ? Why did he have to come here and tell you this ? He would break you, again... He hated himself for that, he felt even less worthy than usual, you deserved nothing but the best, and he kept breaking you...

-" There's this fight, tomorrow. " He tried to sound as detached as possible, it was hard when your eyes were on him. " The leader isn't the strongest, but he is... A hero, he has the dream team by his side... "

You didn't needed to know anything more.

You got it, really.

The world started spinning, it was as if everything stopped, everything got muffled, but not the voices in your head. You were dizzy, your chest tightened, you could feel your hands starting to shake in your pockets.

I'll give you my last night.

A stabbing pain in your heart, you wondered if this is what a heart attack felt like. If you still have a heart left, that is. Picture it, the man you had loved for years and still love shows up at your door after months of separation, telling you he might not make it on his next fight, your knees would not last long, every word he uttered stirring your stomach until the nausea reached your throat. His words making you forget how to blink until your eyes begin to tingle and water.

Fight, last night, promise, Kakucho, not make it, dead.

Dead, just as Izana. Gone, the love of your life.

You swallowed thickly, lowered your head for the first time, getting the words out was one of the strongest fight you have ever had.

-" don't I... " Kakucho's heart lost count of its beats, your voice came out strangled, your face was lowered down, but he could see you biting your lower lip until almost drawning blood. " Don't I get a say in this?"

He didn't answered, another laugh left your mouth, as long as tears did with your eyes.

You have been thirsty of his ocean of love, begged for water but only tasted salt on your lips. That was what you called love, what's breaks your ribs within the silence.

He saw your cheeks glistening under the moonlight, did you knew he was this close from soil ? His heart ached just as a broken bone because your heart was glass and he broke it.

-" yeah I forgot, you were never mine to lose".

-" like hell I'm gonna let you think this ?" He approached you, hesitantly, you watched him taking your hand in his, it felt just as the first time he took it, just as the last time.

-" I'm yours, always have, always will. " He was not used to this, comforting people definitely was not a string on his bow, but he would, for you, he would. Only not to see the tears slipping out of your eyes as you tried to keep a stoic face because you always hated looking weak.

-" I'd die for you-"

-" Yeah but that's not what I'm asking you to !" You finally exploded, and sure the neighbors must have heard you, but who cares ? Your heart was expressing itself, crying its pain for a lost brother and apparently a soon lost lover. " I'm asking you to live for me. But that... That, you wouldn't ".

And as Kakucho felt the life getting ripped off his bones by the most painful way, he wondered slightly, why was he doing this ? Couldn't he stop it, come home to you ?

But no. That was what Izana would have wanted, right ? To follow Mikey, to watch over Ran, team up with Rindou and Shion, those were his family, how could he let them down ?

-" Believe me, I'd die to punch my damn face, I hate to see you cry for me".

-" What do you expect me to do ? You show up here and tell me I'm about to lose my- " your breath hitched, his got caught in his throat. It was probably masochistic but he wanted to hear what you had to say.

Your... Your... Your what ?

-" do I even come to your mind sometimes ? "

Was that supposed to be some kind of joke ? He still could not think about you without feeling his heart getting ripped open.

-" I'd lie if I said it's just... Sometimes "

-" well I always thought you'd try everything before you gave up on us. Guess I was wrong. "

He never forgot how your story ended, but there in you he was finding the missing pieces behind every exhale, where he left the words standing with sore feet.

It felt cheesy, yet who was he not to melt under your glance ? He placed your hand on his bare torso, under his jacket where you could feel his heart beating.

-" I ripped my chest open loving you. "

-" No that's false. "

It takes pain to understand pain. It took him the pain of your denial to understand the one in you.

-"If you really loved me, you would never have walked away" you pushed his hand away from you, but he wrapped his around your wrist and pulled you suddenly closer until you hit his torso.

-" I loved you enough to walk away !"

-" Oh please that's so fucking cliché-"

-" And screaming in the neighborhood at night isn't maybe ?" He scoffed, tightening his grip around your wrist, looking through your watering eyes as you glared at him. " Being a gangster sister isn't, maybe ? Dating his best friend wasn't ?"

-" just like leaving me because « I don't want you to get hurt» "

-" Yes they would've gone after you ! Izana was fucking gone- " his breath got caught in his throat, he figured out his voice never rose that way with you, yet you were not the least impressed. " You already lost someone you loved because of those fucking gangs, I didn't wanted you to feel it again".

-" Yes, 'cause I'm obviously walking on sunshine now " you scoffed, using your free hand to pull your hair back, he forced himself to calm down seeing your obviously overwhelmed face.

-" it doesn't matter anyway ".

His words hit you like the sky fell on you, you dropped your hand and closed your mouth to listen to what he had to say.

-" From tomorrow, all our reasons would be irrelevant, and I'd wish... I listened to my heart for once".

He was talking as if he knew the next morning would be the last time he woke up, as if he knew today was the last time he would talk to you, and it crushed your soul to see how pleading his eyes were.

And suddenly, as if you just opened your eyes, everything started getting clearer, priorities, important things. The months away didn't meant anything anymore, all of it sounded all of a sudden trivial things, considering the storm coming...

-" I look at you, and I see everything I've never had, never deserved-"

-" But hey I'm here. " You cut him off, Kakucho stiffened, his frown faltered, and you knew you would regret letting him in again but seeing the tiny spark of hope flickering in his eyes. " I'm here, and you can have me. "

The words were stolen from his throat, he pulled his head back slightly, were you serious ? Hell, if you were, he didn't deserve even a glance from you.

-" What... Wait what do you mean ?" His confusion could have made you laugh, if the situation wasn't this desperate.

-" Let's take it inside, yeah ? Think the neighbors hate us enough-"

-" Hell yeah !" You two startled, then turned your heard to the source of the sound to find miss Cho, throwing death glares at you two through her window. Somehow you couldn't help but let a smile curl your lips, and seeing this, Kakucho's heart raced faster in his chest.

She has been here, and silent. The only witness of the times you would sneak out of the house at night to join him in a late night ride, had been here to witness your stolen first kisses in the backyard, hidden where nobody could see you. She had seen it starting, and she would witness it ending...

He didn't changed through months and months, he was still the cutest human being you had ever known, he wouldn't even let you make tea for both of you, he did it, knowing the Kurokawa's kitchen like the back of his hand.

You two sat on that same couch, next to your brother's guitar. Time and circumstances could go to hell, because inside that heaven of yours, they weighted nothing. You still could talk about anything, he still could steal smiles from you effortlessly, and you could still steal his heart beats like no fight or hard workout ever did.

He'd explained about that fight, he'd held your broken gaze, and your hand as well, and though you didn't agree, though you didn't understood, you took it on you.

At some point, drunk on a feeling and the late night he'd stole a laughter from your lips, and he had hoped, Heaven ! He never asked something from the God's, he accepted since way too long he was born cursed for whatever he had done in a past life... Yet he wished, there would be a tomorrow. That tomorrow would mean he could hear his name slipping from your mouth.

He had to let you know, dear, your laugh fights my grief and ache better than I ever did.

-" Tell me how I could've lived without you ?"

And slowly, he watched you slipping between his fingers, water he had tried to grab. Your smile fell, he knew he had said the wrong words, they slipped right from his heart though.

He moved closer next to you on the couch and pulled you against his chest when you tried to pull away.

- " Hey, I'm sorry okay- please... Don't cry I-"

-" It has never been 'til death do us apart for us, right ?" You lifted your head to meet his gaze, he looked at you silently. " It's until death takes you away from me".

A losing game, not worth the effort, that is how he felt. A pain's magnet, he got addicted to you and would bring all his curses to you, he would stain you.

-" How could you love a disgusting mess like me ?"

Your chest tightened, indignation, if it was someone else, you would've beat the shit out of him with all what your brother taught you for daring to speak about Kakucho this way, but since it was him...

In no time, you straddled his lap and caught sight of the blush adorning his cheeks. True thing you two have never been in this position before, yet currently you couldn't care less.

Your hands gripped his chin and lifted his head to meet your gaze.

-" Say it again, Hitto ?" You had inquired, his mouth opened to speak yet you crushed his face between your hand almost painfully to shut him down. " Say this or even just think this about yourself again and I'll kick your balls ".

How could he eventually forget about who's blood was running through your veins ? His king's blood, the queen's blood. Your grip around his face was only tightening, and your eyes, well, they could have burned him to ashes if he wore something flammable.

A women worth a thousand soldiers, a queen never afraid to drop the crown for a good fight, and all of this, on top of his body...

Heaven, he was still a guy learning about his body, his urges, and your body straddling him was too much to bear.

-" You should-" he tried to speak, placing his hands hesitantly around your hips to gently push you off his lap, yet he hissed and felt a thunder passing by his crotch when you suddenly pressed your knee against it, though gently.

-" I'm not joking, Kaku. I'll crush them, if you dare talk about you this way".

Yes, he would not, he would never again, just please, for whatever's sake, did you knew your shorts were riding your thighs until they looked more like panties than shorts ?

-" You might be a merciless god outside this house " you added, he focused on the awesome color of your eyes in order to forget about the desire building up between his legs.

-" But with me, you're the sweetest human being ever".

And Kakucho Hitto had loved you with mouth sealed, hands bound, from distance.

He had loved you in loneliness, with patience, his heart breaking, his soul aching.

But nothing was to be compared to him loving you as you leaned toward his face, and your soft lips placed a quick kiss on his.

-" you don't know all of me" .

With an overwhelming monotony he declared, breaking his own heart and yours. And you couldn't help but think, damn the heavens, damn the continent, or whatever had made this man so insecure.

-" Fuck you, I do " you flashed the brightest smile you had at him, like smiling at a child who just said the dumbest thing, he was only a child in your hands as you cupped his cheeks that way.

-" I knew you, through your first bender with me in the basement and Izana nearly killed you for letting me drink".

He saw them in your eyes, those memories you talked about.

-" I know you still keep my picture in your wallet " your smile dropped a little, his eyes slipped toward your lips, heart racing against the time. " And you're almost always shirtless under your jackets, which you know, I find stupid as hell like damn wear a fucking shirt "

You laughed, and thousands of doves flew into his stomach, your face was truly a blow to his heart, and your hands on his cheeks the bandage.

-" And I know... You're beautiful" as soon as you uttered it, his eyes dropped down, yet you shook your head slightly and ignored his protests when you leaned over his face and placed your lips on his scar, just above his eye that he closed.

-" you talk and you talk, and I never apologize for drifting away while looking at your gorgeous face".

He shivered to the spine, might it be because of your words or your lips trailing kisses down his neck and slowly reaching for his bare chest under his jacket.

How could he even think he deserved you ? He was a good-for-nothing guy, no purpose or future except for serving others, why would you even love him ? You, beautiful, gorgeous, smart, kindhearted.

And there he was, a dove in your hands you were feeding crumbs of love to, healed his broken wings. An angel, you were, and when he couldn't fly, you placed your wings on his heavy burden and lift him up, and now you were taking the pain he brought in his hands because he was cursed.

He never felt this way, his heart felt like growing up until his chest seemed about to explode, and he doubted it was only because of the wet kisses you were leaving on his pecs ... Truth is, no one ever cared for him the way you did, you were too good to be true, to be on his side.

You were like, an old love song that people made love to, in a world that doesn't love with that same kind of soul anymore.

-" Such a pretty boy " you peered up at him, only there he figured out you were on your damn knees between his legs. How hadn't he see it before ? Oh well, maybe was he too caught in the feeling of your fleshy lips on his bare skin.

He cursed under his breath, his hand flew to tilt your head up when your hand on his abdomen found the waistband of his pants.

-" H-ey, whatcha doing ?"

You chuckled slightly staring at his red cheeks, as his hand reached for your arm and tried to pull you up, yet you could clearly see the bulge in his pants.

-" do you trust me, Kaku ?"

Why'd your eyes look at him as if he was so beautiful when they were the moon and the stars ? When your expectant parted open lips were the worst distraction in the world ? When your bare thighs looked as soft as a plush ?

-" hm, trust your girl ?"

His girl.

And in the end, salt calls the ocean home. And he guessed that is why drowning has always been a part of loving you.

-" With my life " he responded, eyes stuck in yours, your smile grew wider, and quickly, your hands pulled his pants and underwear down.

And the ways your pupils dilated when you saw his long, impressive length was something he would never forget.

Both of you were young, and he had touched himself plenty times before, thinking about you, but he would never have imagined to feel such a madness coursing through his blood when you would wrap your small hand around his member obviously too big for it.

-" Sh-shit " he cursed as you learned over it and brushed your lips multiple times against his tip, never taking it in mouth though teasingly giving him your doe eyes while placing kisses on top of his shaft.

-" Love, please ".

-" What is it that my pretty boy wants ?" Your innocent voice asked, which made him even harder in your hand.

-" Please, touch me, take me in ".

And who were you to refuse him anything ?

-" goddamn-" his hands flew to your hair, something he might have seen in some of the tapes Ran used to bring and might have thought to do with you.

Intoxicating, was the sight and feeling of your small mouth trying to take him in, and through the heat, he still felt your tongue swirling against his tip, making his balls feel heavier.

You gagged slightly around him in an attempt to take him deeper, your throat tightening around him got him throwing his head back and breathing faster, louder.

-" Pretty, takes me so damn good. But please, don't force yours- fuck !"

He was close, and certainly more now that you took all of him and your other hand began massaging his balls.

He pulled your hair stronger, if he knew it was kind of painful Kakucho would never forgive himself, but something about that pain had you rubbing your thighs together and panting with him in your mouth.

What a sweet torture, being trapped between your lips, he never would want any freedom.

None sweeter, nor slower death could save him, unable to resist your sweet lips around his flesh, the night intoxicated ; love and desire libidinal tryst, and grace fell, heaven and hell contented within your grip, temptation resonance ensnared by euphoria's debauched bliss.

And he'd touched himself before, but never came this much. Tried to make you pull away, yet you just clung on his thighs and swallowed his love, his poison in you, watching him shaking and throwing his head back, praising you and moaning your name in jerky breaths again and again.

Then the fallen angel would lift her head and look at him, her swollen pink lips smiling with his juices at the corner, her wet lashes and glossy eyes sparkling his darkest nights, and he was hard again.

Young, hard, and in love.

He pulled you back on his lap by your hand, you oblige and straddle him and he had to take it in him and ignore the wet spot on your shorts brushing against his sticky tip.

His hand would reach for your chin gently, making you look at him with doe eyes and a slight smile, and his heart would stumble on its own beats again.

-" how'd I deserved such a good girl, hm ?"

You would roll your eyes playfully, but he'd still catch the red twilight on your cheeks and lean in to kiss you, put his soul, heart and love in one single kiss.

Your hands would reach for his shoulders, and his head in your neck placing wet kisses would make you grind your hips against his. He would watch you trying to get off on his thigh, and fail, whimpering and whining.

-" You... Have you done it before ?" He would ask with the condom you just brought from your room in his hands, after the heat started turning unbearable.

You'd bit your lower lip, blink rapidly, resembling a fairy, or a dream, he would think, then shake your head. He'd find it funny, how you suddenly turned shy, then the realization would fall on him and he'd know he would be your first, and his chest would fill with pride and some guilt because hell he didn't deserve you.

Kakucho would love your body, not through words but through calloused fingers on your now bare breasts, soft thighs, swollen clit, slipping between your folds until your juices were dripping on his fingers and he would lick them clean, smirking at the blush on your cheeks.

-" Now I'm gonna make this pretty girl mine, yeah ? "

He would line his tip with your wet folds, both of you moaning when he slipped inside,and though Kakucho'd be sitting, he would feel himself floating.

-" You're so fucking tight, baby... Feel like heaven... "

Heaven, the Gods hated him, yet they gave him an angel for what might be his last night on earth, and it was enough, for he has never been so happy.

-" Kaku, please " you would beg once the pleasure takes the pain's place, he would ask you.

-" What is it that m'love wants, hm ? Jus' say the word and I'd give you the world ".

You would kiss him and ask him to move, and he would start slowly and gently pulling out and pushing back, swallow your moans in a kiss while feeling his guts burning.

He would feel so lucky, feel like flying when you would come around him and clench tight, roll your so enchanting eyes and bite your red lips, you would be mesmerizing and he would forget to chase his own pleasure for a minute.

Just a minute where the world stops, where he was just a guy and you just a girl, where the world was ending and the sky falling, and in the center of that chaotic poem two lovers, a fallen angel and a kindhearted devil kissing each other through the apocalypse.

Then he would come, so much more than the first time that he would even wonder could the condom take it ? He would feel all his limbs giving in and feel so lightheaded.

The gods would grant him a last gift as you would wrap your love and arms around his chest, lay your head on his racing heart and start humming your favorite song, singing a lullaby to the unworthy devil and coating him in pearls of love and perspiration.

-" can we stay like this ? I-I mean... A little longer ?"

You would lift your head, half-lidded tired eyes to look at his face so lovingly that for a second, he thought he was someone else, someone worthy.

With a smile, you would get up from his lap, and his heart would sink in his chest but for a short amount of time, since you'd just turn your back at him and sit between his parted legs, your back pressed against his chest to face the window and his arms would wrap around your waist.

-" I just want you to know that... Loving you had nothing with possessing you".

He started, you would press yourself tighter against his chest, and let your gaze get lost in Tokyo night lights through the window.

-" you've given me enough memories to last a lifetime, enough love to say I've had a fucking great life".

Your throat would tighten, you would start hearing the cracks of your hearts when he kisses your bare shoulder and adds.

-" and Love, my life worths nothing but I swear on whatever you want, if I come back tomorrow, I'd stop everything. And I'd stay with you ".

You would swallow hard, his head would nuzzle in your neck, where he could feel your pulse under his lips, and he would feel his throat tightening.

-" I would make love to you until carving my damn name inside you ".

His hands would slide on your belly, through your sorrow you would find it in you to smile and turn your head slightly toward his seductive grin, before it falters and his chest tightens again.

-" But if... I don't make it."

And there's, invisible hands would close around your neck, and he would kiss it to free you.

-" I'd be proud cause at least I did one thing right. I've had the right one. "

And Kakucho would figure out it has never been something as " what doesn't kill you make you stronger ", no. It whittles at your soul until you're living dead, just like the tear of yours he felt dropping on his hand around your abdomen.

-" You'd still be there to tell them 'bout me, hm ?"

And his voice would break, nothing more than Kakucho Hitto hiding his crying face in your neck, nothing more than the wetness making you break down in silent tears, holding the flesh around your chest, if only you could rip that heart away from there, give it to him, make him have two hearts for if ever something happens to the first, he would live through you, and you would live through him.

-" you'd write songs 'bout me, tell em how much of a coward I am. You'd love me back to life, yeah ? "

He'd swallow hard, trying to be as silent as possible, but the tears in his face would burn his cheeks until his heart combust , wasn't he too young to be this broken ?

You would nod your head fervently, slightly turn your head toward him and he would see your bloodshot eyes, and think of you as the saddest love song, the most soul-crushing painting, the prettiest of his scars.

And he would understand why Izana didn't wanted him around you, but he would never try to change the ending, maybe he would even come back to you sooner, and if you were a wildfire he would gladly burn in your flames until he was nothing more than ashes.

-" Look, love "

He would say, as he tilts your wet cheeks toward the window.

-" If i could, I'd take this world for you. I'd give it all to my love "

And you would explode in cries again, he would tighten his arms around you and press you against him.

It was so pure, naked hearts and bare bodies pressed around each other, and if he could, he would hold you like you two had no bones , like each rib could come and crush together and melt into the sinews of hearts, and your skin fuses together, he would hold you forever the closest.

The war getting ready, soldiers cleaning their armors, others shining their swords...

The world was ending, and the flames shining, but until the daylight, he would hold you, and until his last breath, he would love you.

-" Love slipped beyond my reaches, but baby, this world is ours, tonight ".

He would tilt your head toward the window, looking at the outside world, and would place a kiss on top of your head when you would sob.

-" Ours ?" You would ask, lifting your head and watering eyes to ask him, and he would kiss you like the world was ending, but before, he would promise.

-" Ours. Our world. "

Network : @tokyo-ballroom @downtown-roponggi

I'm fucking crying okay ? It's 4am and I'm fucking crying.

However, I wouldn't mind making a second part for an eventual happy ending if you guys like this one, anyway, I'm gonna cry again.

[mikeysbabygirl]

Hey sweetie, can I please request a Wakasa x reader with the grumpy x sunshine troupe??

I found your tumbrl yesterday and I just looove your writing. 💕💕

Wicked games

Warning : 18+, Minors DNI. A LOT OF SEXUAL TENSION , nicknames, smut, kinda daddy kink cause Waka is daddy <3 okay I'm cringe

Synopsis : when something unexpected happened, Benkei couldn't train you and Wakasa had to be your coach for the day, would your two opposite personalities get along ?

Note : guess you meant Wakasa to be the grumpy right ? And thanks for your compliment 🖤

Please, it's the first time I write a " sunshine " character, IT'S SO HARD PLEASE TELL ME IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT ANON

-" Fuck you ! "

Good thing, you had good reflexes. Whatever was that fight or flight, thanks heaven, you bent the knees in the nick of time to avoid the stiletto piercing the air flying your way.

Your eyes widened and your mouth opened wide, finally stood up when you heard the shoes hitting the wall behind you and falling to the ground.

-" I'm always so welcomed here " you sarcastically declared, earning the attention of everyone in the gym, well, everyone namely the unknown girl who was within a hairsbreadth of giving you a concussion, Benkei, Senju and no other than Wakasa Imaushi, who by chance happened to be standing next to the door you just took to enter the gym.

You could feel his jaded gaze on you, as well as the sorry one of your coach and Senju. The girl however seemed to stare next to where you were standing , only then a light flickered in your thoughts and you understood the stiletto as well as the delightful welcoming was not directed toward you.

-" Sorry kid, you okay ?" Benkei inquired, getting closer to your smaller body to check if you have been hurt, you flashed him your usual bright smile.

-" I'm all fine, maybe a little bit curious, what's the tea ?"

Arashi contained a smile, he should have expected it, nothing more than your usual cheerfulness despite almost receiving a stiletto in face as soon as you came for your usual workout. That was mainly one of the reasons why the two of you went from being a coach and his rookie to being friends in a short period of time, the fact that no matter how bad the situation was, everything suddenly seemed lighter whenever you were around.

-" Oh nothing more than this asshole being the dumbest guy I dated !"

Your eyes drifted from Arashi toward the unknown girl, who spoke while glaring at the man standing few feets next to you. You turned your head toward him and he did the same, immediately your lips curled in a Colgate smile, his exasperation soared at the same time.

That smile, that damn smile.

Needless to say Arashi's eyes were already glued on your face, while you cluelessly teased Wakasa silently. He hated you, you were well aware of it. From the first time you walked into that gym, he had hated your mannerisms, the ease with which you hogged everyone's attention, the nonchalance with which you greeted his dark looks, and the fact that you seemed to revel in his hostility toward you.

He had known a lot of girls in his life, but you... You were everything he despised the most in the world, he always saw more behind your constant good mood and your pleasant character, he was convinced that you lured everyone else into a vice of pleasant person to achieve your ends.

And God, you were good. From the top of your early twenties, you were able to lead men of your age and even older by the fingertips, with a blink of an eye or a big smile, the pull-up bar that has been busy since hours was suddenly empty for you to use, and suddenly the men that were waiting for their turn to use it, were only there to time you or show you the right way to do the movement, while you converse in an enthusiastic voice.

-" It's about time you understood someone with such a hairstyle can't be mentally stable ".

While Wakasa ignored you and leaned against the wall, staring at his ex fling, the latter threw a death glare toward you, you suddenly winced and peered at Senju.

-" Oh... Too soon ?"

- "definitely " Senju who happened to be an acquaintance from the gym too, laughed under her breath while leaning against the ropes of the boxing ring. She was the closest person to your generation there, you really liked her and sometimes wondered how a person like her managed to be friends with someone like him.

-" you know what, Kim ?" Arashi stood between the girl who was approaching what was probably her ex, and Wakasa, raising his hands in front to get her attention, you contained your smile because of how he seemed like walking on eggshells.

-" Lemme give you a ride home, sounds good ? It's late, you're prolly tired".

-" And crazy " Senju sang slightly under her breath, the girl ignored her and kept her eyes on her ex, who was nonchalantly leaning against the wall with crossed arms, giving her an empty stare, determined to not be the one who breaks the eye contact.

Suddenly you realized what was happening, your eyes widened and a gasp of surprise escaped from your mouth, drawing the attention of everyone in the room, including Wakasa who rolled his eyes.

-" Wait, Are we all just gonna sit there and ignore the fact that I missed a nap and came here for nothing ?"

Benkei wore a confused and sorry expression, Senju winced slightly and you gasped from indignation. It had been a tiring day, you'd had classes at the university all morning and worked in the afternoon, all you'd dreamed of was your cozy mattress and yet you'd forced yourself to join your coach because today's session was by far the best of the week, all of this to hear that he was about to leave?

-" good so you'd know the world does not always revolve around you" Wakasa spoke for the first time, you turned toward him frowning and eyed his neutral expression.

-" nobody asked about my opinion when you and her were breaking each other's back, why I gotta pay the piper now?"

-" Hey look" Benkei turned toward you and gave you a little smile, something about your lowered eyebrows, pouting mouth and big bright eyes weighed on his stomach, Wakasa saw his friend's face softening like it never did and scoffed silently.

-" I'll make it up to you, I promise, but for now... She will end up hurting herself trying to hurt him. " Benkei whispered the last part, peering at Kim and Senju who, standing behind him went out of her way convincing the girl not to throw her second shoe toward her ex, then at the man few feets next to you who seemed to not care the least about anything that was happening.

Sighing, you watched the angry tears slip away from her eyes and wondered slightly what could he possibly have done to get her acting this way, you knew he was a playboy and he had the looks, she probably was another notch in his belt. Internally you felt sorry for her, and reluctantly, you met Benkei's eyes in an understanding smile and nodded.

-" great ! You're the best. Kim, shall we go ? " He turned toward the latter and started forcing her to walk out of the gym, therefore only you three were left , the next minutes.

-" they're getting bolder" Senju started, taking her sport bag laying next to the boxing ring. " From blowing up your phone to coming here".

-" She knew what she was getting into ".

Squinting your eyes, you couldn't believe he was acting so cold toward someone who was on the verge of crying because of him. Speaking of the devil, he caught your glare on him and raised an eyebrow at you, as if he didn't knew that what he was doing was wrong.

You cracked one of your best smiles in his direction, and were pleased to see his expression darken. In truth, you had no idea what he had against you, but from the beginning he had not been pleasant in your presence and had not treated you like any other customer, he probably hated your cheerful nature which made you happy to display it in front of him every time.

Gross, he thought and looked away. Loath was more than just a word, it was palpable everytime you were around, with every word you spoke in your perky timbre of voice, and in his guts after the slightest glimpse at your wide-eyed gaze.

-" That's all well and good but in the meantime I'm left without a coach ".

Serves you right, was what his glance expressed toward you. You ignored him and gave all of your attention to the shorter girl who made her way toward you.

-" Maybe Benkei will return soon? " She had a sorry face, you flashed another smile toward her to let her know it was all well.

-" Don't think so, look it's already late-"

-" we're closing in ten minutes. "

-" Waka ! " Senju roasted him, that one shrugged, straightened and passed by her, making his way to the ring. " It's mainly because of you that Benkei had to leave. If it was someone else, you would've took over !"

He slipped under the ropes of the ring, ignoring her statement. Relevant to say the customer is top one priority, usually, he would not have minded taking over for Benkei, he had nothing to do anyway. However, when that same customer was proven able to stir his guts by their meer sight, the priorities suddenly changed and the only one in sight was to get as far as possible from where you were standing.

-" It's okay, Senju. Really " you shook your head and placed your duffel bag back on your shoulder. " I'd rather wait 'til next week than to be coached by the wild cat ".

The temperature inside the gym dropped suddenly, Senju gripped her bag's strap, eyeing the older guy who didn't turned but gave a side eye glare which without lying gave you the chills, added to the silence around.

-" Just a mistake, white leopard, she meant " a nervous laugh escaped the Kawaragi's mouth, you maintained your eyes on his side glance however, lips curled.

-" whatever bites, grrrr."

She contained another smile, both your attentions were drawn to the purple haired man as he turned and placed his elbows on the rope, a fresh lollipop between his lips.

-" We all know why she prefers Benkei anyway".

His tone was more condescending than usual, you frowned as much as Senju who started to feel the tension rising.

Intrigued, you approached the ring until you were at the level of the ropes, raised your head to meet his eyes which were sizing you up and tilted your head with a smile.

-" would you elaborate on this , Imaushi ?"

He swore it was the same last name he would not stop hearing since he first opened his eyes to the world, why would it sound any different now ?

And about your eyes on his, was it because you were so close or was the color always this striking? Was it because of that sinless smile that you had everyone in your pocket that easily ?

He leaned over the ropes a little more, until a blonde hair lock brushed against your nose that you wrinkled, shaking your head quickly, the gesture itself was strangely warming the cold shoulder he gave you, strangely.

-" Dude goes as easy on you as with an eggshell " he shrugged in front of your raised eyebrows and parted mouth, it was said now, he always saw how Benkei used a softer tone with you, he didn't put even half his strength into his attacks and removed the weights from the bars for you, despicable.

-" Okay wow guys I think, I maybe... Should leave you to it" Senju chose the wisest option perceiving you pulling your head slightly back and something flickering in your eyes that even him didn't missed.

She gave a last warning glance toward him.

Don't push it too far.

He barely glanced at her.

My business.

Even you barely turned to look at her when she called your name.

-" Enjoy your workout !" She waved a quick goodbye at you before slipping outside the gym, anxious not to get caught up in whatever she knew would soon explode between the two of you. she knew the reluctance of her friend toward you and was aware of the pleasure you took in pushing him to his limit.

He waited for an answer but all you have done was so barely give him enough time to straighten his back before slipping under the ropes of the ring, finding yourself thus in front of him with your bodies almost pressed against each other.

-" You know what's uglier than you ? " He inquired, discreetly swallowing his breath watching you tilting your head and licking your smiling lips. " You from this close ".

Then, when he heard your laughter, he knew he didn't want that one around him anymore. No matter how electric the atmosphere between you two was, it lightened it a little, why were you laughing ? Weren't you supposed to be offended ?

Be that as it may, you were not the shade of slighted by his statement, actually, you were even entertained.

-" You know what is even uglier than a zebra ? A 27 with a zebra hairstyle. "

Not the least moved, he lifted his head and eyed you from head to toe.

-" Why are you even here ?"

You knew what he meant, but as always, you were in the mood of beating around the bush.

-" I believe at some point my mom forgot her pills... "

He deadpanned, judging the smirk curling your lips.

-" C'mon, it was funny " you scratched the back of your neck.

-" no, it was not. "

-" yes it was " you sang in a melodious tone that almost gave him a stomach ache. " You would've laughed if Satan didn't left your soul behind, bringing you back from hell".

The silent treatment, ignoring you was his best way everytime you started ranting, if you were some fire, he would be the one to turn it off.

-" Back off, and go home. "

It was the best, it was getting late and he was absolutely not in the mood to deal with your energy excess. Instead of answering, or backing off, you kept your gaze on his so close eyes from yours while pulling your shirt over your head, watching his eyes widening slightly.

May the world give him a small break to figure out exactly when did you turned so... Eye-catching in your cobalt blue sport bra ?

When did you started smelling as fruits and Gardenia? By god you had to back off, the perfume was thrilling, making his body beg him for more.

Your face was a painting and your emotions the artist, since when did it start to turn captivating, to watch and note the life in your features ?

-" You said Benkei takes it easy on me. " You pulled your hair up in a quick bun, his eyes trailed down the few hair locks falling from it, before he had to go back to your face when his gaze fell on the hollow of your strapped bra, what had overwhelmed him at that moment would remain a secret that he would carry with him to his grave.

-" so, teach me. "

-" I said back off-"

-" Teach me " you got closer when he tried stepping back, he stared impassively at your face, so you wanted him to be your coach now, suddenly?

-" What's in it for me, princess ?"

of contempt, this nickname was soaked only in contempt. Looking you up and down, reminding you that you were clearly only on the level of a useless princess next to him.

-" You'll get your hatred out on me " and you would get to see how he was willing to teach you, if he thought Benkei was not doing the things in the right way, maybe deep inside, you knew that one was taking it easy on you...

He seemed to be in deep thought, although his expression showed nothing. He was weighing the pros and cons, maybe putting you in your place would be the best way to get that unbearable smile off your face?

-" Go down on me, Imaushi. "

-" Don't say it like this... " Through gritted teeth, what he was feeling had no place in a gym, the heat was rising in him when he didn't even started to move.

You frowned, god's sake, were you really that oblivious ? There was nothing more than usual in your hopeful face, could you be that oblivious ?

-" Go 'head, ruin me ".

Majestic velocity, a leopard in all its greatness.

In a split second, you were laying down, a cramp aching in your knee. You pulled that one against your chest and frowned, looking at him as he stood on top of you.

-" First lesson, never get this close to your opponent".

It was unhealthy, but seeing you on the ground that way, no smile in your face, frowning and breathing fastly had something refreshing, or rather extremely burning.

-" didn't took too much to convince you " you sat up and offered him your hand so he could help you to stand up. He eyed that one about two seconds before taking it, noting the warmth of your skin before pulling you up abruptly, only when you went to pull your hand away, a stretching ache coursed through your arm, he held it behind your back and bent you down, pressing your wrist.

-" Shit... You're going feral " you tried to laugh in an interrupted breath when he stretched your arm a little more, getting a hiss of pain from you.

-" you trust the opponent?" He ran his gaze down your exposed neck, back, and stopped right before reaching your hips, he could feel you resisting his grip, it was wrong, he could break your wrist anytime he wanted to, this way. Benkei has been doing an awful job.

He let go of your hand suddenly, sucking on his lollipop while watching you steadying yourself right in time to not fall to the ground.

And when you turned to face him, fists Infront of your face, you were smiling slightly again, he frowned and cracked his neck.

A small lapse of time where he allowed himself to note how fascinating it was to watch your chest rise and fall with each interspersed breath, your reddening cheeks and parted lips were worth a single lost heart beat, just one.

-" tired already ? " He made two steps toward you, containing his smirk as you held your fists closer to your face. " Want me to slow down, princess ?"

Don't say it like this, you wanted to say to his pretty face, but you would rather die than make it awkward this way, from your mouth, you were sure it wouldn't sound as sexy as it was from his.

-" Have no mercy on me " your lips stretched playfully, against all odds, you could have sworn you have seen the corner of his mouth twitching, yet the next second you dodged one of his kicks by jumping to the side.

-" You're boring me... " He literally yawned, flying another kick toward you that you've had more trouble to dodge than the first time.

You rested your back against the ropes, panting heavily, watching as he turned toward you with an impassive face.

-" uh-huh, missed the goal of my life ".

A " tsk " left his mouth in a mocking manner, it was pathetic that you kept the good-nature but had trouble keeping your own breath.

- " weren't you like supposed to close in ten minutes ? " You inquired, aiming a blow at his stomach, he dodged your first attack effortlessly then kicked your ankle, luckily it was not as strong as to make you fall down though it stole a pretty whimper from your lips.

-" this shit's more satisfying than sleep itself" he admitted, you left the ropes he was about to cage you against, then both engaged in a slow dance around each other, examining carefully every step the other took.

-" So charming " your sarcastic closed-eyes smile expressed. " You definitely know how you talk to a girl, are you a rainstorm, Imaushi ? Because I'm soaked ".

-" Oh shut the fuck up ".

Your foot flew to his side, and you were proud it brushed against his ribs at least before he locked it between his left arm and side. You quickly put all your weight on the other foot while trying to reach for the ropes to steady your body, but God were they far.

-" Now tell me, how'd you get away with this?"

Your breath was stolen from your lungs, his hand around your ankle slid stealthily and pulled on your thigh, you gasped, watched your hands helplessly collapsing against his torso to stop your face in a nick of time to crash against his.

-" This... " Your mouth opened wide, brows furrowed and glossy eyes, his purple eyes smoldered, now that face had definitely not a place in a gym.

From this close, he could see the color of your eyes darken in a thin circle around your dilated pupils, watch you bite your lip trying not to show your pain, your chest jerking with each jerky breath.

By what miracle had the night, or perhaps adrenaline, made you so bewitching when only a few days earlier, you were a plague to avoid ?

-" You're... "

-" Hm ?"

A thousand shades of poison, was Wakasa Imaushi's fragrance seeping through your nostrils. Features like an ocean, pushing you, pulling you back, those amethyst hues cluelessly enchanting you while they stared at you sucking your lower lip in a frown.

Those lips had their magnetism, pulling his gaze ever so effortlessly.

-" You're hurtin' me... "

Uncomfortable, rather than painful, were his fingers digging deeper in the skin of your thighs. The ache coursed through your core in a burning circuit, ashes of his fingertips had your body secretly begging for more...

-" Yeah ? Bet it hurts good, princess".

How would it look, to any passerby to catch his look trailing down your lips, the grip of his hand around your skin, could they feel the pressure he was engulfed into ? Deafening until his ears were ringing, as if diving meters under the surface, he never felt so lightheaded.

It was a risky move, yet it was the only exit your body had considered. The one leg that carried your weight suddenly swung out to hit his stomach, using the force by which you were propelled backwards to push him as far as possible.

As his eyes widened, his back slammed against the ring ropes, your body gave way to the lack of support and fell backwards until your back was pressed against the tarp covering the floor.

Your lips curled, triumphant and proud, you leaned on your elbows, and helplessly your smile faded.

There, standing in front of you, tall, impressive, glare dark as the thoughts running in his head, rolling up his sleeves with a lifted head. It was not that you felt small, you were small, under the imposing, almighty white leopard.

Sizing you up, preying on you, a hortensia cage was agonizingly slow closing around you.

Wakasa watched your throat bobbing lightly while you gulped down, as he made a step toward your laying body, his shade covered your shape, and like a cloud he overshadowed your brightness, watching your smile faltering and drinking in the exquisite wide-eyed gaze you scanned his body with.

Toxic was the word for that succulent pleasure of extinguishing the candle you were.

-" Sunshine can storm, I see ".

You ignored his statement, forced yourself out of your lost stare and got up, quickly putting your fists back in front of your face.

-" was my kick strong enough, Imaushi ?"

You stared turning around him, while he stood right there, sucking his sweet and following you out of the corner of his eye.

-" Should eat more proteins. Maybe you'd have more muscles and less... Rainbows ".

You stopped your walk around him for a second, tilting your head to the side in a questioning look.

-" Rainbows ?"

-" hm " he confirmed, cracking his joints, you winced. " Y'always smiling and laughing, makes me wanna throw up ".

- " Oh... " You startled when he turned to face you, starting to get closer and somehow you felt caged. " So what you're saying is, my light is blinding you ?" You tried to joke, only to earn a cold dull glance.

-" What the hell do you even eat for breakfast?"

-" Guys like you ". You smiled, his stomach got crushed by a lump. Were you always this... Flirtatious ?

A land away from denial, Wakasa stole a secret second to wonder, was hatred supposed to crush one's soul this way ? Was contempt such a suffocating prison, that he knew every specific crease in your face when you smiled? What in this world or another, stronger than the loath could make your sight and scent so intoxicating?

- " saying that Benkei is easy on me " you scoffed, slipping between him and the ropes to avoid getting trapped. " You're not doing much either, I'm not even sweating".

Funny how sometimes, your heart doesn't need eyes. It stumbled on its own heart beats, perceiving a slight wind whistle, a fragment of a second that was enough for him to move behind you, block your arm behind your back and have his hand around your neck.

Pressed against your back, a hair lock of him tickled your neck that way you knew just how close he was, his breath hit your ear, a stern tone of voice ignited a fire inside you.

-" If I wanted you knocked out, you'd already be laid by now".

Despite his grip around your neck, and the stretch in your arm, you turned your head to your side and were caged in a lavender ocean, the stick of that damn lollipop meer inches away from your lips.

-" maybe I wouldn't mind... " He gulped down discreetly, eyes falling on your moving lips. " Getting laid by you"

-" Love, I'd die to take you, but those pretty legs 'f yours wouldn't be able to stand ".

- " Wait- you found something pretty about me ?"

A snort left his mouth, looking more as a breath as he pulled that lollipop out of his glistening lips in a loud pop.

His heart beats were a pretty mess when you would stare at him with dilated pupils, and at no time had he seen the rubber band around your hair fall, yet his eyes could not leave their view cascading around your face now. And he thought, maybe loathing wasn't as a bad thing, for he craved the destructive madness eating him alive as he looked at you, something a huge number of women and fights failed to provide.

-" I fucking hate it, and you" the sweet taste spread on your lower lip, his bored glance followed the wet trail the lollipop left on it. " But I can't find it in me to not find you deathly pretty ".

You stiffened, it was hard to believe it was Wakasa Imaushi's words, and in a frown, you whimpered when the sweet slipped between your lips. Despite finding it strange, you let yourself getting lost in his stare while twirling your tongue around it, caught his breath hitching in his breath the slightest bit when you began sucking on it.

-" Just so you know" he started, you felt the stretch around your arm loosening, then you gasped when as effortlessly, he turned your body to face him completely now. " This doesn't change anything, I still hate you ".

-" What-"

Your words were buried suddenly in his lips, the lollipop long forgotten thrown somewhere in the room. Your eyes widened as he closed his, placing his hands around your hips and pulling you closer, he needed you closer.

At some point, he tasted the sweet defeat on your lips and understood the war he has been leading was not against you, rather against urges full of you inside him. As, his darkest desire got undressed suddenly, appearing raw and in an instantaneous way soon as you moved your lips against his.

All restraints fell to the ground not in a loud crash but in a grunt he left in your mouth when your hands flew to his hair, grabbing his locks. No matter how cold the night outside was, a fire, a chimney animated you both.

You pulled away, out of breath and the corner of your lips slightly raised, still with a frown.

-" the hell ?"

-" Don't know " he shrugged, hands falling on your thighs. " 's this okay ?"

Was it okay ? You wondered. Truth is you would never let him get this close if it wasn't.

-" show me how you hate me " you smiled as your hands slid down his neck, and finally, you caught a smirk on his face.

He didn't wasted one more second, taking your lips on his once again. It has something different than any others he had his whole life, sweet with a frightening aftertaste, addiction knocking on the door.

He lifted you by your thighs and you wrapped them around his waist, then your back got pressed against the ropes, thanks goodness they were strong enough for you to hold onto them, for the minute his kisses assaulted your neck you lost it.

As your perfume invaded his nostrils he closed his eyes and let himself drift in the thought of devouring you, starting to hear your heavy breaths escaping your mouth.

And God were you stunning, some minutes after he pulled your bra away, his crotch began to get painfully heavy at the sight of your bare chest.

-" My eyes are up here, sweetheart- oh !"

It was absolutely not the right moment for teasing him with your everlasting grin, you understood when he pressed his erection against your crotch.

-" Gonna fuckin' ruin you, better shut up and take it, yeah ? Good girl "

Wakasa Imaushi was a man of few words, he didn't need to add anything else before attacking your breasts, stealing your first moans out of your mouth.

He moved against your crotch, couldn't help it while having your breast in mouth and watching your abdomen contracting and hollowing with pleasure. He looked up at your face, smirking when he saw how good you looked with a mouth parted from heat. While his left hand supported your back against the ropes, his right one rested flat against your abdomen, feeling your skin shivering as it slid down, down the waistband of your leggings, fingertips ghosting on top of your lower half's skin.

He got it now, if something burns his soul with so much intensity and depth, it is his duty to be reduced to ashes by it.

You would have laughed if only hours ago, someone told you that you would be, just sometime after, completely naked in front of Wakasa Imaushi, your pants and underwear on the ground. Yet there you were, he lifted you from the floor again, his fingertips appreciating the soft flesh of your thighs, his hard shaft leaking out proudly standing between you two.

There has been, always this unsaid thing in the air whenever you two were around each other, either because he didn't talked a lot of because you didn't have the world's time to chat with him. You two always talked in riddles, and somehow your bodies explained the riddles better than you could.

With the heat tightening around his lower abs, he started pushing himself inside you, and when he saw how you started swallowing him though he was too big, heaven.

-" Fuck's sake... " He cursed, you couldn't help but clench around him halfway there, and in the madness, your head thrown back and bare body so soft in his hands was the prettiest thing he has ever seen.

As a harsh slap hitting his face, a cruel moment of realization for him to figure out, silly him, hatred would have never got him so obsessed, it was rather something else, another feeling on the other side of a thin line...

Such a thin line.

-" move for god's sake !" You whimpered, grinding your hips against his. He breathed a small laugh, which if you weren't in such a heat would have shocked you.

-" So pretty when you're begging for the D ".

Through a more desperate than funny laughter, you closed your eyes and moaned when he started thrusting inside you. Everything was so overwhelming, the ropes against your back, the depth he was reaching, his fingers bruising your flesh, you were prone to lose your mind anytime.

- " Waka... This way, shit, please this fuckin' way... "

There was something addictive about how you lost your eternal smile when he was pounding in you, but the addiction itself was how consuming the heat in his guts burned, you were tightening around him in a way that got him cursing your name under his breath, though he was not the loud type, how he clenched his jaw and breathed faster was his way to express how pathetic you turned him.

His hand reached for your neck to wrap around it, lifting your head so he could take a better look at your face, he cursed himself right after because of that, since it was impossible not to lean and take your swollen lips in his.

-" Looks so good with daddy's hands 'round your neck " he praised, his thumb wiped away a tear that slipped unconsciously from your eyes. You were so close, it was the sweetest torture how your insides were throbbing.

-" Shhh, don't cry. Watch me stretch this princess's pussy real good, 'Kay ? watch me take you 'til this sweet mouth's crying my name "

And for someone who was currently having you, it was even more confusing that he was deeply thinking about all the other things he wanted, he needed to do to you. He couldn't help, it was far away the strongest thing he had ever felt or seen.

As if you gave shape to the need in his bones, as if the body exposed was his own. His, it sounded good, for once. To possess, to own, to be the unique and only, were you currently flouting all his principles and morals with just one moan of his name ?

-" Waka, ple-"

One rather strong thrust was enough to shut you down, send you to overdrive, wasn't it obvious he was busy thinking about you ? Couldn't you give him one minute ?

-" Don't know how many times I wanted to shut you up this way " he groaned, through an euphoric state your right hand left his back to give him a middle finger, stealing another small breathed laugh from him.

-" don't tell no lie, princess. You like it when I fuck you like this ".

His eyes rolled in their orbs on their own, it felt as if the weight of the whole world was suddenly put on his balls, it was already obvious he would come stronger, thicker and longer than he ever did.

Though you shook your head in a whine, he didn't missed how you tightened around him, only to cry out seconds later and clenched incredibly good around him.

-" damn " his breath got caught in a snort. "pretends to be a goody-goody, princess be takin' my cock like a fuckin' pornstar".

-" Now listen, love "

His face leaned over your -lost in pleasure- one, a smirk adorned his features, a single sweaty hair lock falling between your two faces. His purple eyes never shone that bright, with those thick blonde eyelashes, how good he looked.

-" Don't expect me t' give you back to Benkei after that, 'kay ? "

Feeling his ending close, he smashed his hips against yours in a last desperate attempt to ride his high.

-" I'mma mold you pretty good, train you. I swear I'mma fuckin' make you Wakasa's princess ".

Network : @downtown-roponggi @tokyo-ballroom

Notes : this one took me more time than usual to make, hope I at least made a joyful character 😭

[blueparadis]

❝ WITH YOU ❞ ⟨ Hawks aka Keigo Takami⟩

⌗ tags —› @chaos-night @decayish @zoraedits

꒰+꒱ CONTENT WARNINGS—» afab!reader, fluff, milf!reader, soft dom!hakws, OCs, explicit and non-explicit smut, sub/dom dynamics, kissing, angst undertones.

꒰+꒱ SYNOPSIS—» Life wasn't kind, especially after you moved with your daughter to a new place but a certain blonde boy made sure it was entertaining.

꒰+꒱ NOTES—» this is my first time writing on him...and please don't ask me why I chose milf!hawks. Something about young boys being attracted to matured body and mind makes me swoon over. word count — 1.8k

This is new and definitely odd. Keigo exhaled heavily shifting his gaze from the phone screen to the ceiling full of stars and celestials. How long has it been since he felt his cheeks so warm that it could fog his glasses? He licks his lips diving deeper into your thoughts before clicking his tongue weighing his options whether to text you back or give in to his fatigue. He shouldn't be so worried about a simple text; heck, it’s not even worth giving this much thought.

“Thank you for the food. It was delicious.”

The sound of notification woke up Akira. She has become a light sleeper lately since her father wasn’t the hero, she thought he would be. And it escalated after you shifted to this new place with your daughter. You lightly palmed her forehead grazing her golden locks and putting her back to sleep. While you secretly wished that the text would be from your next-door neighbor not some dull notification from any of the socials, a tiny part of you was irritated since you forgot to put the phone on silent. Another call and all this work for putting Akira to sleep would be in vain.

Keigo couldn’t believe that he was tossing from one end of his bed to the other waiting for a reply. Even though he has dated, dumped, and had enough hook-ups to brag about, never before in his life he has waited so eagerly for a reply. He jumped out of the bed, grabbing his phone from the corner table at the sound of the notification.

“Thank you.” Yeah. just that. Only two words. Thank you. Keigo’s lips went flatline like a weeping Holter machine. Putting the phone onto flight mode he covered himself with the quilt pushing himself to sleep.

Seen. A yawn of exhaustion escaped your mouth gaining some stares as you stood in the metro gazing at his chat. It’s silly to expect any kind of response. Moreover, checking won’t bless you with some miracle. Two more stations and you’ll finally be home to relax the first weekend in this new place.

“Well, Hello! Fancy meeting you here”, a male voice perforated your ears having your senses vivid awake. No one talks with you like that unless they’re close. Your head shifted to find the source only to find none other than your next-door neighbor, Keigo Takami. “I could say the same.”, you quipped as he stood beside you even though there was a seat available. With a quick scan over his stature, you understood he doesn’t know how to cook otherwise why would he have a takeout?

You’ve noticed him taking the deliveries on the day you shifted; while that day was an emergency for you, it was a routine for him. The phone call brought you back from drifting off to the far shore of roses and bursts of sunshine, something that might never see the light of day, something that is better to keep buried in your heart.

“Honey, I’m just a station away. I’ll be home soon Aki”, you uttered with a worry in your tone since you could feel her voice breaking. Damn the network!

“Any problem?”, Keigo asked in a feeble tone. “No. yes. It’s my daughter. She’s sick, skipping school and I can’t take leave from the office…

Nothing after that seemed to register in his mind. There was an awful buzz as he tried to regain himself from drowning in guilt. He is everything but not a cheater and neither would be a passive one. “I’m sure you’ll get through all of these soon”, was all he could manage to mumble before rushing out of the metro. Your eyebrows grew closer in shock at his behaviour but you too don't have time to ponder over that.

As soon as you entered the apartment, you noticed Aki sleeping on the couch tightly hugging the plushie that her father gifted on her birthday last year. She’s five now. Even though she witnessed all of it, she missed her father.

You checked her body temperature. Fever was gone but she was sweating buckets. Bad dreams probably. You washed your hands; planned to feed her and then go to bed. But a knock distracted your thoughts.

As soon as you opened the door Hawks began to explain himself without even posing a look at you. “I’m so sorry. I was just tired and not being myself. I shouldn’t have walked away like that.” And then, his eyes fell over you standing in absolute confusion in a camisole with a serape over your chest to cover your modesty.

Still, hawks couldn’t avoid it. His eyes took a notice of your figure and the thought of sucking those matured nipples crossed his mind in a flash. “Yeah, I figured.”

“You did, huh?”, he swallowed running his fingers over his nape eyes darting on the ground as he tries to decompose such thoughts. His eyes scanned your room which made you aware that he was searching for something or someone.

“I’m a divorcee”, you uttered gaining his rapt attention. He almost stiffened. “Divorce looks good on you.”, his eyes shone in a gleam full of want and affection. Hawks hated this, hated how you have bewitched him but was ready to dive in to deep waters since he just can’t go on with more late nights.

“Mom, the food is getting cold. Eat with me”, Akira’s chime startled both of you. She was already tucking behind your figure holding your dress with his soft small palms while the other held her favorite plushie. She looked at hawks and smiled widely probably because she thought that she got a new playmate.

Well, she wasn’t wrong. She was smart enough to understand that mom can’t really play with her. She has job to do, bills to pay, and sing to sleep. And somehow, that became an arrangement.

Hawks reached home earlier than you and it was a blessing that he got along with Akira otherwise that would be another hassle. He even started to pick her up from school, drop her safely at home and wait until you were home.

Sometimes he behaved like a child too. He would buy candies for your girl and it was sweet and heart-warming, especially when Akira gave you your share with a grin on her face exclaiming, “Kei told me you’d like thwese.” Akira was sure a father’s daughter, a rule breaker for sure but how on earth she didn’t take those alcohol-based sweets is still a wonder.

Sometimes he’d come over weekends to keep Aki busy while you did the chores. You’d occasionally catch him staring at you and instantly focusing his attention on to Aki. Even though he was quite intimidating he took all the touches he could get from you, accidental or coincidental;

He never crossed the line or maybe he’s still working on that since he never resisted when you ruffled his hair, rested your hand over his shoulders, or pinched his arms lightly when he was being a baby under Akira’s influence.

A month passed with merriment and laughter until that day you had to come home early since you got a call from Aki’s school. She fainted while playing, probably due to a heat allergy. You texted hawks that he didn’t have to pick her up.

It is agonizing that Keigo can't get you out of his mind. Every night he thinks that he'll finally take the initiative tomorrow yet is not here yet. He thinks, at this rate he'll go mad.

He wants to kiss your knuckles as he tells you how much he likes your cooking. He wants to wrap his arms around your chest resting his chin on your shoulders to absorb all your worries away. He wants to let his lips roam all over your body, until you scream his name, only his. He just wants you.

But right now, watching you taking care of Aki, tending to her, putting her to sleep is just encouraging all these thoughts. His burning desire to feel those soft hands over his skin is nothing but a sinful prayer. “Kei!”, as his eyes settle on you, you continue, “What’s wrong? Bad day at work?” You sit beside him adjusting your legs on the sofa, laying your body against the headrest. Probably, I don't know. “No. Is Aki all right?”

“Yea, she fell asleep quickly.”, you smile at him before extending your hand to ruffle his hair saying, “Thank you for taking her out today.”, but he instantly holds your hand preventing you from touching his hair. Keigo doesn't move, eyes focused on your surprised brows and parted lips.

“Just say that you don't like it. I'll stop.”, you utter with a hint of doubt not sure if it was for this particular moment or for pinning Aki's responsibility on him even though it was just for a few hours. His touch is ice-cold, unlike his presence.

“It’s not that, y/n”, and he takes your palm close to his face placing it against his warm cheeks. You try to read his eyes but he closes them while his lips slip on your wrist. He is nervous. His lips are warm too.

He takes a glance over your body and pulls you closer to him placing a chaste kiss at the bottom of your ear-lobe. At that moment, the inexplicable urge to pull him into your embrace overtook you and as you did you realized his heart was pounding just like yours.

“oh Keii ! ”, your whisper doesn't stop him from slipping his hands under your shirt, feeling the warmth of your skin. The way your voice rolled out his name makes him recoil. His hold loosened. “It’s late. You should go to bed.”, he murmurs against your ears. Lips almost brushing your skin.

“Wait. Just wait. I'm too excited to calm down.”, you admitted earning a short smirk before he does the oddest. “As you wish!”, his lips are now nudging the nook of your shoulders before you react to him. Keigo's lips are already on your neck sucking your pulse point, licking at intervals. You jolt when he bites you making him pull away. “I’m sorry. I shouldn't hav-

You grabbed him by his collar pulling him into a kiss. There weren’t any resistance rather low hums blessed your ears. Your grips tightened, sucking his dry lips until you feel his hands against your skin. It's not cold anymore.

He swiftly pulls you towards him before pushing you down onto the sofa. He brushes his knuckles against your cheeks mumbling, “Just tell me if I hurt you.” A smile tugs up along your lips. “I’ll be fine.”, you said. That's right. You'll be fine. He could never hurt you, he never would. “You made me wait so long, so it might hurt.” Keigo still warned with a smirk on his face so that he doesn't have to feel bad about marking you all his.

networks — @tokyometronetwork @downtown-roponggi

[mikeysbabygirl]

Hii, can I please request a quiet uninterested reader that works as a hacker for bonten and sometimes helps koko with his work? And he can't stop thinking about her so he acts on it, but realizes that she's a little dom 👀 pretty please 💕

24K spider web

Warning : 18+, Minors DNI. Explicit smut ( just as every writing of mine lol ), dirty talk.

SYNOPSIS : Classy hacker! Reader x Bonten! Hajime Kokonoi.

WC : I DON'T KNOOOW.

The hacker.

Cargo pants, chunky boots, sleeveless hoodie, giant backpack...

Does it ring a bell ? If it does, don't open the door.

This ain't you.

See, pink is the new black.

Glittery keypads, manicured nails typing on the light keys, 24K GOLD MacBook with diamond encrusted Apple logo, designer dresses and your Guerlain Rouge red lipstick in your iconic red Lamborghini.

Bonten has never been a basic mafia organization, it was only fair enough that their hacker was not an everyday hacker.

But shall we start by introducing the frame first ?

Once upon a time, a few years and mistakes ago, through a brighter day, the ghost of a father brought his daughter a computer.

A clear, straightforward path.

She would be hearing the children of her age playing outside while learning to master algorithms, heart shaped eyes, looking at her hero. He wasn't often home, but when he would be, he was eyes glued to that magic box that had much more fun than her. She figured out the only way she would ever see that sparkle in his hues was when she would follow his golden footsteps.

Small fingerprints marked the keyboard keys' at the rhythm he likes, drawing the stars she always wanted to see in his eyes, she was a prodigy.

Too much.

She was too curious for her damn own good, and she liked to break things. She was good at gaining computer's trust, and her hobby was to see just how far she could push the things.

Government doesn't like people who excel at finding creatives ways to break things.

Diamond bracelet that the years of working as a freelance hacker provided you got replaced by tight handcuffs, you indeed went too far.

Luck finally smiled at you with an unsmiling Sano Manjiro visiting you at the incarceration center. Heaven lost an angel the day you signed up in Bonten, as their private prodigy hacker, in exchange, dirty money, corrupted lawyers and government opened your prison cell's doors.

That is how the legend was born.

Kokonoi would always remember the first day you stepped inside the Bonten premises, Valentino stilettos clicking against the floor, lustrous and smooth hair swaying with your every move, styling a white structured coat-dress, as if hours ago you weren't Kept under heavy guard in one of the most secure prisons in the state.

-" The great thing about people using technology to protect them is that I can hack it. Now if it was some giant monster with teeth protecting them, we would have a problem. But this ? This is not a problem. "

Those were the first words you uttered on your first day, entering your new office with most of the team waiting for you in it.

They were about to find out how undeniably talented you were.

Mafia's were transforming toward the digital world, you were the key for them to undergo that change to this new era.

-" I'll have you hooked up to the camera feed in no time. You'll be able to see everything they can."

This definitely expedited the process of many of their missions.

The whole mafia world was amazed by the speed with which the Bonten made this transition into cybercrime, you were climbing the ladder at an incredible speed, earning the respect of all your colleagues and even that of the big boss.

-" they are not the only one to know how to jam a signal ".

Sitting on your throne, in front of your brand new purple computer setup with almost all of the executives surrounding you, you had promised to win the cyber war. Hajime was in the front row to witness your victory against the hacker of the biggest Chinese mafia. He felt himself drifting away from years of numbness while looking at those stars in your eyes.

Unfortunately, that wasn't an everyday sight. Mikey hadn't probably been the sweetest person in the world in order to convince you to work for them, Sanzu was very likely not the best office neighbor you could have had, and Ran's flirtatious ways were not the most pleasant thing to begin the day with, yet he always thought you would eventually warm up to your co-workers.

It is quite relevant to say that you have never been close to it.

You barely talked about anything else than the work, nobody was used to catch a sight of you outside of your work hours, sometimes they would even feel lucky if your eyes met one of theirs on your way to your office.

This had earned you quite a reputation within the gang, it is indeed well-known that mystery piques all interests, your ice cold fueled passion's fire.

At the prime of his career, having everything he wanted the minute he thought about it, Kokonoi lacked a good exciting chase, no need to say you more than fitted the task.

Something about not knowing, not being able to read you like an open book made it harder to not think about you.

Just as now, sitting quietly on the chair next to yours in your office after asking your help for some work, he could not take his eyes away from you.

The long hours of work took their toll on your hair. It was now loose, cascading around your face, dimly lit by the purple light of your screen. It was late, nearly everyone must be home now, still he did not felt guilty at all for keeping you longer.

Graceful, the word circled in his head as he contemplated the glow of your skin under the aesthetic light. Anyone would have felt his eyes on them if he stared at them just as he was doing with you, but you didn't even turned an eye on him, too focused on finishing the work in the shortest possible time and in the most immaculate way, as always.

-" that's it, give it to mommy. Stop resisting... " He thought he heard you uttering, Kokonoi's eyes widened slightly before he straightened on his chair, snorting.

-" Do I need to leave y'all alone maybe or... ?"

God, he felt as if he was a virgin young boy again, waiting for the slightest smile of the girl who caught his eye. Except it was way easier to get Akane to smile back then, and that you barely looked at him now.

-" my work is a computer confidence trick. " You explained, still typing whatever on your keypad. " Hacking is mostly finding ways around security, not through it. "

The man next to you placed his elbows on your desk, earning a side glance from you while he leaned over a little bit.

-" that supposed to explain why you're flirting with a screen ?"

-" that supposed to be funny ? " You tilted your head to the side, not giving him a single look, hearing another snort. " You have your love, I have my computer. Now back off. "

He was rather surprised, though you were often cold, you rarely spoke in such a sour tone.

-" My love ?" It was his turn to tilt his head, questioningly, you shrugged.

-" your love, your money, whatever".

-" I see the iceberg knows a little about me, should I feel flattered ? "

You peered at him through the corner of your eye, finding his eyes already glued on you. Nothing you were not used to, honestly, though he was more inconspicuous than the other executives and co-workers when he contemplated you, you still worked there enough to notice his lingering stare on you.

-" if it makes you feel better " you shrugged again, his smile faltered getting replaced by a bored expression. He couldn't get it, why did you like so much to play pretend ? Obviously, he was eye catching and impressive, you would not be the first one to ever enjoy getting his attention so he just couldn't wrap his head around the fact that you treated him as if he was like everyone else.

-" that was not an answer ".

You sighed, finally turning your head to look at him, he froze, lost on the way your eyeliner outlined the shape of your eyes perfectly.

-" I've been working for with for a while now, I don't need a Trojan horse to know you're a sucker for money. "

As much as your words could sound contemptuous, your tone was flat and empty, it showed that you had no hostility in your voice, you were too uninterested for that.

He leaned more over the desk, locking eyes with yours with his face only inches away, your perfume invaded his nostrils and he wished it could have been possible to close his eyes slightly and enjoy the enticing scent.

-" No matter how far you go, you work for me. Never forget that, sweetheart ".

Something flickered through your irises the minute you heard him and he had caught it. Though shining under a purple soft light, your gaze was made of daggers and shards, your organized chaos beginning to shatter inside you.

He was no one to address you in such a contemptuous way. Yes, he is more senior than you, and as wealthy as you were he was probably more so, but that wasn't a good enough reason to play macho, certainly not with you.

Turning your swivel chair toward him, you raised an eyebrow and crossed your arms. His gaze swung quickly to your chest that this gesture put even more in value, through your shirtless white tuxedo blazer, then came back to the way your pupils shrunk and your eye color deepened when you leaned over the desk too, an untamed beauty, he thought.

-" You might be the one writing the checks, I keep up the guard's 'round your bank account. One two clicks and you're broke. "

The carnivorous grin that curled his lips the next second should have made you at least flinch, it was his challenge smile, the one he did before winning a new contract he knew he got in pocket.

Now, because of him, you were more wolf than woman. Eye roasting him while he slowly got up from his seat, taking his time to dust off his suit pants then walking around to stand up behind you, leaning over your head while resting his arms on the back of your chair.

You threw your head back and let your eyes bore into his, not the least impressed or intimidated by his proximity. With that cool blanket of indifference and cat's eye air, sharp magnificent sword-like looks dragged across his soul, igniting inner snake instincts to bite.

-" This is a threat ? 'cause love, the last person who talked to me like that ended up at the bottom of the river."

And to think you were just mentally noting how cute he was, overlooking you from his height with his feline-like eyes and a hair strand falling close to your face.

You raised an eyebrow and parted your lips open, his eyes lingered there before coming back to your hues, guts stirring because of the rare sight of a smirk on your face.

As if you were going to be scared of him.

-" barking dogs never bite. "

A dry laughter escaped his mouth, making your smile widen. His right hand moved to grab your shoulder, while the left one moved your loose hair to the other side, he swallowed thick air staring at the naked soft-looking skin of your neck, and let his lips brush your ear with every following word of him.

-" d'ya think prison is the worst place you could go ?" Right hand traveled down your blazer, wrapped around your neck, index finger got pressed on the plump of your lips. " pull some shit like that again and I’ll have you thrown in places that’ll make prison seem like a wet fucking dream.”

Your smile never faltered, however something about how those eyelids drooped seemed as the first smoke hints of a wildfire.

Plutus, young god of abundance in this city, he might be. Yet he was standing on top of the goddess of not only webs but also spiders, warfare, Athena. He could feel them snakes serpentine around his body each more seconds you were staring, burning holes on him.

Fascinating, least he could say. Kissed by magenta, glowing and consuming his interest, and there to remind that being the light means being made of fire.

His finger that was resting on your lips, you bit, as a snake injecting sweet venom that coursed through his veins, fueling a hard-on. Red lips, white teeth around his finger, any pain was long forgotten for a sharp desire of ripping open the soft neck skin under his digits, crawling inside and never leave.

-" See, babydoll" he pulled his finger out of your mouth, still smiling as if you weren't ready to draw blood out of it. " Barking dogs can actually bite ".

And there you were again, solar plexus fire, and for some reasons his chest seemed to open up like wild flower around you. He could not stay any longer, what he thought was an iceberg turned out to cut sharper, hit hard like a dart tearing apart slashes of his heart and leaving a nasty scar.

He took his eyes off you and as he removed his hand from your skin, the temperature suddenly dropped. Kokonoi turned around, without a glance behind him.

-" now be a nice bitch, want that work on my desk by tomorrow. "

Not to be mistaken, he was a nice person, a good boss even if a bit demanding, nevertheless he always respected his employees. However, he saw no reason to respect the person who insidiously reduced him to ashes without even trying, the one who managed to disrespect him and yet keep him so intrigued, attracted.

You haven't actually been offended by the insult, honestly was it far away the sweetest thing you have heard about you that day. What started on the other hand, playing on your nerves was the way he went thinking he could order you around, and God knows it was hard to get a reaction out of you. Indeed, he was your supervisor, yet no one not even Sano Manjiro ever adressed you in such a condescending tone.

You let him make his way toward the door of your office, letting him think he actually had the last word.

Letting him bath in his ego for three more seconds.

Two.

One.

-" you mean like the nice bitches working their asses out to provide you money ?" You turned in your swivel chair to face his stiffened back, hand frozen on the door handle. " Hajime motherfucker Kokonoi wouldn't worth a single penny, if not the brothel's pussies."

The way he slowly turned toward you screamed indignation, his darkened expression fed your devastating hunger of power.

If it has been someone else from the gang, namely Sanzu or Mikey, a bullet would already been lodged between your two razor-shape shining eyes. But it was Hajime, fortunately or not for you, he preferred to win his battles out of wit.

And maybe, there was something louder than your words, the roaring of your siren eyes and the deafening chaos in your smile.

Making his way back to you, with every step the room seemed smaller, as if he was getting caught in a spider's web while approaching.

He put his elbows on each armrest of your chair, almost closing the distance between your two faces dimly lit by the dark light.

-" say it to my face, and I might not make you scream".

You playfully tilted your head to the side, his eyes fell on your smirking lips, he licked his, bringing your gaze on them.

-" heard you had some eyesight troubles, now you're telling me you have trouble hearing ? Damn, spend some money on a doctor".

He scoffed and ignored your jab.

-" Too afraid to repeat ? Pussy".

-" indeed. I don't see any dick in this room. "

-" Ask nicely and you shall receive" his smirk made him look attractive, you couldn't lie. Something about his teases screamed to be tamed by you, you couldn't just deny how electric the atmosphere around you was.

-" trade all your money and I might just grant you a glance".

Everything about his face told you he liked what he was seeing, he pulled your swivel chair closer to him, knee slipping between your white pants' clothed legs, your expensive perfume as a snake dance hypnotizing his senses.

As if your mysterious personality didn't got him low-key obsessed by you for months, the crumbs you were currently providing were heroin-like addictive, he could barely take his eyes off of you, your face, your cleavage, your hair.

And though his mind ached to shut you down, to cut that snake's head, to wipe the spider's web.

His heart screamed, go, be the light, be the flame, burn him until he is screaming your name.

-"pussy like yours ? Baby, I eat them for breakfast."

-" Is it ?" You teased and approached your face to his, nose and lips almost brushing against his. His minty hot breath hit your cheek in the most exquisite fire.

-" mhm" he nodded, keeping his hues glued to yours, swimming in the darkest ocean he had ever seen.

-" Then pray tell me why... "

You stood up, making him straighten his back at the same time and unfolded your shirtless blazer and plunging neckline.

-" Months of eye fucking me, and I still never felt your tongue tasting me even once ?"

Kokonoi swallowed as discreetly as he could, glad for his hair falling around his face to hide his probably heating ears. If your fierce looks weren't enough to make his pants tighter, your words and his imagination definitely were.

And you weren't done, making a step toward him, you bit your lower lip and frowned, giving him such a cute picture of your usually impassive face.

-" I think you can only afford " pussy like mine ", replicas. Original's too expensive, hm ?"

-" You're playing with fire. "

He had warned, at the edge, burning from anger or lust, those two were just too similar. Wild, fierce, destructive, ruthless, sexy, enticing, sensual, mesmerizing.

All were words that fitted both his hatred and his desire for you, fitted you.

Your smile grew wider, things were finally getting interesting. Since you came here, it was the first time you saw something challenging, worth your attention.

-" Then light me up. "

You commanded, his breath got caught in his throat.

The snake tightened its grip around his body.

-" Light me up. "

You insisted, closing the distance between the two of you. Though you were shorter, you pressed your chest to his, lifting your head to meet his ice-cold gaze with your burning one.

And with your body pressed against his, he was a goner.

Caught in the spider's web.

-" light me up ! go 'head and light me up !"

The tarantula drove its fangs into the young god's body.

He would have thought you tasted carbon disulfide-like, or at least that capsaicin would have burn his taste buds, yet if felt like candy, your tongue rolling around his while you fought for dominance, though he never has been a sweet tooth, he knew he could grow addicted to your sweet taste.

His hands found your waist in a firm grip, pressing you tighter against his body to make you feel just how your fire got him.

That is not what you meant by lighting you up, but honestly you wouldn't complain. He was indeed a good kisser, his lips were fleshy yet soft, a firm cloud fighting hard with yours, did he knew he couldn't cage a tornado with his hands around its waist ?

You pulled out from the kiss seconds later, panting heavily, he couldn't find it in him to open his eyes, afraid that the feeling of flying high would disappear as soon as you would push him away.

He couldn't believe you actually kissed him back, and that he even found the courage to kiss you. You, the graceful and dark side of the moon, the submerged iceberg part. If you had to push him away, he would like to keep the ecstasy a little longer.

But when he opened his eyes, and his heart missed a beat when he locked them with the prettiest face he had ever seen, seeing no hesitation in it, no refusal, his lips rushed to find yours again, and they welcomed him even better than the first time, swallowing his heart out of his chest.

You had kissed him so he found his departed soul again, kissed him into finding his way home again, the light he lost long in this world, breathing a sorrowful joy into his soul.

As if you whispered a story in your kiss, for him to realize that every story comes to an end, and every end means a new beginning.

Though he could not get enough of your lips, he needed more, the beautiful foreigner with familiar eyes tasted the sweetest drugs to pass his lips, the highest of highs, he ached for you to stay and give him just one more sweet fix.

You pulled away again, his heart raced faster when your hands flew to his Louis V dress shirt, unbuttoning his wrapped desire. Golden rings felt cold against your heating skin as the back of his hand rested slightly against your cheek, giving you one of the most worshipping looks you have seen in your life.

-" pretty girl, watch baby give this body some good love, yeah ?"

As much as his words, and brown eyes under the aesthetic light set fire to your core, you had other plans.

Once you were done with his dress shirt, grabbing him by his collar you switched your two positions, and faster than he could ever react, in a swift movement the outsole of your stilettos pushed his chest away-not aggressively though- just to get him sitting on the swivel chair that moved toward the desk under his weight.

Kokonoi's eyes widened, he didn't see your move coming and was even more taken aback when the few buttons of your blazer were undone before his eyes, the latter falling to the floor.

You lay your armor down and your crown shows off, and you display a collection of all the things that makes you wonderful and unique, as if you were an exhibition under his expert eyes that couldn't find anything to criticize, a work of art. His cold lustful eyes preying on your physique, stinky soul searching for you, such a treasure, just for him. Almost not wanting to blink so he wouldn't mess an inch of your body during that blink of the second.

-" Not letting a man tell me what I should do with my cunt. I'mma take the lead. "

As you became a loaded gun, his suffering is tempting, is addictive, is attractive, your fire takes ahold of him controls him, he is passive.

You had woke up the beast inside him, craving you so badly that a wild storm came surging from his core.

-" Fenty Savage " he notes as you got closer to him, eyes glued on your floral lace unlined bra, and pants that soon found the ground, revealing the thong in the same pattern riding your lips. The soft lavender color sang the praises of your skin too louder for him not to notice it, and he thought, that body was not made for a chair and a desk, nor for an orange prison suit, but for walking on a damn red carpet.

-" I see you know your stuff mister money maker " your hoarse but soft voice whispers while you straddled his lap. Above him, the money god was nothing but a devoted servant praying to his goddess with worshipper's hands venturing out and roaming the miles of your burning flesh to your back.

Koko leaned in, his mouth writing wet poems at your neck, your muscles numb by the divine sensation of his silent words and the soft texture of his lips.

He kissed your neck, smelled it, you smelled of water colours, of empty canvases wanting to be stained, every inch of your flesh whispering its desire to be tagged to his ears. Craving you was a strange poison coursing through his veins and filling his senses with a wanting that felt like it had control over him, pulled him down and licked his neck, runned its fingers all over him. Then, he found you, teasing him while your hands were playing with his belt you were undoing. He did the same for your bra, that fell to the ground and was rewarded by the sight of your bare chest. Lips traced your jaw, collarbone, then his tongue ice skated on the burning skin of your chest, talking to your heart, revealing to it the secrets of months spent daydreaming about this moment.

You felt the tissue between your legs get seriously wet and the fact that his lips suddenly captured your nipple activated the throbbing in your cunt.

-" goddamn softie" he praised your breast, your hands shaking from pleasure lowered his pants and underwear just enough to free his hard member, a pretty long six inches with an angry red tip, and you heard a grunt at the same time your palm wrapped around his length.

That enticing look in your eyes had Koko craving for more, your hand wrapped around his most secret part felt like a prison, yet he wanted the walls of that cell to close on him. Your grip tightened around him as you started stroking his cock and he had to separate from your breasts to catch some breath. Exposing his throat to you, you started putting some wet kisses on his jaw, smelling and licking his neck while he started thrusting his hips against your hand.

-" Fuck, too much... "

-" Shhh, fancy boy. 'm gonna take good care of you, yeah ?"

He nodded, in the hot air around, he wondered if he felt himself burning in your fire or melting like sugar on your tongue. You teased animals out of him, but what's wild shoud run free and that night, he would howl for you. Letting his fingers mold on your waist's skin, you tailor-made fit for him, yet he still got you under his skin.

He would gladly have closed his eyelids in order to sink deeper in the fueling pleasure, yet his eyes were captivated, your every curve, every edge his hues were swallowing, they say when people are naked they are on their most vulnerable state, but you, god, you never looked that powerful. Not in Louis V, not in Gucci, but in your birthday suit, a Greek goddess was perched on top of his body from your face so kissable to your imperfectly perfect body, you looked straight out from a playboy magazine and he would never close an eye on this.

His attention was brought to his pleasure again when it disappeared, your hand was no longer on his length, you snorted at his almost panicked expression and reached for your Chanel handbag on the desk behind the chair, he watched with curious eyes while you took the aluminium package out of it and sat back on his lap, biting your lower lip slightly and smiling while opening that one with manicured nails.

-" I don't know about you, Koko. But I think the world would do way better without a human mix of you and me rocking them Gucci shoes".

He laughed in a breath, watching as you slid the condom down his length, you lifted your body slightly for him to slide your underwear down, and threw your head back in a melodious moan while his finger smoothly found your clit with sweet torturing orchestrations.

-" Go 'head, love " he whispered against your neck's skin, feeling you starting to wet his lap. " Kill me".

He commanded, you obeyed for once. Clinging to his shoulders, you lined up your entrance with his tip and started sinking on him, you let out a gasp at the stretch. He was not even completely inside but you would swear you never felt that full.

-" Gotcha, love. Would ya take me in ?" He inquired in a hoarse voice, you raised an eyebrow though with parted open mouth from pleasure, was it a challenge? His eyes were teasing, it was.

Your cunt was throbbing around him and by the way he began cursing under his breath, sweat dripping slightly from his forehead, you understood he noticed too.

- " Shit, so tight. ya feel so good !"

As if he wasn't filling every part of you, you ignored every hard obstacle and started bouncing on him, setting your own rhythm to show who had the upper hand. It almost drove him crazy, how you would always crack the finish line and go overdrive.

His head dropped on your shoulder, slightly biting on the flesh hearing your moans echoing through the office. You were the wildfire that destroyed his guts like old trees, caressing their branches as your flames danced all over him.

-" fancy pussy" he grunt against your skin while you were busy chasing your high and bringing his. " Takes my cock better than any bitch-"

-" The original" you half laughed half moaned, feeling your walls independently tightening around him, you were closed, and by the way his eyes rolled, he was too.

- " Hajime!" Without even thinking, you found yourself moaning his first name that you never used, you did not even know how it came suddently to your mouth.

About Koko ? A firework would be an understatement to describe what he felt when he heard you screaming his first name in pleasure.

Your moans were music to him that let his body on fire, but calmed his soul in peace. A music that no word can ever sing. And his breaths were the rythme which embraced your body but caressed your soul, a tune that no symphony can ever play.

- " Say it again " he ordered, while you looked at him through half-lidded eyes.

-" Hajime " you repeated, and he did not even tried to fight the urge of crashing his lips against yours.

He felt himself in the deepest parts of your soul, his body was so much on fire that his mind could not comprehend. All he could assimilate was the deep-throated groans that escaped his lips and the goosebumps he got into his torso while your bare chest was brushing against him.

In the center of that poem, discarded clothes, nudity, bodies roaming each other, his thumb reached for your clit and only minutes later, you came undone, clenching around him and making him come in the condom as well.

-" my baby's the prettiest when she comes" he teasingly breathed, then nuzzled his head in the crook of your neck when his high started feeling too ecstatic, so reluctant to the idea of leaving your perfect warmth that even minutes after you two finally caught your breathes, he still didn't pulled out.

Your fingers found his chin to lift his head toward you.

-" You did so well for me, Hajime. I'm proud of you, pretty boy ".

Something in his chest squeezed too hard, no matter if it was due to your honest gaze that he saw for the first time, or your words. No one ever took the time to tell him how good he did, that they were proud of him, he has been achieving an endless goal with no obvious end, and through the continuous wanting and craving for more, you reassured him, you touched him ever so softly, more than he had ever been in his life. You gave rest to his homeless soul.

And for once, he had been grateful that life broke him, for he finally found someone who he eventually thought might fill the empty spaces.

But you were way too far gone, a moment, keeping you was as trying to hold water in hands, and before he even tried, you were already slipping between his fingers, putting back all your clothes.

-" where to ?" He anxiously asked, putting his pants back. You emptily gazed at him, your distant gaze now back and he had to swallow the lump forming in his throat.

Why was he suddenly feeling so bitter ? Didn't he thought that once the challenge taken and the mysterious person opened up, the constant thoughts would go ?

But no, now they seemed even stronger, and louder. He was left unsatisfied, left wanting more, the soft touches and the tough ones, the rough words and the few sweet ones, the burning gazes, everything seemed so close yet so far already.

He stood up, taking back his shirt that you threw toward him and giving you a questioning look.

-" Home, obviously? Oh and, I just gave you the best pussy of your life. I'm definitely taking a day off tomorrow".

Through his worry, he couldn't help but let his lips curl into a slight smile, buttoning his shirt back, he bit his lower lip.

-" you tellin' me your over productive ass would accept some rest ?"

You winced while approaching your desk and taking your bag, he was right though you never talked about it, he probably noticed how you plunged in work and over worked yourself. You froze however when you heard him add.

-" Take me home, and I'll give my pretty girl a reason to stay in bed".

You turned to face him with a smile on your face that made his heart raced faster.

-" already obsessed or what ?"

Yes, absolutely yes.

-" well..." He made a step toward you, his hands flew to your hair, putting it back in place before dropping to his sides and locking eyes with you. " I may be starting to want you for myself ".

You scoffed, grabbing your Lambo keys and turning around, making his chest tightened.

Stopping right in front of the door, you didn't turned around when you uttered.

-" Fine. But I'm driving. "

Network : @tokyo-ballroom @downtown-roponggi

I hope you like it, anon !

I don't even know why I need to make my characters fight in EVERY thing... Enemies to lovers trope 🤦🏻‍♀️ but it's 7am and I haven't slept the night so goodnight!

For other people who asked me requests, don't worry, I'm slowly working on them <3

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𝒩𝒴𝒜 ♡

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨

𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬: ken ryuuguji + takashi mitsuya + hakkai shiba + kazutora hanemiya

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut/hybrid au (minors + ageless blogs dni!! you’ll be blocked)

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: hybrid!reader, owner!characters, gn!reader, tit sucking (w/draken), lactation kink (w/draken), dumbification, rough sex, nurturing!characters, overstimulation, quick mention of breeding

{jujutsu kaisen edition} {my hero academia edition}

𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐑𝐘𝐔𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐉𝐈

draken is unashamed to admit that he can’t get enough of cow hybrids. they’re fairly well behaved and he likes tracing the little patches all over his hybrid’s skin. because of how good his calf is, draken takes very good care of you. this is especially true when his cow hydrid is so full of milk that it hurts. he has no problem sucking your tits until their chest feels a little lighter. one day after coming home draken brought home a bell collar for his cow hybrid. it didn’t realize the affect it would have on him as he fucked you. everytime that bell rings when he’s pounding into you it spurs him on even more. he fucks his calf stupid a lot but luckily you love it.

𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐘𝐀

sheep hybrids have definitely stolen mitsuya’s heart. they’re so cute, innocent, and not to mention the softest to cuddle with. mitsuya loves to doll up his sheep hybrid by decorating them with bows and barrettes. as sweet as he can be to his lamb mitsuya also likes to tease you. sometimes he’ll fluster his lamb on purpose just to hear your cute little bleats. its especially cute when his lamb gets flustered when his cock is buried deep inside you. those expressions that you give him when he’s close to making you cum is something mitsuya could get addicted to.

𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐊𝐀𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐀

hakkai has to admit that bunny hybrids are his personal favourite. everything about them is just so adorable to him. to their long and sometimes floppy ears to that cute little bushy tail. hakkai can’t help but spoil his rabbit to no end. from petting your ears, to brushing your tail. hakkai can never say no to his bunny. even when your sex drive is much higher than his and you still want to ride his cock despite already having several orgasms. hakkai’s exhausted but he knew all too well how restless his bunny could get during breeding season. so he’ll agree to give you another orgasms until you’re tuckered out. it’s a lot of work but he’s be lying if hakkai said he didn’t love how good his hybrid is at bouncing on his dick.

𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀

most probably assume that kazutora’s favourite hybrid’s are kitty hybrids but he actually really likes puppies. puppy hybrids are always so loving. it’s nice to come home to them because you’re always eager to see him. it makes tora feel wanted and loved. if he didn’t have work kazutora would happily stay home with his puppy and snuggle all day but he can’t. it’s disappointing for him and his hybrid but he makes up for it at the end of the day. no matter how tired he is kazutora will entertain his energetic puppy, even if that means rutting his cock into you because you’ve missed it so much while he was gone.

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HELLO!!!

I saw one of your things about Taiju’s hand slipping and hitting the reader.. I’m not in the fandom but I would want to know if you’d be ok with making something similar to that with Hisoka?? :D

Hey hey dear 🖤 i would be so okay with making it!

His hand slips

Characters: Hisoka

Reader: genderneutral

WARNINGS: mentions of violence, abuse

Hisoka and you met when He was fighting at the Heavens Arena, you were just working on one of the floors, helping the fighters check in and get around. Something about him was just different, maybe it was the way He was flirting with you like you were the only woman on this planet, maybe it was the way He still respected you, even if you were just…Normal.

Hisoka fell for you when He saw how you weren't afraid to put the fighters in their place when overstepping your boundaries or breaking the rules. You didn't need to be physically strong, but your mental strength was what drew him in.

More nights than not He would actually walk you home, making sure you get there safe. He did it from a distance at first, eventually asking for your permission to walk you home “you’ve been doing that for a while now, how come you need my permission now?” You ask amused, making him chuckle “the last few times I didn't go inside with you, bunny” He hummed and you agreed and the rest is history.

He never gave you a reason to be scared of him, He protected you from everything and treated you with respect. Inside your four walls He behaved like a big cat, very clingy, always following you around or laying on your lap. It was this intimacy you gave him, of trusting him to be around you that made him vulnerable to you, that made him take off the mask He usually wore around others, letting his caring side out just for you.

Lately He was gone more often, longer than usual and rarely came home when He said He would but you understood, trusting him. He never even looked at another person with interest since you two were officially a couple so you never worried, knowing that loyalty is important to him, in all circumstances.

When you went to surprise him after his fight you stopped dead in your tracks when you heard a female voice coming out of his room, followed by his voice “then, care to join me for dinner tonight?” And before you even realized it, the pink haired woman walked right past you, giving you a small smirk. Once you gathered the courage to confront him you went inside, the frown on your face evident “is she the reason you’re gone all the time?” You asked rather insecure and He chuckled amused “if you ask like this my bunny, yes, she might be the reason” He mused, not lying about it either since She was in fact part of the spiders which were the reason for his absence. Your face fell when you registered his words “i can't believe you would do this to me Hisoka Morow. Yet you preach of the oh so important loyalty” you spat, the anger taking over your body but you quickly got stopped by a card against your neck.

“I could even kill you right now if I wanted to. I do not need anyone, especially not someone as pitiful as you” He spoke calm, not a hint of his love in his eyes and you gulped, still not scared of him - He wouldn't do that, right? “Then go ahead” you whispered, feeling a cut on your throat which was barely deep enough to cause bleeding, no sign of Hisoka anywhere.

Once you were certain this wasn't just a joke and He left for real you broke down crying, not believing He just did this to you. When you finally calmed down and gathered your thoughts you packed the few things you had at his place and left, leaving the town in order to start somewhere new, without the magician this time.

Taglist: @jodisz @nalyana @sweetbbyshion @lanny-elli

Networks: @tokyometronetwork @downtown-roponggi @tokyo-ballroom

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Relationship Headcanons

Characters: Ushijima

Reader: genderneutral

Notes: this is a collective work with @nanamis-wifey-reye 🖤

♢ Big and gentle

♢ He's not a man of many words and his love language is for sure quality time and acts of service

♢ very huggable big teddy bear, gives the warmest of the warm hugs and loves it when you nuzzle your head against his chest

♢ if you're out He would definitely give you his jacket so you won’t be cold

♢ However, He WILL lecture you about bringing your own next time because He doesn’t want to get sick

♢ But oh sweet boy, He always brings a spare one for you now

♢ can't help but love how cute you look in his clothes, almost drowning in them

♢ whenever you two are out and about He would like to have you hold onto him in one way or the other

♢ hold his hand, link your pinkies, hold onto his shirt

♢ Ushijima is just very scared of losing you in a crowded space

♢ He seems rather unaffected when you link pinkies but he's having an internal meltdown over how cute you're being

♢ Whenever you two cuddle He also compares your hand to his - and it's always funny just how small they seem to his giant ones

♢ Will scold you for too much PDA but at home He will apologize and ask you to do it again - but at home

♢ Always pulls you onto his lap to hold you close, strong arms wrapping around your stomach

♢ gets SO flustered whenever you compliment him or his abilities

♢ plays it off as nothing but his cheeks are dusted pink

♢ He's also big on communicating if something isn't okay, never lets you go to bed without you knowing that he loves you, even during a fight

♢ avoids fighting at all costs, scared to have his relationship play out like with his parents

♢ sometimes He really needs to be held and have his hair played with, reassure him that you're not leaving and that you love him for who He is, Volleyball or not.

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