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You feel weird about it. Megumi sat you down and explained the whole thing to you yesterday. It is just like a hug, he said. A very close hug that helps him relax. And Yuji, too, vouched that it is nothing sexual at all.
Megumi has been extremely grumpy and frustrated lately. He never lets it out on you but you can tell nonetheless. He asked you to do this. You want to help him. If he'd ask you to hug or cuddle, you would do it, too. It is nothing sexual even if he is going to enter you. Megumi said so and he won't lie. He doesn't lie.
"You good? Are you sure you want to?" Megumi asks. His pants are already rolled down, his cock out and hard. You don't look at it, or him for that matter.
You are wearing a skirt, figured it would be the most practical attire for this. You give him a nod.
"I'll show you," Megumi says and grabs your hips, guiding you on his lap.
You let out a sharp breath when the hot tip of his cock comes in contact with your entrance. He takes his time, going in inch for inch.
"Nice and slow," Megumi rasps. "Don't want to hurt you, right?"
It takes a moment more until he is fully sheathed inside of your warm, snug cunt. He feels impossible close like this. It burns and tingles as he stretches you. Megumi relaxes instantly. "Ah," he sighs in relief. "So warm. I needed this."
"Hm," you look at the wall. What now? The feeling is so prominent, so dominant. You try to breathe normally.
"Hug me."
You wrap your arms around his shoulders and he lays his big hand on the back of your head, holding you. You are so close… so connected. It feels nice but… you feel guilty for how turned on it makes you. This is just an innocent thing, and you are dirty enough to get turned on by this.
"Just a close hug," Megumi says, eyes shut and head fallen back against the rest. Megumi grins, feeling your velvet walls clench and flutter. "No. No. No. That's no good, sis. Don't do that."
"S-sorry," you hide your face. You can't stop. You really try to think of something else but you're not able to. He fills you perfectly.
You stay like this for about half an hour, and your mind is spinning and dazed now. You can't really think. "'Gumi-nii.... how much more?"
"Just a bit. Feels so good and warm."
"C-can't," your voice is meek. "I feel--"
His hips jerk up as he readjust himself on the chair and you moan out. You feel so ashamed.
"Sorry... but did you like that?" Megumi asks.
Your lips trembles and you nod. You wish he would do it again. And like he hears you thoughts, he thrusts up again. Your moan is louder. "That feel good?"
You can't get yourself to tell him to stop because yes it does feel good. And just like that, you end up being bounced on his cock until you're nothing but a babbling mess. The hug turned into sex. All because you couldn't control yourself.
"You made this sexual," Megumi reminds you. "Your pretty pussy clenches so well around me. Maybe next time you cockwarm me... you can hold back, yeah?" His hands are on your hips.
bachira nii who is just the best and sweetest big bro!!! he's always so attentive and so clingy to you! there's not a single moment that you go without having him touch your tits or kiss/lick your neck, he might even just feel up your pussy to make sure you're wet!!
he loves his lil sis so much, he cant help but fuck you as if you're his personal fleshlight. expect him to breed u like a bunny and dont stop until you're overflowing with cum ♡♡♡ oh and dont worry about holding back your moans! he loves to hear them and he loves when you cry out his name! mommy yuu wont mind that her two children r keeping it in the family :)
i heARD AND I RAN okay i spent the wHOLE DAY thinking about this yesterday hhhhgftdsguyfdisgi
tw incest, dubcon, codependency
He likes the shape of your mouth. He likes it so much. Enjoys kissing it, watching it, puffy lips and raw, likes hearing the little sounds that come from you when he claims that mouth. He even likes the way you say his name, his name that’s been called a thousand different times in a thousand different ways. But you say it differently still, cherish it on the tip of your tongue as he pulls your face closer in the evening glow and stares. “Meguru nii,” you say it all pouty and knowing, chest puffed with it. You say it like you know what comes next— and it only feeds the thirst that trickles down his muscles and aching heart.
When he doesn’t answer it, and he doesn’t, can’t, you grow restless and fidgety, and he gets to hear his name in a wholly different way, one reserved for only you. It pushes your lips to the brim with how cute and pouty they can be, without being kissed to shreds by him. “Ru nii~” you beg.
And he answers it by pushing you down onto his bed and pulling the covers a little further over you, until the world is almost completely shut out from the both of you. He lies down on top of you this way, caging your body under him— how he likes it. How the monster says it’s meant to be. And the heat that plays over your cheeks is nothing but further encouragement, because you look so damn pretty when the lowest light catches the glittering of your teary eyes.
“I’m supposed to be in bed. I’ve got an early cl-mhm!”
He kisses you square on the mouth, or teeth, no matter, because when his hands slide along your sides and start fondling your soft tits, tugging at sweet, puffy nipples— it’s all too easy to get you to play along. “I just wanna play with my little sister a little,” he breathes into your mouth, and you hum. You always hum so softly, like his word is truth, or gospel. “Just a little bit more, m’kay? Then you can go to bed.” The assurance calls for another drag of his name, that filthy mockery of the word ‘niichan’ that you have long mastered. It draws all the blood from his conscious thought to his hard cock as he grinds it against your pussy.
Picking at the bow of your panties, at your tits through your shirt- you curl under him and under his tongue, his hands, his twitching, leaking cock and balls like his own personal little toy. No, play-date. You always used to be his play-date growing up, and though the word has taken on -slightly more insidious- interpretations, it still fits you so well. Peeling your panties halfway down your legs to push the head of his cock into that dripping little slit is all too easy when you’re going “Ru nii, Meguru nii~” over and over so obliviously, unapologetically needy.
“You love your big brother?” He asks, and you nod, and it sends a spike of heat through his heart and makes him bottom out inside his own little sister with a groan. “I definitely love you. The most, love you- t-the most.” The covers won’t drown out the way you’re whining as he uses all his weight to fuck deep into you, your knees pressed to your ears and your tongue wrapped around his fingers. It doesn’t shield the squeaking of the bed and the rhythmic ‘pap, pap, pap’ of his balls hitting your ass each time he bottoms out. It doesn’t even cover the way he breathes your name back like he should, like he knows will get you there again and again.
But it’s not a lie when he leans down for a few seconds to pull your mouth back to his, tangle wet tongues and take what he needs from that pretty mouth of yours, and says, “You’re fine, just cum. Just cum on niichan's cock, you'll feel good. It’s okay. Mom wants her two babies to get along.”
oh god i want to fuck him so bad… literally gonna destroy his insides..
his thighs look so fuckable,, gonna bend him over a table and pound into his hole so hard he can’t even think. m gonna make him keep the shorts on too, just rip a hole right where his cute pink rim is and make him all flustered.
his ass is so cute i just want to bite it. make him sit on my face and eat him out for hours on end until he cries.
ohh my god fucking him in front of sucrose, hearing his loud whines from being so exposed in front of his subordinate. holding him so his legs are spread and the only view she sees is his cute cocklet bobbing wildly from him getting fucked so hard <3.
long story short if he ever bends over in front of me to fix his thigh boots i wouldn’t be able to control myself.
Summary: You were the God that killed Alatus' evil master, freeing the little boy from the shackles of his master's tyranny. From then on, he was named by your friend Morax as Xiao, an Adeptus that will be placed under your care. But it seems that what the boy feels for you isn't just mere gratitude and admiration.
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Your eyes.
The first thing he saw when you opened the door of the dungeon where he's forced to be in.
The light of the outside blinded him, but it also brought him warmth. The shackles on his wrists has bruised his skin. Yet he wanted nothing more than to force his way out of them and run away from the hell he once knew as his home.
Seeing you for the first time, he was hostile, but you saw fear in his eyes. He sensed the dominating but also welcoming aura of your body.
'Are you here to hurt me too?!'
He growled at you to stay back, or he will kill you, but you didn't falter.
Why weren't you disgusted of him? He asked himself, a dirty little boy, broken and bruised.
You knelt down, as Alatus avoided your gently gaze. 'I'll take care of you from now on.'
Your hands cupped the shackles on his little wrists and with your command, the metal disintegrated into dust.
You smiled at him, he looked up at your face, beautiful.
You gently caressed his bruised wrists, the wounds disappearing like it had never been there at all.
The boy was shaking, someone actually taking care of him? That's not possible! His master said that nobody, nobody in this world would ever care for him. Yet here you were.
Why would you-
The Adeptus Xiao of today knows the answer to that question of the young Alatus.
It because your you, you care for people, you're gently, but fierce in the face of danger. Someone willing to sacrifice herself for the world.
He admired you, always wanted to be around you.
The day he was given the name Xiao, you took him under your wing, taught him how the world works, how it can be giving but cruel, and even with those odds, you taught him to live.
But you also taught him how to fight to protect. The memory of you teaching him many millennia ago brings warmth to his heart.
After you've given your last lesson to him, you parted ways, asking him to protect the now prosperous land of Liyue.
The moment you said a temporary goodbye, you wish to explore more of Teyvat, set aside the roles of a wandering God and set off to an adventure.
Every month, you would visit him at Wangshu Inn, spending the day together with all kinds of activities, sharing stories about what has happened, and giving him some souvenirs.
He feels a weird feeling within him grow, it wasn't an unpleasant feeling, but how you spend time with him, smile at him, hold him, the way your eyes glow with light while looking at him, it feels... romantic.
He likes it, being more than just a teacher and a student, more than just a God with it's follower, more than just being friends.
As of this month, you're staying with him at the Inn for a week!
You got your own room where you two could play some board games you've gather from your journey and all the events you've been through the past month!
You don't need sleep, but it's still very refreshing. You can see why humans like to sleep. That's why you rented a room, despite the Inn owners insistence that you do not need to pay for a room.
Your visit has been pretty normal so far, until...
It was the middle of the night, you were asleep in your room, while Xiao, as always, stood by the balcony, remembering the day you two had today. It always makes him smile. As a child, he never imagined that he could have a peaceful life like this. Sure, sometimes demons manage to cause a ruckus, but that's easily manageable.
"Xiao..."
His ears perked up, was that you?
You were whispering his name.
You were calling for him. Another faint call confirmed his thoughts.
Why were you calling for him? Has something bad happened?
He rushed to your room, a little panicked, but seeing that you were asleep, no threat to be detected anywhere near you, put his mind at ease. You were just sleep-talking while probably dreaming...
About him. Xiao couldn't help but feel flustered by the thought.
Taking a step closer, he saw how the moonlight entered the room through the window, grazing your resting features. As calm and beautiful as ever, like the day he first gazed at you.
Xiao knelt down beside your bed, frowning a bit.
Why?
Why does he feel these emotions that he's not supposed to feel towards you?
In your eyes, the Yaksha was probably just a child, a student whom you loved like a son. To you, he was family. And he's not very familiar with human nature, but he's pretty sure family aren't supposed to have the desire to...
Do what he wants to do to you.
Xiao let out a quiet sigh, his hand reaching out to caress your face.
But he was then immobilized by your eyes slowly opening.
The golden-eyed boy felt a harsh grip around his neck, cutting off his airway. He stumbled back in surprise, grabbing onto your wrist. He felt lightheaded, seeing the blurry fierce look of your face.
"Y/N..." Xiao whimpered, and your eyes widen letting go of him immediately, you stood up as he fell to the ground, catching his breath.
"Xiao! I'm so sorry! I thought you were an intruder." You were by his side immediately, yet when you tried to coddle him, he just pushed you away. Xiao stood up quickly, turning his back to you, lightly holding onto his neck.
He said it was fine, apologized for startling you and immediately went out of the room, leaving you confused as to why he rushed out so quickly. You stood up as well, ready to talk to him and apologize yet again.
Xiao rubbed his face in frustration, why is he feeling like this?!
When you choked him, why did he like it?!
When you had a deadly fierce look in your eyes, why did he think it was so hot?!
Why is there a fucking bulge in his pants right now?!
He knows what it means! (Specifically because it's not the first time this has happened.)
This. Has. Happened. A lot of times in the past months. But tonight was different, you're here, awake, and can see the---that.
Why does he feel a huge attraction for someone he's supposed to look up upon. The Yaksha felt frustrated, at himself, and the fact that he just can't control his arousal.
He can't defile you with his desires.
You're too pure, too perfect for someone like him.
"Xiao, is there something wrong?" He heard you behind him, with a worried tone in your voice. Xiao's ears turn a tiny of pink as his body grows hotter, whether embarrassment or arousal, he didn't know anymore.
"Have I hurt you?" You asked him again, he just shook his head. "You can tell me. I want you to know that I'm here." The boy still didn't turn to face you.
He didn't answer, you sighed before stomping in front of him, arms crossed.
"No, wait!" He covered your eyes with his hands, despite wanting to grab at his aching bulge.
"Xiao, what are you-" You grabbed at his hands, forcefully prying them off your face and looked at him. "What's going on?"
...
"Oh."
"I'm sorry..." Xiao slowly let go of your hands, his gloves hands gliding through his hair in frustration.
He felt disgusted of himself, with you seeing him like this. You looked into his eyes, even if he tried to avoid your gaze.
"This is completely normal." You sound so calm, how in the heck do you act so calm in this moment. He's surprised with your lack of response.
You're probably disgusted by him right now.
The golden-eyed boy wanted nothing more than to just take you, feel your skin against his. So he just hugged you all of a sudden, chin resting on your shoulder, and arms around your waist.
"Oh baby." You hugged him back rubbing his back soothingly. "I've always known what you've been wanting to do with me." You whispered in his ear.
Xiao's eyes went wide, what?!
"I kinda figured, I can feel the emotion coursing within you. Been happening for the past 5 months." You smiled cheekily. "If you asked for help, I would've helped you, silly Yaksha." You took his hand and led him to the room.
"I know exactly what you need."
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The sounds you make as you bounce yourself on his cock should be illegal, it was sinful, arousing to his ears. His grip on your waist tightens as you purposely squeezed his cock with the walls of your sweet cunt.
"Ahhh..." Xiao couldn't help but gasp as you raise your hips to the point where his tip is barely in, just to slam your pussy back down onto his cock.
"Y/N." He cries your name with every thrust, looking down onto where you two connect, he loves to see his cock disappearing into your pussy over and over again.
Xiao felt a strange sensation within him as something came out of his cock, into you.
"What--?" He breathlessly questioned as you make it so that he was balls deep as he came.
You got up, leaving his cock wet and hard despite his whines and protests. It got even harder from the cold wind cooling his naked body.
You sat between his legs, your own thighs apart, making him look at the semi-gaping hole that is your pussy. It made him want more of you. You were completely naked too, the first few minutes you got undressed, he felt so flustered he couldn't even look at you, but now, he can't stop looking. Your soft skin, despite having a few blemishes, was still very beautiful, your delicious boobs, when you guided his hands to clasp onto them, they fit perfectly in his hands. He wouldn't mind to have this view forever.
A white liquid started dripping out of you, making the Yaksha confused. You giggled, before scooping up the liquid that dripped put before putting it back in.
"That's your cum, Xiao." You lay over him again, your pussy right above his cock. "If I keep it inside me, that means I'm letting you breed me, baby boy." As you say that, some of his cum drips yet again, but this time, it dripped down onto the tip of his cock, slowly making its way down to the base.
"Breed you?" Xiao asked softly, his husky voice making you smile even more. "That means I love you so much, Xiao." You kissed him softly, before adjusting your position a bit.
Now his face is directly below your boobs, his hands tried to grab them again, but you intervened.
"You're gonna have to use your mouth and tongue to touch mommy's boobs, baby." You say the most sinful things, yet your voice sounds so innocent. But...
Mommy?
He was distracted by what you just said to realize that you're once again sinking down onto his cock. You put your hand on his head, encouraging him, as you ride his cock.
"Come on now, baby boy. Suck on mommy's boobs. I have something for you." He followed your command with no hesitation, latching onto one of your mounds and sucking.
Immediately, his mouth was filled with milk, very delicious, very creamy milk. Xiao pulled away in surprise, making you laugh.
"You like the taste?" You rode his cock even faster, squeezing the life out of him with your pussy. He nodded, latching onto your boob again for your milk, struggling for a bit since your breast bounces with your every move.
And hours and hours of that, Xiao was tired. But he didn't pass off the chance to fuck you even more now that you specifically said that he can do whatever he wanted with your body.
"I'm gonna breed you, mommy!" Xiao exclaimed as he came inside you once more. You decided to take a break and let him do the fucking.
"Yeah?" You didn't expect him to have a lot of stamina though. Despite cumming so many times, he's still thrusting inside you, cumming over and over, exclaiming that he's gonna breed you with so much cum and give you children. You felt another load shot inside you, before Xiao slows down his movements.
"Awww, is my baby boy tried?" You slide your fingers through his hair, as his face falls onto your boobs. He shook his head, before wrapping his lips around one of your mounds, sucking again.
He had sucked you dry, when you were out of milk earlier, he almost cried, asking why aren't you giving him milk anymore. You had to explain that you'll give him more milk in a few more hours.
"Still no milk, mommy?" Xiao asked with a soft tone, looking at you with saddened eyes. You squeezed his softening cock with your pussy again.
"I'm afraid so. Get some rest first, Xiao." He just nodded, about to get up and pull out. But you stopped him.
He looked at you, confused. "You can sleep here." Xiao's golden eyes light up as he once again, made himself comfortable on top of you, head resting on you boobs. He nor you didn't bother taking out his cock.
Besides, you're most likely gonna be doing it again once he wakes up.
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Alternative Version: Xiao's Mommy God (2). Roles reversed, Dom!Xiao and Sub!Reader.
WARNINGS: DARK CONTENT, incest, minors dni, fingering (f receiving), afab reader, usage of 'onee-chan', enabler older brother shinichiro (?), dubcon, dry humping, heavily unedited, all the characters are of legal age
frothing at the mouth while thinking of younger brother mikey who accidentally walks into your room while you lay naked on your bed, fingers deep inside you cunt
thinking about how this cute adorable blush will appear on his face as he tries to apologize and leave but before he could you slyly coax him to stay. still dumbfounded, mikey just blankly stands at your doorframe, too distracted by your glistening cunt before shinichiros voice speaks up behind him
"go on, shouldn't you help your older sister?"
thinking about how he'll try to muster up any sentence when he feels shinichiros hand on his back push him inside your room while he locks the door, you going back to lay in your previous position while spreading your folds apart, presenting your wet clenching hole to your brothers
"come here help your onee-chan hm?"
thinking about how before mikey could even reply a hand from behind sneaks into his pants and pulls out their cute cock while pushing them to your direction
"isn't it your duty to listen to your older siblings?"
tears prick at his eyes, hands balling into fists as shinichiros slides his cock into your warm and wet cunny, using his hips to also push their hips into yours, making sure to let you feel them in your cervix
"come on, you don't need your older brother to everything right?"
as mikey shakes his head no, hands grasping your waist while thrusting into you, both you and shinichiro couldn't help but coo at your adorable little brother, your hand coming up to hold the back of his neck and push him into your tits
"don't cry, come, suck your onee chans tits 'till you feel better, me and shinichiro would never want to be mean to our adorable baby brother"
thinking about how as he wraps his lips around your puffy nipples with tears staining his cheeks shinichiro would take hold of mikeys hips and start grinding into him, not even bothering to take off his clothes
"ah, how lucky are we to have you as our younger brother"
shinichiro moans, slotting his cloth cock in between his cute ass cheeks. mikey whimpered at his words. cock growing impossibly harder
"Tha-thank yew~ I-I'll be the best younger brother for both of you"
mikey moans, lips still latched to your nipples with shinichiros hand snaking its way behind the two of you to rub at your clit
a/n - repost since it’s brother season. just barely edited.
You huddled into Shinichiro’s side as he handed the money to the teen in charge of handing out tickets, and he slung his arm over your shoulder and pulled you further into him.
The sound of giggles from beside the both of you made you lean forward, and your eyes narrowed at the sight of the two giggling girls. Their eyes were focused on Shinichiro’s face, and he was oblivious as always as he spoke with the ticket attendant.
“Is that his girlfriend?”
Their attention briefly shifted to you, and you made sure to give them the nastiest look you could muster.
“No, that’s his sister. I went to high school with them. She’s just always up his ass.”
“Oh, so he’s single!”
“Shin,” you looked up at him, and he hummed before turning to look down at you, a lazy smile on his face. “Can we get snacks, too?”
“Of course.” He grabbed the tickets from the employee, and you threw another glare their way as the two of you walked towards the concession stand. “Hey.” Shinichiro nudged you as you both waited in line, and his fingers tilted your chin up so he could look at you. “What’s wrong? Why’re you frowned up?”
“It doesn’t matter.” He looked at you for a second before his eyes moved to someone behind you, and your frown deepened at the sound of the two girls' voices. He looked back to you, understanding clear on his face, and ducked his head down so his lips were beside your ear.
“You jealous, princess?”
You made a face as if to say ‘obviously’, and Shinichiro huffed out a laugh before standing up straight, his arm slipping from your shoulders so he could grab your hand in his. “You don’t have to be, you know that.” His lips pulled into a smile. “I’ll always be here.” He pressed his forehead to yours, either oblivious or not caring of how damning this position looked, and your eyes caught on the silver chain swinging from around his neck, your initials dangling from it.
“I know that,” you toyed with the pendants, “but what if..” You trailed off, not wanting to finish the thought, but as aloof as Shinichiro sometimes acted, he was always able to pick up on things like this when it came to you.
“If I get a girlfriend?” You nodded, lips downturned in a pout as your eyes met his, pools of black that you always found yourself drowning in intently watching you. “Why do I need that when I’ve got everything I need right here, hm?” His lips met the corner of your mouth, and your stomach tightened as you grasped the sides of his jacket and buried your face in his chest.
“Shinnn.” He laughed and wrapped his arms around your shoulders, slowly walking you backwards as the line moved up.
“Shinichiro?”
You stiffen up at the voice —the same voice from earlier— and Shinichiro’s arms tighten around you to keep you from turning around.
“That’s me, yeah.” Once he’s sure you’re gonna keep put, he loosens his grip, one hand coming up to rest against the back of your neck.
“Um, I was wonderin’…if you maybe wanted to, um, see this movie with me?” You slipped your arms around his waist and moved even closer to him.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” you wanted to tell him not to be so nice to her, especially when she was offering to take him to a movie now of all times. Were you invisible? Could she not see you? You went to turn around and make sure she never forgot your face when Shinichiro tightened his grip on your neck, his chin resting on top of your head as he murmured a low ‘it’s okay’, and just like that you were content again. “But I’m here with my sister.”
You smiled against his chest and let out a quiet ‘hmph’.
“Oh! Well, what movie are you two seeing? I can switch my—”
“Shin.” He runs his thumb along the column of your neck.
“‘M trying.”
“—ticket and we can do it that way?”
“Uh, it’s a date thing. For bonding, you get it? So..” Fed up of the situation, you pulled your head back and turned to give the girl a cold glare.
“So fuck off. He doesn’t want a date with you. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever.” Her eyes widened in shock, and you couldn’t find it in yourself to care when tears pooled in her eyes, instead snagging Shinichiro’s hand and dragging him up to the counter. When you finally chanced a glance up at him he was already looking at you, eyebrows pinched together as he gave you a disapproving look. “What, Shin? You wouldn’t say it, so I did.” You rattled off your order to the boy working the register and fished Shinichiro’s wallet out of his pocket.
“You coulda been nice about it.”
You handed the money over before putting his wallet back. “You’re not nice when you scare off any guy that’s interested in me.” A sheepish smile overtakes his face as he runs a hand through his hair, more than likely thinking over all the times he’s used his position as the leader of a gang to intimidate any guy that so much as looked in your direction, and if he wasn’t using status he was siccing Benkei and Wakasa on them, two people that thought it was hilarious to watch fully grown men stumble over themselves just from a glance at the two former gang leaders themselves.
“That’s different,” he slipped his hand from yours to gather the popcorn and multitude of snacks you had ordered, and you grabbed ahold of the back of his jacket as you both made your way to the designated theatre. “Those guys aren’t good for you.”
“Neither are those girls.” You huffed as you plopped down into the seat just as the lights dimmed in the room, and Shinichiro took the seat beside you, placing the soda down in the cup holder before kicking his feet up on the empty seat in front of him. He grabs a handful of popcorn as he swivels his head around to face you, leaning in close so he can be heard over the sound of the opening credits.
“I know that, and that’s why I’m here with you.” Your hand full of gummy bears paused on the way to your mouth, and you met his gaze, breathing in deep through your nose as you did. “So stop being so damn mean to every girl that talks to me, yeah?” You jerk back when he tosses a piece of popcorn at you, his laugh flooding your ears a second later, and before you can retaliate and throw it back, he takes a quick glance around the theatre before leaning down and placing his lips on yours, free hand coming up to cup the back of your head.
You instantly melt into the kiss, finger hooking into the collar of his v-neck to pull him closer, and he lets you, mouth opening when your tongue runs along the seam of his lips. You moan into his mouth as you try to get even closer, the gummy bears that were clutched in your fist dropping to the floor so it can instead tangle in his hair, and he groans when you tug on the soft strands.
The bucket of popcorn he was holding is displaced as he tries to unhook your hands from him, and once he turns his head to the side, you trail your kisses down the side of his neck, lips ghosting over the racing pulse in his throat.
“Hold on,” his skin heats under your touch, and your hand that’s hooked in his shirt drops down to his lap, palm smoothing over the growing bulge in his jeans. “Hey, wait.”
“Shin,” your voice is just as breathless as his, and his eyes droop as he takes hold of your hand and stands from his seat, pulling you up with him. “Shin?” You don’t get a reply, but when he tugs you out of the theatre and down the hall towards the women’s bathroom —that being the nearest one— you’re able to answer your own unsaid question.
The stall door bangs against the wall as the both of you stumble through it, and Shinichiro kicks it shut before sliding the lock into place just as you slide to your knees, hands fumbling to undo the clasp of his jeans. Just as eager as you, he pushes your hands to the side and quickly undoes the button, wasting no time in pushing his jeans and boxers down to the middle of his thighs.
You balance on the balls of your feet as you take his half-hard cock into your mouth, tongue running along the underside of it as you moan around him, loving the way you can feel him growing inside your mouth.
“Shit..” One hand bunches his shirt up, the action letting you see the way the muscles in his stomach contract each time you take him to the back of your throat, nose pushed into black curls that smell of Dove, while the other holds onto the wall to keep him upright. You pop him out your mouth and wrap your hand around him, head ducking down to lick and suck at his balls while you jerk him off, and he curses again as he bucks into your hand.
You glance up at him, and he opens his mouth to say something when the sound of laughing suddenly floods the bathroom, and he tries to pull you up by your arm, but you only flash him a smile before burying his cock in your throat once again. His jaw clenches as his eyes snap shut, and you bob your head back and forth as you tune out the conversation going on a few feet from the two of you, only tuning back in when you make out Shinichiro’s name.
“I told you he was gonna say no.”
“I still wanted to ask. His sister didn’t have to be such a bitch about it.” You roll your eyes at the insult, lips wrapping around the tip of his cock as you suck hard, getting a muted grunt in return. “She’s so weird. It’s like she has a crush on him or something.”
You lick up the length of him, his eyes focused on your mouth, and his stomach concaves when your hand cups his heavy balls. “Poor guy. She’s probably the reason why I’ve never seen him with a girlfriend. She scares ‘em all off.”
“Or maybe he’s just gay.”
“Just shut up.”
“Why? It’s a possibility!”
Shinichiro’s cheeks tint pink as his head tips back, a low thud sounding from his head making contact with the stall door, and you take him into the back of your throat once again, eyes squeezing shut as you swallow down ropes of cum, fingers massaging his balls to make sure you get every last drop out.
“A possibility I don’t wanna think about.”
You pull back off his softening cock, making sure to press a kiss to the sensitive head, and he hisses through his teeth at the feeling. You stand up, stretching to reach his face, and smash your lips to his, your tongue pushing the remnants of his cum into his mouth.
“Even if he isn’t, which he probably is, you’re not getting a chance with him with his sister hanging off his dick all the time.” You pull back to take a much needed breath, and this time it’s Shinichiro’s turn to chase your lips, one hand curling around the back of your neck to keep you in place. “Might as well just give up and date me instead.”
“…”
“Why aren’t you saying anything?”
“Did you bring lip-gloss?”
“Don’t change the subject!”
You let out a gasp when your back hits the wall, Shinichiro’s hands yanking the skirt you wore up and over your hips. His lips move from yours to trail up to your ear, fingers slipping past the hem of your panties to circle around your throbbing clit, and you just barely bite back a moan when his fingers slip further down and dip into your clenching hole. “Shh, you gotta be quiet, princess.”
He pulls his hand away, and before a complaint can leave your mouth he pushes his wet fingers inside, his other hand quickly diving into your panties instead. He presses down on your tongue as three fingers push up into you, and you set your foot on the toilet seat to give him more room to work, your lashes fluttering when his palm grinds into your clit.
“—you think he’s a virgin?”
“I don’t think about him and his virginity, actually.”
Your hands clutched onto his shirt as his fingers curl up inside you, pads of his fingers brushing against that gummy spot that has your eyes crossing and drool dripping down your chin, thighs trembling as the need to come grows stronger and stronger.
“Yeah, ‘cause you’re too busy drooling over—”
“Don’t.”
“—Wakasa.” Shinichiro pushes his fingers deeper into your mouth, effectively silencing the cry that would have sounded out when his fingers slip from your cunt and trail up to your clit, rubbing quick, tight circles into it. “You know that girl likes him. What’s her name? Senju? She’ll beat your ass as soon as you breathe in his direction.”
“I’m going home. Find another ride back to campus.”
“What?!”
He buries his face into your neck as your nails bite into his skin, the thin material of his shirt doing nothing to protect him, lips pressed right to your ear as he whispers out, “come for me”. Their voices fade as they leave the bathroom, and Shinichiro slips his fingers from your mouth to instead tilt your head up, his eyes boring into yours as you come with a loud cry of his name.
His fingers still as he noses at your cheek, and your foot drops to the floor as you fight to catch your breath. He pulls his hand from your underwear to fix your clothing, doing the same to his own, and he lets out a breathy laugh at your still dazed expression. “C’mon,” his hand takes hold of yours. “We can probably still catch the movie.”
title is self-explanatory. y'all read smut together and what their reaction will be.
♱ ft. shinichiro, izana, mikey, emma
♱ c/w. MATURE. all characters are aged up 18+. f! reader, shinichiro; cnc, cunnilingus // izana; mutual masturbation, humping // mikey; unprotected sex, creampie // emma; scissoring, noncon filming
♱ a/n. am I planning to do this for other characters as well? YUP. my requests are close but I'll make an exception for this one— hmu and lmk who you wanna see next. right now, I'm thinking Kazu, Draken, Chifuyu, and Baji. other fandoms are welcome too! I have a jjk version in my drafts as well <3
𓆩♡𓆪 SHINICHIRO
It was difficult to keep a straight face while reading the obscene content your favorite author had just posted. Normally, you wouldn't have to conceal your reactions as you grew on being used to reading the material even though when you're not in private. But this particular chapter was spicier and filthier than the previous ones. You were already struggling to squint your eyes and read through the dark screen which brightness you've decreased earlier, cautious about your boyfriend seeing a glance of what you have been reading.
It wasn't like he'd be offended if he finds out you're reading sexual material instead of going to him, but you genuinely didn't know how he will react about it. “Babe, may I borrow your phone? Mine's dead and I need to call grandpa. Let them know I'm having dinner with you.” Your biggest fear at the moment seemed to have manifested when Shinichiro asks you. You yelp, immediately closing the app then turning the brightness back up before lending your phone to him.
You threw him multiple side glances as you waited for the call to end, in order to take your phone back. “Alright, tell them I said goodnight.” He bids the old man good bye before tapping on the red button. But for some unfortunate reason, he accidentally taps on the app after pressing "home", seeing a preview of what you have been busy reading for the past hour.
“Oh, I'm not— I wasn't supposed to see that, I'm sorry.” He rambled, handing the phone back to you. “See wha–” when you look back down at the screen, it was currently displaying the dirty scene you have been reading. “Oh, I'm... sorry—”
“No, no, if you like reading those kind of stuff, then it's fine, I—” He rambled on once more. Your eyes widen, Shinichiro was probably assuming you were exclusively reading the sexual content. “Oh, no! This is some sort of Romantic novel, wanna see?” You explained, immediately heading to the series' synopsis page. “No, it's fine, I believe — wow.” You showed him the story's plot, and he may have seem interested in it.
So instead of sticking to your original plan of going out to dinner, you stayed at your place, letting him catch up with the story's previous chapters while you also ordered food in. Until he'd finally caught up, and you were now reading together the part you have left off.
“These are so well-written, [Y/N].” He approves, genuinely devoted to the story. These may only be just graphic descriptions of a mature scene, but hell it was way better than the ones he'd watch or look at when he was younger. Cuddled up under the sheets, you chuckle, taking one of his hands to press a kiss over his knuckles. "What do you think, maybe we can... try this?" You suggest, pertaining at the current scene where the man was pleasuring his half-asleep lady.
“Well, if it's okay for you, and you want to, then let's do it.” He smiles, pressing a kiss on your cheek before putting your phone away with a yawn. “Thanks for introducing me to this, good night, love.”
He may have been nauseatingly sweet that night, but the next morning, as soon as his eyes wake, he thought of your suggestion last night, his dick bricking up in an instant from the thought as he admired your sleeping frame. So he didn't waste time in crawling under the sheets, ridding you of the panties under your nightgown.
He was met with the sight if your glossy pussy lips matching his aroused cock. With a smile and warm blush, he peppers soft kisses over your hips and lower belly, thumb tracing soft circles on your thighs to gently wake you.
“Mhmm” When he reached down, his lips immediately latched to your folds, now making out with your wet lips. You started to shuffle in your sleep, feeling particularly aroused when your lids wake. When you look down, Shinichiro had been lapping up your wet folds, lewd slurping sounds and his tongue easily slid through. You were only just dreaming of this.
“Hngg— gah— good morning, babe.” You manage to speak out, cradling his pretty face in your palms. He smiles, eyes curling in crescent lines as response before proceeding to suck on your clit then thrust his tongue inside your warm hole.
and that was just one of the many things you wanted to try with him that had finally been checked off, thanks to internet smut.
𓆩♡𓆪 IZANA
For today, you and Izana decided to stay home due to the long day you just had and neither of you were really in the mood to go out. So here you are on the comfort of your bed, Izana had his back rested on the headboard; hands busy fiddling with the game controller while your legs laid comfortably on his lap.
It seems as if the two of you were on your own worlds with you busy reading an explicit story on your phone. You can't help but smile from reading the graphics depictions of amorous exchange between the characters, switching from interacting with the post then leaving comments about the work. Now, from Izana's point of view, it seems that you were happily texting with someone. Way too happy.
So when he took the controller down after a round, he wanted to check on his girl, only to see her smiling foolishly on her phone like a teenager in love. “Who're you talking to?” He questions. You mentally cursed, now aware that he was finished with his game. “Who?” He asks once more when you only remained silent in response.
“It's no one, Izana. I'm just reading a really good story, that's all.” You truthfully answered, not wanting him to assume that you were talking to someone else. So you showed him the screen you were on. Of course, Izana knows that he's the only guy who can have you smiling like that. But what were you reading that was so good?
“Good read?” He asks, switching his game off before applying gentle squeezes on your leg as a massage. “Yeah, it's a romance story.” You simply answered, not wanting to bore him with it's details. But Izana was particularly feeling generous at the moment, wanting to spoil his pretty girlfriend who was busy reading someone else's fictional romantic life on her phone.
“May I see?” With his strong arms, you were lifted off your current position to lay you on his chest, with your phone now on Izana's right hand. He read one line out, naughty words slipping easily through his tongue. “Oh,” He chuckled softly, looking down at you. “Are you reading porn?” He asks. “Well if you put it like that—”
He only huffed in response, relaxing his hand over his abdomen as he joined reading with you. “Oh fuck,” He doesn't seem like a guy who would get into written sexual material, and he didn't expect him to be so intrigued by it either; but the tall tent he just pitched proved him wrong. Izana's hand never stopped roaming your ass ever since you settled into your current position either, his digits only trailing further into your intimate area.
So you took the matter with your own hands, granting his neediness by slipping a hand under his boxers then taking his hard-on in a fist. “Hmmph” He hummed in pleasure, eyes still fixed on the descriptions of the steamy exchange on your phone. It's as if he was living the character's place with your hand wrapped around his long cock, treating it with slow, sensual strokes.
“Ah—” You didn't realize you were rubbing yourself against his thigh when your clit started to feel sensitive, slick damp against your panties and Izana's tan skin the faster your movements grew. Izana had finally finished reading the scene, shoving your phone under the pillow before tugging hard on your hair— “Fucking yourself into me like a bitch in heat? Dirty girl...” He taunts before having you trapped under his touch, your wrist still steadily stoking his length when he shoves two fingers into your pussy.
“AH— hmmm—” Your yelp of surprise was muffled by his lips locking with yours, drowning any sound that dared slip out of you. His fingers kept curling and pumping, banging against your g-spot before feeling his heaving chest press against yours.
You pressed your thumb over his leaking slit the same time his digits pushed your clit, causing you to pull away from the wet kiss in order to let each other know how amazing that felt.
Now, you didn't regret staying inside with him, but you sure did regret keeping smut a secret from him for quite a while now...
𓆩♡𓆪 MIKEY
He was well-aware of such content existing in the internet, having heard Emma talking to her friends about "fanfiction" about fictional characters from her favorite show; as well as some of his own friends talking about obscene genres of manga— which he have seen for himself, but didn't bother dedicating time to it like they did. So, he figured that there's some sort of steamy narrative content existing out there.
He also knew about your liking on reading. Whether on physical book copies or digital ones, he noted about your interest in the art of writing. Sometimes, he'd even lay on your lap as you read through yet another book. But he had no clue of what type or genres of books you were into. So when he sees you seated on the couch, this time with your nose practically buried on your phone screen, he accompanies you on the soft cushions, making himself comfortable by your side before letting his head fall on your shoulder.
“Hi,” You didn't take your eyes off the screen when you gave him a small kiss on the forehead, then instinctively combing your free hand through his bright, blonde locks. “How many books have you read?” He asks. “I stopped counting,” You truthfully answered. He nods, wasting no time to ask you what he had been thinking of for quite some time. “Is there like, written porn?” He spat, genuinely curious and wanted to make sure. You were taken aback by his out-of-the-blue question, causing you to stop scrolling down.
“Uh, yeah... I'm kinda reading one right now.” You admit. “What, really?!” He jumped from your embrace, before leaning back down towards your phone to inspect what you have been reading. His eyes remained opened from surprise about how detailed and well-written the scene is— fueling his imagination as if he was seeing it with his own eyes. “It's about two ex lovers who met again. She's single, but he's a widowed single father now so they're like, trying to get back together. It's a really long story so I'm glad they're finally hooking up.” You gave your boyfriend some context as he kept himself busy by reading; obviously entertained and intrigued by the writing.
When he started scrolling the screen for his eyes to see more, you smile to yourself, shaking your head slightly before shifting back to your previous position with his head rested on your shoulder. This time, you were going through the part of the story together. Every paragraph described more intensity of the characters' intimate moment, making it hard for you to contain the unsteady breaths you're making because of the spicy scene you were imagining. The presence of Mikey didn't help either, especially when his palm is latched on your thigh, fingertips curling and pressing harder and harder the further you scrolled through the story.
However, it cuts right on a particularly hot moment, but they were yet to finish. You scroll further down only to realize that the story had ended and the next chapter doesn't come out until the next week, so you toss your phone off in slight frustration and anticipation for the next scenes.
But when you turn back to Mikey, his lips met yours in a hurry for a needy, messy kiss which you returned instantly. He wasted no time in pushing you down the couch, desperate to relief the aching rush down his pelvis. He just read an erotic material with his girlfriend, of course, it was an arousing moment. He couldn't stop picturing the two of you in place of the characters— his lips claiming every inch of your hips and waist, fingers nudging against your sensitive clit while you cried pleasure of praises for him.
So then he did that, remembering every word of every movement describing their intimate actions, then doing the same for you. It didn't take more of his hot, wet kisses on your hips before he had your legs over his shoulders, rolling his bare hips against yours in slow, deep strokes. You never had the chance to be this gentle with Mikey ever since your first time, so it was a nostalgic, pleasing, and sweet moment for the both of you.
Til he remembers the last thing the guy did before the story was oh-so-teasingly cut, deciding to try it for himself. “L-lift yourself from the seat, h—ah—honey.” He babbled and you oblige, watching him take one of the pillows to lay under your lower back. Once you laid back down, the new angle caused his dick to slip and hit deeper inside of you, surely nudging your cervix. Both of you moaned loudly from the feeling, only for him to slam and plunge faster and harder inside of you.
By the end of the day, he had you squirting hard on your couch, with his thick release attempting to spill out from your hole.
...and that was the day when you started inviting Mikey to read particularly filthy stories with you.
𓆩♡𓆪 EMMA
Your chest was pressed against her back, one arm draped over her waist to trace figures on her delicate skin. You were both reading a series you both love and have been following for a while now. In fact, she was the one who introduced you to it, and now both of you are hooked to different stories and oneshots.
“I think they're about to bang, I'm calling it.” You chuckle, after reading one particular line. Emma agrees with a sweet laugh, then proceeding to scroll to the next scene. and both of you were right, now that the characters had each other up against a wall and devouring one another's lips.
It didn't take long for them to discard their clothes as well, and now you noticed the screen slightly shaking from how weak Emma's hand have been. It was easy to tell that your girlfriend was starting to get aroused by the scene. “Want me to hold that for you?” You offered, wrapping your hand around hers before taking the phone in your own palm.
And so you resumed with reading, making sure to plant a soft kiss on her temple. It was now easier to read for the both of you with your steady hand holding up the screen, before you felt Emma's hands take your free arm to wrap around her waist. Your heart eroded into smithereens from her small gesture, and you could only look at her in response. Her beautiful cheeks were covered in a warm blush while she continued to read the text on the phone, and you couldn't get yourself to take your eyes off her flushed face to continue reading.
“You can scroll down, babe.” She asks. However, you couldn't seem to understand what she was saying when she looked so adorable while reading the story. “Babe?” She finally turns her head to yours, only to meet your eyes already lovingly staring at her. You shared an intense stare down for a moment before you slowly leaned forward, hovering your lips over hers before kissing her top lip. She remained still for a moment, letting your lips lock with hers and parting her lips wider with every time you incorporate your tongue.
But just as she let her eyes fall and melt into your touch, you pull away, rolling onto the other side to take her phone down. Emma was left with her eyes opened once more, watching you move over the sheets with only your skimpy top and panties.
And your mental plan worked, leaving her wanting for more when she hovered herself over your frame, dipping down for more kisses. You returned them with the same intense pecks, sighing into the steamy moment before letting your hands roam her arms.
You felt Emma's kisses started to grow needy, so you opened your legs in response for her to situate herself in. You took easily slipped off each other's cute panties through the heated kiss before feeling Emma's pulsating folds slick against yours. “Hah—good girl,” your hands flew over her hips, trying not to get too caught up in the pleasure and needing to be able to concentrate your attention on Emma, letting her set the pace.
You met into the right rhythm soon enough, allowing your clits to bump against each other with the help of your slick folds. Her hips were skillfully rotating against yours, movement growing vigorous with every passing second. “[ Y / N ]...” Your name came out sweetly among her whines, hips rolling faster and desperate for release.
Her phone wasn't far enough and so you decided to open it once more, exiting the app you were just reading on before opening the camera, making sure it was on front view before setting it back down to capture the perfect shot of your pussies, and close enough the pick up the amplified sounds of your wetness rubbing together.
Emma has been talking to you about starting to write soon, maybe she could use this as a reference when she decides to do so...
Cw: 18+ material. Minors do not interact. Cock inspection. Sounding. Humiliation.
“F-fuck. Do we have to?”
“Language, Shinichiro. And yes, you know I have to do this baby. It’s for your own health. No more complaining.”
Shinichiro’s hips jostle at your touch. He’s completely naked laying on your bed, legs spread hanging off the end, with you kneeling in between them. You start trailing your hands up his thighs, massaging the thin muscle there to calm him down. It never works. He’s always nervous about these inspections. Breathe erratic, stomach muscles undulating in distress, small cock jolting at the barest touch. It would have been cute if it weren’t such a nuisance to your procedure.
“Shinichiro, what did I say about squirming?” Your command sends another visible shiver down his body much to your dismay.
WARNINGS: DARK CONTENT, non con, short izana appearance, blowjob, naive! reader, afab reader, minors dni, inspired by a twt post I saw a few days ago, credits to them for the original idea, unedited, head empty being shared between Sano boys <33
mikey held your hand in his as he softly lead you through the traditional Japanese home that you used to frequent in your childhood days, asking you how your life has been, and you doing the same considering you haven't seen each other since you moved away to sendai prefecture when you were 12.
"so" mikey dragged out "are you dating anyone?" he asked as he opened the door to his bedroom, hand still holding yours.
your eyes widened at his question, "u-um no actually, I've never dated anyone" you tighten your grip on his hand as you look down in embarrassment
'he must think im such a bore'
Unknown to you, mikey's heart leaped in joy hearing your response, grin reaching his ears, cheeks flushed red as he happily took you inside his room, closing the door behind him.
"you're so cute y/n-chan!" he cooed whole holding your face in his hands, making you face him, you felt your face go up in flames as you realized that lack of space between you, in an attempt to get away from him, not wanting to let him see just how flustered he has made you, you approach a random wall full of pictures.
"how's everyone?" you ask, deciding to look around his room. It surely has changed a lot, just like mikey.
"grandpa is still managing the dojo, emma and draken now live together, shinichiro mostly stays in his shop and izana-"
his eyes rake at your form as he sat on his bed, the cute frilly pastel skirt you're wearing that rides up just the slightest but when you jump around his room, showcasing the matching frilly pastel pink panties you're wearing, the thigh high socks that perfectly emphasizes your soft, plush thighs, and your big innocent eyes that have no thought behind them, completely trusting him, mikey let's out a low groan as he felt his cock twitch. he almost feels bad for thinking of such lewd thoughts with your innocent and angelic figure but he could no longer control his urges.
"-izana is still izana" he laughs.
you simply let out a hum, still walking around his room while observing the little changes and trinkets he has around. photos he has of toman members, countless medals he has gotten, random motorcycle posters, and a stethoscope, oh? but it's not just any stethoscope! it's the stethoscope you always used to play with. you excitedly run to it, approaching mikey with it in your hands.
"I remember always playing with this!'' you laugh, reminiscing about your childhood days when you would always do "check ups." you plug in the earpiece and press the chest piece against mikey's toned chest as you kneeled in front of him between his spread legs.
"Are you okay patient manjiro?" you pout, eyebrows furrowed in faux worry, moving the chest piece around his chest.
"no, I'm very sick doctor y/n, I might need some of your special medicine" he plays along, dramatically coughing into his hand and clutching his chest. you laugh at his actions while attempting to stand up but mikey had grabbed your wrist and dragged you towards him, sitting you on his lap, making your skirt ride up.
"since you're always playing doctor, how 'bout you become the patient this time hm?" he said, taking the stethoscope from your hands. you try to stutter out an answer but get too distracted by the warmth his body radiates, how both of your crotches were against each other, how dark his eyes had just turned, your hands clutch mikey's shirts as he plugged the earpiece in, pressing the chest piece against your breasts."
'j-jiro what are you doing?" you ask, tightly fisting his shirt, eyes widened at the close proximity between you both, so close that you could feel his warm breath and you were sure he could feel your ragged breathing.
"What else? I'm just checking if there's anything wrong" he replies, eyes focused on your chest, resisting the urge to just grope them.
"w-we can just stand you kn-" as you attempt to stand once more, mikeys holds you against his lap, interrupting your words
"oh? what's this y/n there seems to be something horribly wrong with you, we should check out what it is to be able to fix it" he pouts, throwing the stethoscope to the bed, fingers now hastily popping the buttons of your blouse open.
"mikey no!" you plead, hands trying to pull his wrist away, but he does not budge, pushing your blouse off your shoulders and throwing them to the floor.
"don't worry y/n, I just want to make you feel better, you trust me right?" he murmurs, taking hold of your face and pressing his lips against yours. you tried to push him away with any strength you had but he simply took both of you wrists in his hand using his other to press against your cloth covered clit.
"'j-jiro don't please! this is wrong 'jiro!" you cried out trying to get away from him. He quickly grew frustrated at your actions, holding you by your thighs and throwing you to the floor, straddling your middle.
"patients are supposed to listen to their doctors y/n! just stay put so I can give you your special medicine" he scolds, taking hold of your underwear, sliding them down your legs and stuffing your mouth with it, forcing your legs open before cupping the back of your knees, pushing them against your chest, dark eyes staring at your cute hole that clenches around nothing.
you cry out more, hands going down to try to cover your cunt, begging manjiro to listen to you but manjiro doesn't care, while his other hand keeps your knees pressed against your chest he slides in his mouth his index and middle finger before inserting them into your hole.
tears blur your vision at the unfamiliar stretch, body going pliant from fatigue,
"don't worry, I'll take care of you, I'll make sure you'll get better" he reassures, pulling cock out and shoving it inside you with no care. as you scream and try to hit his chest, trying to get away from the painful feeling, he whimpers at the feeling of your heat surrounding his cock.
he starts to desperately rut in and out of you, not minding the cries escaping your lips, or how you cry, all he could think of was how you clench oh so deliciously around him.
"manjiro you're hurting her"
both of your heads snap to the door, you let out a small breath of relief as you saw his older brother, izana, standing there.
'He's here to save me right? right?'
but as he approaches the two of you, you notice how he's rubbing his bulge through his pants and that's when it dawns on you how terribly wrong you are.
"you need to be careful with them," Izana instructs as he makes mikey pull out, forcing you in your hands and knees, gently wiping away your tears, "we don't want to break her so soon don't we?", he laughs, pulling out his cock and shoving it in your mouth.
"go on mikey, but this time, slower"
and as you feel his thick cock head nudge against your bloody entrance once more you ask yourself where everything went wrong.
synopsis. you and mikey finally indulge in a fantasy that’s plagued you for years.
wc. 8021
cw. foursome. infidelity(?) for plot purposes but it's explained. dom!mikey (canon, leave me alone). sub!hina. sub!takemichi. switch!reader. slight femdom. fxf. mxm. cucking. exhibitionism. overstimulation. orgasm denial. praise kink bc i didn’t write it if it doesn’t have praise kink in it. degradation.
note. hey guys! i wrote this a little while back and took it down from my old blog, but i think it’s kinda decent so i decided to reupload it here. if you do read this consider giving it a reblog or something because diuhovj i did put a ton of work into this and i'd really like some feedback on it. thank you!
disclaimer. goes without saying, if you're not eighteen years or older, do not read this.
Mikey wonders, as Takemichi’s wide eyes take in the scandalous scene in front of him, if he would’ve been able to accomplish any of this without you.
Then again, he doesn’t think he’d have had the balls or finesse.
He remembers the day for a second. The day you perched yourself on his lap, cute feet swinging, fresh set of pretty pink polish on your toes and the anklet with his initials gently clattering against its own chain as you fiddled with his collar and pouted up at him to ask him a question. “Can we try something new?” You asked, and if he wasn’t interested in what you had to say then, your proceeding question definitely caught his attention.
“Do you think we can fuck Michi and Hina?”
It wasn’t like Mikey didn’t think of it before. He had feelings for Michi ever since they were kids and the crying boy forced his way into Mikey’s life and refused to leave even with a fight. Mikey’s a sucker for tears, it was inevitable. And Hina wasn’t exempt, she was the first person to step to him so bravely, put her hands on him and walk away from it without a scratch. It was hot. Hot enough that Mikey kept thinking of it for years to come, even though she was clearly Michi’s girl and Mikey had no intentions of getting involved. Still, it was an invasive, passive crush. One he couldn’t exactly shake, even after he got with you.
That’s not to say Mikey didn’t love you. Oh no, he loved you so much it scared him.
In fact, it’s that very love that got him to agree to this shit in the first place.
He couldn’t complain and say he didn’t enjoy it, anyways.
His dark eyes fall on the way Hina’s pussy splits at its seam, pretty slick coating over the swollen, puffy, blushing lips. Her little hole clenches up when she looks down and sees him staring, the softest little mewl of “M-Mikey,” falling from her lips. He wonders if she ever sounded so pretty for Michi.
Probably not. If it was, then Hina would’ve never been so easy to coerce to join Mikey’s bed.
He still remembers how easy it was to get Hina to give in. He thought it would be a challenge, but turns out the woman is a lightweight. Two glasses of wine and her tongue was loose, pouring secrets of her previously presumed to be fairytale marriage- which was anything but, Mikey learned around fifteen minutes in. “He can’t fuck me,” she lamented through reddened cheeks and slurred words. “He- he doesn’t last, his strokes are so fuckin’ weak. ‘M so, so pent up, I just wanna cum.”
A week later and Mikey had her cumming on his tongue not once, not twice, but three times while on his lunch break. He wonders if she ever got to clean off her desk before her next class came in. “But you have a wife,” He remembers her saying, though she clearly didn’t care much because her legs were parting either way. “That’s okay.” He had the joy of replying, ghost of a smirk and a devious look in his eyes while pushing up that stupid pencil skirt and pulling down her frilly panties.
“She likes you too.”
After that, she was all too willing to lose herself to whatever Mikey asked for. A threesome was nearly automatic- the way her eyes lit up at the thought almost made Mikey a little jealous. Almost. Then again, if he was in her shoes, he’d be happy to get the chance to fuck you too.
Mikey figures that’s why Takemichi’s cock still strained painfully noticeably against his pants in spite of walking in to see his wife sitting on Mikey’s face.
A small pop and a light gasp fills the room, followed by a hiss from Mikey as the cool air replaces the wet warmth that covered his cock a moment prior. Your hand still strokes his shaft, thumb pressed up against that vein that makes his eyes roll back, and he whispers out a fuck as he pulls Hina’s hips back down to his mouth to make her cum again. What was this- the fourth time? Fifth? He didn’t care to count, and the thought disappeared to the back of his head the second her beating clit hit against his tongue once more.
“Michi,” You called out softly, so fucking cutely that Mikey’s dick twitches in your hands. He could imagine you, pretty eyes with your mascara smudged from little tears that dotted your waterline when his cock was buried deep in your throat looking up at Takemichi, blinking all dumb and prettily like he didn’t walk into being cheated on. He wonders if Takemichi’s more in shock on walking in on this or the fact that his wife was too horny to even give a damn.
“Michi, do you wanna join?”
That’s how this starts. He stuttered for a bit, sputtering about who knows what, but Michi was coming over to you with a beckon of your finger. Poor guy couldn’t pass up the chance to fuck his friend’s wife, that much you knew was true. Convincing Michi didn’t take much either. A couple bats of your eyes, showing up to his work and asking the most random questions just to laugh at his stupid jokes and tell him everything he wanted to ear. He was like a dog, desperate for praise all the time. It’s understandable, you guess, because he confesses one day that he and Hina were on rocky terms for a while and he felt like less of a man because of it. Because when doesn’t Michi feel like less of a man? And what better way to cure that little insecurity than fucking another man’s wife?
It’s that little thought that drove him here, and even though he walked into what he walked into, it’s that thought that made him empty his pockets on your dresser and sheath his clothes, scrambling to lay beside you. Your fingers threaded in the back of his hair and you pulled him into a kiss, messy and sloppy, just the way he loved it. His hands were on your tits in a second- you found out he loved them about a week ago after wearing him down in the back of your car one afternoon. He couldn’t take his hands or his eyes off of you that day, drunk on the scent of your vanilla perfume, on the feeling of your swollen pussy pressing through your panties and on top of his clothed dick, rocking and rutting into him with your pretty tits circling until your clit caught his head and his eyes rolled back as he came loudly. Something about the control you had over Takemichi, about how quickly you could get him to cave under your hand and obey your every desire made you wonder if he was only like this for you or Hina could get him to do the same.
The thought goes lost on your tongue the second Michi’s finds your taut nipple.
“Oh, oh fuck, Michi,”
Mikey’s cock twitches, your moans making his lids flutter. He pulls Hina further down into his mouth, kissing and sucking her clit and pussy, tongue delving in as his hand sneaks around to thumb her clit.
“Mikey, Mikey!” She gasps, throwing her head back and circling her hips, trembling hands finding her own tits to play with. Mikey opens his eyes to take in the sight and hums appreciatively, action makes her shudder atop him. Her thighs tense and before he knows it, he feels her walls clench around his tongue, slightly tart, syrupy nectar coating over his tongue once more. She’s so sweet, he thinks as he slurps down every drop, holding her shaking hips steady and still thumbing her clit to draw out her high. Too bad she’s not as sweet as you.
Takemichi’s trembling hands push your legs open and you allow him, switching to play with your husband’s balls as Michi guides you to your back. His fingers find your clit immediately, two fingers parting your folds and the middle one tapping and circling the sensitive bud. Just like you taught him to, you manage to think as your eyes roll back and your hips buck up into his touch.
“Mm, mhm!” You giggle lightly, dazzling smile decorating your face. Takemichi’s tongue still works at one breast, the other occupied with his other hand, leaky cock occasionally twitching and thumping against your bed. “Like that, fuck, please, just like that.”
Mikey pulls away from Hina’s clit just as your hand squeezes his balls enough to make his loins tense up. “You’re gonna make her cum, ‘Michi?” His voice is low and gravelly as he licks away the residue from his lips. “That’s what you’re trying to do?”
“Mhm!” The dark haired man, already pussy drunk and falling apart, pulls away from your tit for half a second. “Yeah, gonna make her cum, g’nna make her cum-”
“How are you gonna make my wife cum when you can’t even do it for your own?”
Takemichi grits his teeth and shakes his head, at the same time plunging into your pussy desperately. You gasp and moan out for him, his two fingers easily sinking into your dripping cunt, but he’s too busy arguing with Mikey to hear you. “I can! I can make her cum, I can- I can make them both cum!”
“You can?” Mikey retorts and the mock in his voice is much too evident, and a gush of slick pools out onto Michi’s fingers. Mikey hitches his hands beneath Hina’s thighs and with surprising strength most wouldn’t think he possessed he lifted her with ease, turning her around to face Michi’s teary, wide eyes. He sets her on his stomach, laying her against him, pussy just shy of his cock. Like this Michi’s faced with the sight of her puffy pussy, ruined and soiled over in a mixture of his friend’s spit and her own juices. Mikey doesn’t even have to ask, but he does anyway.
“You ever see her like this?” His hand comes around as she braces a hand on Mikey’s chest. “Ever see her pussy like this, Michi?”
“N-No.” His cheeks bloat, fingers digging deeper into you. You whine at the stretch, fingers just brushing up against your sweet spot. If only he could go deeper.
“That’s what she looks like after she’s been thoroughly stretched out.” Mikey says, his hand coming around again. He spreads her lips, a finger lightly playing with her clit, oversensitivity causing her to twitch as droopy, cum-drunk eyes roll backwards in delight. “I haven’t even used my fingers on her yet, just my tongue. You can’t even get her to sound like this-” He sinks two fingers into Hina’s cunt and her eyes cross, toes curling as she lets out the most pornographic moan Michi’s ever heard come from her in his entire life. “And you think you can make my wife cum?”
Michi’s shaking his head and his fingers still, idle in your cunt. You whimper, a sound that doesn’t go unnoticed to Mikey, and he doesn’t need to see you to imagine you trying to roll your hips down on Michi’s fingers. “I can! I fucking can!”
“Do it then.” Mikey cuts him off simply, scissoring his fingers around in Hina’s cunt, pads massaging against her sweet spot. She cums again- fuck, she’s coming real easy now- and Mikey grips his cock in his other hand, pumping it a little with your spit as his lube before guiding it to her throbbing hole as his fingers retreat. She sinks down on her own, her eyes crossing as her mouth hangs open with the cutest little moan. “Do it while I show you how to make your wife feel good.”
Michi grits his teeth in embarrassment, frustration, and stubbornly enough arousal. He wasn’t as mad as he should’ve been at this situation because he liked it. He liked watching his wife’s pussy split around another man’s cock- the sight made his own twitch, forgotten fingers soaking in your cunt while he drank in the scene. He’d never seen her like that before, so eager and hungry for cock, rutting her own hips down on Mikey’s cock as he demanded she stick her tongue out, slick coated fingers pushing into her mouth and making her gag. Was she always this lewd? Why was he just finding this out now? Why didn’t he know sooner-
“Michi please!”
The frustrated cry of your voice forces Michi out of his thoughts and he looks at you, eyes gleaming in earnest. Your own cheeks are bloated, plucked brows turned downwards as your lip pushes out in a pout. He looks down, your pussy drooling sloppily all over his hand- his hand. Right. He forgot.
“I got you.” He says automatically, full attention now back on you and your cute thighs that flexed every time you tried to roll down to his fingers. He flexes in your pussy and watches as you gasp, eyes rolling back, his fingers brushing up against something ridged and spongy. He pulls out and sinks back in, and a third time, even massaging his fingers against the spot a little experimentally. Each time your eyes cross and roll, back arching, pretty tits bouncing and causing his hard cock to drool even more.
“Fuck, you’re pretty.”
Takemichi’s edging you and you can’t tell if it’s intentional or not. The high that washes over you a minute later is pitiful, a dull throb in the base of your cunt that doesn’t satiate your need in the slightest even though he’s diligent enough to keep pumping and help you ride it out. There are tears that tease your waterline with every slow nudge of his hands against your sweet spot, and your whines only worsen when he pulls away to flip you onto your hands and knees. Soft sounds of your husband’s skin slapping against Hina’s make your cheeks burn red, ache and want filling between your legs. “Hanagaki, please, I-I need-”
“I know, I know.” His movements are fast and a little sloppy as he spreads the left over slick over his cunt, other hand moving to sink back into your hole testingly. How am I gonna fit? He wonders to himself as his fingers hook down and press into your sweet spot again- enough to make your body shiver and jerk, another high building quickly. He puckers his lips and spits on his head, swiping his precum and saliva over his fat shaft as well before leaning into your dripping cunt, fat tip slapping against your clit. The little surprised “Oh!” followed by your whine makes both men’s cocks twitch, even Hina whimpers a little in response. Something fat swipes up your seam and presses against your entrance, and your eyes widen as you gasp a little.
“M-Michi, that’s not gonna fit-”
“It’ll fit.” He’s quick to say as reassurance to both you and himself. Lust has long since taken him over, the way your tiny hole begs for him and the sight of Hina’s tits bouncing and circling taking his mind over completely. He presses in a little more, a hand coming to thumb circles into your thigh. “Just relax for me, it’ll fit.”
It’s a struggle. A struggle for a few long, long seconds that feel like minutes. The stretch burns, pussy splitting open over the strain of his cock pushing and forcing its way into your protesting cunt. Your eyes roll crossed and your mouth droops open, spit lacing your lips, toes curling while you teeter between wanting to cry and wanting to moan as loud as you could. It hurt, fuck it hurt but it hurt so good, so nice, his dick was so fat that the hurt was worth it. He breached past your entry ring with a pop and you both sighed out, rest of his cock sliding in so easily, squelching the tiniest amount when he finally bottomed out. Takemichi’s eyes roll back as his mouth falls open, praises on his tongue flooding out without even realizing it.
“Oh fuck, fuck that’s tight.” He grits his teeth for a second, letting his cock soak inside you. “That’s so fucking- good.”
Your pussy clenches up around him even more- how that was even possible he didn’t know- and Michi realizes that you liked that. You liked something he did. So he kept doing it. Muttering about how good you were, how good your pussy was, how well you were taking him all while pulling his hips back and drilling into you like your life depended on it. His strokes weren’t the best, none clean or calculated or perfect like Mikey’s, but the side of his cock duly made up for it. He pressed against all your sweetest areas at once and it rendered you speechless without a mind for much else except-
“C’mming!” You whine out so cutely it forces everyone else in the room to moan along with you. “‘M gonna cum, g’nna cum, don’t- don’t stop-”
“No no no,” Michi mutters, his fingers finding your clit at lightning speed. He rubs into the tender little bud just the way you need, firm and quick enough to make your hands clutch at the sheets. “Not stopping, never stopping. Need you t’cum f’me, need t’feel y’ cum around me.”
His balls slap against you, the sloppy sound the finishing blow to make your cunt lock up around him. You squeeze so tightly that you push him out on accident, heavy dick slapping against his thigh as it pops out, but before he’s able to process it your pretty manicure is already around his cock, guiding him back into you as your high teeters on his edge. He sinks back immediately, blunder making him lose his momentum, and you whine as your cunt beats around him in anticipation.
Sure, you liked being edged, but this felt so good it was near torturous.
Your eyes open and you’re face to face with Hina’s pretty cunt, sight making you coo. She picks up her head long enough to watch the way your eyes haze over, saliva dripping down your tongue as you stare at her pussy and it makes her cunt clench up, pretty cum coating over Mikey’s equally pretty pistoning cock.
“Wanna-” You swallow at your numbing mouth. “Wanna taste it, Mikey.”
“Hm?” You pull him out of his stupor, his eyelids fluttering as he looks from around Hina. And fuck, that’s a pretty sight. Your ass ripples with Michi’s every stroke, your eyebrows twitching every few seconds, blown pupils struggling to stay in focus. Never did he ever think watching another man fuck his wife would be so appealing, but fuck, he might be open to doing this again if he got to see you make that face again. “Wanna taste her, princess?”
“Uh huh,” you say as Michi moans. Whether it’s from seeing you with your mouth on his wife or the way your walls pulsed at Mikey’s nickname for you he doesn’t know. Maybe both. Mikey curses beneath his breath, your pretty face too irresistible to say no to. Not like he wanted to anyways.
“Up.” He says tapping against the other woman’s leg. “Let my baby taste you.”
Hina’s obedient, you realize, because she rises off of Mikey’s cock without question. His dick pops out softly and you swallow at the sound and the sight. Strings of translucent, sticky cum connect her spent hole to Mikey’s dick, cream coating all around his cock and down his shaft. “Good girl.” You hear him say to her and she whimpers in response, too wrapped up in the way you paw nearer and nearer to her. Wide lidded eyes watch, clit twitching when your soft breath brushes up against it. Your mouth latches around Mikey’s cock first, moaning and toes curling when Hina’s residual taste floods against your tongue. Mikey’s eyes roll back as you suck his cock down automatically, just the way he adores, his own toes curling, thighs tensing. “Oh shit- oh shit, baby.”
You hum when you pull away a few seconds later, licking leftover cream from your lips. Mikey hisses beneath his breath, bleary eyes blinking at you as you huff out between Michi’s brutal thrusts. “She tastes so sweet, Mikey.”
“She is.” He confirms, and neither you nor Takemichi miss the way Hina’s cunt clenches around itself at the compliment. A bead of cum dribbles out when her walls relax, and had Mikey’s words not prompted you, you would’ve done it yourself anyway.
“Go on, taste her.”
Hina’s eyebrows shoot up as she gasps, your cute tongue flattening against your pussy. She whimpers out your name and you moan in response, the exchange making both men moan, Michi’s thrusts faltering for a split second. You were getting wetter and wetter by the second, slick long since draining down his cum-heavy balls that slapped against your quivering clit. Fuck, how wet could you get? Takemichi’s cock slides in and out of you so fluidly he could cry at the sensation, and the way your pussy pulses around him every time Hinata whines wasn’t doing him any favors either. Neither was the lewd way you loudly slurped and sucked her spent pussy, nor the way you still managed to balance all that with stroking Mikey’s cock in the process.
Hina breathes out your name again, eyes popping open and her neck snapping downwards when your tongue flicks her clit around quicker than she expected. “Oh my!”
“Feels good, huh?” There’s a trace of pride in Mikey’s breathless voice as your thumb rolls and pressed into his tip. Hina nods, babbling mindlessly as her drooling pussy beats against your tongue. “Yeah, yeah! Feels so good, so fucking good!”
You pull away for a second, sucking in air like your life depended on it. “Y-Yeah? Gonna show your husband how pretty you look when you cum for me?”
If Takemichi wasn’t paying attention before he sure as hell was now. Hina nodded again, tears threatening to break past her waterline. “Yeah! Wanna cum f’you, wanna cum, wanna cum-!”
“Then do it, Hina.” You kiss her clit as you look up at her, sparing her one single swipe of your tongue. “Make it pretty for me. Give us a show, sweet girl.”
Yeah, Mikey was definitely down to do this more often.
Hina’s hips buckle and you thrust your tongue into her hole, loud and wet and lewd and she cums moments later. She’s shaking, be it from the exhaustion of cumming so many times for the first time in her life or because you had that much of an effect on her, but Mikey’s forced to hold her steady and you hand to pry her legs to stay open from clamping around your head. Your eyes stayed locked on hers as she looked at you, fat tears rolling from her eyes and a cry of your name tumbling over and over again from her lips. Takemichi, witnessing all this, falters again- body betraying him as his cock twitches, and he slams deep into you while Hina’s clit twitches against your tongue, liquid spurting out between your licks. He grits out a curse and you feel his cock twitch up against your cervix, causing you to clench around him, the very last thing he needed right now.
His hot cum floods into you and you moan against Hina’s pussy. “Michi, did you-”
“Fuck! Sorry, sorry! I- It’s too-”
“Good?” Mikey’s voice rings out lowly. “Too good that you couldn’t hold it? Couldn’t help yourself?”
Michi shakes his head as he comes down, avoiding Mikey’s judgemental gaze and instead immediately focusing on your struggling stretch around his fat cock. Shit, he thinks, watching his cum dribble out around the fit. For a second he has an urge to pull out, watch all his thick cum drain out of your hole, down your pussy and coat over your inner lips and tender little clit, all to swipe up the escaped cum on his tip and push it back inside of you, fuck it in so deep it only has one place else to go and-
“Of course you couldn’t.” Mikey mutters to himself, thumbing tender circles into Hina’s side as she finally comes down from her mind numbing high. You sloppily suck at her runaway juices as Mikey presses a tender kiss to her side, looking up to study her spent face. “She made you feel good, huh?”
Hina nods, swallowing at her numb mouth, only able to make noises of agreement instead of full sentences. “Uh huh.”
“I know. Now go help your husband make her feel good and I’ll make you cum one last time on my cock, alright?”
Hina looks down at you with hazy eyes as she nods. The ridges in her little throat ripple as she swallows hard at her dry throat, pretty tits all flushed in blush gently bouncing beneath the weight of her beating heart as she watches you pull away. There’s a threat of treacly cum that hangs from your perfect lips, still connecting you to her perfect pussy, and she suppresses a moan at the thought of her taste on your tongue. A thought she’s surprised she could manage, considering you and Mikey made her feel better than she had in her entire life.
You raise back to your arms and she shuffles off of Mikey, gingerly grabbing you by the throat, sticking her tongue out and licking the fat of your bottom lip. The position leaves her ass propped up in Mikey’s face and he’d be damned if he didn’t take one last suck at Hina’s darling clit before he fucked her raw and stupid, so he held her smaller hips in his hands and sank down to her pussy. She moans into your mouth as Mikey sucks her stupid once more, biting and lapping at your lips and tongue until she couldn’t take it anymore.
“Need to taste you,” She babbles breathlessly when she pulls away, glassy eyes barely focused. She paws forwards with a whimper, reluctantly pulling herself away from Mikey’s generous tongue, moving to her back before scooting up to your pussy. She’s met with the sight of Takemichi still pistoning out of you, squelching softly as his thick cum dribbles out around his fit. The sight makes Hina coo, and she marvels at how your cum and her husband’s mix together, creamy ring around his base smearing over his fat balls still overly heavy with cum. It slaps against your clit, swollen and reddened from the need for more stimulation, and some drips off of his balls; onto Hina’s awaiting tongue, lolling out as soon as she recognizes the milky substance on the brink of teetering off the man’s skin. It lands in the back of her throat and a mix of salty cum she knew to be Takemichi’s signature paired with something impossibly sweet spreads across the plane of her taste buds, making her eyes roll back, a guttural sound leaving her.
“Fuck,” She breathes out, nearly whimpers. “You taste so good.”
You don’t get a chance to react before you feel Hina’s fingers, followed by her tongue licking up at your clit. Your knees buckle and spread, sinking your arch in more, lowering you into her mouth but also propelling Takemichi into a new depth of your cunt that has you aching and squeezing at the same time. Your eyes threaten to cross but never do, expanse of your husband’s body entering your view. His hard cock bobs in front of your face, deliciously red and aching for attention, and you’re more than happy to give it to him as he holds it up and taps it against your lips.
“Get it wet for me.” He commands and you happily oblige, pretty tongue lolling out with wet moans. You lick at his leaking tip, eyes fluttering at the familiar salty taste, and the tip of your tongue flicks against his hole- just the way he likes it. Mikey hisses and grits his teeth, watching as you eagerly suckle around his fat head, perfect lips spreading beautifully over it. He’s reluctant to pull out from your sanctuary of a mouth, parting ways after holding your head steady and sinking in deep until your nose brushes up against the soft tuft of blonde hairs decorating his pubic area.
“Good girl.” He says and you flutter, Takemichi’s raw cock dragging against your taut walls nearly bursting again from the sensation. “Gonna watch me fuck her?”
“Uh huh,” You nod, eyes trailing his cock and how he tapped it against Hina’s pearly clit. “Wanna see you fuck her stupid, baby.”
Mikey’s heart pounds against his rib cage a little. “Yeah?” He breathes out, rubbing his tip between her folds. Hina mewls, hips jerking up to his touch. He shushes her with a steady hand, easing her back down to the mattress. “Shh, easy, girl. I got you, I got you. Be patient, daddy’s got you.”
There’s something about it. Something about hearing his praise, even if it’s directed to someone else. How he sounds so sweet and tender and affectionate, and how it’s so surreal when you’re witnessing instead of participating. It’s hard to focus; a struggle between Takemichi’s bruising thrusts that have only just started to slow into a grueling delicious pace and Hinata’s gorgeous mouth sucking and kissing and lapping at any expanse of your pussy she could get her little cumdrunk self focused on. A struggle but you manage to pull yourself together long enough to focus on Mikey as he swipes up some of Hina’s dazzling cum onto his tip and carries it down to her seam, prying the swollen lips open and gently coaxing his cock into her ruined walls. You gasp along with her, and you can’t help but to adjust your view, one hand finding a way to snake down her body and spread her pussy apart to watch her clit twitch and Mikey’s cock sink into her fully. He groans, both at her welcome and at your enthusiasm, swallowing down the drool that pools in his mouth. “Fuck, yeah, just like that. Play with her clit for me, wanna feel her cum on my cock.”
Your index swipes over Hina’s twitching bud and she’d buck if she could, but Mikey’s hand held her steady to take what you both gave to her. He fucks her deeply, and you gasp again, seeing the smallest little bump in her tummy pop out whenever he sunk his cock in deep enough for the squelching noises to rival yours.
“Oh!” She gasps as she pulls away from your pussy with a pop, replacing her mouth with her fingers that pinch and roll your clit between the index and thumb. “‘S deep Mikey, that’s- you’re so deep!”
“Yeah?” The praise gets him going the most, forcing his hips to pick up speed. “Never felt anyone this deep before, sweetheart?”
Mikey looks up to Michi, too lost in trying not to cum to fuck you with any sense of purpose. He feels bad in a way, here you were giving everyone your all and you’d been edged this entire time. Hina’s help may have gotten you to your brink again, but Mikey knows you. He knows Takemichi’s being too rough, too sloppy, too inexperienced to give you the dick you actually needed. But fuck were you pretty taking him anyway, lovely eyes, crossing and glassy with tears of frustration and way too much pleasure all at once. You looked up at him and your lashes were darkened with tears, and he nearly cooed at the sight.
“Gonna prove her wrong, Michi?”
Takemichi pulls himself out of his selfish blurry haze long enough to register Mikey’s words, and remember Hina’s damning verdict just seconds prior.
“Y-Yeah-” He tries, shame finally creeping up his neck, but Mikey doesn’t give much of a shit to care about Michi’s pride when his wife’s pleasure is on the line.
“You are?” He huffs out between thrusts. “Then fuck her like you want her to cum instead of fucking her like you’re trying to make yourself cum.”
If Michi thought that was the extent of Mikey’s annoyance, he was mistaken. He’s not allowed time to process when Mikey reaches forwards, both pumping deeper into Hina and leaning closer to Michi. His arm extends and his fingers thread in the greasy locks of Takemichi’s hair, twisting and pulling him forwards. His face stops just short of Mikey’s, close enough so Takemichi could taste Mikey’s breath, a mix of mint and chocolate and the familiar taste of his wife.
Mikey would be a liar if he said he didn’t think Takemichi was attractive.
His cock throbbed for the crybaby for years and right now wasn’t any different. Right now, in witnessing Michi’s eyes water and the familiar tears bead against his waterline. Mikey ran his tongue over his lips, dark eyes dragging over the dark haired man’s face, watching his chapped lips shake as Michi babbled and begged for forgiveness, plead for mercy, lament that he was trying. And he was; anyone could see that he was. He just needed a little guidance.
Guidance that first comes in Mikey pressing his lips to Takemichi’s, ceasing any string of overworked thought that leaked into Takemichi’s ever working brain. Mikey’s tongue dips into Michi’s mouth, lapping up at the sweet taste that lies within, licking against his tongue and exploring the cave for all it had to offer. All the while his thrusts into Hina never stopped, and successfully distracting Takemichi long enough to make his movements slow to the perfect pace as well. Mikey pulls away breathlessly, Michi panting, eyes blow, cock twitching and throbbing in your spent hole.
“M-Mikey, I-”
“Match me. Fuck her like I’m fucking Hinata.”
It works.
Takemichi’s eyes cascade down Mikey’s athletic build, down the stretching and rippling muscles most wouldn’t expect to be hidden underneath the baggy clothes Mikey insisted on wearing. The muscles on his abdomen flexed with every sink in deep, and Takemichi’s shaky hand comes snaking up your back, threading through strands of your hair to pull you out of the way enough so he could witness the way Mikey’s cock dripped over in his wife’s honey’d glaze. Mikey’s strokes are slowed but purposeful, each one deep, hitting just all the right spots to make Hinata cream and her painted toes curl with each rush of the sensation. Takemichi looks down; bewildered to see he’d been doing the same, slow, calculated strokes aimed at a fucking immaculate area of your cunt that had you both seeing stars. He didn’t think you could get any wetter but here you were, so wet it was smearing across his thighs and your ass cheeks, dripping down his balls for his wife to clean away with her tongue. Then the realization of your moans and whines settle in, the way you’re trying to fuck yourself back onto him, pretty ass rippling with each stroke.
“Oh, shit.” Takemichi mistakenly says out loud and Mikey gives a tired grin.
“Feels good, right?” Takemichi nods. “Good. That’s because she’s feeling good. See how she’s fucking herself back on you? Means she’s close. Make her cum, pretty boy. Make my pretty baby girl cum.”
Takemichi guides you down to Hina’s cunt again and your mouth lazily licks at her bud, mind much too preoccupied by the toe curling cock Takemichi was driving into you. Finally he was hitting you just right, just enough, just where you needed him, and your hours of wasted highs finally prospectively pay off. You feel that familiar warmth, only this time it crackles in your toes and the soles of your feet, threads of electricity shooting up your legs, over the rest of your body, dancing behind your eyes.
“Fuck m-me, Takemichi,” you mutter and Takemichi swears it’s the sounds of heaven poured directly into his ears.
“‘S good?” It comes out like a question, a need for approval in which you’re happy to oblige. You nod, sloppy tongue lolling out your mouth, eyes crossed and lidded near shut with a smile. “Real good, ‘Michi. G’nna make me cum all ov’r you.”
“Shit, yeah, yeah, cum over me, need you t’cum f’me, baby.”
Your arms begin to shake, nails digging into whatever you found purchase on- in this case, Hina’s thighs. Your tongue worked with a mind of its own, lazily drawing out sloppy circles on her clit, tip of your tongue occasionally flicking downwards to lick at the cum that smeared over Mikey’s cock. Mikey groaned as Hina’s walls pulsated, clenching and unclenching, her high nearing her as well. Her lips pucker around your little clit and she sticks out her tongue to lick against it, licking up Takemichi’s cock as well. It’s so much, so fucking much, and the warmth of pleasure mingles with the electricity running through you, bubbling up into your tummy until the fire enfulfs its tinder and you burst with a cry out of-
“Mikey! ‘M cumming, he’s making me cum! He’s making me cum!”
Your hips drive back into Michi’s as you chase your high greedily, cunt squeezing him so hard he stills and lets you take what you need from him. “Fuck, fuck!” He grits his teeth, teary eyes looking down at the scene beneath him. “Yeah, take it, take what you- take what you need, ‘s yours, all fucking yours.”
Seeing your clit pulse as your high drips onto Hina’s tongue makes her own crash into her fiercley, knocking the wind out of her lungs. Her body shakes, tired and exhausted and way past overstimulated, heels bracing into the soiled sheets as her hips buck up to propel Mikey’s tip right into her sweet spot. “Oh my-!” She gasps, and the suffix gets stuck in her throat, her eyes rolling back, shaky fingers coming up to play with your clit, causing you to squeak and squeal and shudder alongside her, rewarding her efforts with clear spurts of sticky squirt. Hina’s clit throbs as Mikey’s balls hit against the swells of her ass and she streams, squirting over your face and Mikey’s lower half as she cums. Both men follow, your collective highs causing their balls to snap up into their bodies, and Takemichi’s hands dig into your ass as he shoves himself as deep as he could possibly go, goey, thick cum spurting out right against your cervix. Mikey stills as his euphoria takes over, gritting his teeth with murmured praise, cock throbbing into Hina’s swollen cunt, milky seed spilling out around his fit into her.
“Fuck.” Takemichi breathes when it’s all over, the room thick with the scent of sloppy sex and desparation. Mikey’s eyes roll over all of you; the way your top half laid beside Hinata, spit and squirt glistening over your gorgeous, perfect features, Hina’s marked and reddened body shaking in the aftershocks of her highs, Takemichi heaving, pretty splotches of pink and red over his chest, his freckled shoulders, across his face. Mikey grins lazily, blinking lidded at the scene. He wasn’t even done yet and you all were so fucked thorough already.
“Felt good? Making a woman cum for the first time?” Takemichi’s too fucked out to recognize the insult, simply nodding absentmindedly, grasping onto Mikey’s melodic tone like it was his life raft out of his sex-induced ocean. Mikey licks his lips, watching himself as he slowly pulls out of Hinata. The separation makes a small pop, a sound like her pussy was upset he was leaving (it probably was), and Hina’s whines only confirm the idea. Mikey soothes her with his hand on her thigh, thumbing comforting patterns into it. He holds his cock in his hands, marveling for a second at the reddened tip, before looking up at Takemichi once again, who’s eyes had since wrenched themselves open and watched him curiously, still covered in lust that Mikey could never ignore.
“Come clean her off of me.” Mikey breathes, pumping his still-hard cock experimentally. “She’s gonna suck your seed out of my wife, and you’re gonna suck the cum you don’t deserve to taste off of me.”
Takemichi’s dumbfounded. For what? He’s not exactly sure. Maybe because unbeknownst to most, getting the chance to suck Mikey’s dick has been a reoccurring fantasy in his head for years. Truth be told, the second you two started dating and he’d have to watch you return after scampering off in the middle of a function, your makeup smeared and a suspicious gloss coating your lips that Mikey was always happy to kiss away made his chest ache and tighten in rage. He fucked his fist many nights, his shirt bunched up between his teeth to muffle his sounds from a sleeping Hinata, cock weeping and sore as he spilled loads into the toilet with the image of his mouth wrapped around the head of Mikey’s dick fresh and plastered against every surface of his mind. He wanted Mikey. He wanted Mikey badly. Almost as much as he wanted Hinata. But, to Takemichi’s disdain, he couldn’t always get what he wanted.
So he’d gladly settle for any scraps he was given.
He pulls out of your pussy seconds later, still blinking in shock. The sight of your little hole now gaping in the shape of his cock, pink walls clenching, his thick cum immediately draining out of your pussy- only to be caught by Hinata’s awaiting tongue before she latched onto your pussy again, nose brushing against your taint as she sucks at your hole messily, made Takemichi’s cock twitch painfully. How Hina was still so eager, fucked out and satiated but still insatiable all the same? He figures that’s what having sex with Mikey did to a person, and goodness, what he wouldn’t give for just a feel of Mikey’s dick drilling through his virgin walls.
Mikey beckons him over with a look, still on his knees, and Takemichi shyly pads over to the blonde. His eyes fall on Mikey’s shaft, the perfect length and so fucking pretty that his chest starts to hurt as he leaks with anticipation. Mikey threads excited fingers through Michi’s hair as soon as the man is in reaching distance, pulling him straight up until his cock taps against Michi’s lips. Other hand still gripping his base, he taps the head against Michi’s mouth.
“You smell that?” Mikey holds back a grin as Michi nods. The scent is sweet, so fucking sweet, with a little sharpness to it that sends Michi’s mouth watering, mind hazy. “That’s your wife all over me. I want you to clean me off properly, don’t be shy with it. Now open up for me.”
And that’s all the direction Mikey gives Takemichi before he’s guiding his head into Michi’s mouth, watching as Michi’s eyes widen. His hands grip at the sheets, fisting the fabric until his nails dig through, eyes crossing when Mikey’s tip pushes against the back of his throat. “Relax,” the blonde commands, and through teary eyes and whimpers Michi does just that. “Breathe through your nose, calm down and let me in. There you go, that’s it. Good boy, good fuckin’ boy.”
The praise, along with the addition of the mix of Hina’s devilishly sweet cum and Mikey’s mild yet salty taste on his tongue proves nearly too much for Takemichi. He whimpers, tears rolling down his bloated cheeks, wide eyes staring up at his golden god that ruled over his body long before ever knowing it. His mind goes fuzzy, blanks, breaks, ridges of Mikey’s dick, the veins and muscle like forbidden heaven against Takemichi’s eager tongue.
He nearly came right then and there.
Mikey’s hand held Michi’s head steady as he fucked the dark haired man’s mouth, sloppy squelching sounds heard everytime his head sank to the back of the cavern. His head rolls back in glee and praises pour from his lips, of which Michi accepts happily. He’s surprised when he feels something wrap around his cock again, only to look to his side to see Hina’s hand wrapped around the throbbing shaft, pumping it diligently while preoccupied with you. You had since switched your positions and Hinata now laid on her back, you slotted between her legs, eager cunts rubbing up against each other as you moaned into each other’s mouths. Mikey looked down just as your hands found Hinata’s tits, pretty fingers pinching and rolling the taut nipples around. The sight makes him grunt and he fucks into Michi’s mouth faster, falling in rhythm with the way you rocked on top of Hina’s clit.
“Gonna cum.” Mikey grits through clenched teeth, hissing out a curse as Hina whimpers out your name. “Fuck, ‘m gonna cum again!”
“Me too!” Hinata breaths through your kisses. “G’nna- hahh- cum, cum, g’nna cum!”
“Yeah?” You grind down onto her harder, both your clits rutting into each other as she rolls her hips up to meet you. “My pretty girl’s gonna cum for me again?”
“Uh huh, uh huh!” She wails, tears in her eyes. “Fuck, you’re a crybaby just like your husband, huh? Gonna cry while you cum too?”
She nods as she breaks, soft body sinking into the mattress. She’s hiccuping and it’s too much for the both of you, the feeling of your tips and pussies rubbing up against each other, shared sweet taste of each other’s cum over your tongues. You can feel your own high rising again and you know it’s not long until you crumble against her. “Cum for me, Hina. Let me see my pretty girl cum.”
Takemichi’s cock twitches when Hina’s grip around him tightens, and Mikey’s eyes roll back at the sound of her squeals and the sight of her shaking as she cums undone underneath you.
“Fuck!” He pants, and his hips twitch before slamming into Michi’s mouth, mild cum spreading into the back of the man’s throat. You keen, clit twitching again, muttering your moans into Hina’s mouth as your high drools out of you onto her pussy, thumbing away the tears that she shared with her husband, of who’s twitching dick finally saw release one last time, unloading itself all onto her hand. It’s messy, the room a mix of broken moans and the sticky, sweet smell of too much cum that sent all of your minds back into another sex induced fog.
Separating from one another was out of the question; minutes later you and Hinata curled into Mikey’s sides, drifting off into a slumber neither of you could fight off. Takemichi pawed and panted for his cock until Mikey gave in, allowing the man to suckle on his balls, lick up his shaft and play with it until he too drifted away into his ataraxy of unconsciousness. Leaving Mikey awake on his own, hand idly tracing loving shapes into your skin, turning his head to his side to kiss your forehead, your cheeks, your swollen lips.
“Can we fuck them again?”
Your voice is broken, raspy and rawed. Mikey raises an eyebrow and looks over to you, the slightest strain between your eyebrows that he’s quick to kiss away, placing a kiss on your lips once again. Can we fuck them again? He feels like he should be asking you that. Didn’t you know that any decision he made was because of your ruling? He considers it for a moment, comically humming though it sounds more like a moan. It’s a question that you both already know the answer to.
“As long as you want to.”
Because of course, Mikey couldn’t ever say no to you.
content: the shiba siblings, fem!reader, incest, watersports, cum eating. word count: 1,614. minors do not interact.
notes: this was so much fun but kinda shitty at the end cause I was getting tired.
If there was one thing that the eldest Shiba siblings could agree on, it was how protective they felt about their youngest sibling, Y/N. Taiju, Hakkai and Yuzuha made sure their precious sister was their priority, and it was obvious to everyone, especially you. You knew very well that your siblings worshipped you, down to the shadows you cast, and you loved it because they were so good at taking care of you.
Yuzuha-nee is always the one to wake you up in the mornings, the first person you see as you open your eyes. Her voice is soft as she greets you, hands sure and warm as they find home on your cheeks, cradling your face before pressing her lips to yours in a sweet kiss. She's happy to listen to you as she helps you get ready for the day, picking out your clothes and styling your hair with a possessive glint in her eyes.
She always insists on watching you dry off after your shower—said she wants to make sure you're thorough—then gets impatient when you move too slowly for her liking. This prompts her to do it for you; gentle hands taking the soft towel to brush over your skin in even softer strokes. The fabric catches against your nipples, hardening them to stiff little peaks that has Yuzuha's mouth running dry at the thought of sealing her pale pink lips around the bud.
By the time she gets to your legs, your thighs are trembling with need. They're barely helping you keep your balance as you rest one foot on the lip of the tub for her to dry. Her face is inches from your naked pussy, so close you can feel the tiny puffs of air she's breathing out. She's close enough that she licks a stripe up your dripping slit, collecting your juices with the tip of her tongue.
Your big sister is so good to you, holding you up, so you don't fall, unbothered by the way your heel is digging into her back as she laps at your drooling cunt. Your hands in her hair and your sweet little whines spur her on, she wants to give her lovely little sister something to smile about for the day. You're always so grateful, too, eyes half-lidded and expression giddy.
“Thank you, Yuzuha-nee.”
“Anything for you, Y/N.” And her kiss is sweet; strawberry chapstick mixed with her little sister's arousal. And the taste seems to stain her mouth because even well into the morning, it lingers on her lips.
The breakfast table is where you see Kai-nii. Hakkai scoops you up and presses a sweet kiss to your temple, carrying you to the table and placing you in your special seat and hands you a glass. You thank him with a kiss of his own and his ears turn red, he's still so shy with you every so often.
“Thank you, Kai-nii!” You lift the glass to your lips, the pearlescent liquid sliding thick and heavy down your throat makes your lashes flutter. “Did you make this? 's yummy.”
“Mhm.” He mumbles, eyes darting to the far well before it finds yours again, ears reddening even further when he sees Yuzuha lean over to lick a drop of her brother's cum from your lip. “Tai says you need all the strength you can get today. So, drink up.”
“Will you feed me, Hakkai?”
“Of course, Y/N.” Hakkai falls into the closest chair, legs spreading wide enough for you to slot between them. He's such a good big brother, unbuckles his pants and frees his long cock to rest on your tongue, fingers wrapped tight around his shaft to jerk himself off under your hungry gaze.
Hakkai groans when your hot mouth closes around him, greedily suckling at the fat tip in hopes of getting a mouthful straight from the source. His hips jerk and you feel him pulse in your throat, pre-cum dripping on the back of your tongue like honey. Yuzuha picking up your abandoned glass draws his attention, her eyebrows raising when his furrow at her action.
“What? No point in wasting.” Her smile is far too innocent for what she's doing, drinking her brother's cum from a glass as she watches her darling little sister try to get even more, you always did like to do it on your own. You milk Hakkai until you're satisfied, pumping spurt after spurt to splash all over your tongue, and Kai-nii brushes some away from the corner of your lips, tongue darting out to lick at it after.
After all, Tai-nii hates when you're wasteful.
He's the strict one, but he loves you so. Taiju just wants to keep you happy, to make sure you know that they all love you and have your best interests at heart. You can't possibly know that if you keep setting out to seek other people. Even just asking makes your eldest brother so mad, vein popping on his forehead as he outright refuses to let you go out on a date.
“ 'm sorry, 'm sorry,” You cry out as you're sprawled across your Tai-nii's lap; humiliation and pain twists your features as his heavy hand lands another smack to the already sore skin of your ass.
Taiju hums, calloused palm soothing your hot and sensitive flesh as he contemplates your apology. “Don't ever ask to date anyone ever again.”
You nod frantically, anything for the spanking to stop and for Tai-nii to stop frowning, you hate it so much when any of your siblings are mad at you, makes you feel sick.
“Good girl.”
Taiju is paranoid. You never asked again and that should've comforted him, but all he could think about was you going behind their backs to date, you can be a pain when you don't get your way. How many others have you dropped to your knees for, knowing it would make your siblings livid?
He's not a patient man, nor is he a virtuous one. So, as soon as you're stepping through the door, he's pulling you into his office, your siblings trailing behind you. His eyes are swimming with anger as he grits out an order. “Take your skirt off and get on the table, panties too.”
You hesitate for a few seconds, and then a reassuring nod from your sister has you obliging.
“Good job, now go ahead and spread that pussy for me, yeah. Need t'see somethin'.”
Your eyes widen, fear slithering up your spine as dread sinks to the pit of your stomach. "Don't wanna, Tai-nii,” You mumbled, feigning dismissal and tiredness.
“I don't remember him asking you, Y/N.” Yuzuha's voice is chilly, a far cry from her usual tone, and it makes bile well up in your throat as you climb to sit on the large wooden desk. They're mad. Your shaky fingers skim down your body, hovering over the seam of your folds and with gentle encouragement from Hakkai, two of your fingers are spreading the lips of your cunt apart, hole twitching at the eyes that immediately burn holes into your most intimate area.
“I knew you'd go behind our backs,” Taiju huffs as he steps closer to you, prying your legs even further apart to accommodate his thighs. “Our sweet little sister doesn't get her way, so she retaliates by being a slut, fine then.” He bends, so he's eye level with your aching core, his thick fingers replacing your own. He sees cum pooling at your entrance, and it's far too thin a consistency to belong to him and Hakkai. "You let some bastard cum inside you?” He grits as his fingers force the cum even further in, ignoring your pleas.
“I'm sorry, I'm sorry!” You chant like you're repeating a mantra and when your other two siblings silently shake their heads at you, it's then you know you fucked up.
“You will be,” He's dropping his pants, hard cock springing free to slap against his toned stomach. “Gonna make sure you and those little boys understand that only we deserve you, you are ours.”
Your hand covers your mouth to stifle your scream as he shoves himself in. “You just have to learn.” He leans over you, hips rocking into yours as his glare sharpens, lips twisting cruelly at the look of horror on your face. A stream of warmth floods your insides, and he grins triumphantly, arms securing around you when you attempt to push him away.
“Tai-nii, stop it!” Your fists knock against his chest, feet kicking on either side of his hips as he holds you in place.
“Take your punishment, doll.” He whispers against your hairline before kissing your forehead. “Be good!”
“Yuzuha-nee, Kai-nii,” Your teary eyes catch their indifferent ones when he pulls out, piss dripping immediately from your pussy as he grabs the base of his cock. “Make him stop!”
Hakkai avoids your gaze when he hears you wail at the feeling of Taiju pissing all over you; it soaks the bottom of the shirt you're wearing, immediately giving it a faint yellow tinge as some splashes on to your cheeks and chest.
“I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU!” You yell at your older brother, tears dribbling down your cheeks and nose twitching at the smell. The piss dries cold and tacky quickly under the air conditioning, and you start crying again at the feeling of your brother's urine leaking out of you.
“Now, it's obvious who you belong to. We just want you safe and happy, Y/N.”
Your siblings are always so good to you, …except when you make them mad.
Hakkai hated waking up in the mornings, especially for final exams he was sure he was going to tank, but being greeted by the faces of his sisters made him hate it a little less.
“Fuck..” Hakkai’s fingers twisted into the sheets as he focused his gaze down between his legs, stomach tightening at the sight of yours and Yuzuha’s tongues twining together as they slid up and down the length of his cock. Your eyes moved up to meet his, and his cock jumped as your lips pulled into a smile before you moved your head back, allowing Yuzuha to wrap her lips around his sensitive tip and suckle.
“G’morning, Kai.” You beamed, and a second later you were crawling up the bed and planting your lips on his, bare chest pressed against his own as you moved to straddle his waist. Your tongue ran across the seam of his lips before you pulled back, allowing a groan to slip from his mouth as Yuzuha took him into the back of her throat. “Are you nervous for your exam today?” Your fingers danced across his chest, nails lightly raking against the skin, and he struggled to form words as he watched the rise and fall of your chest, as well as the small pool of slick that was forming on his stomach. “You listening, Kai?”
“Mm,” he hummed, lashes fluttering at the sound of Yuzuha gagging around him, and his knee jerked when her hand came up to cradle his balls. His own hands moved to grip your waist, fingers digging into the soft flesh, and he planted his feet on the bed as he spread his legs further. A dejected whine pulled his attention back to you, and you pouted down at him as you placed your palms on his chest, hips rocking back and forth as you fully sat on him, wet pussy sliding the tense muscles on his stomach.
“You’re ignoring me.” He went to deny it, but Yuzuha chose that moment to dip her head down and suck his balls into her mouth, hand squeezing hard around the base of his shaft as she jerked him off, and the only thing to leave his mouth was a moan of her name, further dampening your mood.
Before he could try and focus his attention on you, you were climbing off of him and moving back to your original position—but instead of taking his cock back into your mouth, you began to lower yourself down onto it, Yuzuha helping you out as she guided it inside of you, glistening lips trailing up the length of your neck until they reached your ear. She said something too low for him to hear, but whatever it was had your face scrunching up and your hips dropping, the both of you moaning out at the feeling of your heat wrapping around him in a suffocating grip.
Your hands moved back to steady yourself on his knees, and his eyes followed Yuzuha’s hand as it dipped down between your knees so she could toy with your clit, her own eyes locking onto his as she smiled against your neck.
“This was supposed to be a treat just for you,” Hakkai sucked in a sharp breath when you tightened around him, juices from your soaked cunt dripping off his balls and onto the sheets. “But since you and Tai spoil her so much, she can’t give without receiving.” Your back arched as Yuzuha’s fingers pinched at your clit, her teeth nipping at the skin of your neck a second later, and Hakkai felt his balls tighten up at the sight.
“It’s...it’s fine,” he gasped out, hips bucking up to fuck into you when he noticed you struggling to keep a steady pace, Yuzuha’s deft fingers moving between your legs the reason why.
“Yuzuha,” you whined out, eyebrows pulling together and eyes squinting closed as your chest quickly rose and fell with your labored breaths. Hakkai’s hands settled on your thighs as he buried his cock into you over and over, lips parted on a continuous moan as his head fell back against the pillows. He could hear Yuzuha saying something to you, but he couldn’t make out the words, his mind to absorbed in the way your pussy would tighten each time he buried himself inside you.
He could feel the telltale signs of his orgasm nearing, as well as see yours in you, and he pushed himself to go faster, the sound of your pussy squelching and his balls smacking against you drowning out the both of your moans. With a few more sloppy thrusts and flicks of Yuzuha’s fingers, the both of you were tensing up as you came together. You slumped against his chest, and he rested his hands on your back as he fought to catch his breath, head rolling to the side where his eyes caught the time on the digital clock near his bed.
His earlier worries about tanking his exams were all for naught, since they ended at the exact same time he came inside you.
WARNINGS: DARK CONTENT, incest, perv! shinichiro, minors dni, afab reader, pussyjob (?), panty stealing, implied dry humping ig, both are over 18, hnnnnghhhh I can't stop thinking about big brother shinichiro, unedited bc it's 3 am and I'm down bad for him
I cant stop thinking about icky big brother shinichiro <3
icky big brother shinichiro! who would sneak in to your room while you are showering so he can go through your dirty laundry and steal your used underwear, tucking them inside his pockets
icky big brother shinichiro! who, before leaving your room to go into his, would look at you showering because he knew you never close your bathroom door bc you're too scared :( but don't worry bc big brother shinichiro would always protect you!
icky big brother shinichiro! who jerks off with your cute underwear wrapped around his cock as he thinks of fucking you dumb <3
icky big brother shinichiro! who would insist that you you should walk around the house with no bra. "we're family after all, don't you trust me?" and of course you comply because how can you reject your sweet older brother shin :(
icky big brother shinichiro! who always rests his hands on top of your bare breasts while having you sit on his lap because it's comfortable for him, and oh? what's that warm thing poking your sweet cunny?
icky big brother shinichiro! who sneaks into your room at the dead of night and crawls to your figure, taking hold of your shorts and pulling them down before pushing your cute undies to the the side so he can fuck his cock between your cute pussy lips
you woke up in a daze feeling someone else's weight on you bed, as your vision finally cleared you are shocked with the sight in front of you. it's your big brother shinichiro! holding your legs to his shoulders, both of your shorts pulled down, his cock being clumsily thrusted between your legs. as he noticed you had woken up, he immediately raised a finger to his lips, indicating for you to keep quiet, but how can you when the drag of his cock against your cunt just feels oh so good :( as you start thrusting against him, urging him to put his cock on you, he holds you against your bed by your waist
"just stay put for me okay? let big brother take care of you."
Tags/Warnings: dubcon-ish, kissing, masturbation, nipple play, m/m kissing, smut, stepcest, no beta, no proofreading, if you see typos, no you don't, pls help idk how to tag.
Summary: After a particularly rough patch, you are forced to move back with your foster family. You are not planning on staying long though—just enough so you can save up some money and move back on your own. But it seems like your brothers have something else in store for you.
✨Masterlist✨
Part 10, Part 11
Beep…beep…beep…
There was an incessant beeping ringing in your ears. It didn’t sound like your alarm, but nonetheless, your right hand twitched, trying to move and stop the sound. A sharp pain coming from the inside of your elbow startled you, making you frown and furrow your brows.
You tried opening your eyes, but it felt like your lids were glued together. With a deep breath, you moved your left hand, and to your relief, there was no pain this time around. You brought your hand to your eyes and rubbed them raw, making sure that no trace of boogers remained behind.
Finally, you were able to open your eyes. The light was dimmed, and you struggled to see the room you were in. You turned towards one of the two sources of light, a Holter monitor that showed in neon lines the pattern of your heartbeat, and squinted to see the blurry numbers better. Pain shot through your head and you winced, the electrocardiogram picking up the change and showing off a spike in the rhythm.
With a sigh, you looked around you. There was a small loveseat in one corner of the room and a round table next to it. Next to your steel bed, there were two nightstands that matched the table, on one of which there was a bottle of water.
Seeing the bottle triggered an instinctual reaction in your brain, and for the first time since you have woken, you finally felt just how dry your mouth was. It was as if you had been eating nothing but sand for the past week and you were surprised how you still had enough saliva to swallow.
Wiggling your body, you tried reaching for the bottle with your right hand—a mistake on your part. Another bout of pain shot through your arm, provoking a second spike in your heart rhythm, and finally, your eyes fell to your limb.
A butterfly needle had been resting in the crook of your elbow, inserted in one of your veins. So, that’s where the pain was coming from.
Turning your body to the side with greater effort than you would have anticipated, you reached for the bottled water. Your fingers barely grazed the plastic when the door of your hospital room opened up, the artificial light from the hallway spilling into the room.
“You’re awake!” A voice gasped and your head snapped towards the intruder, making you cry in pain. Your hand knocked the bottle over, the sound of it hitting the ground provoking another jolt of pain, and your hand quickly came to your head to cradle it.
Something other than your bottle was dropped and left at the doorway while the man ran into the room and fell to his knees at the side of your bed.
“How are you feeling? Does anything hurt? When did you wake up? We should call a doctor…”
You were bombarded with a ton of questions that made your head spin.
Holding your hand up, you muttered the word water and the man was quick to oblige. He scrambled to his feet and went to fetch you the water bottle that had rolled under your bed. He opened it and held it gently to your lips, not allowing you to grab it yourself.
You drank more than half the bottle, taking small and regular gulps. When you finally had your fill, you pushed the man’s hand away and looked at him as he was screwing the cap back on.
“How are you feeling?” He repeated the question, this time with a softer tone and you glanced at him.
“Not bad. My head hurts and it feels like my whole body is made out of rusted steel. But it could be worse, I guess,” You chuckled drily, bunching the bleached sheets in your hands only to release them moments later. The man nodded sympathetically and you watched him carefully.
“Uhm, are you maybe a doctor?” You asked, tilting your head to the side. His eyes widened and his mouth dropped.
“What?” He took a step backward as if horrified by what you had said and you furrowed your brows, confused by his reaction.
“...or are you one of the nurses?” You continued, and the man covered his mouth with a hand.
“What do you mean? It’s me…Mikey,” he said, quickly going to turn on the lights. You winced for a moment, but your eyes didn’t have time to get used to the sudden shift in lighting.
Your face was gently grabbed and turned towards the man, Mikey, and you observed his beautiful features.
“Look at me…It’s me, Mikey. Don’t you remember me?” His voice was cracking and you could see the slight sheen glassing over his eyes.
“I…I don’t. I’m sorry, but I don’t know who you are,” You said and a chocked cry came from deep inside his chest. Mikey collapsed to the ground once more, his hands slipping from your face so he could hide his own in them.
“What’s going on here?” Somebody asked and looking towards the door, you saw two more men standing in the doorway, aghast at the scene before them.
“She doesn’t remember me!” Mikey wailed, and one of the men ran to him to hoist him off the ground.
“What do you mean?” The man who was still in the doorway asked and all you could do was sit on the sidelines and watch at the three ignored you and discuss among themselves.
“Hey, you remember me?” One of them, Shin, asked and you shook your head.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen any of you in my life,” you said and he gasped as if shot by a bullet.
“I’m going to fucking kill them,” the third man, Izana, said, and you cocked an eyebrow, curious to whom he was referring to.
The three of them started whispering to one another once more until one of them finally went to fetch a doctor. Izana was leaning on the wall, arms crossed over his chest and Mikey was sitting in the love seat, sipping on the water that you had drank from.
Shin came inside with the doctor, a woman in her late 40s, who nodded politely towards you and started checking your vitals.
Then, the questioning began—what’s the date, who is Japan’s prime minister, what’s your name, how old are you, what’s the last thing you remember, and lastly, who are the men in the room.
At that question, you grinned mischievously and pointed at each man in part.
“These are Shin, Izana, and Mikey. They are my step-brothers. I also have a younger step-sister. Her name is Emma.” You provided the information calmly and had to bite back your laugh when the doctor threw the men a look, probably questioning their sanity instead of yours.
The men looked at you incredulously, not understanding what was happening.
After another line of questions, the doctor was satisfied to call it a day. She left you with your brothers, saying that if everything went well, you were free to go the next morning. You thanked her and once the door closed, the three men were on you.
“What the fuck was that?”
“How could you do that to us?”
“So fucking cruel, did you know how worried we were for you?”
There was a cacophony of voices ringing in your ears and you covered them quickly to block the noise. The men calmed down when they saw you frown, but they still fidgeted around you, blatantly glaring at you.
Shin grabbed your wrists and pulled them down easily.
“Why’d you do that?” he asked and you huffed, trying to rip your hands away from his grasp.
“That was for getting me involved in your shady gang business. I told you all those things you did when you were younger were going to bite you in the ass,” you snapped and Shin sighed, sitting on the bed next to you.
“We’re sorry, but you can’t do that to us. Mikey nearly lost it when you told him you didn’t know him,” he gently reprimanded and you hummed, glancing at the youngest Sano.
He had been pouting since they found out your act was nothing but a cruel joke and for a brief second, you felt bad for the way you decided to admonish them. After all, it wasn’t directly their fault for the whole kidnapping ordeal.
“You mad at me, Mikey?” You scooted towards the edge of the bed so you could come closer to the young man.
Mikey puffed out a breath of air, choosing not to answer you.
“So that means you aren’t going to give me a hug and a kiss for waking up?” Your playful pout matched his own and your eyes locked for a moment, making the man shuffle on his feet.
“Only if it’s on the mouth,” Mikey mumbled, and when you asked a confused ‘what’, he repeated the question in a louder voice, making his brothers snigger and you blush.
“Fine. But I’m warning you, I haven’t got the chance to brush my teeth,” you warned, and rolling his eyes slightly, Mikey immediately pounced on you, as carefully as he could. His lips found yours and without giving you a chance to react, he started kissing you, moaning slightly in your mouth.
His arms came round you in a soft hug and he pulled you so close to him that your front was flushed with his. The small peck that you imagined giving him turned into a full-blown make-out session, and the only reason why the man didn’t shove his tongue in your mouth was because Izana grabbed Mikey’s hair to pull him away from you.
“That’s enough, you greedy fucker,” Izana growled and attempted to pry Mikey’s body away, but he just shrugged Izana’s hand off and shoved his face in the crook of your neck.
“You’re just jealous I got to kiss her.” Mikey’s voice was muffled by your skin and you couldn’t help but chuckle at the feeling of his hot breath hitting your neck.
Izana rolled his eyes and sat down at the end of the bed, bringing your feet in his lap. You were surrounded by your brothers and for the first time since you woke up, you allowed yourself to properly look at the three men.
You took in the cuts and bruises marring their skin and you wondered just how much more damage was under their clothes.
“What happened?” you finally asked and Shinichiro sighed, his hand looking for yours and grabbing it tightly.
“On the night you were supposed to leave, we waited for you at the airport… but you never showed up. Obviously, we got worried, so we started calling you, but you weren’t answering your phone,” Shin started, rubbing soothing patterns into the back of your hand with this thumb.
“We went back to the place you were staying at and your friend told us that you had already left. We didn’t know what to do so we just headed back home.” Izana continued Shin’s train of thought, his own hands uncovering your feet and rubbing the bruises left behind from the rope.
“We thought that maybe we got the time wrong or that we showed up at the wrong gate. We were worried that you had left without saying goodbye,” Mikey said, leaving open mounted kisses on your neck.
“The next day we got…some pictures…of you,” Shinichiro’s face fell, his eyes blanking as if he was envisioning those horrifying pictures once more.
“Long story short, we went to that abandoned warehouse on the bay and took care of those fucking bastards…but by the time we found you, you were already passed out,” Izana said, his hand stilling on your ankles.
“We were so scared. You weren’t opening your eyes…there was so much blood,” Mikey whispered and you could feel his tears staining your skin, his mouth molded in a deep frown and pressed on your neck like a hot branding iron.
“How long was I out?” You asked, glancing from Izana to Shinichiro.
“Two days,” Izana answered, his hand resuming the soothing massage, moving from your ankles to your feet.
“Okay…also, what do you mean by “you took care” of those guys.” Using finger quotes, your eyes narrowed on Izana, who stilled once again and looked at you like a deer in the headlights.
“You don’t need to worry about that,” Shinichiro quickly added, grabbing your chin and turning your face towards him. “You just need to know that we took care of it and those fucking bastards can never touch you again. Okay?”
Tilting your face, Shin got closer and closer until his lips brushed yours.
“Okay,” you breathed out and with a relieved chuckle, Shin pressed his mouth to yours. His kiss was more gentle than Mikey’s, but the underlying neediness was still there. It was obvious that the man was holding back due to your injuries.
Shin, unlike Mikey, was quick to shove his tongue in your mouth and rub it on yours. He turned his upper body towards you and his hand snaked around your waist, joining Mikey’s arm. You were now trapped between the two and while Shin was tongue fucking your mouth, you could feel Mikey leaving hot, open-mouthed kisses on your neck.
A shiver ran through your body, perking up your nipples and making them visible under the think hospital gown the nurses dressed you in. Izana, being the only one to see the change, was quick to act. Getting his shoes off, he climbed into the hospital bed and crawled over your body, making sure he was not crushing you with his weight.
Taking hold of the bow at your side, he pulled and let the material fall and reveal one breast. Grabbing the underside, Izana was quick to latch on the nipple and suck, while his hand went to your other side to unknot the other bow there.
Your hands came to his white hair and you tried pulling him away, but to no avail, The man was not budging. You also tried breaking the kiss with Shinichiro to ask what they were doing, in a hospital room no less, but Shin grabbed the sides of your face and kept you in place.
Izana switched between nipples, pulling and sucking and biting, while his hands massaged the rest of your breasts. A hand, you didn’t know whose, squeezed under Izana’s body and found your naked mound.
A finger slipped past your clit, gently nudging it, and ended up between your folds, and only when it started rubbing your slit did you realize just how wet you actually were.
“W-wait. What are you doing…?” you panted, finally able to break the kiss.
“We’re making it up to you,” Mikey said, biting your neck before he turned your face towards him so he could kiss you next.
Shinichiro hummed, making his way up and down your neck, nibbling your skin just like Mikey was doing with your lower lip.
The finger between your folds sank inside and you moaned in Mikey’s mouth. More hands came down on your body, two of which pried your legs apart so Izana could fit better between them.
One more finger wiggled into your pussy and the hand from your right leg moved between your legs to rub on your clit.
“You look so pretty like this,“ Shinichiro said and moaned your name in your ear, his eyelashes fluttering in delight at the way you whimpered in Mikey’s mouth. By now, the youngest Sano had trapped your tongue in his mouth, sucking it erotically, making sure to get a lasting taste of your spit.
“We should have never let you go,” Shin continued, biting your earlobe and pulling slightly.
Izana pulled both of your nipples, toying with the rigid peak with an experience you found baffling. You could feel his dick, hard and confined in his pants, pressing into your leg. Feeling you shift your leg under him, Izana took it as a sign of pleasure and excitement, and with a grunt, he started humping your leg.
“You see, you got hurt because you wanted to leave. If you were by our side, this would have never happened,” Shin whispered in your ear and furrowing your brows, you grunted.
You wanted to pull away from Mikey, but he bit into your tongue, hard enough to keep you in place but not enough to make it hurt. Three fingers were now fingering you, your pussy greedily sucking them in whenever they drew back, while the other hand was rubbing circles on your clit.
“Promise…” Shin licked the shell of your ear and bit the tip. “Promise that you won’t try to leave again. We’re the only ones that can protect you. Who’s going to take care of you in America, huh?” Shin asked and tugging you from Mikey’s grasp, he gripped your face and made you look at him.
You were sure your pupils were just as blown out as Shin’s and your breath came out in short, breathy puffs. A dribble of spit leaked from the corner of your mouth and your lips were burning from so much kissing.
“But-” you started but Shin was quick to cut you off.
“No buts. You saw what happened. And if something will happen with you out there, who is going to come save you? Admit it, you need us, just as much as we need you.” Shin licked the spit running down your chin and the fingers fucking your cunt suddenly brushed over something deep inside you.
Your gasp turned into a wanton moan, and the fingers curled, pressing into the fleshy walls of your pussy, looking for that sensitive spot that made your mind go blank. Your hips bucked the moment the fingers hit your sweet spot and with renewed vigor, they start pumping into you, hitting that spot again and again.
“Promise,” the eldest insisted, watching you with half-lidded eyes. You bit your lower lip, but Shin pulled it from between your lips, just so he could hear your moans.
“I…I don’t wanna,” you cried out the last word as Izana pushed your brests together and roughly bit both of your nipples at the same time. The sanity that you were holding so tightly onto was slipping away, replaced with pleasure and tinges of pain.
Your high was quickly approaching and your vision started blurring with tears.
“You mean you wanna get rid of this? Of us?” Shinichiro’s words are almost lost on you, as you could only concentrate on the pleasure coming from their touches. Mikey was kissing your jaw, down your neck and chest, biting the side of one of your breasts.
“No, that’s not,” you huffed, blinking to clear the tears gathering in your waterline. “That’s not it.”
“Then how is it?” Shin teased, brushing his lips over yours, his tongue pocking out to caress the outline of your cupid’s bow. “Maybe we should stop? Since you obviously don’t need or want us.” Shin was being uncharacteristically mean—you all knew that. But he wanted to have that assurance that you will not try to leave again. Even if that assurance was temporary.
“No! Please don’t stop. Not now…I’m so close...gonna come for you.” Your words came out jumbled and the hand playing with your erect clit was doubling its efforts, as if aroused by your admission.
“You gonna come, princess?” Izana asked and lowered his body, leaving the youngest Sano in charge of your breasts. Mikey licked the saliva that Izana left behind and just like his older brother, he latched on one of your wet nipples, suckling as if milk was going to squirt out.
Izana batted the hand playing with your clit away and replaced it with his wide tongue.
“Promise or we’ll stop,” Shin offered you an ultimatum, and a tear finally slipped from your eye. He licked it, moaning at the salty taste.
“Promise, I promise, just please, don’t stop,” you whined, and Mikey smiled into your skin. He was peppering kisses all over your breasts and twisting your nipple between his thick fingers. Izana pulled your puffy clit in his mouth, making sure you feel each suction motion he delivered.
“That’s our girl.” Shin finally crushed your lips under his, kissing you as if he hadn’t done it in years. You both moaned in the kiss, and your hips started rocking, making his fingers fuck you harder.
All three men picked up the speed. Mikey was once again sucking and nibbling on your nipples, moving from one to the other constantly. Izana was parting your folds wide, making room for Shinichiro’s fingers, all while suckling on your clit. His tongue was concomitantly running over it again and again as he sucked, and with one powerful suck from him, and a bite on your lower lip from Shin, you came, your whole body shuddering in the cage of hot limbs that trapped you on the bed.
Your mind blanked completely and your vision turned white, and for a moment, you thought you passed out again. Your pussy convulsed around Shinichiro’s fingers, sucking them inside, while your hips rocked as much as they could in Izana’s tight grip. The three men were mesmerized, watching you get lost in your orgasm, their own leaking cocks momentarily forgotten in their pants.
Shin’s fingers fucked you throughout your orgasms, and the moment your body slumped on the mattress, muscles turned into jelly and a blissed smile stretched on your face, he stopped and pulled his fingers out.
He brought them to his mouth and licked each one of them, all while keeping eye contact with you. Izana started lapping the cum leaking from your pussy, and when Mikey whined that he wanted to have a taste too, Izana rolled his eyes and fisted the youngest’s silky hair.
He yanked him up, your nipple slipping from Mikey’s mouth, making you tremble at the loss. Izana shoved his tongue into Mikey’s mouth, and the blonde moaned, his own tongue coming out to rub against his brother’s so he could get a taste of your cum too.
You gasped at the scene in front of you. It was so perverse, seeing the two brothers going at it, but, you guessed, you weren’t so far off either.
“They started doing this when you first left,” Shinichiro whispered in your ear as he too watched his brothers making out. “They couldn’t handle you not being there, so they had to find a quick fix.”
You watched the two carefully, your lips parting in arousal. You never knew your brothers would look so good kissing and grinding into each other, and you never expected to be so excited just from this little show they were putting on for you.
“Do you,” you gulped, your mouth suddenly parched again. “Do you also join them?” You turn towards Shin, just to see him watching you carefully.
“I sometimes watch, but I never joined in. The only person I want to touch is you,” Shin’s words made your whole body burn and you had to bite down the moan fighting to get out of your chest.
How could he say these things? And why were you reacting like this? You should be disgusted. You grew up as a family, as brothers and sisters, so why were you so aroused?
Your questions remained unanswered as Mikey and Izana finally parted, breathing heavily. They looked around, dazed and confused, as if not remembering where they were in the first place. When their gazes fell on you, they both smiled and crawled up your body, sprinkling kisses on every portion of naked skin until they reached your chest, where they both rested their heads, just like two newborn babes.
“We can’t wait to take you home. But until then, go back to sleep, princess.” Shin kissed your temple and gathered you in his arms. And, surrounded by your brothers, you couldn’t help but melt into their gentle touches and fall back asleep, wondering slightly what was to come next.
AN: Did I fool you guys into thinking the story was taking a memory loss turn? 😂 I initially thought of integrating it in the fic, but I didn't want to overly complicate the plot and add too many tropes. Also, I added some smut because I felt like I didn't write smut in a hot minute and I felt the need to write some. Also x2, we have some Izana and Mikey action! How do we feel about this new turn of events? Please let me know your thoughts. Your comments always motivate me to write more 🥺
