the thought of sanzu making you ride his gun is *chefs kiss* but imagine him making you lick it as you ride him.
=͟͟͞͞➳ ONLY 18+ ;; MINORS GO AWAY DO NOT INTERACT !!!
=͟͟͞͞➳ CW: gunplay; riding; reader and sanzu are part of bonten; is this dark content??; this is sooo unhygienic but this is fiction so it’s not
(this is not proofread sorry for any typos)
Sanzu would call you at his office late at night after a job, and you would meet him there innocently thinking it would be something business-related, just to be thrown over his desk a few minutes later, your skirt lifted to your waist and shirt unbuttoned, your tits almost popping out of the bra. He spat on your pussy to help his fingers do wonders inside of you, and just before you came he stopped, laughing at your frustrated groan.
“Come here, doll,” he said, leading your sensitive body to sit on top of him on his seat. You were facing him, slowly going down on his cock. “Having trouble taking all of me, darling? Don't worry” he said, faking sympathy and slamming you down with both hands on your ass. You let out a loud moan and his devilish smile grew wider. You started to move your hips faster, Haruchiyo grunting with his face on your neck, biting hard enough it would leave a mark.
He was still with his dress shirt half-buttoned, so you slid your hands under it, scratching his abs. You were a hot mess on top of him, all sorts of noises coming out of your mouth as he started to play with your clit. You were so close again your whimpers started to get louder, and with that Sanzu held your hips in place letting out a moan, you couldn't move and had another orgasm ruined.
“Now, now, we don't want to make a fuss about it, do we? If you continue to be so loud, the entire building will hear you.” he kissed your cheek “And that wouldn't be good for us, I shouldn't be sleeping with my boss’ secretary, should I?” he said and you nodded, looking directly at his eyes. “So let's just find something to shut you up”
You felt a cold metal slide through your leg and your eyes widened with fear, you froze in place.
“No, doll, don't worry. I didn't use this one today, and it's locked. It won't be any harm. Shh,” he shushed you with the pistol barrel “keep your mouth busy, now. Lick it” he demanded and you took out your tongue to lick a strip of the cold metal, the taste was weird but the sight of you doing it almost made Haruchiyo cum right there with the way your walls clenched. You were into this kind of stuff?
He started to stimulate you again, and you resumed your movements, going faster and harder on him. Your open mouth with the tongue out made the scene even more erotic, a line of saliva going down your chin, and when you threatened to moan, Haruchiyo shoved the gun down your mouth. You gagged from the surprise, the taste of iron spreading through your tastebuds. Tears started filling your eyes, this is too much. The overestimation, Sanzu’s dick hitting every right place, one of his hands stimulating your abused clit and the other one making you suck the gun as his own mouth sucked you everywhere.
It was too much, too much. You wanted to say, but your eyes rolled and you started shaking at the same time Sanzu unlocked the gun, a crazy look on his face as he came with you. You let out a muffled scream of fear mixed with the pleasure of your orgasm and he took the weapon off your mouth, kissing you afterward.
“Oops, my hand slipped” he laughed with the little breath he had left, his pink hair stuck on his forehead with sweat.
“You... Are a crazy... Son of a bitch” you said, breathless, resting your face on his neck.
