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LINUS |らなす
18+ this blog contains dark content and it is advised to navigate it with caution
(previously @/sanospet & currently re-uploading previous works | this blog is under construction)
most recent work
MASTERLIST | BYF
✩ CREDULOUS ✩
quote: ran honed in on the display, and over the rise and fall of your chest you watched as rindou took sanzu’s place, hurriedly removing the remainder of his clothing before, leaning down slightly, his tongue soon flattening against the white essence of his friend, lapping up the liquid, “fuck, you’re pathetic…” sanzu sighed at the sight, yet rindou continued with a groan in response, trailing open mouthed kisses up your chest before meeting your lips with his own, offering the taste of the sakura haired man as he buried himself within you, kiss growing deeper as he swallowed your cries.
pairing: haitani brothers x idol!reader x sanzu haruchiyo
warnings & notes:
18+ . dark content . smut . heavy noncon . incest . restraints . slapping . overstim . making a film . faux sympathy . dacryphilia (if you squint) . handjob . established relationship . hard dom ran . switch rindou . dom sanzu . afab reader . reader’s sex is mentioned . proofread though there still may be some mistakes, enjoy <33
“you…” letting out a soft sigh, your head shook slightly, eyes meeting your lover’s before dropping back down to the contents of the small box in your hands, the overhead lighting shining on the diamonds just right, an elegant glow rippling off of the item “…you really didn’t have to, ran…” minimal chatter and jazz melodies filled the otherwise silent room, the high ceilings, home to heavy, intricately designed chandeliers felt like a looming presence above your form, clad in a mini dress with a price mark too painful to look at. it was a change of pace from your daily routine, something you’d probably never grow accustomed to, yet, he still fulfilled his insatiable desire to shower you with gifts and expensive dinners, especially on a special day like this one.
you had finally made one of your dreams come true, debuting your own album for the first time in your idol career, it was being received well by your dedicated fans, as well as attracting even more than you could have ever imagined, to the band you were in.
“oh, c’mon, my love,” he spoke through a laugh, doting tone seeping through as he leaned slightly closer over the small white cloth covered table, “consider it a token of gratitude,” he shrugged, “for taking a chance on a guy like me, yeah ?”
flickering gaze finally locking in, small smirk tugging on the corner of your lips, “a guy like you, huh ?” you pushed, receiving a nod in return, “the kind of guy your parents warn you about,” he smiled and a small giggle slipped past your lips, “oh, you’re not that bad,” cocking his head to the side, a sly smile took over he features, “you sure that’s not just your naïvety speaking, dear ?” he questioned, earning a firm shake of your head in response, “you could never do anything to break my trust,” you pushed, sincerity dripping through the crevices of the words, “if that makes me naïve, then so be it,” shrugging, you flashed ran a toothy grin as you spoke and he felt his heart jump at the confession, eyes softening, “i’ll take your word for it,” he whispered, glasses of champagne rising from the table, you toasted to the occasion with a giggle.
✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ the fragrant scent of vanilla wafted through the hotel room air, immediately catching your attention as you entered. kicking off your shoes, you soon noticed the candle burning on a cabinet beside the door, eyes trailing on rose littered carpet that trailed further inside the room, you followed.
the room was spacious, to say the least, diamonds hanging from the ceiling creating a kaleidoscope of colours on the oak flooring beneath. the oversized bed adorned soft covers, the likes of which clients probably knew the thread-count of prior to booking. it’s tail end presenting the work of the maids, a swan shaped towel sitting poised amongst the spares that laid beside it. the space stretched out further, a seemingly uncomfortable yet decorative blush couch, perfectly placed pillows at either end, sitting inches away from it’s glass coffee table companion just before the large flat screen tv that had been plastered to the wall.
“at a loss for words ?” ran teased as he trailed behind you, “it’s beautiful…” you spoke softly, reaching for the contents on the silver tray that laid on the bed, ‘haitani’ engraved on the card it held, “…it’s just a little bit much, don’t you think ?”
as your gaze latched onto the ornate fixtures around the room, you felt a sneaking arm around your shoulder, ran’s chest soon being partially pressed against your back, his face next to yours as he plucked the card from between your fingers, “i think it’s perfect,” he smiled. slipping his hand into your now free one, he turned on his heel, taking a few steps as you followed behind from the slight tug, soon admiring the breathtaking view from the window.
the night was alive, the glow of lights illuminating the dark atmosphere, rising high, blending into the sky like an endless sea of stars. pulling your sight away, instead falling into the side profile of your lover’s, his attention remaining focused on the horizon, “it really is…” you smiled, gaze soon being met by the soft eyes of the man before you with grin matching your own, “yeah ?” a slight giggle leaving his lips as he neared you, “yeah,” you solidified, the breath of your words hitting his lips, grazing them with your own as you spoke before a soft push collided the two.
the tame kiss grew more intense as the seconds passed, ran slowly pushing your form back toward the bed, pulling away for a moment to swipe away any obstructions before laying you down. calloused fingers grazed the bare skin of your thigh as your lips met once more, tongues dancing to a hungry tune, his hand toying with the hem of your dress, before ridding you of it completely. cheeks warming, his lips moved to your neck, trailing soft kisses as your heartbeat rose, drawing a gentle swipe on your skin with his tongue, he worked his mouth, determined to leave evidence of his presence, heat rising in your body in response, a pitiful gasp slipping out. lips curling against your neck as he met your gaze once more, smirk blinding amongst his sharp features, thumb swiping across the mark, he pressed slightly, your face contouring in response, just as the sound of the door clicking open resounded throughout the room.
ran’s attention shifted toward the entrance, body relaxed and unfazed remaining hovered over your tense one, a pair of footsteps following suit, a blurry sight of pink and purple came into view before ran’s tight grip on your jaw forced your gaze to his own, your lips meeting yet again. heartbeat bruising your ribcage, skin paling as you pushed against your boyfriend to no avail, wrists soon being pinned on either side of your head as the noise of a heavy bag being dropped against the floor was heard.
the unforgiving grip was accompanied with the persistent pursuit of affection by the man above you, yet your lips remained still at the reverberation of a zipper being undone. chest tightening as the footsteps grew closer on either side of the bed, the grip ran’s hold your wrists was swiftly replaced by the sensation of cold leather.
attempting to pull your arms away, they were stretched up and above your head, soon being attached to the headboard. the kiss grew messy, winces and pleads slipping past your lips, yet, they had no intention of stopping as you continued to fight against the unknown. the metallic clanking of chains echoing throughout the room and the familiar sensation was soon felt around your ankles despite your incessant kicking.
ran’s lips finally parted from yours and your bewildered expression came into frame, “r-ran what’s-“ you pushed through pants, the sound of tearing drowned out as ran’s thumb grazed your lips, silence falling between you both.
“trust me,” he spoke the words calmly, confident in your abilities as he pressed the torn duct tape against your soft skin, your heart sank at the pressure, your feeble attempts at escape ending in a tale of dust and void, ran sealing your fate the same way he did your lips shut.
shifting himself from above you, he took a seat on the armchair by the window, one leg swung across the other and the two figures were no longer faceless blurs of pastels.
pulling a tripod out of the mystery bag, the men paid you no mind as you laid breathless on the bed.
his hair was the shade of sakura, the potent presence he held a complete juxtaposition to the calming nature that the blossoms usually brought you. his bangs were long, falling into fluffy pink lashes that slightly curtained the view into his fresh-sea water eyes as they remained downturned, fingers fiddling with the tall tripod as he set it up.
his companion, that of which was most resemblant to your partner, had a shaggy princess cut, a mix of violet and orchid shades, arm outstretched as he handed over a large camera to the other.
they weren’t strangers to you, more acquaintances than anything else, the brother and co-worker of your partner, both of which you’d met and only upheld polite conversations in the presence of ran as a plus one at bonten’s seasonal dinners.
you’d known that the forced wide smiles they had presented you with time and time again were but for pleasantries, yet, the awkward air that ruminated around them during such occasions, something you had wished to abolish with time, had completely vanished, albeit it had been replaced with something you’d never have worked towards.
eyes wild, you watched over the jagged rising and falling of your tightening chest as the two men loosened their ties, their paces starkly different. rindou’s fingers worked his buttons, fumbling slightly as he jittered, almost ripping the snug fabric off of his skin as sanzu’s attention fell onto your almost bare form, drinking in the sorry sight as he unbuttoned his own at a much slower speed.
ran rose from the armchair, adjusting the angle of the camera and as your rabid gaze snapped toward him, a blinding flash assaulted your vision. blinking to readjust to the light once more, your spot filled sight fell in line with your lover’s, his face mainly obscured by the mountainous device. the orbs that so often turned your heart into putty, peered above the crimson gleam that now flickered on the corner of the device, void of emotion entirely.
calloused fingers took hold of your chin, roughly ripping your gaze from your lover, “what’s wrong, love ?” rindou’s words were mixed with a twinge of arousal as he cut you off, “don’t tell me you’re not happy to see us…” the faux pout that ensued induced a grimace from you, and he let out a laugh in turn, “we’ll make sure to capture your good side, yeah ?” joining sanzu at the foot of the bed, rindou pulled your laying form closer by the waist, the long chains attached to your handcuffs straightening out as he lowered himself to his knees.
his gaze easily fell to your most sensitive part, restless hands moving to tear at the thin fabric that shielded it from view, your warming cheeks were set ablaze as you felt yourself clench around nothing under his seemingly prolonged fascination, earning a laugh from the man.
sanzu remained standing, observing the situation from afar, a smirk growing at the sight of your inching arousal, despite the violent look in your eyes vehemently denying anything of the sort.
attempting to pull your legs closed despite the bar between them was a mistake, your legs being shot out even further apart with a click.
“no need to hide, princess,” rindou spoke through a laugh, setting his plush lips against your thigh, kissing it softly, teeth grazing at the skin as he inched closer to your core, “we’ll take care of you, right, sanzu ?” the words were wet, pushed through breathy moans as he indulged himself in your presence.
“yeah,” sanzu spoke, “you’re in, uh, good hands…” the words were haphazard, his attention fixated on the actions being performed by the man kneeling before him, ignoring the tightening of his pants as he watched intently.
rindou’s eyes fluttered shut and he seemed to enter a trance like state, his arm circling around one thigh as his tongue worked through your folds, matching your whimpers with his own, a lust filled symphony echoing throughout the room due to the sinful acts. your eyes remained open, just barely, face turned to the side as the vibrations of rindou’s moans pulsed through your core, your heavy eyes landing on the empty armchair in the corner.
rindou’s free hand palmed at his growing erection through his tightening pants as ran aimed to get the perfect shot behind him, camera in hand, “you can do better than that, rin” he taunted and you felt the ferocity of rindou’s pace heighten, taking a sharp breath through your nose in response.
a tut resounded, “slower, don’t be so eager,” ran spoke, and rindou’s actions reacted in turn, his tongue flattening against your core, pace slowing slightly, moving to drag his nose over your fluttering bud, “go a little deeper now” ran instructed.
handing the camera over to sanzu, the sakura haired man took a few steps back leaning down to capture the best angle of all three of you. ran’s hand tangled in rindou’s scalp, pushing his face deeper into your cunt “there we go,” ran praised and you felt a deep moan in response, pulling muffled whispers of pleasure from you, in turn, ran guided rindou’s hand from his clothed cock to your fluttering entrance, guiding them in.
ran’s hand moved to where his brother most needed him, palming rindou through the cloth a few times before unbuckling his belt, and pulling his cock free from it’s confines, his hand moving to pump him lazily as he watched the scene before him intently, directing the man.
rindou’s eyes finally fluttered open and you met his hooded gaze, orbs glazed over, as he moaned softly into you, his lips and fingers working you to the best of his abilities under the scrutising watch of his older brother. his fingers were long, slightly thicker than ran’s and the calloused nature caused for extra friction against your gummy walls as they invaded. ran whispered instructions in his ear and he followed, informing him of what you liked best and rindou followed suit as his brother’s hand worked him at an agonisingly slow pace, teasing.
it was an overwhelming ordeal, the emotions held within rindou’s eyes as he gazed upon your writhing form, ran’s gentle whispers of praise to you contrasting against his harsh commands for the man, sanzu’s joy in watching it all unfold in full view, mixed with the unprecedented shame and a slew of colourful emotions that coursed through your veins, yet despite all of it, pleasure reigned supreme and you were close, they all knew it.
rindou’s fingers were being pulled back in as your body clenched around him, your stomach tensing as you took in deep breaths, eyes squeezing shut as sanzu inched toward you, hoping to catch your blissful expression on film.
rindou’s pace quickened, lapping at your essence as ecstasy engulfed you, body tensing under his touch, and he soon met his own high at the sight, pearly ropes coming undone over his brothers hand.
ran rose to his feet, rindou remaining rooted on his knees, continuing to softly kiss your tender core, setting soft licks to your bruised bud with gentle whimpers. moving to the side of the bed, ran’s hand hovered over your sealed lips, “you’ll be good for me, won’t you, love ?” his voice was gentle as he spoke, yet you felt a hint of warning behind the words and after a few beats, you nodded lazily, sticky tape softly peeled off, ran glossing your lips with the seed of his brother. rindou’s gaze, burning as he continued to mouth at your sensitive spot, watching as you licked your lips slowly, ran’s fingers soon pushing past them, your tongue moving to softly clean them off.
handing the camera over to ran once more, sanzu moved toward the insatiably eager man that rested between your legs, pulling him away, albeit not without a few gruffs in return, before taking his place. rindou settled at your side, ran on the other as sanzu unbuckled his belt, baring his lower half completely, before lining himself up with your sensitive entrance.
your gaze remained trained on his cock, the length that of something you hadn’t yet seen before, that fact ignited something deep within your stomach, a reaction you couldn’t quite pinpoint and you watched as he dragged his tip between your folds, letting out whimpers at the dull aching of your core.
a gentle touch grazed your face, turning your attention to rindou who’s lips hit yours on impact as sanzu pushed past your opening, rindou swallowing your mewls as he did so.
sanzu’s pace was particular, practiced, almost…a product of research, is what it seemed like. yet, he was harsh and unforgiving, the sharp snap of his hips permeating through the air in echos as rindou’s lips trailed down your neck, leaving marks next to his brothers.
sanzu’s gaze remained neutral, brows furrowing every now and again at peaks of pleasure, it was new, his length felt never-ending, pushing deeper and deeper with each stroke, soon leaving pecks on your cervix as his pace grew harsher. skin glistening under the dim hotel lights, that familiar sensation began to build between the depths of your stomach once more, your walls aiming to lock sanzu in place, yet he continued his relentless actions, slipping out breathy moans.
breath hitching, your high washed over you with glazed over eyes, sanzu guiding you through it and far beyond, eliciting choked whimpers from you at the pain that writhed through your body, eyes growing wet. rindou’s fingers toyed with your nipple, his mouth encompassing the other as he heard your sniffles before raising his gaze, “you cryin’ ?” he spoke through a laugh, pulling back, your soaked face coming into sanzu’s full view.
cooing at the sight, rindou gripped your chin, turning your face to ran, “smile for the camera, yeah ?” he giggled, and you pulled the corners of your lips high, baring your teeth in a forced grin, salty tears falling through, landing on your tongue as your body squirmed.
sanzu’s eyes lit up at the sight, tear stained flushed cheeks, disheveled hair, tendrils sticking to your forehead, forced grin. a deep groan reverberating through his chest as you clenched around him in embarrassment, his pace quickening, his climax within reach before finally pulling out, hot ropes of his seed pooling on your stomach with echoing pants.
ran honed in on the display, and over the rise and fall of your chest you watched as rindou took sanzu’s place, hurriedly removing the remainder of his clothing before, leaning down slightly, his tongue soon flattening against the white essence of his friend, lapping up the liquid, “fuck, you’re pathetic…” sanzu sighed at the sight, yet rindou continued with a groan in response, trailing open mouthed kisses up your chest before meeting your lips with his own, offering the taste of the sakura haired man as he buried himself within you, kiss growing deeper as he swallowed your cries. he was much thicker than you were used too, his hips rolled into yours, strokes slow, almost apologetic as he sheathed himself countless times in your bruised walls, grazing against every single one of your weak spots at an agonising pace.
it was a complicated concoction of sensations, pure pleasure doused with unrelating pain, and as he leaned back to get a better view, sanzu’s hand worked himself at the picture before him, eyes shifting between your expressions and rindou’s work.
“w-wait…” you pushed through choked cry, “i-it’s too much!” you pleaded to no avail, tears continued to fall and as rindou’s pace picked up, his thumb circling your puffy nub, body growing weaker, you felt another wave of pleasure envelope your being, meeting another high, a choked moan was all you could muster as your body tensed, head beginning to ache and your vision began to blur slightly not soon after.
dark spots clouded your sight before a harsh smack landed on your cheek, “we’re not done yet, princess,” sanzu spoke, “don’t give out on us now.”
rindou’s apologetic nature dissipated along with your hazy vision, his gentle hip rolls transferring into harsh snaps, much like his predecessor and his moans grew as he did more animalistic, chasing his euphoria, soon pulling out to relieve himself on your stomach.
rindou’s gaze fell to sanzu as his hand squeezed out the rest of his cock’s remains, “im not doing that,” sanzu responded almost instantly, shaking his head, yet as rindou’s head cocked to the side slightly, smirk growing, sanzu closed his eyes with a sigh. situating himself between your legs once more, he pumped himself as he slowly leaned down, lips meeting the soft wet flesh of your stomach, tongue laying flat against your skin to lap up the essence, a soft whimper slipped past his lips, that of which wouldn’t be heard without a strained ear, his own leaking out of his cock as a result, leaving open mouthed kisses up your chest, despite his blazing cheeks, meeting you in a kiss, sharing the taste. “and you say i’m the pathetic one, yeah ?” rindou teased, earning nothing but a scowl in response from the man, ears reddening as he joined rindou beside the bed, ran moving to pan the camera over your shame filled form.
ran captured it all, your sore and puffy cunt, the marks that littered across your neck and chest and he saved your teary stained face for last.
“you got anything to say, princess ?” he asked behind the lens, tone demeaning.
“…t-thank you for watching.” they were going to make you a star.
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Thanks For Your Donation! [Yandere Shigaraki x Twitch Streamer Reader]
Title: Thanks For Your Donation! [Yandere Shigaraki x Twitch Streamer Reader]
Synopsis: request, “Please I love that troupe where Shigaraki gets obsessed with a twitch stream and deluded himself into believing they’re together until he finally takes her home 🥰”
notes: yandere, kidnapping mention, creeper
Shigaraki glances down at the notification on his phone and his chest suddenly feels tight, anxiety blooming across his skin which makes him want to scratch, scratch, scratch. Your Twitch is live again–fuck, he can’t miss it. He rapidly presses the save button on his Switch, impatient to devote his entire attention to his phone screen–to you.
But fuck, do you make it hard on him lately. You stream so much more now that you’ve gotten followers, gotten popular; donations have become a regular feature rather than something surprising, but those other guys, the ones who flash big donations and write insipid comments, aren’t really fans of yours. Not like he is. He’s been watching and donating and praising you since you were a nobody, a nothing streamer with barely 10 viewers per stream.
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Shigaraki + “how can you take care of me when you can’t even take care of yourself?”
notes: yandere, kidnapped reader
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"I can take care of myself," he says, teeth clenched. You hit something sore inside him, but you’re not sure what.
There's a long pause in which you simply stare at each other. Sitting on his bed, facing a paused game screen. But in between you is everything. Your history and your hurt.
The days when you were just online friends, the first time you heard his voice, the hours spent playing into the wee hours of the morning, the tentative agreement to meet up; the cold of inky blackness and the handcuffs on his bed; the fights, the threats, him looming over you and holding you until you stopped fighting; the tears and days spent stuck on the bed.
All mingled together with the staleness of the room, the piles of wrappers, the ripped-open game boxes, the cups and plates teetering on his mattress and desk, half-read books and magazines in stacks here and there. Clutter and trash that are impossible to keep up with, no matter how hard you try.
All of it and much more, besides, hanging heavy in the air.
Tomura is the one to break first, gaze sliding to the side, to the nearest pile of wrappers and empty takeout containers.
“I don’t need anyone else,” he mutters.
You shrug and shove your hands into your hoodie--his hoodie, to be precise. “Then why keep me?”
"I don't need anyone else," he repeats, "to take care of me. That's not what... you're for."
You shouldn’t ask. But you do.
“What am I for, Tomura?”
He huffs. And he grabs the controller.
“Shut up. Don’t ask stupid things.” His jaw is set and his gaze is back on the glowing screen. “I’m unpausing. Grab your controller unless you want to die earlier than you normally do.”
There’s nothing to do but pick it up, like you do everything else, eventually.
yandere Shigaraki x gaming reader imagine
note: yandere, stalking, kidnapping implications
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Oh, to be an unknown gaming streamer who dresses up in Lara Croft cosplay and streams the remastered Tomb Raider games, only for a very bored Shigaraki to stumble on your stream with a grand total of 1 person watching (the 1 person is him) and at first he's bored, thinks you're some dumbass who probably didn't even play the original games...
But after a while.... hey, you're pretty good at this, aren't you? And he thinks it's kind of cute when you get flustered with Lara's shitty controls and huff out impatiently. He offers you tips, though you don't always need them--turns out you did play the original games, though you never beat them, so he's more than happy to offer you advice on the higher levels.
And since he's the only one on your stream, you talk to him pretty eagerly. Especially when he starts donating, and he gets to see how shy and happy you look when you thank him, and tell him what you'll buy with the donations. Eventually you grant him access to a voice chat so you two can chat more organically while you play.
It's almost like your friends, he thinks. Even if you only talk to him while you stream, and you haven't given him your real name or email or have even told him where you live. (Not that he needs them. You were easy enough to find.)
The first time you giggle at something he says is when he knows he's in love.
The first time you wear an outfit he purchased for you from your wish list is when he knows he has to meet you in person.
The first time someone else shows up to your stream and you give that person just as much attention as Tomura is when he knows he's going to kidnap you sooner rather than later.
A Red Dawn [Yandere Shigaraki x Reader]
Title: A Red Dawn [Yandere Shigaraki x Reader]
Synopsis: You get your period while in captivity under one Shigaraki Tomura.
Word count: 3000ish
Notes: yandere, kidnapped reader, reader gets their period, Shigaraki is creepy about said period
It’s not like being kidnapped makes you want to do anything other than wallow in your own awful, dirty misery. It’s not like there was much else to do, actually, other than pick up his game controller and half-heartedly fight your way through fictional worlds or beat fictional villains to a pulp with a leotard-clad fighter.
Well. That was actually a bit cathartic, as long as he wasn’t there, breathing over your shoulder, making you sit in his lap. Even thinking about that made you feel gross.
What did you ever do to deserve being kidnapped by Shigaraki Tomura?
Too Darn Hot [Yandere Dabi x Reader]
Title: Too Darn Hot [Yandere Dabi x Reader]
Synopsis: It’s just too hot to deal with Dabi right now.
Word count: 3048
notes: yandere, kidnapped reader, past mentions of bondage and abusive behavior
You didn’t think it was possible for a person to sweat this much, yet here you are: sprawled out on the worn mattress, tangled in freezer-cooled sheets that warm all too quickly underneath you; drenching your skin and the sheets and the mattress and probably the damn coils inside it with your sweat.
It’s. Too. Damn. Hot.
✩ FRIVOLITY & COMPROMISE ✩
quote: ran's thumb shifting to trace your bottom lip, humming, "why don't we show them how good you can be for me, hm ?" head cocked as you offered an open mouthed smile with an eager nod, "please," a whispered beg, ran's brows furrowing with a scoff, "fuck, you're so cute" his hand shifting to your cheek, stroking the smooth skin gently before setting a sharp snap across it, your head turning to the side, ran moving to soothe the sore spot as your eyes linked once more, "what do you say, doll ?" tone expectant, a soft smile adorning your lips, eyes round, "thank you, ran," purity painting the words as you spoke, ran nodding in response as another harsh slap landed on your cheek, just as hard, the impact bruising, a small whimper leaving your lips as you turned back with another gratitude filled vocation.
pairing: haitani brothers x reader x sanzu haruchiyo
warnings & notes:
18+ . dark content . pwp . smut . noncon . incest . drug use/force to use them . peer pressure . coercion . foursome (f/m/m/m) . oral . burning (via cigarettes) . praise . degradation . love bites . overstim . anal . humiliation . dacryphilia . hard dom ran . hard dom sanzu . switch rindou . verse rindou . insecure reader . obedient/overzealous reader . eagerness/obsession . heavy choking (reader almost passes out) . slapping . manhandling . handjob . ruined orgasm . they all get a turn with each other . pet names (“kid”, “princess”, “darling”, “baby”, “my love”, “doll”) . afab reader . reader’s sex is mentioned . reader’s gender is mentioned . proofread but there still may be some mistakes, enjoy <33
authors note:
this is a reupload and i’m honestly still so proud of this fic, like, i genuinely don’t know how this came out of my brain and how i pulled it off. literally one of my best works, i think. gold, truly. it was a blast to read through again, honestly, and i hope you enjoy it the way that i just did, lol! this fic is insane though…what’s not happening ?! lol
dulcet tones bathed the dimly lit living area in which you relaxed, your figure sinking deeper into the cool leather of the couch as you succumbed to the serenity which threatened to consume you. warmed by the heat of ran's body, your nape propped up against his shoulder, cold metal meeting your lips as you shifted to take, yet another, lazy swig of the beer you'd been given, eyes fluttering shut as you swallowed, a gentle sigh leaving your chest.
the artistic shards hanging from the ceiling offering kaleidoscopic views along the wooden floorboards, now clouded with smokey fumes, as sanzu took another drag of his joint. monotony seeping back in at a leisurely pace as your buzz began to slow, "she's coming down, ran~" he spoke though a sigh from the opposing couch, three fingers wrapped tightly around his drink, pointing with his index.
ran's delicate fingers wrapping around your chin at the alert, meeting your hazy gaze with a coo, "how're you feeling, baby ?" tone gentle, tucking loose strands of misplaced hair behind your ear, "a little tired," you spoke, a soft smile curling your lips, "yeah ?" mirroring your expression as he moved to fiddle with the small baggy laying beside him, earning a fatigue filled nod from you, in response, "is that okay ?" eyes rounding as you questioned, meeting gentle lavender, once more, as he turned to you, "it usually would be, baby, but not tonight," gesturing to the two men opposing you both, "we've got company."
bringing the bag's content to his lips, "c'mere," ran pressing his to yours in a gentle kiss, a small gasp leaving your chest, ran's lips curling into a smirk against yours as his tongue slipped into your mouth, the weight of a small pill sitting heavy on your tongue manifesting.
the connection soon severed, replaced by his beer can, earning a small whine as your eyes rounded, "drink up, doll," ran's hand tipping it further and further back, washing down the drug with ease. a clumsy hand shifting to lightly cup his as you quickly swallowed the, seemingly never ending, drink, brows furrowed. some of the liquid failing to make it into your mouth, instead slipping past the corners of your lips, ran's tongue cleaning the small mess as he met you, once again, in a kiss.
"good job, baby," the words grazing your lips as he deepened it, pushing your form back against the couch with a hand to your chest, fingers drifting to the nape of your neck before slipping between your locks. his tongue slipping between your lips with little effort as crimson painted your skin, heartbeat growing in pace as your blood began to rush, the unabashed, everlasting gaze of the pair opposing you peeling the layers of your clothing off. your hands pawing at your boyfriend’s chest in prudence as your mind began to race, "ran..." whispering with downturned eyes, earning a raised brow from the man, "company..."
ran letting out a scoff at the suggestion, looking to the pair with a roll of the eyes, "do you guys mind ?" tone rhetorical, yet expectant, "not at all," rindou replied with a slight shake of the head, a small smirk resting on his lips as he turned to sanzu, the man nodding in agreement, "i mean, i wouldn't even mind watching the entire show," with a shrug and a chuckle.
face contorting at the words, "you're perverted," you whispered, "the best around," he replied, smugly, sharing a laugh with the others at the remark, ran's hand shifting to your thigh, offering a squeeze, "it's either they watch or they join, doll," his tone oddly calm despite the content of the statement, your gaze shooting to him at the words in a matter that was anything but, bewilderment clouding your orbs, "it's really up to me," he continued.
brows sewing, "don't you mean it's up to me ?" quivery piercing through your speech as a spiked cocktail of mystification and apprehension coated your skin. ran shook his head, "no, actually, i don't," he corrected, a gentle thumb padding your cheek as his eyes washed over your facial features, "because you'd do anything to please me, wouldn't you ?" your gaze shifting between both of his eyes, a silent plead in which he understood, yet refused to answer, breath catching in your throat.
cotton filled your mouth as your brain attempted to process the query, spine stiffening as words failed you, cement sitting heavy in your stomach as a blanket of hopelessness bred taciturnity, ran's stare hardening in the face of your stillness. his head beginning to nod in persuasion, the act causing your heart the clench as his gaze darkened, warning swimming violently in, what was once tranquil, violet waters as ran urged you to mirror, your head dipping under the realisation that refusal was futile, "good girl," speech carrying a thick mist of confidence as he smiled, "and this would give me great pleasure, doll," the words dripping in sincerity as he spoke.
a sense of vulnerability haunted your being, a hailing storm wracking your chest as, what felt like dozens of, eyes ravaged your body, tearing skin from bone as your body laid bare before them. a ravenous hunger possessing the men, seemingly withholding them from sanity as they drank in your goosebump ridden form, licking their lips in wait.
ran's sentiment rang true, however, your heart having been served to him on a silver platter long ago, with the intention of accepting the fate of his whims. your overzealous nature manifesting a spiked collar around your neck, it's chain clutched in ran's palm, this being the first time he had ever given the lead a tug, due to the more agreeable manner you usually sported.
your body, signed away to him with a simple kiss, the marks littering your skin, his gifts that you wore with pride, ran's cologne, your oxygen. each word ran uttered was a cliff in which you happily hung, his praises, poetic letters etched into your skin. he, being the sole reason your blood remained flowing, a clenched hand plunged into your chest as he manually pumped the organ. your own gripping nothing but a rag as you shined his shoes, looking up to him on the pedestal in which you placed him, albeit not to his disproval, thorny crown weighing heavy on his head.
you sought his approval like a wounded kitten in search for care, and that's exactly what you were when he first met you, it was in his benevolent nature to nurse you back to health and keep you in his care, and you were more than willing to stay.
he was the fix you injected into your skin as you rose each day, and you were his.
just the thought of hands that weren't that of the one you loved tracing your figure had your stomach churning, eyes burning as tears began to well, "but, i-i don't want to..." glossy lips protruding in a pout, lids falling shut as they fell, "oh, i know, baby, i know," cooing at the sight, ran padding away the tears.
plagued with the inability to never quite grasp the vastness of ran's devotion to you, just the thought alone spiking discomfort within your bones, the meticulous groundwork it had taken to organise this arrangement on ran's part would probably remain hidden within it’s roots.
ran's perception of you was something he refused to believe was bathed in rose, your features faultless, skin like glass, scars painted gold like a piece of kinstugi that ran had kept for display only. a delicate soul in which ran's had fatefully interwoven, in which he pledged to take care. he lacked the imbecilic tendencies to place such a treasure under the rule of those he wouldn't trust with his own life, something he cherished far less.
life, however, proved to be unpredictable, it's non-linear path, something ran had discovered with age. your very presence beside the man, still something he couldn't quite fathom, the idea of having a girl to call his own, creating a dip beside him on the couch in his apartment, something that had felt unattainable, yet it reigned true and it was his reality. with that, came changes, his frivolous escapades of sharing women with his brother and best friend having to come to a harsh pause in the name of commitment, much to their dismay.
this was a compromise.
"but i want you to," eyes batting, lashes wet and clumped as you met violet, "don't you want to be a good girl for me, hm ?" your weary silence earning a cock of the head and a challenge filled brow raise from the man, "of course, i do, but-" the cut off words mumbled, "that's what i thought, and don't you trust me ? you know i'd never hurt you, baby," a sigh leaving your chest as he spoke, "i know, it’s just..." taking a beat, lips tucking between your teeth, "i'm yours, ran..." the words whispered, rose dusting your cheeks as you spoke.
an echo of coo's from the men as ran's eyes rounded, "aw, my love," shifting you to his lap, knees on either side of his hips, your cheeks cupped in his palms, "you are, doll, and you'll be mine forevermore," setting a kiss to your lips, as his hands dropped to your thighs, rubbing them, "nothing they do to you tonight could ever change that fact, okay ?" tone gentle, your head dipping in a nod.
"you crying, darling ?" sanzu questioned, a gentleness coating his tone as your gaze linked, body turned, "c'mere," waving you over. ran could feel the tensing of your muscles around his waist, setting a soothing pat to the thigh as you spun back around to meet him, ran offering an approving nod as you gathered yourself for a moment, rising to your feet.
shifting to stand before sanzu, your body remained stiff under his watch, the picture inciting a chuckle from rindou as sanzu spoke through a smile, "don't be afraid, darling," gesturing to the cushion between the two, "take a seat, we don't bite," though your frame remained stagnant, mind urging you to move, body denying you, your gaze shifting back to ran's, "go ahead, doll," a soft smile curling his lips as your body finally obliged under his word, the fit a bit snug as both of the men's legs spread wide.
"and i thought you liked us, anyway," rindou spoke, mind flicking through all of the moments you'd spent gaming and cooking together, especially the time when you'd gotten permission from ran to backpack on sanzu's bike.
ran's blood poisoned with regret the moment he saw the view of your arms wrapped snugly around his best friends waist, that particular night resulting in ran getting his bike out of the shop at the soonest possibility. jealously gnawed at his insides, twining his heart in thorn, and though he had never admitted it, you all knew. you'd practically drowned him in apologies afterwards due to your ignorance, guilt blooming and making a home in the garden of your gut, your skin holding the branding of frustration and ire you'd begged him to unburden himself of, with a smile the next morning.
"the fuck did you do to her, ran ?" sanzu's brows knitting with a smirk, "you've got her so goddamn smitten with you, you're not slipping her shit to keep her complaint, are you ?" the joke earning an eye roll from the man, and a gasp from you, your hand softly swatting sanzu's knee, "he would never!" you pushed, your gaze shifting to your lover’s, softening, "he doesn't need to," a gentle smile, "and i do like you guys! a lot, it's just..." words trailing off, your fingers playing with a loose thread in your skirt, "nervous ?" sanzu finished for you, the words fanning against your neck as his lips neared your skin, your heartbeat rising, downturned orbs lifting to meet your boyfriend’s, desire heavy in his as he admired the scene before him, unfold.
"there's no need to be," sanzu spoke, "you're in good hands, isn't she, rin ?" the man humming in response, as he pushed your hair to your back, "of course, kid, we'll be gentle," your skin pebbling as his lips met the warmth of your neck, a sharp gasp falling from you as your muscles seized up, rindou continued, setting on a trail up and over your jawline before meeting you in a kiss.
lips frozen, rindou pulling away for but a moment, "give in, kid," the words dripping in need, swallowed as you finally began to move, rindou's hands shifting to your legs, repositioning you on his lap as he rose, lips never parting as your arms hung over his shoulders, his hands beneath your thighs as he blindly moved.
"so eager," sanzu spoke through a scoff as he downed the rest of his drink, "always is," ran spoke as they both followed behind. the portrait of your body pushed against the plush sheets of ran's bed, his brother hovering over your form with heavy breaths, greeting the men as they entered, sanzu opting to take a seat on the armchair which faced the bed, ran taking to observing the two with a critical eye, as he always did with his brother, from his feet.
rindou's fingers slipped beneath your shirt, a sharp intake of breath as his cold and wet met your warmth, the condensation his beer can produced, still coating his digits as they trailed up your chest. cupping your breast, rindou's mouth parting from you as you let out a breath, blood running hot, his thumb lightly drifting over your nipple, earning another gasp in turn as he shifted to rid you off your shirt with a tug, your shared garments soon a collected pile on the floor.
heels digging into the backs of his thighs, rindou took you in, splayed beneath him with a glassy, doe-eyed stare, bottom lip tucked between your teeth in wait, blush powdering your cheeks as he scoured the image to memory. violet and amethyst sewed through his hair, weighty bangs lightly curtaining his heavy, lust filled gaze, in which, was intently fixed on your expressions.
rindou's thumb pressed lightly against your heat, a breathy gasp slipping past your lips as he began to circle, his hands shifting to the backs of your thighs, unable to keep himself from pleasure any longer. a harsh push to your knees as they met your chest in a fold, rindou lining himself up to you, despite the lack of preparation, "wait-" the plea cut off as his lips met yours, slowly sinking into you inch by inch, barely giving you a second to breathe, let alone adjust, before setting a harsh pace.
rindou's head hung heavy, his hips kissing yours in rough pecks as he moved, "he's gotten better," sanzu commented from his place on the armchair, "sloppy, but better," with a shrug, "he's lucky she can handle it," ran replied through a sigh, "slow down, brother," his tone sharp, authoritative, "she's not going anywhere," rindou's core tensing under the scrutiny, letting out a controlled breath as rose dusted his cheeks, "bare with him for me, doll, this satyromaniac can never seem to handle himself," ran spoke, a soft moan leaving his brothers lips as he complied, "yes, brother," rindou replied through a suppressed groan, his movements becoming bearable.
lavender washed over rindou's skin as his brother surveyed the scene, ran's judgment potent, a fervent desire to earn the merit of his praise clouding rindou's mind as he attempted to collar the ravenous hunger that wracked his form. his actions growing calculated as he pumped you, head dipping as his brows furrowed, arms flexing as he contained himself, breathing through the slowed movements, "better," ran's tone laced in satisfaction, a soft smile curling rindou's features at the words, "thank you, brother," through a moan as ran's attention shifted to you.
"you doing okay, kid ?" gaze softening as fingers raked though your hair, offering a staggered nod in response, "i'm close...can-" the words becoming lodged in the back of your throat, suffocating, as a mewl slipped past your lips. a smirk sewed ran's features as he let out a chuckle, "do you want to cum on my brothers cock, baby ?" tease heavy in his tone, the vulgar words burning your cheeks as your eyes fluttered shut. "please, ran..." a whisper embroidered in shame as you pleaded, the sight inciting a laugh from the man as he nodded, "go ahead, princess," the words propelling you over the edge as you met your high with a crash, rindou's thumb moving slightly faster as he worked you through it, "good girl," ran spoke, setting a soft kiss to your cheek.
ran's gaze falling back to his brother's, rindou's form only seconds away from buckling as he continued to pump you, breathing growing jagged as ran's head cocked in expectance. rindou's lip tucking between his teeth as he collected himself, a gentle sigh leaving his chest as he asked, "can i, brother ?" crimson painting his skin as he uttered the words, gaze remaining downturned, unable to hold his brother's, the ignominy of the query cloaking him.
ran rose from his crouched position, hand shifting to smooth his brothers hair with a smile, "of course, you can, rin," setting a few pats to his cheek as rindou continued, "thank you," through gritted teeth as his muscles grew tense, pace beginning to quicken and harshen, as he chased his high. slipping out just in time, his cock falling into his palm as he continued to work himself, a small twitch as he finally reached it, eyes fluttering shut as deep groans slipped past his lips, his milky essence releasing in ropes as it landed on ran's skin.
the thin substance illuminating off of ran’s bare chest, climbing up and over his neck, the trail of his brother ending at his lips, ran's flesh now glossy and coated. the matter, seemingly, absorbing, shifting to ivy in his veins as ran's features remained stoic, lips thinned as sanzu let out a laugh, rindou's mouth falling agape at the sight, hand hovering over his mouth as his eyes rounded. "fuck, i'm so sorry," rindou's tone lightly wrapped in amusement, a giggle slipping past his lips as he shifted to position himself before the man, "here, let me," bending slightly to meet his brothers skin with his tongue.
rindou's touch meeting ran's hips, coating his tongue with his own seed as he tracked a thick, solid strip up ran's chest, tasting himself in each divot of his brothers body. setting flowery, apologetic pecks along ran's skin before finishing at his lips, swiping at the gloss, "i'm really sorry, brother," sincerity potent in his words, a twinge of anxiety seeping through the crevices as their breath's mixed. ran's reserve only breeding more unease as his lips curled into a smile, rindou's nerves melting as their lips met once more, ran's fingers threading through the strands resting at the nape of rindou's neck, deepening the kiss.
rindou's hands flew to ran's chest, flattening as a rough grip tightened around his cock, ran swallowing rindou's suprised moan, "show me just how sorry you are, brother," rindou’s rounded eyes meeting ran’s for just a moment, the sight earning a smile from ran as their lips met once more, rindou's taste heavy on ran's tongue as he began to pump him.
immersion held your senses hostage as the affair unfolded before you, the engraved inking they shared aligning in a pictorial view, that of which fit for a sculptor. the film of sweat veiling their skin offering ripples of light, a moment meant to be captured in immortality.
heavy breath falling from your lips as your heartbeat spiked, thighs rubbing together as your lips parted, movements stilled by a grip to your knee, "distracted, darling ?" shades of bubblegum meeting you as sanzu parted your legs, a knowing smile sewing his features, his clothes now a sad pile on the floor amongst yours and rindou's.
"excuse ran, he's pretty critical when it comes to his brother's performance," annotating with a shrug, setting soft strokes to your tousled strands, "he's never like that with you, is he, darling ?" shifting to hover over you, earning a shake of your head as he lined himself up, "no, he isn't..." a trailed off whisper, something only he could hear, the words curling his lips as he hummed, "and why would he be, you're practically perfect," azure washing over your features as cherry bloomed across your cheeks, "o-oh, thanks..." meek laugh transitioning into a moan as he slipped into you.
rindou's face contorting in a whine, the melodic tune seizing your gaze as sanzu began to move, rindou's hands setting a loose grip to ran's biceps as he steadied himself, "no, no, i-" a fervent shake of his dipped head, swallowing thickly, "i can't, i-" a sharp tut snipping his words, "yes, you can, rin," a harsh squeeze to rindou's cock, ran's thumb drifted over the tip, his free hand shifting to rindou's face, raising his gaze, "and you will."
rindou's aching frame yearned for the friction to cease, the pharmaceutical cocktail running through his veins, heightening his senses, yet a sick part of him craved for release, all the same. his head falling to the crook of his brothers neck, "no, ran...please," whispered words through jagged breaths as ran's shoulder grew wet, a scoff falling from his lips, "so that's all it takes to bring you to tears these days, huh ?" tone drenched in disgust as ran's face contorted, sniffles echoing in his ear as rindou continued, "fucking pathetic," the words spat.
gentle kisses traced your neck, sanzu's teeth grazing your skin, a cluster of love bites blooming across the area, deepening in shade by the second. sanzu's gaze trailed yours with a breathy laugh, pulling you from your charmed state, "i think she's enjoying the show, guys," a smirk sewing his features as he announced, the words spotlighting you as your gaze met his, brows knitting as your eyes rounded, "have you forgotten that i can feel each and every one of your reactions, darling ?" the vocation painting your cheeks in red, a chuckle slipping past ran's lips at the alert.
ran's lips curling, "seems like she's just as perverse as you are, haru," earning a chuckle from the man, "seems like it," your gaze falling from the two, "i-i'm sorry..." the muttered words, clumsy, chagrin offering a mask over your face. "apologies are worthless when you still can't stop yourself from stealing glances," a chuckle as his fingers curled around your jaw, turning your attention to the men as his teeth grazed your ear, "though, i never did permit you to stop, did i, darling ?"
ran's fingers tightening around rindou's hair, pulling him from the crook of his neck by the scruff, presented with a hooded gaze, reddened eyes framed with wet lashes, tear stained cheeks sporting blossom, laboured breaths passing through glossy lips, the sight rendering you dazed. sanzu's moan muffled by your skin as you clenched, his lips dancing across your collarbone as he marked you, a calloused thumb working through your folds as your core tightened. sanzu's head dipping into the crook of your neck as you did so, cheeks tinting as his movements quickened, setting harsh pecks to your hips with his own as he meet you in a kiss. your hands tangling through sakura as he set a harsh grip to your hips, pushing you further into the plush of the sheets, chesty moans forming with each stroke.
rindou's gaze raking over your figure, the thin sheen of sweat covering your skin, offering a sense of luminosity that was novelesque, his stomach tensing as your face contorted gracefully under sanzu's touch. ran's sight falling to the place in which you and his friend linked, sanzu's grip bruising your skin as he worked, before lifting to your face, lips locked, eyes shut as sanzu swallowed your sounds. pulling away for a moment, gaze linking with your lovers, eyes rounded as your high neared, words failing you. a smirk curling ran's lips as he offered a nod, a sigh leaving your chest as the knot in your core snapped, sanzu continuing to pump you through it before pulling out.
"i could do something really funny right now," through an open mouthed smirk, ran's gaze meeting his in a scowl, "yeah, and then you'd be dead," through half of a laugh, a twinge of warning laced within the words, "i swear, haruchiyo," ran's hand moving to sheild his face as sanzu aimed, a shared chuckle slipping past their lips, "i'm kidding," sanzu spoke as he came undone, painting your stomach with his essence, "i'm in a good mood today," with a lazy shrug, "oh, how honoured, i am," ran replied, the words dripping in sarcasm.
"you're close, aren't you ?" the question more rhetorical than anything, having honed the ability to pick up on his brother's tells, rindou's head falling into the crook of his neck, once more, with a, "fuck..." verifying the sentiment. rindou's sounds setting vibrations along ran's skin, “please, ran..." plea adorning a cherry, rindou's voice shifted to more of a whine as he drawled, his breathing growing more erratic.
"please, what ?" ran's query doused in tease as rindou begged, sweat veiled skin now wet with tears as they continued to roll, tendrils sticking to the mixture, "can i-" a sharp intake of breath as ran's pace sped, rindou shooting up from his shoulder with rounded eyes, pants quickening, "cum, please ?" through a choked moan.
ran offering a hum as he pondered for a moment, "what kind of brother would i be if i denied you, hm ?" a gentle smile, "of course, you can," the words grazing rindou's lips as he let out a relief filled breath, fingers combing through ran's hair as they met in a kiss, rindou's hips jerking as he attempted to move under the overstimulation, soft winces coating his throat, ran happily swallowing the sounds.
lips soon parting as rindou's head dipped, goosebumps peppering his skin, and as he reached the verge of his climax, he felt nothing at all, ran's hand fell from him in an instant.
rindou's brows furrowing at the lack of stimulation, eyes rounding, "no-" and as rindou's hand shifted to finish the work, ran set a harsh grip around his wrist with a wicked curl of the lips, "please, ran..." tear stricken as his yearn fell on deaf ears, "and what do you say ?" ran's head cocking as he was met with a wet lipped pout.
rindou's gaze downturned as he spat, "fuck you," his cheek soon stinging as his head snapped to the side, a harsh finger around his chin forcing him to meet his brothers gaze once more, "so close, try that again," tone laced with a balance of warn and mockery, rindou's lips tucking between his teeth as he bit back the new wave of tears that his lashes fought heavily against, "t-thank you," the words sputtered, ran hand dropping with a harsh shove to rindou's face, "attaboy," hand smoothing over his brothers hair, "that's more like it."
"don't you think you're being a little too hard on him, ran ?" sanzu spoke, amusement heavy in his tone as he sifted through ran's bedside table, earning a hum from the man, "what do you think ?" ran's gaze falling to his brother’s, setting a gentle palm to rindou's cheek, soothing the sore spot, the simple touch decaying the barrier rindou's lashes created, cheeks growing wet, once more. "you're mean," rindou sniffled, bottom lip tucked between his teeth, the words inciting a laugh between ran and sanzu, "oh, is that so ?" ran spoke through a chuckle, "you don't think you deserved to face repercussions for what you pulled ?" rindou's shoulders lifting in a shrug, eyes drifting to sanzu in wait, "c'mere, rin," waving the man over, a bottle of lube clutched in his hand as he turned to ran, "you think this is the face of someone who deserves to be punished, ran ?" sanzu's tone laced in disappointment, a loose arm around rindou's neck as he pulled him closer in gesture.
rindou eyes rounding in innocence, "he's your baby brother, for crying out loud," a tut, the argument earning a roll of the eyes from the man, in turn, "exactly, it's up to me to teach him right from wrong, no ?" ran proposed, the words waved off by sanzu as he turned to rindou, the act inciting a scoff from the other.
sanzu's thumbs padding at rindou's cheeks as he wiped away the tears, "he's such a dick," rindou whispered, words wet with pout, "brothers always are, my dear," sanzu spoke through a chuckle, "i can hear you," ran's amused reply going on ignored as sanzu continued "do you think you've got another one in you ?" he questioned, pushing rindou's curtaining bangs out of his eyes, "i can try," the words earning a smile, "and that's why i like you so much, darling," setting a grip to rindou's wrist as he took to the armchair once more.
rindou's back was pushed to sanzu's chest, sanzu's coated fingers taking to prepping the former, drawing circles over his heat before dipping in, the act inciting a whine from the other, "haru..." a breathy moan as sanzu continued to pump him. "use your words, rin," sanzu advised, his digits curling and parting within rindou's core, "fuck me..." eyes fluttering shut as humility seeped through his pores, ignominy shrouding his form in a dark mist as his gaze fell, "please, haru..." the words barley a whisper as he trailed off, the sorry display earning a chuckle from the man, "who would i be to refuse such an earnest plead, hm ?" tease heavy on his tongue, sanzu setting a few pats to rindou's thigh, "go ahead, darling," a small sigh falling from rindou's chest at the permission, lips twitching in a curve upward, "thank you," as he shifted to lower himself on sanzu's cock.
"you've been so good for me tonight, doll," whispered words paired with a wandering gaze as his eyes raked you, his fingers shifting to finally rid himself of his garments, "such a mess," a coo, faux sympathy echoing thorough the noise. violet washing over your fatigue ridden frame, claw marked, love bitten and cum stained, "you're not too worn out for me, are you, doll ?" the query knitting your brows as you rose to a sit, frantic hands finding ran's cheeks, "no, no, never," tone reassuring, zeal offering licks within your fiery gaze, "please...make me feel like i'm yours again, ran," the weighty plead setting a glow in ran's chest, warming as fervour and avidity burned through your palms, ran's cheeks rosing with a smirk, "how precious," lips meeting yours, ran set a hand to your chest, pushing your form back into the sheets as your lips moved, ran swallowing the sounds you offered as he obliged your plead, sinking into you.
sanzu's lips parting from rindou's skin, a smile forming as he observed his work, the flowery bouquet of bruising marks blossoming along his shoulder blades, deepening in shade as sanzu's hand reached around the man's front. rindou's steady pace staggering to a halt as a harsh grip met his core, a hiss falling from his lips at the contact, "you were doing so well," sanzu spoke through a dissatisfied tut, "what's wrong ?" tease dripping from the words. rindou, only able to manage a jagged shake of the head, "too much-" through gritted teeth, the words blurted as sanzu began to set soft strokes. "what's too much ?" head cocking as he prodded, "this ?" tightening his grip, a thumb circling over the tip, a shudder coursing beneath rindou's skin, his head dipping in a breathy whine, "your body is saying otherwise," sanzu continued. rindou's nails burrowed into the armrests as his teeth grit, form unmoving as a tut resounded, sanzu's lips grazing his ear in a whisper, "keep going, rin," taunting.
rindou's muscles tensed under the pressure of the dual stimuli, thoughts knotting as his mind fell void of anything but sanzu, jaw falling open like a dog as ecstasy claimed his veins, servility eclipsing his eyes like contacts as sanzu's hand fell still. rindou's hips raising with a tight jaw, movements snail-like, face contorting with a wince as he slipped into sanzu's grip before settling back down again, sanzu burying deep within his core. serrated exhales paired with furrowed brows as rindou gathered his bearings, a sharp snap falling to his thigh, "you can do better than that," sanzu nudged, a whine falling from rindou's chest as he took a breath, soon obliging the man's wishes.
sanzu's fingers drifted to the nearby coffee table, sifting through the cigarette box, lining one between his lips, the sharp clicks of the lighter resounding through the room as he started it, a hearty sigh leaving his chest after a long drag. pushing the mouthpiece to rindou's lips, sanzu guided his form to his chest once more, head resting on sanzu's shoulder, "calm down, rin," he purred. rindou's movements growing stagnant, a deep inhale slowing his previously rapid breaths as his muscles loosened, sanzu taking another drag, "i hate cigarettes," rindou mumbled, sanzu humming in turn, "yet, you love the marks that they create," amused.
sanzu's thumb drifting over rindou's nipple, earning a shudder in return, sanzu chuckling, in turn, as he rested the budding ash against it, a sharp hiss falling from rindou's chest, "aw, i know, darling, it hurts, doesn't it ?" sanzu cooed. rindou's head dipping forward once more with a meek nod, "do you want me to stop ?" he questioned with a cock of the head, smirk sewing his features, "n-no, please..." rindou mustered, "i can take it," fatigue showering rindou's form as he began to move again. sanzu's hand dusting over rindou's wounds, removing the excess before offering another to his back, bridging the gaps between the healed and scarred ones already littering the canvas.
"it's kind of pathetic that you can't get off unless it's to something really fucked up, don't you think, rin ?" the prod met with a tut and a roll of the eyes, "fuck off," rindou pushed through a hiss, a laugh falling from sanzu's lips, in turn. heat coating rindou's skin, once more, as sanzu burned him, burying deeper as his skin seared, a wince falling from rindou's lips as the sensation continued, worsening by the second as sanzu refused to lift it. face contorting as his body doubled over, a cry resounding, "fuck, i'm sorry, i'm sorry," the words rushed and strained as sanzu's lips curled into a smirk with a hum. rindou's core tightening as sanzu set his skin ablaze, movements quickening as his skin pebbled, back arching as he glazed his skin in his own essence, the feeling of release coaxing moans from his throat as relief loosened his muscles. the remnants coating sanzu's fingers as he worked him through the high that had been kept from him, rindou's head falling to sanzu's shoulder with slowing breaths, "do you feel better now ?" sanzu setting gentle kiss to his shoulder as his fingers pushed past his lips, rindou's seed sitting heavy on his own tongue as he cleaned sanzu with a hum and a nod. "you did well, kid," a soft smile adorning his features as he spoke, tone light, "do you want to help me finish ?" rindou offering another lazy nod, shifting to move his hips again, "no, not like that," sanzu directed, "on your knees, for me."
rindou's back lifted from sanzu's chest as he slowly dismounted, a sense of emptiness embracing him as he fell to his knees, his fingers wrapping around sanzu's cock. grip tightening, a hiss slipping through sanzu's lips as rindou set gentle kisses along the shaft, peppering the tip before his flattened tongue licked a strip along the protruding vein on the underside. sanzu's head fell back against the cushion, rindou's gaze ceasing the peel as sanzu's stomach muscles tightened, his fingers curling through purple as he tugged on rindou's strands, guiding his movements.
ran's thumb continued to abuse your bundle of nerves, unrelenting thrusts earning a bounce with each moment of impact that he offered, the arduous pendulum that sat heavy in your chest swinging between euphoria and torment as your gaze drifted between ran and the two men on the armchair. "you're taking me so well, doll" the words meeting your cheek in a gentle kiss, your stomach tightening as a finger around the chin diverted your attention back to ran, "i can't hold your attention anymore," a tut with a raised brow, "don't tell me that you like them better than me, now, doll" turbulence clouding your eyes as they grew feverish under the scrutiny, "no, no, of course not, ran, never!" pushed through jagged breaths, "i'm yours...forevermore," gaze darting over his expression as his lips curled, a relief filled sigh falling from your chest as he responded.
ran's thumb shifting to trace your bottom lip, humming, "why don't we show them how good you can be for me, hm ?" head cocked as you offered an open mouthed smile with an eager nod, "please," a whispered beg, ran's brows furrowing with a scoff, "fuck, you're so cute" his hand shifting to your cheek, stroking the smooth skin gently before setting a sharp snap across it, your head turning to the side, ran moving to soothe the sore spot as your eyes linked once more, "what do you say, doll ?" tone expectant, a soft smile adorning your lips, eyes round, "thank you, ran," purity painting the words as you spoke, ran nodding in response as another harsh slap landed on your cheek, just as hard, the impact bruising, a small whimper leaving your lips as you turned back with another gratitude filled vocation.
ran's hand raised once more, a small wince falling from your lips as he neared your skin with speed, your body recoiling slightly. ran letting out a chuckle as his thumb padded your reddening cheek, "don't flinch, baby," shaking his head as his bored into yours, "i'm sorry," you pushed, a sense of guilt knotting your chest as your teeth grit, his hand striking your skin again "that's it," he praised, "thank you."
setting a grip around your throat, ran pushed firmly on each side, the pocket between his thumb and index pushing taut against the skin just under your chin as his hips moved once more, meeting yours in rhythmic snaps. your nails dug crescents in your palms as ran's hold worsened, tightening as your face grew deep in rose, offering nothing but blinks as your throat urged for release, ran's smirk blurring as your sight grew fuzzy, the curl of his lips causing you to clench around him, the reaction inciting a laugh from the man.
"she's going to pass out, ran," sanzu called out, earning a tut in response, "ah, but she likes it this way," ran replied, setting a few sharp pats to your cheek, "don't you, doll ?" ran's grip firm as he sank you deeper into the pillow, pressure multiplying as you offered a feeble attempt at a nod, your thumb shooting up in agreement instead, the sight erupting shared a laugh from of the two.
ran setting harsh kisses to your hips with his own as your core knotted, your hands patting at his forearm as your eyes rounded in plead, a smile curling his lips as he spoke, "cum for me, baby," the words unravelling you as you came undone on his cock, "fuck," relentless groans falling from ran's chest as you tightened around him, ran meeting his own high as you continued to milk him. ran, pumping you full of his seed before finally letting up, hand falling from your neck, a sharp intake of breath following as his lips met yours, swallowing your pants, "you did so well for me, baby," setting a soft thumb to your cheek, "my good girl," a gentle smile, lips meeting yours in another kiss as he slowly pulled out, settling beside you on the bed as that sour feeling of emptiness filled you, ran's gaze shifting to his brother before lifting to sanzu with a smirk.
"trained him well, didn't i ?" the cocky remark earning a roll of sanzu's eyes, "of course, you'd try to take the credit," his laugh transitioning into a soft moan as he hit that gummy spot at the back of rindou's throat once more. sanzu's threaded grip within rindou's locks tightening, rindou's choked wince coaxing another set of groans from the man as sanzu held him in place. tears rimming rindou's eyes as his throat fought against the act, sanzu's hips jerking as his core tightened, the movement earning a choke from rindou as sanzu came undone, rindou's smile, open mouthed as he pulled up to show the pool that sat heavy on his tongue. sanzu setting a padded thumb to the corners of his lips as he wiped at the excess, "good boy," cheeks dusting in the face of the roaring pride gleaming in rindou's glossy gaze.
“do you want to show your brother ?" he suggested, the man meeting you with his jaw dropped, wet, rounded eyes baring a home for fervency, his skin holding a sweaty sheen as tendrils framed his face, your lips curling at the sight. "how sweet," ran cooed as sanzu set a gentle set of fingers through rindou's hair, fixing it as he permitted him to swallow, heat meeting rindou's collarbone as sanzu pressed the cigarette to his skin once more, putting it out, the action earning barely a wince as rindou gazed up at the man with a gentle smile.
sanzu's lips meeting rindou's in a gentle kiss, words grazing his lips, "you did such a good job, for me, darling," tone gentle as rindou connected them once more in another peck, "thank you, haru."
rindou rose before sanzu, shifting to the edge of the bed before falling to his knees once more, hands hooking around both of your legs, pulling you toward him as his gaze lifted to his brother's, "may i ?" he questioned, his eyes gesturing to your laying form. ran's brow raising in wait, urging him to continue, "c-clean her up ?" the words hushed and fast as flush danced across his cheeks, gaze downturned as a smile grossed ran's face at the offer, "by all means, brother," through a chuckle.
the fatigue hanging heavy on rindou's skin dissipating in the face of permission, hunger driven flames licking in his eyes as his tongue laid flat against the skin of your stomach, eagerly lapping at the remnants that sanzu had previously left. though, despite his bubbling excitement, his actions were gentle as he stood eye level with your core, gaze unyielding, seemingly entranced by the leaky image, blood rushing to your cheeks as your legs shifted to close in shame, ran shifting to catch one of your knee's before you could do so, sending a shard filled glare your way.
"i-i can't-" you pushed, "please don't..." shaking your head, panic sewing your features as your breathing grew in speed, ran's gaze softening at the frantic pleads, "oh, but you can, doll," he spoke, "you've got another one left in you, i'm sure of it," setting a gentle pat to your knee as he rose from his perch, taking to standing. "keep your legs open for me, doll," the words more of an order than a request as his fingers threaded through rindou's hair, "and you, get to work, already," pushing his brother head first into your abused core, a soft cry slipping past your lips as rindou's tongue flattened against you, head burying deeper into the pillow as he set kisses along your heat.
rindou's arms locked around your thighs, limiting your movements as sanzu took place beside you on the bed, offering soothing pets to your hair as your writhed. rindou’s tongue lapped at you, catching your nub between his lips with gentle sucks, an aimless cry leaving your chest at the aching sensation it brought. "please...please, stop..." the panted pleads falling on deaf ears as rindou continued, sanzu letting out a coo at the display, "it's okay, darling," he assured, lips grazing yours, "just try to focus on me," offering a gentle kiss as rindou's tongue slipped into you, the sweet cocktail that was you and his brother dancing on his tongue, sanzu swallowing your whimpers.
"use your fingers, rindou," ran ordered, rindou's digit slipping into you on command, pumping a few times before doubling the dosage, curling them. eyes falling shut with a squeeze, your lips fell from sanzu's, back arching off of the bed as another cry left your chest, ran's gaze honing in your contorting features, soon falling to his knees in aid. "you need to find her sweet spot," he advised through a sigh, fingers pushing past rindou's with little struggle, a sharp intake of breath all you could muster at the stretch, eyes rounding as you watched ran expertly guide his brother to that gummy spot, that of which, you could never reach, "do you feel that ?" ran questioned, rindou nodding, "yes, brother," a smile, "good, keep hitting there and she'll go wild," as he slipped out, rising to his feet, once more.
rindou continued as advised, mouth meeting you, once more, as his fingers moved, a heavy sense of hopelessness coating your skin as you turned to sanzu, eyes wet with plead, "you're doing so well for us, darling" he spoke, a light hand grazing your cheek as he cupped your face, "please, s-stop..." a desperate whine, earning a tut, his gaze raking over your fucked out features in delight, "oh, but you're such fun," shifting hair from your face with a coo, "and really close," ran added, your body beginning to tense on cue as he pushed rindou's head in further, "work faster," he advised, rindou doing just so and you were soon coming undone on his tongue, writhing under his touch. the man setting soft kisses to your core as you came down, soothing rubs to your thigh as your breathing shallowed. rindou continuing his trail north, peppering your chest with pecks, your nipple catching between his teeth before he met your neck, setting a kiss to your lips, offering the mixed essences of all those surrounding you, "see, you could do it, baby," rindou spoke, through a smile.
✩ MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I’M YOURS AGAIN ✩
quote: gummy walls tightening around the thick of his shaft, tomura's brows knitting together as the coil nestling at the pit of his stomach slowly came undone, hips staggering, painting your warmth with his pearly seed, inscribing the story of your shared love on your walls like a parietal painting.
pairing: tomura shigaraki x reader
warnings & notes:
18+ . dark content . smut . angst . hurt/comfort . detailed descriptions of SA . mentions of a knife . reader held at knifepoint . reader having a mental breakdown . heavy suggestions of reader struggling mentally . detailed fight scene (tomura beating someone’s ass) . deeply insecure reader . they’re both just trying to navigate complex emotions . a whole lot of guilt & self blame . slight victim blaming . soft dom tomura . protective tomura . passionate sex . codependency . requited clinginess . praise . tomura just being a sweetheart . pet names (“baby”, “my love”, “princess”) . afab reader . reader’s sex is mentioned . proofread but there still may be some mistakes, enjoy <33
authors note:
this fic is super self indulgent, i am the reader, the reader is, indeed, me, lol. it took me much longer than usual to complete, and in turn it is probably one of my longest fics yet, lol. but im happy with how it turned out, i literally daydreamed (basically me writing/directing a movie in my brain, im not sure if that’s the right term…but i do it quite frequently) this fic for like 6 hours straight from start to finish the other day and it kept replaying in my mind like a movie ever since. i needed to get it out and written down, and i wanted to do it justice, so here it is. i hope you enjoy it, and i hope i explained the complexity of their emotions and the turmoil they faced well. thanks for reading <33
(+1000 aura points to you if you caught my shrek reference)
"you can't be serious..." the question was drawled as tomura gave your outfit a once over, a slight quirk in his brow, earning a pout in response.
"what's wrong with it ?" you whined, feet shifting beneath you as you twirled, "isn't it cute ?" a sweet smile dawning your glossy lips.
tomura's eyes softened, "it is," he confirmed, "very, very cute, too cute, even," gaze resting on your upper thighs, raking over the length of them in the reflection before shifting to where your skirt cut off at the back, just beneath the curve of your ass.
sighing softly with a troubled expression, "look, i wouldn't mind you wearing this if i were coming along with you, but you're seriously thinking of going out in that all alone ? to a party, no less...you'll be getting all sorts of unwanted attention from the weirdos plaguing that place."
your hands fiddled with the silver chain, attempting to clasp it behind your neck as you spoke, "tomura, in all my years of living, you're the only guy that's given me the time of day, let alone a double-take," the reality of it set a pang in your chest as you let out a soft, awkward laugh, "i'll be nothing but a fly on the wall at this party, i highly doubt anyone will try anything."
soft snowy locks swaying with a shake of his head, tomura rose from his perch on the armchair, gently shifting your hair to your front, hands replacing your own, "well, you'll do it for my peace of mind, won't you ?" gaze meeting yours in the reflection, hand smoothing over the skin of your back, "if you pick out the perfect piece, i suppose,” a small smirk rested on your features, tomura reading the playful glint in your eyes.
tomura sifted through the hangers, pulling out a long, brown, flowy skirt, "it's a party, tomura, not a church." shaking his head at your remark, "no, no, look," he took place behind you, laying the fabric against you, "pretty, no ?" eyes shifting from the skirt to your unimpressed ones in the reflection, "tomura..." cutting you off with an exasperated tutt, "fine, fine."
returning to his previous endeavour, "it's like you dress for the summer all year round," he mentioned, flicking through the plethora of mini skirts and dresses before him "fashion knows no weather, my dear," you replied, earning a laugh in response.
pulling out a pair of flare jeans, with hope filled eyes, "what about these ?" you shrugged, "it's a skirt kind of day" amused by your reply , "only you would come up with something like that, god, you're impossible."
"oh," you chirped, kneeling down "how about i wear some tights instead ? compromise ?" he hummed as you pulled open the drawer, "let's see them first," sifting through the load, you landed on two that would match your colour scheme, "yeah, well fishnets wont exactly help your cause," he remarked, "don't you have any of those normal ones ?" fingers combing through his locks as he watched.
"and threaten to ruin my ensemble ?" gasping, "not a chance." holding up both pairs as the man observed "pick your poison, tomura~" you joked a slight melody stringing the words together as tomura rolled his eyes, "these will do," seizing the fabric from your grip, he knelt on one knee as you rose, pulling the lace over your legs before taking place behind you, arms wrapped around your waist.
"i can change if you really want me to..." offering a faltering smile, guilt crept in for pushing back so hard, but tomura insisted, "i can take on anyone who dares touching you," setting a soft kiss to your exposed shoulder, "and i don't think i ever really want to go through your closet again, anyway," and you giggle at that.
"you remember the rules, yeah ?" he asks, earning an eager nod in return, "recite them."
"don't get too drunk," you held up a finger, "don't accept drinks from anyone, and guard my own," adding another finger, "keep my location on at all times, text you throughout the night and..." you grew quiet, "don't wander off too far from your friends" he piped in and you nodded, "but what if they're like…making out with someone ?" you questioned, "watch them,” he shrugged, "ew, pervert,” tutting, softly nudging your elbow into him and he laughed.
the air felt cold and void when he broke your embrace, the clock's incessant ticking toward your departure doing nothing to aid your growing anxiety about your separation with tomura for the night.
"are you sure you can't come with me ?" voice pleading as you trailed close behind him to the kitchen, "i wasn't invited, love," he swallowed thickly as the words left his cracked lips.
he wanted nothing more than to accompany you, the thought of being parted for so long having glass shards set in his stomach, tearing him to shreds from the inside out. yet, he pushed for your lonesome attendance, with the thought of you spending time and having a ball with the friends you adored so.
"im sure they'll let you in regardless," brows upturned, eyes soon to be wet with tears, "besides, i don't think security will be that tight, anyway..." placing an opened bottle of ukon no chikara in your hand, he lifted it to your lips tipping it as you swallowed.
"you know i'm just a phone call way, baby," he smiled, "and i can come and pick you up at anytime.”
placing the small, empty bottle on the counter, "well, you don't have to stay up if you're not coming along," you couldn't help the pout that formed, saturating your murmured words, "i could catch a ride with my friend or something."
raising your gaze with hooked finger beneath your chin, "you know i can't fall sleep without you, love, and i'm pretty sure i need to be awake to answer your messages," thumb shifting to gently stroke your cheek, "and i love your friends, truly, i do, but there's no way i'm letting them drive you home when they're drunk."
"i could get a taxi..." his brows furrowed at that, "and i’m sure they'd be just as bad as the creeps at the party, love."
nodding at the words, shifting to the balls of your feet, noses brushing together with a smile, your lips meeting in a gentle touch. his hand moving to the small of your back, pulling you closer as he deepened it, tongue pushing past your lips, the subtle taste of your cherry flavoured lipgloss accompanying it.
"i'll miss you," parting, your breath fanning against his lips as you spoke, "i'll miss you, too," he smiled softly.
"do you have everything you need ?" you hummed, moving to grab your small bag from the counter, handing it to him to look over, "and do you really need three lip products ?" he questioned through a breathy laugh as you plucked the lip gloss from his grasp, using the aid of your compact mirror to reapply it, "lip shades are like mood rings, tomura, they change with my emotions."
phone screen lighting up with a message, "she's here already ?" he questioned, failing to suppress the disappointment in his tone, earning a nod as he placed the device in your bag, following you to the front door as you slipped on your shoes.
turning to him, "how do i look ?" clammy hands smoothing over the fabric of your skirt, he neared you, tucking your hair behind your ear, "perfect," he smiled, eyes raking over your appearance, "absolutely perfect."
✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩
the music seemed to permeate through your eardrums, rattling in your head and you could feel the thumping of the bass in your chest as it played, the alcohol mellowing it out just enough for it to be enjoyable. your body felt loose as you swayed to the melodies, singing along amongst the crowd of perspiring bodies.
your friends had split as the party drew on, dotting around the oversized living area, hidden in corners and splayed on the leather couches at the centre of it all, preoccupied with their newfound love interests for the night, though you lingered near them.
as your buzz began to subside and the itch for another drink began to set in, your head spun, eyes scanning for a friend of yours to accompany you to fetch one, ruling out the few who had made their way to the second floor in hopes of finding an empty room, dwindling the group to just two, both who seemed to still be busy with the acts of exploring their dates bodies, your defeated sigh was unheard over the music as your feet shifted toward the kitchen.
the ceiling was just as tall as the ones you'd seen prior, the room almost soundproof as you closed the door behind you, warm lighting illuminating the dark oak of the cabinets and the hefty island that stood tall in the middle of it, housing a mix of opened half drunken bottles, crushed solo cups and beer cans as well as your bag.
the bright blue cooler almost shone in contrast, juxtaposed by the mahogany in which it rested upon and you reached in for another cider, before aiming to head out.
bumping harshly into the chest of another, you stumbled back, feeling a tight grip on your wrist and the deep, slightly slurry voice that followed, “my bad, are you alright ?" speech failing you, an eager nod was all you could manage, your gaze searing into his tight grip.
finger hooking under your chin, a large smirk growing as he gave you a once over, "well, what's a pretty little thing like you doing all alone at a party like this, hm ?" words laced in excitement, "your friends ditch you or something ? did you lose your way ?"
breath hitching, his touch soldering, blazing your skin, your mind fell numb, heart rate only rising as you attempted to voice back, "i..." the lump forming in your throat swallowed your sound, "i came to get a drink," you pushed, voice low, his gaze moving to the cider in your hand, as you pulled your confined wrist from his grip, "excuse me," head hung, you took a step to leave, the searing cuffs of his calloused hands forming it’s assault once more on your upper arm, grip bruising.
"oh, c'mon, don't deny a guy so harshly," tone grating, whining almost, "we can have some fun of our own," his voice deepened, slowly twisting your arm in his grasp, forcing you to meet him once more as you turned, the only solution to stop the growing discomfort and pain blossoming as you suppressed a cry, the can falling to the ground at the harsh tug.
"l-let me go!" yanking your arm toward you in order to free yourself, he only followed, chest slamming against yours, "eager, aren't we ?" he smirked.
stomach churning, the taste of copper sat heavy on your tongue as he placed a hand on your hip, his grip all but crushing. pushing your lower back against the island, his head dipping into the curve of your neck, "stop!" the attempted yell was more of a chirp, "i have a boyfriend!"
riled and raged, the man pulled back with an irritated sigh, lazily glancing around the empty space, "i don't see him," mocking bitterly.
the words set the fiery pit in your stomach ablaze as you continued, "he's on his way," you convinced, "just a few minutes until he arrives."
"well, i guess that earns us a few minutes to get this over with," you continued your aggressive attempt to break free, soon stilling as the sensation of a cold and sharp object made it’s presence, pushed up against your exposed stomach, "wouldn't you agree ?" lips grazing against your ear as he spoke, laughing softly, pulling back at your silence with a smile, "god, you're so much hotter once you shut the fuck up,” he sighed, eyes raking over your face, observing.
your breathing shallowed, almost diminishing completely as your face paled, his lips moving lazily against the soft flesh of your neck. animalistic groans almost reverberating on your smooth skin, teeth grazing harshly as he nibbled, his eyes shut tight. fingers inching up your thighs, crawling beneath your skirt, goosebumps rising in the trail of his vulgar touch.
the growing pit of repulsion and guilt in your stomach threatened to force up the drinks you'd had, and as your eyes glazed over, thoughts of tomura flooding your brain, the sensation of a sprouting rose deep in your heart followed, its unforgiving thorns shredding the pumping organ in it’s wake.
"s-stop..." you forced through a shaky breath, "please...you don't have to do this," pleading, he continued on, teeth grazing against you harshly, earning a pained whimper, "t-there are so many people here, there's gotta be someone who would jump at the chance to sleep with you tonight..." meeting you once more, eyes lidded, filled with need, the sight sending jagged shards of terror down your straightened spine, "you think ?" you nodded eagerly, "cute, but, the thing is i want to sleep with you tonight, so they're a little out of luck, aren't they ?" smirking, words filled with mockery and snark, as he looked toward the clock, "seems like your boyfriend is running a little late," tracing the flat edge of the cold weapon against the dip of your waist, "let's make the most of it, shall we ?" he whispered.
palms turning white, he gripped the glazed wooden slab tight with one hand as he rocked his hips into yours at a vigorous yet sloppy pace, the edged surface of the island bruising your lower back, his breath fanning against your ear as soft moans escaped his parted lips, head hung low.
"alastair, you in here ?" door swinging open, tufts of golden hair and amber eyes coming into view, "oh—" cutting his words short at the sight before him, analysing your position with a studied gaze, the man before you, alastair, shielding the weapon from the golden man's sight as he raised his head, "uh, we're about to play beer pong, wanna join ?" the two pairs of eyes now trained on you, "if you're not already busy, that is."
alastair hummed, face inching closer to yours, lips grazing your cheek as you turned away, "i'll be right there,” sighing, turning your gaze toward him once more with a harsh grip on your chin, "next time, sweetheart ?" he willed, pushing off the counter as he pocketed the blade with a grin, setting a few taps to your cheek "next time," he replied to himself, turning to join his friend as he stumbled through the tall door.
your body remained stagnant in his wake for a while, unmoving as the cold air rushing in through the open window coated your skin. willing yourself to move, to run, to scream, to vomit, to do anything but let that scene replay in your mind for the nth time, or to think about tomura...both only causing a putrid cocktail of rage, guilt and disgust with yourself to build in your veins.
the reflection of the bathroom mirror met you after suffering the treacherous trail of making your way through the drunken, sex filled halls of the winding home you were seemingly trapped within.
a gut wrenching scream was kept locked in the back of your throat as your hands moved, vigorously rubbing and scratching against your neck and shoulders, soap and water trailing down your skin, soaking your clothing as tears crept down your face, falling into your teeth gritted mouth, breathing ragged and irregular as you worked with such force, hyperventilating.
shaky hands steadied with a firm grip on the sink, vision cloudy, tears falling with a blink, your reflection soon came back into focus. skin rubbed raw, rosy, irritated, your makeup smeared, eyes wet and red, a chesty cry ripping through your throat at the sight.
you were disgusting, defiled, tainted, no amount of scrubbing and scouring could reverse the damage that had been inflicted upon you.
bag illuminating as your phone shone bright, a message coming into view as you peaked in.
tomura.
culpability gnawed at you from the inside, crawling up and into your lungs with it’s jagged claws, piercing gaping holes through your chest, guilt and remorse nestling in the pit of your stomach, the scorching craving for agony and torment setting in.
you deserved it, after all.
you betrayed him, had been disloyal to the overwhelming love you shared, and hadn't done enough to stop it all.
'i could've fucking tried harder' the thought was deafening, echoing in your brain and you could almost hear it, 'should've taken my chances of being stabbed than just standing there like a fucking statue and letting him have his way with me…’
heart clouded, encompassed by the grim emotions, compressed by the pressure of it all, you let out a jagged sigh, shaking your head as if to rid yourself of thoughts completely. collecting yourself to the best of your abilities, you tapped lightly at your makeup with your powder brush, intending to save it to no avail, mascara having left streaky trails, moving onto your messy hair with a tut before smoothing out your damp clothing and making your way downstairs.
"hey," your friend mouthed from across the main room, waving you over as you pushed past the crowd, "we're thinking about calling it a night and..." bright smile faltering, concern dawning as she took in your appearance under the dim lighting, "have you been crying ? are you okay ? what's wrong ?" hand moving to rest gently on your arm, the pad of her thumb offering strokes, "im alright," your hoarse voice pushed, "do you want me to drive you home ?" she whispered, almost worried as if her volume would shatter you completely, "i, um," you bit back, fearful that the utterance of his name aloud would set your throat ablaze, "t-tomura's c-coming to um, pick me up..." wincing at the words.
"alright, but um, i'm here if you need to talk, you know that, right ?" she spoke softly, brows upturned, eyes overflowing with worry, and you forced a smile, "i know," nodding, "thank you."
arms interlocked with hers, you finally escaped the, now seemingly claustrophobic, confines of the oversized home. offering your friend a farewell, waving to the others, you slowly made your way to tomura's parked car, his shadowy figure leaning against it.
the soles of your shoes scraping against the asphalt as you dragged your feet to continue your trek closer to him, the intense loathing, you'd been all but consumed by, threatening to take over as he waited with outstretched arms, a warm smile dawning his face.
falling into him, your body relaxing upon contact, a shuddery breath escaped your lips as the comforting scent of his cologne filled your head, arms wrapping around him despite the turmoil in your brain.
"you missed me that much, yeah ?" he let out a gentle laugh, your eyes falling shut as the melody vibrated through his chest, slightly straining as they filled with tears once more at the sound of him, despair twisting your stomach in a harsh pinch.
"_____?" words dripping in concern as he hooked a finger beneath your chin, chest tightening at the sight of you. eye whites more of a crimson shade, veiny and dried out, your neck looking more like his own, hair tousled and unkept, clothes home patches of water as it stuck to your skin, the makeup you'd perfected now streaky with canals of dried tears.
letting out a manually steadied breath, he aimed to suppress his swiftly accelerating anger in a soft veil, "what happened ?" tomura's undivided attention had your face wet once more, rivers pouring from your eyes, hiccuping as you could barely form words, apologies spilling from your lips as he guided you into the car, hoping for more privacy and peace as you explained.
"it's all my fault," you pushed as your breathing steadied once more, "i shouldn't have..." shaking your head as tears continued, voice breaking, "i-i should've have l-let him..." the car fell silent, save for the unsteady puffs of air falling from your lips. tomura's jaw clenching at the mention of another, he knew where this was going and a sloppy cocktail of guilt, fiery fury and rage coursed through him.
tomura gently urging you to continue, you obliged, albeit through choked sobs and hiccups, hands interlaced, his thumb stroking over the back of yours, aiming to give you some sort of solace as you struggled, despite the ire festering within him. breath hitching, he swallowed thickly at the mention of the weapon you were held up toward, eyes frantically flying over your being, hands moving to inspect for any injuries, "i wasn't cut or anything," you explained, "he just h-held it up to me and i was scared so i..." the words stopped at the back of your throat, the confession stinging your throat,"um, i...i stopped fighting" gaze falling beyond the window, looking at tomura only causing an eruption of pain within you, "...im so sorry."
letting out a serrated exhale, "do you remember what he looks like ?" earning a slow nod in response, gaze lifting toward the house as alastair's infamous figure came into view. "are you going to h-hurt him ?" you questioned through sniffled gasps of air, tomura following the object of your glare, eyes landing on the tall man, "he'll be lucky if i don't fucking kill him,” he breathed, turning to you, "stay in the car."
tomura's gait was that of a soldier, marching toward the man without a word, a heavy mist of enmity encompassing his being, trailing after him as his boots scraped harshly against the asphalt, echoing amongst the chatty drunken party-goers during his trek. slowly garnering attention from them as he shrugged off his jacket, before he raised a tight fist, slamming it down onto alastair's face with vigor, the man almost kissing the ground as tomura pulled his fist away, ready for another blow.
"what the fuck ?!" alastair slurred, mind spinning, the stench of alcohol coming off him in wafts as the weighty sole of tomura's boot crashed into his nose, before retracting and slamming into the man's ribs.
falling to his knees, alastair trapped between them, tomura's world fell silent.
tomura wanted to break the man before him, tear his limbs from his body with his teeth and leave him strung up to be eaten by wild animals, to burn him alive and savour his tormented shrieks. tomura wanted to disintegrate him, dust him by a single touch, into nothing but a pathetic pile of grim ashes, to have him slip away between his fingers, to be forgotten, to drift away in the wind.
tomura's punches were mechanic, automatic, rhythmic as he moved, dealing continuous blows of the same force, and the packed crowd that had formed around him were hushed, gawking, the only sound echoing through the night being that of dull hits and cracking bones.
"....im tomura!"
his unforgiving assault continued, heart pumping liquid ivy, adrenaline coursing through his veins like a drug, eyes glazed over, void of light, face expressionless as your screams slowly permeated his trance.
"you're gonna kill him, tomura!" pleading, eyes bloodshot, slightly hesitating to touch him,"that's enough...please..." reaching for his raised fist, shaky hands enclosing around them, "let's go home..."
the cacophony of overlapping sirens sliced through the air like bullets as the crowd clamoured, scattering like flies, yet your stagnant positions remained. tomura's gaze raking over your tired eyes and puffy face, heart clenching. hands tightly woven together, you rose as a duet, crisp air lacing over his bloodied knuckles, nipping at your tear stained cheeks as you made your way to his car once more, settling into the warmed seats.
tomura was the first to break the otherwise wordless journey home, "he could've killed you,” the statement was harsh, piercing, "i wouldn't know what to do if you were to die," focused on the road, tomura's grip tightened on the steering wheel as he let out an uncomfortable laugh, "i mean, i can barely sleep without you, let alone live without you..." trailing off, "...i think i'd be better off joining you.”
the sentiment was not lost on you, you knew he meant it, deeply at that, yet it pained you to no end. his words feeling like an open wound exposed to the elements, heart continuing to bleed for you in the wake of your betrayal.
you'd never experienced such life altering love in all your years, something so dizzying, intoxicating and intense, something so real and raw and beautiful, something you could almost...touch, something you didn't deserve.
tomura was the best thing that had ever happened to you, by far and...he now sat beside you solemn, hands bloodied and bruised, heart torn, trust broken, betrayed and trampled upon by the one he treasured most in this parasitic world.
clothing rustling against the leather seat as you shifted uncomfortably, "why didn't you call me ?" he questioned through a small sigh, tired words laced with defeat, disappointment. "...i wasn't in my right mind," you spoke, voice hoarse, eyes trained on your fingers placed in your lap, fiddling with a loosened thread of your skirt. "i was in a daze and i was frantic and i went to...wash him off of me in the bathroom right after and," speech pace speeding as you explained, "i was so fucking overwhelmed by everything and that's when i got your message and by the time i went downstairs you were already there and...now we're here..." exhaling softly through a shaky breath, "and i'm so sorry..."
the soft blow of the car heating was all you could hear, as tomura's mind spiralled, fingers reaching for his deck, putting the cigarette to his lips, lighting it, "you broke our agreement,” it was a statement more than anything, just a voicing of his conflicting thoughts, expressed through a sigh after a long drag, yet you replied, "i know…im sorry.”
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knees buried in the soft carpeted floor, you tipped the rubbing alcohol onto the cotton, gently pushing it up against tomura's knuckles as you finished cleaning him up, barely earning a hiss from the man. eyes searching your face from his position above, observing the wrinkles in your forehead due to your furrowed brows, "what's on your mind, love ?"
stilling your movements, gaze lifting to meet his, white hair falling forward as he looked down at you, almost curtaining the rubies held within his eyes. words clogging, gulping harshly, breaking the stare for a moment before locking it in again, with the help of his hooked finger beneath your chin, a shaky breath escaping your parted lips, "c'mon, what's up ?"
"hurt me...p-please" begging, glassy eyed, voice breaking. tomura's tone remained calm at your pleads, almost as if he were expecting such a request, "why would you want me to do that ?"
eyes straining once more as tears threatened to well, speech quickening, "i...i betrayed you and i broke your trust and i let that guy touch me and i could've done more to stop it and i could've fought harder and i didn't tell you right after and—" vision clouding your eyelashes failed you as tears began to trail down your face again, chest rising and falling faster as you spoke, eyes darting around the place, "i— your pretty hands are scarred now because of me and...and...i deserve it."
nodding firmly at your own words, finally raising your gaze to meet his own, pleading, "please, take your frustrations out on me...it would make you feel better," eyes squinting, "it would make you feel better," he corrected, "it would," you confirmed.
rising from his perch on the sofa, extending a hand out to you, leading you to your joint chambers, tomura's lips met yours in a gentle embrace and as he moved to deepen it, you pulled away, eyes wide "w-what are you doing ?" confusion knitting your brows together.
"i forgive you," he stated firmly, "i think your guilt is punishment enough," tucking your loose hairs behind your ears, shifting your tendrils from your face, his hand rested on your cheek, thumbing it softly, "this...all of it, it wasn't your fault, you had no choice," he spoke, tone assertive yet tender, "you just need to forgive yourself now, yeah ? it's gonna be okay," setting a soft kiss on your lips, resting his forehead to yours "we're okay, we're together again like always, yeah ? just you and me, it'll be okay,” the words were whispered, like a secret only to be shared between the two of you, something special to treasure as a pair.
leaning into him, crashing your lips together once more, you couldn't help the tears that fell, hoping to seal the taste of him in your soul, meld into him completely as his hand found the small of your back, pulling you in closer as he breathed you.
pulling away, "is this truly what you want right now?" he questioned, searching your face for any signs of discomfort, coming up empty as you nodded eagerly, whispering, pleading, begging, "make me feel like im yours again, tomura."
hovering over your nude laying form on the cushioned bed, clothes collectively discarded on the hardwood, safe for your undergarments, his lips met your cheek, trailing down your jaw slowly, slowly before meeting your neck. pushing his pillowy lips against your sensitive skin, mellow actions growing eager, gradually, as he continued, teeth softly grazing your skin as he sucked, making a mark, branding you as his own.
shame shrouded tomura's being, hanging heavy like a thunderous cloud, striking him in his core. his culpability was discernible in his mind, his constant turn-downs of your unofficial invitation gnawing at his insides. his presence all that would've been needed to prevent such a situation from taking place, to prevent such trauma, such pain, yet he withdrew the opportunity, and it haunted him like a vengeful ghost.
soft mewls fell from you as he worked, the nausea you'd associated with the actions earlier that night being reborn anew at the touch of your lover. hand gripping his arm, hips rutting, as he toyed with your most sensitive part through the fabric of your underwear.
finger hooking into the band, hand slipping underneath, finally making contact, a gasp falling from your lips at the act, tomura continued, sharp intakes of breath soon switching to a whine as he did so. drawing circles on your blossoming core, pulling away, he admired the flowery imprints he’d created on your neck as they deepened in shade.
lips meeting yours once more, finally slipping a digit into your warmth, taking the opportunity of your opened mouth to slip his tongue in as you moaned, slowly pumping you before doubling the dosage. lacing your hands into his hair, brows furrowing as tomura swallowed your tunes, meeting you with his own, kiss growing desperate as your hand found his clothed cock, slipping beneath the fabric, intending to alleviate the tension as you stroked, earning shaky groans from the man.
parting to hurriedly free yourselves from the threaded pieces of fabric, you met again, lips interlocked, his thumb pressed to the length of his cock, leisurely dragging it between your folds, as he rutted against you.
the strain was native as tomura slowly buried the head of his cock into your core, yet you couldn't help the need to paw at his shoulders, face contorting at the width and he gripped your wrist, "you can take it, princess," whispering, lips grazing yours as he spoke, inching deeper, soon bottoming out, "there we go."
stilling as you adjusted, tomura's mind itched for friction, yet, he remained stagnant as your lips crashed with fervour, treasuring the complete feeling of being slotted together once more, like missing pieces of a jigsaw, your core carved, his cock sculpted, to couple.
his motions were slow at first, tender, pulling out at a grating pace before filling you once more, your hips moving to meet his, yet they harshened as he continued, pelvis soon snapping into yours, coarse strokes pummelling against that gentle pocket of nerves deep within you, leaving you in a choked daze. bodies rocking in tune with the bed springs, tomura's head buried in the crook of your neck, groans slipping into your ears, aiding the tightening knot nestling in your core as his thumb drew circles between your folds.
raising his head to meet your gaze, flushed cheeked and glossy lipped, heavy lidded eyes harbouring a fountain of lust, and you were enraptured by the view, his cologne almost permeating off him at the short proximity, intoxicatingly so.
mind dizzying as he observed your features, wanting to savour the expressions he pulled from you, clenching around him unwillingly at the sight, eyes squeezing shut in shame as your cheeks rosed, a smirk dawning his face in return, "you're taking me so well, baby,” his voice raspy, a whine slipping from your lips, "such a good girl for me, aren't you ?" nodding eagerly at the question, "anything for you, master,” through whimpers, and tomura smiled at the words, knowing you meant it, all too deeply.
panting softly, the knot in your stomach tightening harshly as you squeezed around tomura once more, "can i—" cut off by a moan, hands fisting the fabric of the sheets, "cum on my cock, princess,” back arching off the bed at the vulgar words with a mewl, tomura slipped his hand beneath, holding you, pumping you through your bliss, relishing in the way your muscles tensed, the way your eyes fell shut and the lazy open mouthed smile that rested on your lips.
"t-thank you," you pushed through a whine as the sensitivity set in, tomura's actions persisting as he chased his own high, pace becoming languid and jagged as it neared. hand flying to grip his wrist as he began to pull out, "w-wait..." pleading, "c-can you uh...inside..." cheeks burning as you spoke, voice timid, quiet.
tomura's brow quirking at the request, his silence only making you feel the need to explain further, "t-the love bites aren't enough..." you pushed, "i...i want to feel you from the inside..." eyes searching his face as you trailed off, a smile forming on his lips as he obliged, settling back in with the gentle words, "anything for you, my love,” you smiled shyly in turn, knowing he meant it, all too deeply.
gummy walls tightening around the thick of his shaft, tomura's brows knitting together as the coil nestling at the pit of his stomach slowly came undone, hips staggering, painting your warmth with his pearly seed inscribing the story of your shared love on your walls like a parietal painting.
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the rushing water pooled at your feet, head tipped back as tomura's sudsy digits massaged your scalp gently, eyes falling shut as he moved the shower head over the length of your hair, keeping the soap from trailing down your face before raking conditioner through your locks with tender care, repeating.
your fingers moved through snowy locks as tomura reached for the shampoo bottle, taking a whiff, "it smells so…sweet," he commented, "one of the reasons i like it so much," you shrugged, "is it any good ?" he questioned, "you'll see for yourself when we're done," humming, he sniffed it once more, "i like it" slight confusion lacing your brows, "how so ? you haven't even seen the results yet," earning a shrug, "it smells like you," the words forming a sweet ball of golden light to glow within your chest, a smile dawning your face, "besides, your hair is always super soft anyway."
dried and clothed, tomura fingers combed through his hair in the reflection, "woah…" he spoke, "see ? this is why i keep telling you to quit buying the cheap stuff," gently poking a finger into his arm with a smile, he shrugged, "eh, it gets the job done but this...this is some fancy shit," laughing at his choice of wording, "yeah, sure it is, tomura,” sarcasm laced within the words, earning a playful squinted glare in the reflection from the other.
"do you wanna do a face mask with me ?" holding up a small pot in one hand and an sealed packet in the other as tomura splashed water on his soapy features, patting his clean face dry as you continued, "a clay mask is drying and would probably irritate the areas around your lips and eyes, but i think a sheet mask should be okay."
"and if it does irritate my skin ?" you squint, pointing as you talk, "it’s moisturising, so i have high hopes that it won't..." smiling as you trailed off, he shrugged, "sure then, go ahead."
perched at the edge of the bathtub, you took place between his knees, his hands placed on the backs of your thighs as you laid the serum doused sheet on his features, tugging it into place. entranced by your focus, tomura's heart swelling as his eyes raked over the soft lines of your face, the wet tendrils sticking to your forehead, the gentle curl of your pretty lashes and the plump lips he so dearly wanted to kiss again, "there we go,” you piped, breaking tomura's daze, his eyes shifting to the mirror, "i look terrifying," he laughed, "you don't," you retort, "and don't laugh, you'll shift the placement of the mask," shrugging, arms held in surrender "whatever you say."
he observed intently as you swiped the clay on your face, "now we both look terrifying," you laughed, earning a tut, "no, you, you look cute,” giggling at the words, "well, you think i look cute in anything,” shrugging, "my point exactly."
tomura's chest warmed as you gently pressed the serum into his skin, the dried mask discarded on the counter not too long ago, fingers setting soft pats against the scarred flesh, careful not to agitate the wounds, "you haven't been scratching as much recently," you spoke, gaze dipping to his neck, reaching for the moisturiser you'd put on moments prior, gently massaging it into his skin, "the urge comes in waves, sometimes," he shrugged, "still, im proud of you," a gentle smile gracing your lips as you uttered the words, tomura mirroring it, "all done!" you beamed, tomura pulling you down, setting a soft kiss to your lips, "now you're done." he corrected.
you soon found your tired bodies interlinked within fresh silk sheets, your head on tomura's chest as his fingers smoothed over your hair, the nostalgic cartoon playing in the background on the tv becoming white noise as your heavy lids fluttered shut, drifting into a hearty slumber within the safe confines of the arms of your lover.
BEFORE YOU FOLLOW
linus | 22 | she/her
this blog is a place for me to indulge in my sick little fantasies, heavy on the sick because my content is not for the faint of heart. i will be posting mainly nsfw stuff, maybe some drabbles here and there and i hope you enjoy reading it as much as i enjoy writing it.
things i will write:
x reader | afab reader | female reader | incest | stepcest | noncon | references to drugs/alcohol | dubcon | abuse | age gaps | misogynistic characters | smut | angst | fluff | stalking etc
things i will not write:
amab reader | male reader | oc’s | scat | omorashi | vomit | character x character | characters under 18 | pregnancy | reader x character having children etc
characters i hope to write for on this blog:
tomura shigaraki. touya todoroki . ran haitani . rindou haitani . sanzu haruchiyo . shu sakamaki . reiji sakamaki idia shroud . leona kingscholar . simeon . beelzebub . belphegor . takeru sasazuka . lane fostman (bbd)
i do not take requests nor do i have a posting schedule. my creativity ebbs and flows and i follow wherever it leads.
i hope you have a great time on my page, thank you for reading <33
TOUYA TODOROKI
MY VILLAIN ACADEMIA
tomura shigaraki
touya todoroki
TOKYO REVENGERS
bonten trio
TOMURA SHIGARAKI
make me feel like i’m yours again
quote: gummy walls tightening around the thick of his shaft, tomura's brows knitting together as the coil nestling at the pit of his stomach slowly came undone, hips staggering, painting your warmth with his pearly seed, inscribing the story of your shared love on your walls like a parietal painting.