date night with your favourite diabolik lovers boy (18+)
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the sakamakis
shuu: the opera. genuinely the type of boyfriend who couldn't care less about date nights - he is quite known for being the laziest fucker out there, yet a switch flicks inside of his head once he falls in love with you. it's all about small gestures, sharing the little parts of his life, the things that he enjoys. shuu is a soul of the arts, especially a musical prodigy. despite napping in secluded places and keeping a lot to himself, it would be a huge step into your relationship once he offers randomly on a tuesday to take you to the opera that following weekend. you'll be surprised at first, but excited to say the least. you have never been to the opera before, and being seated in a exclusive booth with your boyfriend all dressed-up to the nines, which was a rare occasion, was honestly doing things to you. and he knew it. that's when his hand started to slowly hike up the expensive golden, satin dress he bought you, emotionless expression and sapphire eyes focused on the soprano hitting the highest notes. and so were you, your slutty, starving moans matching the rhythm as shuu continued to toy with your clit, then add two fingers inside. what an asshole.
reiji: the theater. reiji is a man with a plan and a tight schedule - so are your date nights, carefully crafted by him, including activities that bring great pleasure to the both of you. he is a deeply closeted romantic and wouldn't be caught dead admitting it, yet he also falls in workaholic tendencies which can easily neglect your needs. that's why as a little reward he decided to take you to see hamlet on a friday night, which began with a homemade dinner selectively cooked by him. the wine definitely had an interesting after taste, but you only started to question it once the curtains revealed the actors playing on stage, and a sudden warmth beginning to bother you between your legs and ignite all of your senses. you would spend the whole night trying to sneak glances from your boyfriend and almost beg him to put his hand under your skirt, but he'll only call you mannerless and decide to punish you in the limousine taking you back to the mansion after the play ends. oh, boy. he didn't expect the love drug to hit you so hard and have you ride his cock in the moving vehicle so goddamn hard, but he wouldn't be one to complain about the side effects.
laito: a bar. even though he sometimes gives you some of the shadiest vibes, laito is a man of good taste. that also applies in his fashion sense, but so in his taste for indie locations. on a saturday night, he'll tell you that you have up until midnight to get all dolled up for him, since he wants to take you somewhere nice. it'll be a cozy place downtown, the type of bar where a password is needed at the entrance, then you will go down in the basement and find a cozy, jazz playing place. laito is no stranger to the art of seduction; he will make sure to have you let all of your walls down after two glasses of wine, his hand already on your thigh, lustful gaze behind his eyes. he could fuck you anywhere - the bathroom, the storage room, the back alley, the taxi taking you back home to the mansion, yet he would surprise you by taking you to a love hotel, ordering the most expensive bottle of champagne, covering your tits in the sweet alcohol and licking them clean. he wouldn't be stopping here - you are going to have a night to remember, and the whipped cream awaiting in the hotel room's fridge would be perfectly served with the taste of your sweet, creamed pussy.
kanato: the bakery. his need for sweets can sometimes be as strong as his need for your blood, therefore kanato found the perfect solution to his problem - taking you to one of his favourite bakeries, and having you stuffed with sweets like the witch from hansel and gretel. he wouldn't shy away from getting everything that they have available, nonchalantly pulling out his black credit card. he will even insist on helping you get dressed up for the date, almost making you look like a porcelain doll. and he wouldn't shy away from helping you with your night routine once you get home either, getting on his knees and rolling out your stockings for you. the sight of your plump thighs would be more than enough, instantly filling them with bites and having you squirm under his touch. his tongue will only remember three flavours of the night - the strawberry shortcake, your blood, and the sweet flavour of your needy pussy. teddy will be sitting on his cuck chair in the corner while kanato will tongue the shit out of your burning sex, almost bitting your clit off. he will be quick to tease it with his throbbing cock, and cum all over it, then fucking the cum into it with his still standing erection. what a freak of nature.
ayato: a basketball match. of course his date night idea would be something to match up his taste in sports, not even asking you twice if you enjoy basketball in the first place. seated in the third row, he'll start to question everything once he notices how quick you are to focus on other men - the ones playing, obviously - while your one and only is sitting right next to you and stuffing his face with hot-dogs. this insecurity will only increase his jealousy, and make him drag you furiously into the players' locker room right before they wrap up the match, leaving you 3 exact minutes to fuck before someone catches you. face against the wall, and his puffing chest into your back, he'll make you forget all of their names and only remember his. his thick cock would stretch you so good that your moans will scare the janitor mopping the floors in the outside corridor. ayato would make it his own mission to score as many orgasms as possible, until the match's countdown hits 0. no matter which teams wins, you end up being the winner of the night after he takes you out for some fast food; the post nut clarity hits him too hard, maybe from all of the cardio you guys did by trying not to get caught, even though he was kind of counting on that.
subaru: the park. there are multiple reasons why subaru loves to take you to the park at night - some are the quiet scenery, having less people around since he doesn't like crowds, some are just you smelling the blooming flowers in spring. he isn't the best at keeping calm and feeling under control, but having such moments of bliss with you helps him for sure. subaru is the type to blame you for not wearing a jacket at night once the cool air hits, then offer you his, since he is a vampire that doesn't feel much affected by low temperatures. the sweet sight of you in his oversized jacket would definitely awaken something inside of him, your clothed back suddenly hitting one of the trees, crimson eyes all over you. subaru would be quick to give into his desires, fucking you right in that moment, bitting your neck hungrily. this might just be one of his other reasons, fucking you senselessly in a place anybody could hear you, yet they wouldn't dare crossing his path as his dick would stretch up that sweet pussy, your hips hoisted by his strong, toned arms. he might be the romantic type, but he is also just a sakamaki by blood.
the mukamis
ruki: the library. after completing all of your chores of the week, and being more well-behaved than usually, ruki would decide that going to the library together is more than a fair reward for you. one thing you two share in common is your passion for literature, and him offering to get you at least three books for the month - and write him essays about them, but that's a whole different story - you will be more than excited to scan through the bookshelves, two chosen books already in your arms. he will be quick to follow behind you like a shadow, slowly judging your taste in literature. once you'll stop by the erotica section and try to pick a book from a higher shelf, your tall boyfriend would be quick to take it out for you, one hand spinning you around and slowly pushing you into the wall filled with books. he'll make you read the first twenty pages out loud before buying it for you, to make sure it is the right fit for you taste. skirt hiked up by your thighs, his tongue would flicker circles around your clothed clit in the most teasing manner possible. once you find some kind of composure, he'll be quick to move your panties to the side and keep going as he pushes his ringed fingers inside too.
kou: the club. kou loves to go out, and taking you to his favourite places is one of the sweet favors he likes to grant you as your boyfriend. neon lights playing shadows on your face, you weren't surprised in the least when kou suggested the two of you should hit up the club this saturday. since he is an idol and all, he'll choose an underground location where you could have a lot of fun all night long, without having to worry about annoying fans spotting him. three drinks in, and he'll smudge his lipstick into yours without a shame, grinding his hips into yours on the dance floor. and you wouldn't be surprised either by him dragging you into the bathroom, zipper down, you on your knees taking his length into your greedy mouth. he'd be a piece of shit and make you suck it up to the beat of the music playing loudly in the background. kou is a cruel lover who loves to have you at his mercy, especially stuffing that pretty mouth of yours with his dripping cum. people would be banging the door, telling the two of you to hurry up since the queue is getting longer and longer, but he is more than ready to fuck you relentless as your moans fill in the air, folks being even too embarrassed now to dare opening the goddamn door.
yuuma: a picnic. yuuma isn't necessarily the best when it comes to romantic gestures, but he holds his own ground when it comes to fulfilling your wishes. taking you to a picnic in a secluded area in the woods that only he knows, a meadow covered in flowers and butterflies swaying around, would make you feel like a real life princess. after setting the picnic props, such as the red blanket and the menu containing homemade sandwiches and fresh lemonade, yuuma wouldn't waste a second terrorizing you. after you decided to wear a long sundress with deep cleavage exposing your neck and chest, expect him to forget all about the food and make you his main course. he would make you keep the dress on just on purpose, this tongue and teeth playing with your hard, sensitive nipples. ridding his long girthy cock would fill the meadow with your lewd, wet sounds, scaring all the animals away, making him chuckle. after watching your tits bounce for him, yuuma would change positions and have you take back-shots on the picnic blanket - big, rough hands spanking your ass and grabbing greedily your flesh. he would have a hard time deciding where to finish, since he loves all of the parts of your body. luckily for you, he has enough cum in his balls to make you drown in it. yummy.
azusa: an art gallery. as a sweet and sensitive soul, azusa would decide that spending a sunday afternoon visiting an art gallery in the city would be the perfect date idea for the two of you. you would wear matching outfits, and walk hand in hand through the experimentalist exhibit. if you want to, he'll take pictures of you as you contemplate over the meaning of the paintings just so he could hold onto the memories of your well time spent together. if you were to think that the date finishes once you get home, you'll be extremely incorrect. azusa would want the two of you to make your own piece of art, but coated in each other's blood on a blank canvas sitting on his bedroom floor. oh, how deeply romantic that is. he would slowly bite into your neck, one hand slowly unzipping your jeans and finding instantly the sweet bundle of joy hidden underneath. he'll play with the drops of crimson, smearing them around your body as he'd find the most sensitive places to bite and keep going with his naughty touches. the two of you would end up spooning on the now bloody red canvas, his cock teasingly rubbing itself in between your thighs as he keeps feeding from your shoulder. expect him to pull out his knife collection, since pain goes both ways in your relationship.
WC: 1,167 words, Sakamaki's + Mukami's with a g/n reader, pre-relationship
Shu would be annoyed at first, mostly complaining whenever you were around him while he was alone, shoving you away whenever you pushed the wrong buttons. Though he eventually got used to your touch and the fact he had something more comfortable than marble pillars or cold walls to rest on. If you were talkative, he'd consistently shut you up as well but grew used to your voice. Even leaving an ear open to fall asleep to every little thing you talk about.
You provided warmth and solace, something he never had.
Just like his brother, he'd be annoyed at first. But instead of shoving you away, he'd probably use it to his advantage. If he was in his lab, he'd have you help assist him in cleaning any tools or beakers he used. Rewarding with tea or letting you rest or read with him. Though, what was first just for his own advantage, slowly developed into something normal for his schedule. If you weren't there one day, he'd ask where you were. He'd grown so used to your presence in his lab or by his side, that if you weren't there everything it left him with a bitter feeling.
He thrives in it. Having you beside him is more than enough. Your need to cling on someone, as long as it's him, it feeds his ego. Though, he soon grows just as clingy as you do. If you weren't by his side for a second, he'd go looking for you himself until you were right where you belonged. He'd hide it at first, not wanting to make it seem he's grown dependent on you. Why would he? You should be the one dependent on him, not the other way around. Besides, what were you thinking of even going somewhere else without him? Next time, it's probably recommended you bring him along. Even if he might complain.
He's very unpredictable. One instance, he loves it and encouraged it. The next, he wants you far away from him. Sort of like a light switch. It gets to a point where he soon starts seeing how far you'd go to stay with him. Would you let him dress you like a doll? Would you let him feed off of you? Would you get mad if he paid more attention to Teddy than you? Would you cry with tears of joy if he turned you into one of his wax dolls? Would you let him break you? He tests their limits, but those tests slowly stop when you kept giving him your time. Your role as his dolly became something substantial, softly sighing at every little gesture whether it was physical or not.
He finds it adorable, interesting to say the least. Though, he's another who'd put it to the test. He'd purposely walk away, getting you to seek after him all like a game of hide and seek. Anytime you found him, he rewarded you with his touch. As things progress, he'd be waiting in your room, always teasing you. It gets to him wanting to see how desperate you were, but instead you were patient. He teased and joked about how that was boring, but soon those little games of finding him would end up in him looking for you while you were doing your own thing. His attempts in making you desperate soon become him clinging onto you, his hands wandering desperately.
Why would you ever choose someone like him? He's a monster, he only knows how to break and ruin, not to comfort. Yet with how persistent you were, you ended up finding a way to wedge yourself into his space. He hates how warm you are, how you still seek him out, but it slowly helps him. You didn't make him feel like a monster, that he belonged somewhere. And that was more than enough. If you ever fell asleep on him, he'd bring you to his coffin so you'd wake up close to him, and he can have your scent linger.
As expected of a pet to dote on him. He noticed when you quietly followed him around, then catching you trying to hook your pinky around his. Because of this, it led to him knocking on your door the next day with a collar and leash. A little extreme, but he figured it was the best way to keep you by his side and you get rewarded with him indulging you via affection. It grows into something domestic, having you help him in the kitchen or reading with him, running his hands through your hair, slowly eyeing the collar around you. As you sleep, he removes the collar and pulls you close, allowing you to bury your face in his neck.
He'd think it's cute at first, how you practically glue yourself to him. But soon it gets to a point where he starts comparing you to his fans. Either that or with all the attention you keep seeking out, he's going to want something in return. He'd gradually separate you from his fans, bit by bit. You weren't someone who wanted a lot of anything in return, you just wanted him, which was foreign to him. Yet with how quiet and calm you made everything, he can't help but melt. What could make it better was if you sang as well, humming or soft singing is enough to make him join you until he falls asleep.
Okay, Yuma might be a little like Reiji here and use your clinginess to his advantage as well.
He would immediately put you to work out in the garden if you kept bothering him. For every little task you did in the yard, he'd reward with little appraises. It starts small with some physical stuff like ruffling your hair or if he wants to tease you, pinching your cheek. It soon grows from him putting you to work to you and him working together like the garden was a little space just for the both of you. Whenever you took breaks, he'd have his arm open for you to rest in his arms after all that work. Soon he'd have a little patch of your favorite flowers for you, so if you were ever away, there was a piece of you with him.
He's just as clingy as you are honestly. I'd argue and say he's clingier. He gets an excuse to show off his knives, his scars, that's enough to make him happy. But if you stayed, even when he asked you to hurt him, it only escalates. He just turns the tables on you, staying beside you, following you around, listening to every word you say. And if the moment ever comes where you started kissing his scars, he'd lose himself in you. Every little touch, small or more, he'd cherish it. Unveiling his bandages just to kiss every little scar on him grew into a routine. You couldn't get tired of it, neither could he.
Wanted to try something
Apologies if some of these seem ooc, I'm mostly familiar with Yuma and Reiji
Depending on how well this does, I'll see if I can finally open the askbox and take requests
