Ouch. Not a single โHappy Motherโs Dayโ for me today. Husband left for work. Kids are playing in the sunroom. Phone silent with no notifs. Yikes.
sucking his cock after a night out; after you have had one too many drinks and your cheeks are hot, the giggles that leave your lips are involuntary and your hands have a mind of their own as they go to unzip his jeans.
โyouโll let me, right?โ you ask, breathless, both of your nimble hands stroking his cock up and down, your eyes latched to his. โpretty please?โ
and how could he say no to his most precious girl?
when his cock is so thick that you start to tear up and he just coos at you that it's okay he's got you you can take it look at how much is in already he's just kissing your cheeks and licking up the little tears and
โBoss Is Smiling... What Happened Last Night?โ
Genre: Crack | Domestic Fluff | Teasing
Characters: Bonten Mikey x fem!Reader
The Bonten HQ was unusually peaceful that morning. No yelling, no tension, no blood.
Even more shockingโMikey walked in smiling.
Not the neutral, unreadable smirk he usually wore like armor.
No.
A genuine, relaxed smile. Hands in his pockets. Hair slightly tousled. The faintest mark on his neck (no one dared point that out).
The rest of Bonten blinked like owls.
โโฆAm I hallucinating?โ Ran muttered, nudging Rindou with his elbow. โIs he smiling?โ
Rindou leaned back on the couch, arms crossed. โSomethingโs off. Heโs either planning a massacreโฆ or he got laid.โ
Kakucho coughed into his hand to hide a laugh. โHeโs humming. He never hums.โ
โShould we ask?โ Mochi whispered.
โDo you want to die?โ Takeomi deadpanned.
The door opened again, and you walked in, wearing Mikeyโs hoodie, hair still a little messy, cheeks flushed from the morning chill. You carried a bento bag in one hand.
The boys collectively stared.
โGood morning,โ you greeted sweetly.
โMorning, (Y/N)-chan,โ they chorused like students greeting a teacher.
Mikey walked over, plucked the bento from your hand with one hand and placed his other around your waist, pulling you in without hesitation.
The others watched as Mikey kissed your temple.
Right. In. Front. Of. Them.
Koko dropped his pen.
โโฆSo it was sex,โ Rindou whispered under his breath.
You blinked. โHm?โ
โNothing!โ they all said in unison.
You tilted your head but didnโt question it, smiling softly at your husband. โI put extra rice in yours.โ
โGood,โ Mikey said. โYouโll need to feed me later.โ
โOh,โ you blinked, flustered. โO-okay.โ
The rest of Bonten silently screamed.
As you left the room, Mikey turned back to them.
โWhat?โ
Everyone straightened like soldiers.
โNothing, boss!โ
But once he left too, the silence broke.
Ran leaned in. โWho knew the key to keeping Mikey saneโฆ was literally keeping him satisfied.โ
Rindou groaned. โIโll never look at bento rice the same again.โ
cw: fem!reader, fingering, unprotected sex, touch starved and pussydrunk shin, not rlly proofread
wc: 1,3k
โข โข โข ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ swears he mustโve done something right in a past life to deserve you.
Youโre straddling his lap, your thighs bracketing his hips as your fingers fumble with his belt, lips slotting against his in slow, dizzying kisses. Heโs hard beneath you, painfully so, his heart pounding so fast he wonders if you can feel it under your palm.
"You sure about this?" he murmurs, lips busy kissing along your jaw, down to your neck, leaving soft, open mouthed kisses that make you squirm. His hands slide up to trace the dip of your waist, his thumb stroking slow circles against your ribs. "Tell me you're serious about this. About us. Please."
You nod, your fingers finally slipping the belt free and moving to undo his zipper. "I've never been more serious about anything, Shin," you whisper, voice soft, breathless. "I want this. I want you."
You push his pants and boxers down just enough to free his cock, watching as it springs freeโthick, flushed and leaking at the tip. Your underwear quickly follows, your hand reaching down to tuck it to the side with a soft rustle.
Shinichiro stares for a moment, breath growing shallow like he canโt believe this is actually happening. His hands remain on your hips for a moment, unsure what to do, where to start, until you take a hold of one and guide it between your thighs.
Your body's response is immediate, hips bucking against his touch, your eyes meeting his when they finally flicker up to your face. His fingertips start exploring, a little clumsy at first, but he finds your slit and runs two fingers slowly up your heat, gathering slick.
He parts your folds carefully, his thumb stretching to brush gently over your clit, tentative, testing.
"Fuck, yesโ right there, just like that," you jolt, a broken moan tumbling from your lips as he does it again, slower this time. His other hand steadies you at the waist while he keeps going, his fingers dipping down to your entrance and pressing one inside.
"Fuck, you're perfect." he murmurs, more to himself than to you, his finger curling slightly, mimicking the things he saw in his favorite porn videos.
He can tell it's working from the way you start grinding down on his hand, desperate for more. "Add anotherโ please. Another."
He obeys instantly, slipping a second finger inside. The stretch is just enough to make your thighs quiver, your forehead dropping against his as you ride his fingers slowly, moaning and whimpering with every movement. He watches you the whole time, mesmerized, his cock twitching against his stomach and leaking more precum with each filthy little sound you make.
His thumb eventually resumes its circles on your clit, syncing with the thrust of his fingers, and it isn't long before youโre clinging to his shoulders, fingertips leaving crescent shaped indents into his skin. "I'm g-gonnaโfuck, baby, i'm gonna come,"
And with one last stroke over your sweet spot, you're sent over the edge, your walls clenching hard around his fingers as your body trembles in his arms, your moans muffled against his forehead as you kiss it. Shin keeps moving through it, gentle and slow, helping you ride it out.
"Can Iโฆ?" he breathes out, head tipping back to look at you through hooded eyes. "Can I be inside you now?"
You give him your consent and Shinichiro swears heโs never moved faster in his life.
His fingers slip from you, making you whine in protest, but then heโs gripping his cock at the base, stroking once, twice, before dragging the tip through your slick folds, rubbing against your clit and making you tremble in his lap.
"I won't last," he warns, his chest rising and falling in quick, shallow bursts. "fuck, Iโm sorry. Iโm gonna fucking burst as soon as Iโm in."
Heโs trying so damn hard to keep it together but you already have him teetering on the edge before youโve even taken him in, so much that he has to squeeze his eyes shut and breathe before he completely embarrasses himself.
He doesn't see it but you nod in response, your own breath catching in your throat as you lift yourself up, one hand taking over to wrap around the base of his cock and guide him. He twitches in your palm, looking almost in pain with how hard he is.
"Itโs okay," you whisper out loud, leaning in to press a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth. "I don't mind."
He watches as you line him up, the swollen head brushing against your slick entrance, and both of you moan at the contact. His eyes are fixed on yours, and you take advantage of it to sink down slowly.
"Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuckโ" His words cut off into a strangled groan, his fingers digging into your skin in a desperate attempt to ground himself.
You slide down inch by inch, your lips parting in silent moans as he stretches you open. His forehead drops against your shoulder when you finally bottom out, jaw clenched, sweat beading at his brow.
"Wait. Stop. Stopโ donโt move," he chokes out, "Fuck, Iโm gonna come. Give me a second."
You still, swallowing down a moan as you sit fully seated on him, hips flush to his, the head of his cock reaching deep inside, twitching and throbbing in pain and pleasure.
"Itโs okay," you repeat, brushing his damp hair back from his forehead, pressing a lingering kiss there. "It's okay. Just breathe, baby,"
Shinichiro nods, gulping air, trying to will his body to calm down. His fingers trace lazy circles into your skin, grounding himself in the feel of you. He exhales shakily and finally opens his eyes after a minute that feels like forever, meeting your gaze. "Okay," he whispers, voice thick. "Okay, Iโm good now."
Then, finally, you start to moveโsetting a gentle rhythm at first. You ride him in slow, sensual rolls of your hips, and Shinichiro meets your movements with timid thrusts of his own. He bites down on his bottom lip, hard, mortified by the idea of spilling his load barely a minute in, but he doesnโt stop you again. His hands roam to try and distract himself instead; up your sides, over your ribs, thumbs brushing along the curve of your breasts.
โYou feel so good,โ you whisper, riding him gently, your body melting into his. โFuck, baby, you're so big. So fucking deep inside me.โ
โDonโt say that,โ he whines softly, forehead pressing to your chest, and you laughโ your breath catching with the rhythm, fingers carding gently through his damp hair.
โYou don't have to hold back,โ you whisper into his hair. "Come whenever you need to, baby. Itโs okay, I promise."
Shin lets out a broken moan at that, his hips thrusting up into you a little more confidently once, twice, three times, his control eventually slipping. Then he's whining out your name, over and over again in times with his thrusts, faster and more desperate each time. You tighten around him in response, clenching deliberately, your hand slipping to his cheek and guiding his face up so he's looking at you. His eyes are wide and glassy, lips parted to let out the hottest moans.
Your thumb brushes the single tear that slips down his cheek, catching it before it falls.
"I'm comingโ please. Please." he moans, the words spilling from him like he canโt stop them. "I can'tโ hah, I'm coming,"
Then heโs gone. His body locks up beneath you, his cock pulsing deep inside as he spills into you with a drawn out, guttural cry. He clings to you like heโs coming apart, face buried against your chest, a mess of soft whimpers and trembling limbs, his skin burning at the touch.
You hold him through it, continuing to rock your hips gently, kissing his hair and whispering soothing things as he comes down.
He doesn't pull out. Not yet. His mouth finds yours again, sloppy and urgent, tongues tangling as his hand finds the back of your head, grabbing a gentle fistful to keep you in place. Meanwhile the other sneaks between your bodies to find your clit again, your entire body burning up as your second orgasm begins to buildโtight, hot and unstoppable.
tw: size kink, breeding, daddy kink, sadism, dubcon. father's day sucked for me (usually does) so enjoy this instead... happy fathers day to your fave <3
the words left your lips before you knew it. your eyes wide, gazing up at him - did he hear it? no - no way.. he couldn't have. your knees pressed to your chest, his big body pressing down against you. his sweet thrusts came to a halt.
fuck he heard it.
"say it." his voice calm. way too calm for the position he was forcing you in.
"n..noo."
"fuck ...say it or i'll .." his fingers pinched at your exposed nipple, sending a jolt of pain through your body.
"ahh -" you cry out in pain, "i want to make you a daddy.. please."
he bit his lip, "say it again." you shook your head. "say it or i'll make it hurt even more. his words held value as he pinched at the soft flesh on your inner arm. you groaned in pain, unable to take anymore of this abuse.
"please let me make you a daddy." your teary eyes looked away from him. he grabbed your jaw, forcing you to face him once more. "you're really in for it now." he grinned. "you have no idea what you got yourself into." you truly had no idea what you just awoken in him.
