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hii i was just checking your master list and none of the links are working anymore from your soukokuwu blog đ is there any way to access them except for scrolling through the rachworks tag? also i love ur writing!!
ehehe yeah sorry i changed my user so none of my links are working yet :â) iâll try changing the links asap & thank youuuu <3
I was wondering if you could a Chuuya x Reader NSFW but your character has been captured by the port mafia and Chuuya gets to "interrogate" you?
secrets; nakahara chuuya
synopsis; instead of interrogating his (secret) fuckbuddy, chuuya would rather punish you instead.
pairing; chuuya x fem!reader
genre; explicit smut, 18+
warnings; not proofread, iâm super rusty with chuuya, unprotected sex, penetration, fwb, oral ( f&m receiving ), soft dom chuuya, bratty reader, he calls you a slut once, creampie, photography i guess
gloved hands find purchase at the back of your head, untying the knots that had rendered you blind for the last hour.
narrowed blue eyes and a blaze of orange greets you as you scan your surroundings. you look away from the man in front of youâwhite walls, white floors, white lightsâyeah, you are definitely in a dodgy basement somewhere.
and the man in front of you? your interrogator, if you have to guess. and if you have to play the guessing game further, youâd take it heâs from the port mafia, just like that weird bandaged guy had warned you.
should you have let him talk you into finding out confidential information? no. did you do it anyway? as if you could turn away from a huge wad of cash offered upfront.
you sigh, but now here you are, paying an undefinable price for the job. from his get up, you can tell he earns a good amount of money. meaning heâs not that far down the corporate ladderâhe must be one of the leaders, maybe.
âyou wanna tell me who you work for or do i have to force it out of you?â his voice is low with stern undertones, and something tells you that you really shouldnât mess with him, although his actions seem to tell you otherwise.
an exasperated sigh leaves his lips as he uncuffs your hands and ankles and lets them free before sauntering over to sit across you on the opposite side of the table.
maybe itâs your cry for help, or maybe itâs because you know itâs the most effective thing you can do to make him drop his guard and earn your freedom sooner rather than later, but you run your feet up his thighs, the man across from you throwing his eyes wide open in surprise.
this time he gets rougher; in a split second heâs beside you, slender fingers circling your throat and throwing you against the back wall, blue eyes judging you at point zero.
âwhat the fuck are you trying to do?â he spits, except you canât feel the threat behind his actions at all.
your hand moves down from his wrist to his chest when you catch sight of his bulge through his pants. you never expected him to show an interest that quickly, but hey, whatever works for you, right?
you would inwardly cheer at your easy success but you canât say youâve completely won, either. not if your coated panties have anything to say about it.
âi think we can drop this act, mr nakahara,â you whisper, winking at him as you snake your arms around his neck while he lets go of his grip on you, side-eyeing the camera in the corner of the room.
he already disabled it, and youâre a little too impatient to role play any longer. (of course, the other port mafia grunts know nothing about chuuyaâs secret rendezvous with you, the girl who refuses to join the organisation no matter how many times they try to acquire you.)
right, because youâre not the only one who enjoys this. youâve lost track of how many times youâve fucked, and you really were taught better than to keep a fuck buddy from the mafia but how can you ever deny yourself when heâs the only one who seems to be able to give you the release you so desperately crave?
nakahara chuuya. it was a complicated relationship (or fuck-ship) you had with him. just a mere few months ago, all you knew of him was that he was probably a thug, and one of the ones in charge. he wouldnât be so goddamn cocky if he werenât.
the sudden exposure of your bare chest to the cool air brings you back into your current predicament. he wraps his lips around your nipple, sucking on the nub while his hands circle your waist and you willingly jump into him, letting him turn and throw you onto what was supposed to be the interrogation table.
as chuuya flips your dress up and tears your flimsy panties away, quickly replacing it with his tongue, you think this is âloose lipsâ of a different genre altogether.
he lays his tongue flat before licking a thick stripe upwards, coaxing such scandalous sounds out of you that heâs surprised he hasnât fucked you senseless already.
one finger inside your cunt and he has you in a wordless moan. another finger stretching you out and youâre desperately grinding down against it. the third finger he adds has you moaning his name and youâre just positive he has a shit-eating smirk on his face, satisfied with your reaction.
âi thought someone didnât want to talk at all?â chuuya teases, his fingers moving tantalisingly slow on purpose, all in the name of riling you up because otherwise you would make no show of submitting to him.
âfuck off, chuuya,â you whine, unhappy he slowed down right as you were about to hit your high.
he chuckles, âyouâre not going to tell me what i want to know, are you?â
a rhetorical question; of course he doesnât need you to tell him the answer.
âguess iâll just have to punish you then,â he hums, his free hand coming up to take your cheeks between his fingers, your mewl barely audible as he quickens his pace.
heâs knuckle-deep inside your cunt but all you can think of is wanting him to stuff you full, with his cock, with his seed. youâre a greedy little whore for him and he relishes every second of it. you never would have thought that one desperate plea for survival (aka seducing the port mafia executive into having sex with you the first time he tried to apprehend you) would lead to your regular meetings which ended in bare bodies and euphoria unmatched.
chuuya, on the other hand, is just glad youâre not exactly the port mafiaâs enemy. so technically, technically, this isnât betrayal. just a slight slip up in the security systems because like hell would he let anyone else see you buck naked like this.
he straightens up as you sit up, undoing his belt and tugging his pants down, his cock springing free and you lick your lips at the mere sight of the precum leaking from its tip.
âfuck,â he drawls, throwing his head back as your mouth envelops him whole, his tip hitting the back of your throat over and over again he thinks he might just cum from how good your mouth feels and how hot you look staring up at him.
you hollow your cheeks as you release him from your mouth with a pop, making a show of licking your lips, knowing how much he loves seeing you like this. âif i did something good you should at least praise me,â you tease.
but chuuya isnât in the mood for games today, no. he want to be inside you, and now.
with a firm tug on your hair, he rips the remainder of your dress off, both your clothes a heap of mess on the white marble floor. he pulls you up by your hair, with you wincing slightly in pain, âyou give the best head, now bend over.â
not the kind of praise you had envisioned, but it gets to you all the same, letting it travel down your body to spread your legs while you lay just down on the cold metal table.
he lines himself up at your entrance before slowly pushing in, your mouth falling open the moment you feel his girth spreading you open, the burn just barely tolerable. youâd thought you wouldâve gotten used to his size by now, but evidently not.
âyou okay?â
there he goes again with the momentary concern that holds a certain softness behind it that makes your heart skip a beat. you hate how the both of you have a soft spot for the other, not that either of you would actually verbally admit it.
âmhm, just please f-fuck me already,â you whine, and he doesnât need to be told twice.
in an instant his hips snap against yours and you thank god the walls are soundproof. otherwise youâre sure even mori wouldâve heard you scream from all the way up in the penthouse office.
itâs been way too long since you last met. well, in reality itâs been what, a month and a half? but still.
âyouâre so fucking tight,â chuuya grunts, one hand restricting both your wrists at the back of your waist while the other gives you one tight slap on your ass. âslut, getting wetter just from that.â
normally youâd talk back to him, but you feel way too good right now to dare to break the moment.
chuuyaâs eyes observe your face contorting in pleasure, trailing down to your hips, and then down to your pussy basically sucking him in, growing tighter and tighter.
youâre close, he can tell. he quickens his pace, and you find yourself bouncing back to meet his rhythm, your eyes flicking up to meet his, âiâm g-gonna cum,â you mewl, so adorably submissive as though you hadnât tried to talk back so readily earlier.
âcum for me, baby, go on,â he encourages, pace getting faster and faster from chasing his own high.
you moan out each otherâs names as you both release at the same time, your insides filling warm as he spurts all of himself inside you before he pulls away, watching as the cum slowly drips out of your abused little cunt.
he gives your clit a tight slap before you hear the sound of a shutter going off, and spinning around to find him showing you a photo of yourself all sprawled out on the table, filled with his cum.
not that you particularly care; that photo incriminates him as much as it does you. you kick your ripped dress to the side and opt for his coat instead, tying it carefully around your body as a makeshift dress while he gets dressed himself.
âi sincerely hope thatâs for your wallpaper,â you quip, smirking at him before whispering a âsee you soon, chuuya,â into his ear, before turning on your heels and easily slipping out the door.
chuuya smirks, yeah this time heâll make sure he finds you soon. heâs had enough of waiting around for chances to meet you. looks like heâll just have to take matters into his own hands.
hii i was just checking your master list and none of the links are working anymore from your soukokuwu blog đ is there any way to access them except for scrolling through the rachworks tag? also i love ur writing!!
ehehe yeah sorry i changed my user so none of my links are working yet :â) iâll try changing the links asap & thank youuuu <3
