Hi ! my name is Preaw and this is my tumblr , where I posts and enjoys things that I likes !
My age is 20+ years old , but I try to make all of my public socials pg-rate as much as possible
My pronouns are she/her !
I’m from Thailand, so English is not my first language but I WILL use English as main language on this platform
Things that I likes
HTTYD : Snotlout & Hookfang are my favorite characters, plus the timberjacks I SWEAR IM SO NORMAL ABOUT THEM (ps. I play rise of berk too)
I have other favorite characters too ! You can ask me what is my fav chara from each fandom , I’ve been in a lot. (I have a thing for bad mouth pathetic man : Qirong (tgcf) , Madarame Shion (tkrv))
Yumeshipping : I ship Snotlout with my Oc (Rowan) . there’s another one , a (crack)ship of Vidar (Rowan’s dad) and Spitelout ** this one is for fun , no serious**
Mythologies : Especially Japanese, I love yokai stories (but I’m scared of the ghosts)
I like to cosplay , I might not do it every single month. But It’s one of my most comforting hobby. (FYI : I edit my cosplay photos , if you don’t like people who edit lots their cosplay photos PLEASE DNI)
I might draw or maybe write sometime if I really have the ideas and passion (which I mostly don’t) , but I WOULD DEFINITELY POSTS MY OC AND YUME STUFF HERE
I post really random stuffs , sometimes some stuff doesn’t really make sense or related HAHAHAHA
Thinking about Wakasa fucking Bankei's little sister
Wakasa Imaushi x afab!reader
CW: nsfw, 18+ mdni
A/N: Not proofread, I wrote this at 3 in the morning.
Your legs are pushed up against your chest. Moans slipping past your lips as wakasa slams his hips into you over and over. You're trying to be quiet. You really are. But the way wakasa is moving On Top of you is making it hard.
You don't even remember how this happened. You went to bed leaving your brother and wakasa alone then next thing you know Wakasa is sneaking into your room.
“What do you think your brother would say if you walked in right now” wakasa says As he gives a hard thrust. “What do you think he would do if he found out his sweet little sister was really just a cock hungry whore?”
Wakasa wraps his hand around your throat cutting off a moan as your eyes cross. Your legs are shaking but you wrap them around his waist pulling him closer to you. “do you fuck all your brothers friends?” You try shaking your head no but wakasa slaps your cheek. “Words sweetheart. You're a big girl right? Big girls use their words” He says As he finds your clit and starts rubbing “n-no”
“No?” He repeats “only you Waka” you say as tears fill your eyes. He's being mean. Why is he being so mean? Wakasa has always been nice to you. “Only me?” He says letting out a Breathy laugh. “Don't lie to me. I see the way you look at Shin” you moan as he gives another hard thrust. “You're just a little slut that was waiting for the first cock to walk through that door” your shaking your head no and the tears start to run down your face. You don't know if you're crying from his words or the pleasure he is giving you.
Wakasa is biting and licking your neck As he speeds up his hips causing you to scream out his name. He slams his hand over your mouth. “Shut up, unless you want your brother to find out”
You feel that familiar heat in your gut. You're going to cum. You're moaning into wakasas hand as you run your nails down his back causing him to let out a hiss. “You gonna cum, princess” He asks you nod your head as he smirks down at you. “Cum then. Milk my cock baby”
You're moaning his name over and over like a prayer. He quickly switched his hand with his lips swallowing any sounds you let out. He grabs your hips pulling you even closer to his as he feels his own release approaching. He moans your name as he fills you with his cum telling you how much of a good girl you are for him.
You fall asleep shortly after not seeing wakasa sneak out of your room and go back to your brother's.
Add Kakucho alongside Rindou as the type to like gym girls.
Okay hot take but:
The types of girls the tenjiku boys would like:
Izana
Sweet girls. Kind ones, the kind of girls you can manipulate easy and who would devote themselves to saving you. Izana obviously needs a lot of attention and affection, preferably for himself alone. If you date him, you are his best friend, family, lover, mom, maid and therapist.
And you'll have to be build for that. You can't just say no to him and move on he makes sure to call and message you everyday to ask if you still like him. You need to be somehwat mother-like too. He has mommy issues and it shows man, don't be surprised when you find out he has a mommy kink in the bedroom too - just accept it man. It's Izana, he does what he wants.
Also, be interested in him and only him. He loves nice girls who hang on every word he says. Maybe even a bit dumb so he can scold you and make you feel less than you are to keep you close.
"I can change him" "babe look at me, this isn't you" and "you just don't know him like I do" are things he feeds right into. Tbh he is a bit of a pick me boy. So if you are a lovely "not like other girls" he would appreciate that. Be his and he is yours and you both can be emo together.
Mochi
Also nice girls. But normal ones. You know, not the girls who have a tumblr Account and relate to Ramona flowers, more like girls that don't judge a book by it's cover. He is a scary guy and is afraid to intimidate his crush so you better be nice and outspoken.
Tbh I see him as possibly shy around girls? Doesn't know how to act and talk. He needs someone who makes the first steps and has the pants on in the relationship. Just be honest and open to him and that's enough.
Also big eaters. He'll invite you out to eat constantly and hopes to have a little eating contest with you. Competitive Bastard loves to win against you.
Mucho
Say it with me; mucho likes nerdy girls. Mucho liked nerdy, mature girls.
He is the kind to fall for the type who wear the typical "nerd" thick rimmed glasses, tom-boyish style, are coffee addicts and draw a fake mustache on their finger or even better, have a necklace of it.
Oh and science. Cool, funny girls who know biology! Idk but he seems like a wise old man in the body of a body builder so I think he likes smart girls, people who can match him in any way and make him feel challenged.
Shion
Punks. Loud and nasty dirty punk girls who throw the first punch and kick him in the balls when he says too much.
Girls who love blood and spit on the ground, girls who tattoo his name on their tits and bring him to tattoo theirs on his neck.
Punk girls who kiss his snotty nose and then finish off the guys who hurt him, yes call him babyboy! He says he hates it but he doesn't. He actually dreamily writes the words next to a couple that is supposed to be you two but no one can actually make out humans in it.
Rindou
Rindou is the type to say he wants a goth girlfriend but actually wants an e-girl. Rindou is the type to show you his remix on your first date and calls it art. Rindou mansplains protein-shakes to you.
But you know, he wants someone like this and that but what he needs is a girl that can pin him against the wall and make him blush like a school girl.
Rindou needs a best friend he can hang out and talk about his day with, venting about his brother and who he can show the weird rash on his butt without judgement.
Rindou would love to game with you and hold your hand, he needs a kiss on the nose when he wakes up and a knee in his stomache when he pushes you into the dirt. Fight with him, kiss him, please give him attention he needs it :(
Ran
Himself but with boobs.
But you know what he would also make do with, someone just as tired as him. Someone who laughs at his jokes and does face masks with him.
Someone who likes it when he is soft and understand him, who does his make up and let him do theirs.
You should be funny, witty and kind of sarcastic but deep inside just as vain and pseudo as him.
Pleasw visit an art gallarey with him where you both stand before a painting and literally don't know what the theme of the gallarey is. Like, absolutey not. You don't get it. When someone comes up to talk with you two about the art displayed because you both look so fancy and artsy you both just talk total bullshit and look how long it takes until the others catch on you two are total dumbasses. You stand before a statue and kiss each other and Ran makes pics and then you both read what it means and it's actually a child starving because of idk society. Do you care tho? Nah.
Kakucho
Kakucho likes gym girls. But the Yoga ones. He wanna see you bend like a freaking boneless demon and will be soooo happy about it too.
Kakucho likes a challenge, someone who knows what they want and talk loud and clear. Someone with confidence and who jogs at 6 am - that freak.
I think he doesn't really has a type besides mature and older girls that work out and could sucker punch him into another dimension. He is all about the vibe and if you are ready to share your boo with a sociopathic gang leader with mommy issues. This could (probably) end in a poly relationship btw.
Pairing : Mochizuki "Mochi" Kanji / Madarame Shion
Rating : T
Words : 3233
AO3 : Here
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The age old question. One asked more times than he could count.
“Are you okay?”
A question Mochi would be asking forever, because he would always be there for Shion whenever he got knocked flat on his ass.
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When your entire life focused on fighting… playing games... competing in any shape or form… winning and losing was just part of the package.
Members of their little group, dubbed by the underworld of teenage delinquents as the S62 generation, were much more used to winning. It just went with the territory. They had often won the fight before it even began, as their opponents were shaking in their boots as soon as they heard their name, leading to careless mistakes and a focus on a weak defense.
It never worked.
For them, losing was not part of the game. It wasn’t what they were used to. It didn’t fit them. They, who had all gone to jail for winning too much, too violently, or against the wrong people.
If they lost, it was on things they gave up on. Fights they deemed pointless, or if they were truly ganged up on or blindsided. They didn’t lose in honest, one on one fights. It wasn’t possible. They were at their peak. The strongest in Tokyo.
Mochi almost didn’t want to believe it when word began to spread that one of his friends had taken a righteous beating at the hands of a new gang. And a gang of kids at that.
Though, it made sense that the loudest, most boisterous member of their group would be the first to fall, it still stung knowing that new fighters were still rising up. Kids that would grow up to be bigger than them, stronger than them, while they clung to the fleeting fame they earned when they were 13.
“Anyone home?”
The Black Dragon hideout was dark and quiet. Not a soul in sight, which made it more than easy to waltz right up to the front door and pick the lock. Shion had given him a key previously, but who knows where that was anymore. Probably lost somewhere in the streets of the city after it fell out of his pocket.
Normally, the Black Dragon’s hideout was noisy. Cramped with their many members, sharing stories and smoking cigarettes. Seeing it so dead was unnerving, but surely, he was here. Where else would he have run off to, realistically?
Shion was proud, so he was definitely rotting in his own self-imposed solitude right now. There was no way that he would be willing to face anyone in his shame. Underneath all of his nonsense, Mochi knew that Shion was sensitive, and wouldn’t survive the ridicule that would come his way if he exposed himself to the others right now (the others being the brothers specifically, who never held their tongues to save someone’s feelings).
With a sigh on his breath, Mochi finally located him. Spread out on a couch, one leg propped up, the other dangling loosely over the side. Shion covered his eyes with his arm, and didn’t make any movement to indicate that he knew Mochi was there.
Mochi almost considered poking him in the side to see if he was alive because Shion never sat that still. Mochi was pretty sure you weren’t supposed to fall asleep after a concussion. Maybe he died in his sleep, brain filled with blood after getting whacked in the head one too many times by those brats.
Pulling up a chair beside him, Mochi sat down, dropping his backpack to the floor between them. He could see the soft rise and fall of Shion’s chest as he breathed in and out through his mouth. So not dead yet. That’s good.
“You okay, man?”
Shion groaned, mouth turning down into a frown. Mochi noticed his lip was busted, and the pout caused it to split open and start bleeding again. He pulled a small first aid kit out of his backpack, and grabbed a square piece of gauze to dab at his friend’s blood before it dripped down his chin and onto his shirt. Shion grabbed his arm, stopping him from continuing,but accepted the gauze being pressed against his mouth to stop the bleeding.
“Those guys really fucked you up.” Mochi observed the rest of Shion’s injuries that he could see. The split lip, and a black eye. A bruise covered the side of his head that made Mochi winced because he heard that the new kid was a kicker. Shion continued to breathe through his mouth, and his nose was red, so Mochi wouldn’t doubt that his nose was broken too. Or at least, he got hit in the nose hard enough for it to still sting with every labored breath.
“Where is everyone? The rest of your guys?”
“Dunno. Gone I guess.” Shion’s voice was rough, scratchy, as if he hadn’t said a word since yesterday. “Most of 'em split after the fight. Told the rest of them to fuck off.”
“Hmmm.” Reaching down into his bag again, Mochi pulled out a new bag of Cheese Puffs, which he threw on Shion’s stomach, and two cans of beer, all from a shopping trip funded by the five finger discount. Shion finally pulled his arm away from his face, curious when he heard the pop tab of the can open. Shion sat up and opened his pity snack before accepting the can from Mochi. “Sorry, no bag of peas this time. My granny said she’d kick my ass if I took another bag of frozen vegetables from the freezer.”
“It’s fine. This is better anyway.” Taking a deep swig from the can, Shion sighed before pressing the cold metal against his swollen eye. Mochi watched him, his droopy eyes downcast and sad, as he scarfed through half a bag of chips before either of them spoke again.
“Seriously, man. Are you okay?”
Shion didn’t look up, a bitter smile falling over his face as he sucked the cheese dust off of his thumb. “I’m fine. Gotta lose sometimes, right?”
Yeah maybe, Mochi thought. If only this loss wasn’t such a mental blow, on top of a physical one. To get beat by kids? Well, they were just 12 year olds, and Mochi and Shion had been doing far worse shit at that age.
But what was worse, is the thought of Shion losing the one thing he had been so proud of. The one thing he never shut up about, and made sure that no one ever forgot.
“Where’s Izana?”
“Who the hell knows? Probably out deciding who’s gonna replace me next.” Shion sounded so defeated, and that was not a sound he liked to hear in his friend’s voice. He sounded like he had given up…as if this first major failure was really the one that was going to take him down for good.
But Mochi knew better. Shion would bounce back with the best of them. Maybe without the Black Dragons behind him, but on his own, he had made a name for himself. On his own, he had landed his ass in jail for the first time.
He wasn’t alone anymore though. Even if Shion was crude, embarrassing, and would likely need a few pep talks to get his mood out of the mud, Mochi would stick with him. They were friends after all, and Mochi would not let this loss be the one that kept Shion down.
Mochi may need to knock him down another peg though, if he kept making a mess out of himself with cheese dust all over his fucking hands.
“Dude, stop licking your fingers like that. It’s gross.”
“What, like this?” Sticking his middle finger fully into his mouth, Mochi wondered how Shion didn’t gag. Sticking out his tongue, Shion dragged his finger down the middle of it and leaving behind a trail of orange. Mochi grimaced, and Shion winked before turning his attention to his ring finger.
“Wanna get a second black eye?” Mochi threatened, watching Shion suck at his finger and wondering when the last time this boy had washed his hands.
“Well, might as well balance me out, Mochi!”
Mochi was grossed out, but Shion was laughing. That would be good enough for now. Shion would keep taunting him, and Mochi would pretend to be bothered, and things would go back to normal.
Mochi hoped that his friend wouldn’t experience another major blow. At least not anytime soon. He wanted Shion to build his confidence back up. To become stronger, to be able to support that boastful attitude with his fists.
Until then, Mochi promised himself he’d be there. He’d have Shion’s back, making sure there were no sneak attacks or blindsides.
But even Mochi could only do so much when Shion threw himself head first into a fight.
So willful, so desperate to prove himself.
Shion had questioned it…when Tenjiku formed and Izana allowed him to join the others in the upper ranks. He had mocked the name “Heavenly Kings? What’s that supposed to mean? Each and every one of us is going to end up in hell.”
But his face had fallen, and Mochi grabbed his shoulder, asked what was on his mind.
“I just can’t believe Izana is trusting me again. After I fucked up the last time.”
“Hey, he wouldn’t have done it if he didn’t still think you could do it. The only person you’ve gotta prove wrong now is yourself.”
Shion tried. Mochi knew he did. Taking out two Toman captains before the big fight? Pretty impressive. Shion knew…part of that was payback. One of those captains had a hand in Shion’s humbling two years prior. The other…? Just a bonus for him.
But of course, small victories often lead to Shion’s pride getting to his head. Brain full of hot air, Shion once again ended up face first on the concrete. Mochi could see that Izana was pissed, but Mochi thought it was too fucking far to smash his face into the dirt, stepping on his head and calling him a disappointment.
Don’t let it sink in. Mochi didn’t have a chance to worry about Shion in the moment, but he still held on to his wish for him. Don’t let yourself believe it, Madarame. You’re not a disappointment.
Mochi knew Shion was the person most disappointed in himself.
To get taken out in one hit? That was weak.
He didn’t even have a chance to fight back. That was probably what hurt him the most.
Sitting in the back of a cop car, hands cuffed in their laps. Shion’s hands were clasped tightly, his knuckles turning white as he stared at the carpet of the car. Mochi spread his legs, bumping Shion’s knee with his, unable to say much due to the cops standing right outside the door, but Mochi hoped it was enough.
I’m here.
Shion glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and Mochi noticed the scuffs on his cheeks from being pressed down into the dirt. It couldn’t hurt to reach across the seat, brush some of the gravel off of Shion’s cheek, right?
Hand’s linked, Mochi could only use the outside of his sleeve to dust off Shion’s face. He was happy to see that Shion’s cheek wasn’t as bad as it looked, unlike the bloody nose that the Toman Vice Captain gave him.
“Turn towards me a bit.”
Shion complied, much too mentally exhausted to do anything but that. He closed his eyes as Mochi rubbed the blood away from his nose and upper lip with his sleeve. Mochi was glad that it didn’t start bleeding again, though Shion scrunched his nose and leaned away, so Mochi knew it hurt.
Leaning back into his own seat, Mochi eyed the officers that were taking their sweet fucking time. Mochi knew they were in for a long night. They’d take them to the police station, fingerprint them and process them. All five of them would get brand spankin new mug shots to send home to their parents, and maybe, they’d get booked into juvie sometime before breakfast. Waiting for a court date was always the worst, but hey. Not like they’re getting out anytime soon.
At least, they’d all be together.
“Hey, Shion.”
His friend’s gaze met his, looking up from where it had drifted to the ground. He looked so tired. Mochi kind of wished he could take on some of Shion’s time behind bars so that he could go lay in his own bed, rather than on the rickety metal one at the police station.
“Promise me, you and I will stick together in there. Just like we did the last time.”
A small grin picked at the corners of Shion’s mouth, as he tried to fight it down.
“Hell yeah. Together forever, and all that shit.”
If their hands hadn’t been tied, they may have bumped fists, or shared a handshake. Instead, all they could manage was to bump hands, their little fingers bouncing off of each other before they straightened up, returning their hands to their laps.
They didn’t talk about that night again, mostly because no one wanted to think about losing their leader. Shion blamed himself for setting the fight off on a bad foot, but Mochi blamed himself too, for not being able to defend when it mattered most.
It was a collective loss. Their worst yet. Their ranks dropped by one, from six to five. And then from five to four.
Ran and Rindou stuck together, as Mochi would have expected them too. And Shion and Mochi stuck with them, because they really couldn’t escape from Rokuhara Tandai, and the four of them were stronger together.
Mochi was stronger when he had someone to protect. So he kept Shion beside him, because it made sense.
They moved in together too, because they didn’t have a lot of money yet, so it just made sense.
And getting closer to each other over time, when it was just the two of them, and Shion didn’t have to pretend that he wanted this life anymore also made sense.
None of them really wanted to join Rokuhara. None of them wanted to represent its leader. But, sometimes life doesn’t give you a choice, and you gotta do stupid shit that doesn’t make any fucking sense.
But sometimes, life does. And Mochi knew what he wanted, even if it took him a while to admit.
The age old question. One asked more times than he could count.
“Are you okay?”
Lights out, laying on the bed with his eyes closed. Somehow, he had managed to change clothes when he got home, but his uniform was still in a pile by the bedroom door, and Mochi had to push it to the side with his foot to get the door to close.
Shion groaned, complaining that his head hurt. Another migraine. Shion got them every once in a while. They started last time they were locked up, and the prison doc said that it was probably caused by just one too many head injury. Typical. It was just Shion’s luck that issues would compound upon issues, until a lifelong issue developed.
Mochi was used to helping him through them by now, but it had been a while since Shion got smacked around like that. Mochi was sure his head hit the concrete too, but Shion would never go to the doctor. He was convinced that getting any sort of help would land him right back in jail, and Mochi didn’t know enough to change his mind.
Coaxing him to sit up, Mochi grabbed him by the chin, pushing his hair out of his face, inspecting him for cuts and bruises. Nothing visible to the eye, so a small victory.
“Can I give up now, Mochi? I didn’t want to do this Rokuhara shit in the first place,” Shion whined as Mochi handed him a bottle of water and a painkiller. Shion was down for the night, but maybe that could take the edge off for him.
“Nope, not allowed to give up. None of us wanted to do this.” Mochi watched as Shion chugged the water, and set it to the bedside table for him when it was empty. “Remember what we promised when Izana died?”
Shion sighed, looking up at him with a half-cocked smile. The crooked grin was faked, but at least he was trying, face white as a sheet due to the pounding migraine in his head.
Shion held out his pinky, and Mochi matched the gesture, curling his finger around Shion’s.
“Together…until the last man standing.”
“Damn straight.”
Mochi leaned down, pulling Shion close by his finger. In his weakened, damsel in distress state, Shion didn’t even try to fight against him, and allowed himself to be pulled against Mochi’s chest. Mochi’s lips found their home against Shion’s forehead, willing away the migraine, before kissing his lips, willing them to stay closed during their next fight.
Maybe, if Shion kept his mouth shut, the recovery after a fight wouldn’t be so difficult.
Bullshit though. Mochi wouldn’t love him quite as much if he wasn’t exactly the loud, obnoxious, soul he was, seeking recognition and affection from everyone he met. At least he had Mochi to give him that now.
“Lay down. I’ll be back soon. Guess we’re not sleeping again tonight, my Concussion King.”
Shion grinned as he leaned back against the pillows, not complaining as Mochi pulled a blanket over him.
“Better be quick. And change out of that ugly ass uniform before you get in bed.”
“That just sounds like you want me to come back naked.”
“Are you trying to kill me? Because my brain might already be bleeding, I don’t got enough left for my-”
Closing the bedroom door behind him, Mochi cut Shion’s off mid-sentence, though he had a strong feeling how that sentence might end.
From the freezer, Mochi grabbed an ice pack for the back of Shion’s head, and from the fridge, a snack for them to share. Making his way back to their room, Mochi found Shion already sleeping, softly snoring with his mouth wide open. Mochi shook his head as moved towards the closet to change, heeding Shion’s one request before laying back down.
Mochi nudged him as he laid down, joining him below the covers, Shion immediately jolting awake, slapping him off with an annoyed “I’m up, I’m up.”
“Yeah, sure. Whatever you say.” Slipping an arm behind Shion’s shoulders, Mochi rolled him onto his side, cradling his damaged, special little head against his shoulder. “Try to fall asleep again, and your ice pack is going right down the front of your pants.
Shion whined a drawn out “nooooooo” against Mochi’s shoulder, making himself quite comfortable by throwing an arm and leg over his body.
If Shion fell asleep again, Mochi isn’t sure if he could wake him. It had been a long night, and they were both exhausted. Shion had done well to not pass out without him home, waiting so “patiently” while Mochi finished up with Rokuhara for the night.
But Mochi would try. Shaking him awake at the first sign of a snore. Pinch his ribs when that didn’t work, because Shion always became more difficult to wake, the more tired he was.
Mostly though, Mochi would just be there. Waiting. Ready to help Shion, to make him feel better however he could. That’s where he hoped he always would be, right there by Shion’s side.
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A/N :
Friends better be happy because now here is finally a Mochi / Shion fic for the tag. This was originally just meant to be one ch, but I wrote this about a month ago, and after this last week's nonsense…I need to follow up with one last little thing. Soon.
─ Summary: you have the courage to ask the guys who tried to recruit you to hang out
─ Warnings: swearing, mention of ways to die, kisaki
Part one / Part three / Part four
no because I'm thinking of making a miniseries for these bois because I'm an idiot for them 😭
I think I did it a bit long, sorry-
"Come on honey! It's the first time in a long time that you've been out with friends, or talked to someone, or seemed to have friends, or-
"Mom, you don't need to degrade me anymore, I know I don't have friends."
"But not anymore! That's why you have to go out with them, you can't spend your life locked in your room."
"What are we betting? If it's the family heritage then…" a bump grew on your head from the blow your mother gave you "Okay, okay, I guess I can try to get out of the house."
"That's it! Get out there and shine love, you deserve everything good in the world."
"Even the family herit-?"
You didn't even finish when you already had another bump on top of the previous one, deciding to leave the subject you said goodbye to your mother, well, she had to go with a friend, meanwhile you finished doing some pending things that you had to finish by tomorrow. When you finished, you threw yourself on your bed, flipping through the social networks a bit, doubting whether to contact the boys, after all, you only met them once in person, the rest was all conversations in the group that Izana put you in, although you had a lot of fun with them there, it's not the same to talk on a screen than face to face.
After several minutes you decided to take a brave step, seeing that some of them were even talking on the group chat.
Tenjiku will rule the world
[Matchstick] So i grabbed the bat and left him bleeding in the alley
[Izana] deserved more punishment tbh
[Izana] we can't go easy on traitors
[Sanzu] next time leave it to me
[Sanzu] i won't let them recognize the corpse
[You] is that a new flirting method?
[You] i don't think it's very effective
[Izana] aye
[Izana] glad to see you're on
[Shion] not me
[Kaku] stfu
[Rat] protective boyfriend material huh?
[Kaku] stfu too Rat
[You] yeah leave my baby alone
[Rat] whatever
[Rat] can you at least change my name?
[You] nah, i like Rat more than rindou, it suits you better
[Rat2] can you change mine?
[Rat2] i'm supposed to be the oldest
[Rat2] he would have to have the 2 not me
[Mochi] picky boy
[You] okay
You have changed the nickname of Rat2 to Rannabelle
[Rannabelle] …
[Matchstick] pfft-
[Kisaki] i keep asking why you decided to include her in the group
[Kisaki] the rumors were false after all
[Izana] do you have something against the opinion of your superior?
[Matchstick] bro she's funny
[Kisaki] ...
[You] anyway
[You] who tf are you?
[Shion] oh right, they didn't meet in person
[Kisaki] i wouldn't like it either tbh
[Sanzu] speak for you
[You] i already like you Sanzu
[You] you're already among the 'handsomes'
[Shion] not that shit again-
[Shion] you didn't even see him
[You] i don't need
[Koko] you're just jealous cause you're not in the handsome group
[Shion] i'm not jealous
[Koko] sure
[You] anyway i have something to ask
[Matchstick]shoot
[Rat] you want a date with me? aww, of course!
[You] yikes
[You] i think i prefer a date with a homeless man who can time travel than you
[Kaku] i'm really concerned about your mental health right now
[Izana] she's just in her haunting nature
[Rannabelle] bet she likes me more than you rin
[You] i like hanma better ngl
[Matchstick] bwahahah~ i'm the favourite ♡
[You] no, you're not ♡
[Matchstick] </3
[Izana] so... what do u want to ask?
[You] oh right
[You] i was just wondering if you guys had some free time to hang out?
[Izana] sure ;)
[Kaku] i'm in
[Matchstick] of course i have to get to be the favorite~
You didn't pay attention to the other messages, the truth is that Izana and Kakucho were enough for you, you weren't going to belittle Hanma either, he was trying anyway. You just texted a couple more to meet up at a certain place, quickly got ready in the most comfortable clothes you could find, plugged your headphones into your phone to have a walk to the location.
Normally you were like a damn rock when it came to expressing your feelings or opening up to people, you didn't like to socialize much but it wasn't a pain either (depending on the person), the fact that you didn't like to talk or express yourself a lot didn't mean you were one of those people who get nervous when they have to order pizza by phone, call a waiter or order a drink at any bar. But today you had that little nervous feeling, as if these guys were going to judge you and decide if you were worthy or not, even though it was clear that they already liked you a little for the simple fact of adding you to their group chat.
You were pessimistic so you kept those feelings throughout the journey, however, swallow them because as soon as you saw the boys just forgot them, there were three people you didn't know, the rest were Izana, Kakucho, Hanma and the Haitani brothers. You assumed that neither Koko, nor Shion, nor Mochi were there because they had to do something important or simply didn't want to see you.
"Hey honey, here!"
Hanma waved his hand as his eyes met yours, drawing your attention to come closer once and for all, you murmured a greeting to everyone, looking at the three new faces.
"So you don't intend to introduce me to your friends? Oh wait, I want to guess, can I?"
"Go ahead, please give us one of your amazing comparisons."
Rindou said, completely amused, even though you also messed with him, your comparison ability can always make fun of others, it's not like you make distinctions, no one was going to escape your critical eye.
"Mmmh… I don't know why I have the feeling that the one who seems bacterophobic is Sanzu" you pointed to the long-haired boy who had a mask covering half of his face "he seems to have pretty features, and Sanzu is in that side without hesitation."
"Madarame must be tossing and turning in his bed when he heard you, you've got it right."
Sanzu offered you his hand in greeting, noticing how his eyes narrowed a little, he had a cheeky smile that no one could see. The next one you looked at was Mucho, he seemed almost as stoic as you, another rock on the team huh? You also guessed that it was him, then you exchanged glances with the boy with glasses who seemed to be here by force, there was no one else left so he could only be…
"Are you Kisaki? Man, aren't you cute? Are you the baby of the group or something?"
Everyone tried to hold back their laughter when you approached him to ruffle his hair in an affectionate way, more like to annoy him a bit, poor boy, you were taller than him so your action and comment only irritated him more than he already was, he moved away your hands from his head, clicking his tongue.
"Maybe you're taller, but I'm sure I surpass you in age and intelligence."
The others looked at the interaction, you had that dark look that managed to scare away so many fucking thugs, it looked like you wanted to hit him right there, but they didn't expect you to laugh like Izana the time he met you.
"Oh please, don't be silly, I'm older than you, in fact, I think I'm older than all of you."
"You're kidding, aren't you? Most of us here are of legal age and you are still studying."
Izana questioned looking at you, you scratched the back of your neck sighing, you weren't very proud to admit it, but it's not like it was a big deal either.
"Well, I'm nineteen, I repeated a couple of courses…"
"You what!?"
The Haitani brothers were the ones who were most shocked by the new information about you, you just downplayed it, the last thing you wanted right now is to be treated differently because of your age, even if it's only a year older than some, these guys can be very offended at not being the oldest.
Kakucho finished off the general daze, talking about doing something and not just standing there like idiots, so you guys moved around just taking a walk while talking about random nonsense, it went pretty well, at least the guys appreciated some 'healthy' time, since usually their free time was also related to causing chaos in other gangs.
The truth is that it was not as bad as you thought, they all seemed quite funny, Izana and Kakucho managed to drag you into every interesting thing they saw, more like the leader of Tenjiku, Kaku thanked you because he could see his friend behaving like if he were a kid again (although he did threaten the others if they made fun of Iza for being a bit softer).
Hanma and the Haitani brothers tried to irritate or flirt you, you just looked at them with a blank face, completely ignoring them when they brought up the whole 'love' and 'relationships' thing, when they weren't bothering you they were quite nice, but that meant that now you were messing with them, that was your mechanics.
Surprisingly, after a while you and Kisaki 'clicked' simply because Hanma was bothering you both, you looked at each other silently as if you could communicate with your eyes, ignoring the poor boy as you started small talk out of the first thing that came to your mind, of course that didn't stop your little comments about him being smaller than you either.
Sanzu and Mucho stayed more on the sidelines, you didn't complain, they seemed more reserved than the others, or at least less expressive, you understood them perfectly because you were like that most of the time, it's just that these guys ─Izana more than anything─ made you take out to bring out your more sociable side a little more, it was different and nice.
But you knew well that hanging out with a gang would bring trouble, some punks recognized most of the group you were with, how could they not anyway? You were unintentionally involved in a small fight, but you weren't scared either when the fistfights between the teenagers started flying back and forth, you knew it was going to happen at some point so you just watched on the sidelines disinterestedly.
Ironically, Kisaki stayed by your side ─this guy doesn't know how to fight─ because the guys felt threatened by your dark gaze, honestly you were a little scared now, but only when one of the thugs came up to pick a fight with you, you saw yourself in the obligation to use your second wild card.
´"If you get one step closer, I promise that death will be the most beautiful thing you want to wish for, how do you want your body to be found? Ah, better if they don't find it, right?"
They immediately backed away, you're lucky most people find it hard to read your true expression because if they were like Kakucho the first time you met him they would have already beaten you up. But it didn't end there, there was another brave man who came up thinking that despite your threats you would be an easy target, which, well, you were.
Everyone seemed to see just as you were hit square on the cheek, your body seemed to fall in slow motion until you hit the ground, you closed your eyes letting a tired sigh slip past your lips, watching out of the corner of your eye as Kisaki did his best to defend himself against that same guy. You dedicated yourself to looking at the clouds in the sky without even getting up again, as if you were an opossum playing dead, hey, at least that way they wouldn't hit you again.
You only lay there for a long time, you even closed your eyes because you were starting to get bored, the boys only took a few more minutes, all their bodies surrounding you, guilt gnawed at some more than others ─Kakucho was very angry with himself─ but still it remained there.
"Do you think she's dead?"
"That's something very pessimistic, I haven't been able to go on a date with her yet."
Hanma and Ran murmured over the others who kept their questions as to whether you were okay inside, they didn't know if you were that weak or not, if you suffered from some disease or anything that could literally kill you, much to their relief you opened one of your eyes noticing how the sunlight darkened because their figures obscured it.
"It takes something more forceful than a punch to kill someone, unless the person is hit with a more forceful object or has already been seriously injured, statistically it is impossible for someone to die from a punch, well, unless it is a newborn baby."
"Oh never mind, she's perfectly fine."
Everyone sighed with relief, some being more audible than others, Kakucho helped you up, asking your forgiveness for not helping you before they hit you and they decided to go to a store to buy you a cold patch for the bruise that began to form on your cheek.
"Did you really just lie on the ground to wait?"
You hummed affirmatively at Mucho's question, who was waiting with you outside for the others to leave the store, you saw that he tried to hide his small laugh at your stupidity, if he had received that blow he would not have remained impassive, that person would definitely have to have a broken neck.
"We will accompany you home, come on."
"Huh? Izana, I appreciate it, but I'm not five years old."
"We're not taking no for an answer."
"Kakucho, not you too… I'm literally older than you."
“Well, look how we don't give a shit."
You looked at Rindou with a grimace for simply dismissing your words that you didn't need a squad to escort you home, but you couldn't do anything, even Kisaki accompanied you even though he said that he had business elsewhere.
These guys would cut their tongues out before admitting it out loud, but they took a liking to you in no time, and even though these idiots were a year younger than you (most of them) they would start behaving more carefully around you, they're not going to let today's incident happen again because they definitely wanted to spend more time with you.
"Gang members but you're being soft because someone hit a girl you only talk to from a group chat, that's cute."
You closed the door of your house in their faces after saying that, you laughed silently when you heard several shouts about how they weren't being soft and that they weren't cute for that, except for Hanma, he just smiled with his typical smile because you said he was cute, did that mean that he was advancing in his position to be your favorite?
you know what jojo.... shion gets no love... takemichi should adopt him into toman so that he can be the comedy relief to end this angsty tension in the manga rn
I can't figure out if Shion being adopted into toman is the worst thing or the best thing possible. He would definitely add a lot of comic relief though.
Chifuyu presents his eternal winters uniform design and Shion counters it with his own uniform design (Shion's face replaces peke Js)
Shion tries to talk with Inui since they used to know each other but Inui straight up pretends he forgot about him. This devastates Shion who goes into a 5 hour speech about how great he is and how he should never be forgotten. When he's done he realises Inui left hours ago.
Takemichi had to very calmly (sternly) tell Shion they don't use knuckle dusters in his gang.
Tried to give Mitsuya fashion advice (his way of apologising for hitting him during Tenjiku) this only made Hakkai yell at him though.
Oddly becomes friendly with Peh and Pah (it's one of those mysterious friendships were they're arguing one minute, laughing the next.)
Tries to take Senju under his wing so he can claim her fighting prowess is because of him. (He also saw the Haitani brothers and decided he wanted a younger sibling) Senju is not impressed by this though.
Actually does end up taking the mizo middle 5 under his wing (Yamagishi knows who he is and thinks he's cool)
Expects praise from everyone and pouts when he doesn't get it.
He can never get the names of the kawata twins correct, even though it's obvious. Will call Angry smiley and vice versa.
Wants to immediately become a captain of a division, unfortunately for Senju he's made her vice captain.
Hypes Taiju up when he arrives "Yeaaahhhhh there's the guy who took over the black dragons after me!"
Spends the fight trying to go after bigger opponents then him and "save" the others.
Probably gets taken out by Sanzu, specifically after Sanzu knocks Senju out. He comes over ready to avenge his division captain only to get one shoted by Sanzu.
Doesn't really understand the whole power of friendship thing going on but he has come to care about toman in his own way so continues to try and help them in saving Mikey.
Good day!! Can we have some HCs of Mochi? Thank you! 🌽 I really think he's got a cute design but now i just feel sad because i just realized that he's often not included or recognized 😭
Mochi should be included more! Here are my hc's for him
Refuses to fight girls and actively tried to avoid Senju during fights they were both in.
When he's grocery shopping he normally gets asked by people to reach things on the higher shelves, he always gets them what they need.
Has an arm wrestling club with Draken and Pah in the good timeline
Corn is actually a comfort food for him, he ate it a lot growing up
Would love to have a dog (also has a fondness for cats)
He frequently steps into fights that he feels are unfair like a group teaming up on one person (as long as they're not a target for his gang).
When he gets bored he looks for someone to fight
Loves festivals, especially the games at them
As a partner he's incredibly gentle, carefully holding your hand and placing soft kisses on you. He's very aware of his strength and careful with it.
Similarly to Pah and Mikey, Izana once fell asleep on Mochi
Doesn't like that he isn't a fast runner (mainly because Shion and the Haitani brother's sometimes tease him over it)
He didn't like his life in bonten much, it wasn't what he thought it would be like
In the good timeline, after he joined toman and realised Angry was scared of him, he tried to be friendlier towards him (usually by bringing him a drink to meetings)
He's very good with the kids in the future timeline, they love climbing all over him and how happy he is to play with them.
Very good at ball sports
Growing up, his father was a police officer who often wasn't home and worked overtime. His mother was always kind to him and they were very close but she died when he was a kid, he ran away after that.
One time he managed to catch a balloon a kid accidentally let go off before it got too high, he felt like a hero that day.
Likes cooking and will often share recipes with Kakucho
Is very bad at keeping surprises from his partner, he just gets so excited to share gifts with them or tell them about his plans.
Frequently carries his friends home on nights out when they get too drunk (Rindou is the most common)
So it’s starts off with the reader bursting into the house to tell his brothers (the haitani brothers) that he has a boyfriend which causes the brothers to immediately bombard the reader with questions and while the reader doesn’t say mochi he just says that his boyfriend is really sweet, funny and loves him as much as the reader loves him. And one day there’s a knock on the door and ran opens the door to see mochi and the conversation would go like this
Ran: oh hey mochi are you here cause you need help with something
Mochi: uhhh no I’m here for (name). this is the address he sent me to pick him up
Ran:…..why?
Mochi: cause I’m taking him out on a date
In the distance they both hear rindou yell out “what?!”
Cue ran and rindou questioning the reader and mochi on everything how they met, how long they’ve been dating, have they kissed or done more than kissing and are even threatening mochi if he even done so much as have his arm around the reader waist
Not gonna lie this one was fun to write lol. Enjoy!
It was a quiet and peaceful evening in the Haitani resident. Ran was doing his long before bed routine, and Rindou was scrolling through his music making another playlist. That was until the youngest Haitani brother, practically tore down the front door with a huge and bright smile on his face.
Both brothers jumped and quickly asked the youngest what was wrong. "I got a boyfriend!" The brother relaxed, continuing what they were doing. Ran chuckled. "Oh that's all? I thought something was wrong. But you only got a-" both older brother quickly realized what was said.
(Name) and boyfriend, rang through their head. Both quickly dropped what they were doing, before practically dragging the youngest to the kitchen. They sat him at the table and both had serious faces. "(Name), please do repeat what you said."
(Name) smiled and blushed. "Nii-chan's I finally got a boyfriend." The word boyfriend echoed in the olders heads. Their precious (Name) has a boyfriend?! Rindou immediately slammed his hands down. "Who is it?!" Ran quickly nodded. "Who has the guts to go against us!?"
(Name) smiled softly. "His name isn't important to you two. What is important is he treats me amazingly, he's so sweet and kind to me, and he loves me like I love him!" The brothers face turned to horror. (Name) bid the two Goodnight, then skipped to his rook for the night.
After that night the older Haitani's had a very important mission. "Find (Name)'s boyfriend, and beat the shit out of him." It was a well known rule in Roppongi, that (Name) was off the market. Nobody was allowed to date the youngest Haitani.
After weeks of no new information about (Name)'s boyfriend, the brothers had a couple theories.
1. (Name)'s boyfriend isn't in Roppongi
2. The boyfriend is really good at hiding
3. Their poor baby brother is being used and the boyfriend isn't taking the relationship seriously
4. They already interrogated the boyfriend and he lied to them
The brothers had looked all over Roppongi, and interrogated all eligible bachelor's around the appropriate age for (Name). So far they haven't gotten anything and the brothers were getting more and more frustrated. Are they gonna stop though? Hell no! This is about their precious brother after all!
While the brothers have searched all over for the male dating their brother, they never thought to follow (Name) when he left for his dates with the said male. So imagine their surprise when one afternoon, their fellow gang member Mochizuki knocking on their front door.
When Ran opened the door, he was confused and surprised. "Oh hey Mochi. Whatcha doing here? Need sonething?" Mochi shook his head. "I'm actually here for (Name). This is the address he sent me to get him from." Ran tensed. "Why?"
"Oh I'm here to take him on our date." Ran was speechless. They hear Rindou yell something from within the house along with stuff being knocked over. Then there was quick footsteps towards the door. Rindou finally made it to the door, hair everywhere and glasses barley on his face.
Ran and Rindou stared. "You're the boyfriend we've been trying to find?!" Mochi confused nodded hesitantly. "Yes?"
That lead to the older Haitani's towering over (Name) and Mochi. Ran started the interrogation off. "How'd you two even meet and when?" (Name) went on to explain how, he met Mochi last year after the larger male got into a serious gang fight.
Mochi then added how (Name) gave him first aid, and even bought him a drink and snack after patching him up. Rindou continued. "How long have you guys been dating then?" Mochi explained how he asked (Name) out two weeks after that, but (Name) explained how he was nervous to date him because of the brothers.
So Mochi said when he mentioned them being friends, (Name) agreed to date him after a week of convincing. The bothers listened carefully, nodded every once and a while. Asking other questions so every so often. Before the most important question came up.
"How far have you two gone sexually? Mochi I swear to kami, if you've put your hands on him. You're. Dead." (Name) flushed and covered his face, while Mochi shifted uncomfortably. He cleared his throat and looked the brothers in the eye.
"We've held hands and kissed. Had a few makeout sessions but nothing beyond that. I wouldn't do anything (Name) isn't comfortable with." The brothers frowned. Not liking the thought of their baby brother doing such things. But glad they haven't gone that far.
(Name) gave his boyfriend a soft smile. "Aww Kanji! You're so sweet!" (Name) quickly wrapped himself around the larger male. Before being ripped away by his fuming older brothers. "No. Absolutely not. Not in front of us. Why him of all people?!" (Name) pouted, before getting a brilliant idea.
"Well I thought you guys would like him better, then the other guy that keeps hitting on me." The three older males freeze. Staring at the younger, waiting for him to finish. "Theirs another guy that keeps hitting me. He's like 6'4. Purple eyes. Hands tattooed and th front of his hair bleached."
The brothers released (Name) and immediately started heading to the door. Ran grabbing his baton on the way out. Mochi followed them. (Name) confused at their livid expressions follow. "Wait! Where are you guys going?"
Rindou opened his phone sending a message to Izana, before turning to (Name). "We're going to killing Hanma." (Name) didn't know who that was but quickly rushed after them. He didn't need his brothers and boyfriend in jail...again.
⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ Pairing: Wakasa Imaushi x Benkei Little Sister!Reader
⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ Not Proof Read
⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ WC: 1.4K
⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ TW: 18+, MDNI, Age gap, unprotected sex, oral, humiliation?, public sex, pet names, Wakasa being a little shit, I think that's everything.
It wasn't supposed to happen like this.
It wasn't supposed to happen at all.
You work at the gym with your brother Benkei and his best friend Wakasa. You're pretty sure Wakasa only agreed to hire you because of Benkei. You work the front desk and occasionally clean the equipment, while Benkei and Wakasa teach classes and have one on one personal training with different members of the gym. You're the only girl who is ever here well except for Senju but lately she's hardly here.
The gyms members are mostly delinquents or former ones. Men your brother grew up around or fought at one time. Occasionally you get a random civilian who walks in thinking it's a normal gym but quickly leaves when they see the clientele.
Today was supposed to be like any other day and it was until Benkei left. Claiming he had important Business to take care of and it was urgent. You sit at the desk flipping a magazine while you blow bubbles with your gum and twirl a strand of your hair.
You didn't realize how quiet it has gotten till just now. You look up when you hear the slam of the front door and realize your alone. well not totally. Wakasa is standing across the gym, shirt off, sweat dripping down his chest and a towel around his shoulders as he wipes down the equipment he was just using.
You don't mean to stare and honest you don't even realize you're doing it until
“Oi!” Your eyes widen “just gonna lean against the counter and gawk at me all day little Arashi?”
“I—”
“Didn't know I was looking?” He raises a brow and you bite down on your bum popping the last bubble you blew making a popping sound. As you stand up straight.
“Just going to stand there looking like a deer in head lights or are you going to do your job and come help me clean up so we can leave?”
You nod your head and run over. Grabbing a towel and disinfectant on the way. You go to equipment across from Wakasa and start wiping it down trying to ignore him behind you. You can feel him staring.
Minutes pass in silence then you feel warmth against your back and you feel someone breath against your neck.
“Ever boxed little Arashi?” Wakasa says as he puts his hands on your hips
“W-what?” He chuckles
“Ever spar with anyone? your dear older brother ever show you how to throw a punch or did he just say to call him when you're in trouble?"
He grips your hips tighter
“I can throw a punch!”
He laughs against but this time he spins you around so face you get dizzy then your nose to nose with him. He's smirking at you.
“Show me”
“What?!”
“You hear me Little Arashi. Show. Me” He leans in close when he says the last two words.
“You want me to hit you?”
He's full of laughter now. A laugh you've never heard from him before.
“You think you can?” He tilts his head his hair swaying to the side, raising an eyebrow, smirk widening.
You glare, knitting your eyebrows together and you fist you hand and go to hit him because how dare he think less of you but just as you do he grabs your hand instantly. Stopping the hit like it was nothing. He raises a brow a again and widens his smirk.
“Really? you call that a punch? A kitten could hit harder”
You huff and yank your hand away about to leave because while you might be his employee you didn't sign up for him to pick on you while your older brothers gone.
“In the ring”
“Huh?”
“Get. In. The. Ring.” He points to the boxing ring in the middle of the gym. You're eyes widen and he starts walking over towards it pulling the ropes down. “I'm going to show you how to throw a real punch. Now get over here.”
You do as he says. He helps you in then gets in himself. Both of you discarded your shoes before getting in.
You stand opposite of each other when he explains the basics then tells you to come at him promising to go easy on you and not really hurt you. He blocks every hit like he can see what you are planning before doing it. You're panting and sweaty while he looks bored.
“Is that Really all you can do?” He tilts his head again. You huff and go at him again determined to land one hit even if it doesn't hurt just one. But he shocks you. You yelp when you feel him grab your wrist and yank you forward then you feel him swipe your feet out from under you. You're falling backwards and hit the bottom of the ring but what makes you gasp is Wakasa is on top of you pinning you down. You both bounced when you first hit the ground but now you're pinned down by a solid chest of muscles.
He's so close your noses almost touch, you can feel his breath on your lips. “Benkei really should have taught you to fight. It's dangerous around here especially for someone as pretty as you”
Your eyes widen and then you gasp as you feel his lips touch yours. He using your gasp to his advantage, slipping his tongue in your mouth, deepening the kiss. Before long you're kissing him back. Your hands end up in his hair and he is grinding against you. Your legs on either side of his waist. You don't know when you spread your legs but right now you don't care to remember.
His hand is At the bottom of your shirt and slips up under it. You can feel the warmth of his palm on your skin and you mean into the kiss.
He's kissing your neck now as his hands play with your tits under your shirt. You're pulling his hair and moaning. Before long you're naked below him and his Head is between your thighs eating you like a man starved. He's licking and biting anywhere his mouth and tongue can reach. Switching back and forth between tongue fucking and finger fucking you.
You're moaning his name as your back arches coming undone on his face as he licks up ever drop like it's gold. He crawls up your body before discarding his workout shorts And boxers. You gasp when he pushing in not expecting him to be as big as he is. He bottoms out and waits for you to adjust before moving. Once you nod he starts thrusting, slow at first but slowing picking up speed.
You're both grabbing onto each other anywhere you can. Mouths all over the other, kissing, licking, and biting. The gym is filled with slapping sounds and moans. Wakasas hand finds your clit and he starts rubbing lazily as you both chase your high.
Wakasa flips you both over putting his hands behind his head “ride me Little Arashi” smirking up at you. You bounce and grind on him his hands going back to hips to help you move. You reach your peak minutes later cumming all over him. You don't remember how many times you have for him tonight too fucked out to care.“What would your brother think? To see his little baby sister getting fucked by his best friend and her cumming all over his mouth and cock”
And just as the words leave his mouth you both hear the door slam open. Your head whips to the door and you cover your chest, eyes wide.
“What the fuck is going on?!” Benkei yells as he storms over
Wakasa lazily pumps up into you from below “you're in my gym Benkei” He says lazily
“You're in my sister!”
Wakasa chuckles as he continues to lazily move. You threw yourself on him, embarrassed, hiding in his neck. “Aw, you're embarrassing her Benkei” you can hear the smirk in his voice.
they continue to argue before Benkei says something about wakasa being a dead man before you're being pulled off him and a jacket being wrapped around you. Next thing you know Benkei is chasing Wakasa around the gym. Wakasa is faster a lot faster. He runs over to you kisses you and says “we aren't don't little Arashi, I'm picking you up at 8” He winks and runs again after hearing Benkei yell he's going to kill him if he doesn't get away from you.
You stand in the middle of the gym in Wakasas jacket. Benkei must of grabbed it and threw it around you watching at Wakasa runs around like an idiot and your older brother screams behind him that he has killed men for less. But you just stand there smiling remembering how Wakasa gave you several of the best orgasms you've Ever had.
