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pairing: top/seme male reader x denji
premise: denji sleeping with you initially for the money, but then becoming attached to the comfort that comes with it
featuring: 'sugaring' relationship (sex4money), oral, mentions of masturbation, anal play, penetration, explored sexuality, mentions of the importance of consent, overstimulation, subspace, use of safe word, praising, & mentions of negative sexual experiences
postscript: denji keeps on getting manipulated by women because his real soulmate is a man, and you can't fight me on that 🗣
like usual, smut is at the bottom. the first portion is just storyline and SFW content
angel devil is my next chainsaw man victim, TRUST 🙏🙏
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- denji, who was approached by you while strolling the hallways of the corporate building he worked in. he'd just gotten done speaking with makima about a new mission and possible date, so he was in a rather pleasant mood already. his mental planning for locations they could go to was halted, however, when he heard a voice call his name from the other side of the hall. "ah, you're denji, right?" you inquired, slightly jogging your way over to the other male. "uhm, yeah," he hesitantly answered, more focused on trying to scan you out than immediately responding to your questions.
- denji, who unintentionally checked you while looking for any signs of familiarity. he quickly discovered, though, after looking at you, that you absolutely were not a part of the public safety devil hunters organization. the suit you were wearing was distinctively far more expensive than his, you had top-tier dress shoes on, and the way your hair was styled presented that of class and wealth. though he had grown up in poverty, denji could clearly tell that there was an economic class difference between the two of you. if he knew any better, there wouldn't even be a reason for you to be stepping foot, much less working, for the organization. you didn't seem to be lacking money or support from what he could tell.
- denji, who was too caught up sizing you up to realize when you had finished talking and were now awaiting a response from him. "oh, uh, sorry. I got distracted," he muttered out, weakly looking to the side as a dust of pink covered his cheeks. he convinced himself it was embarrassment that had him turning red and timid, but in the back of his mind he knew that wasn't completely true. it was enough to be caught not paying attention to someone’s word, yet it was a completely different one when it came to someone that was attractive too. you probably got so many chicks to take on dates with a mug like that. not that he cared. you were a dude anyways, and he was totally not into them!
- denji, who actually listened this time when you reintroduced yourself, verifying his earlier assumption that you weren't one of the employees of the corporation, but an investor instead. "I sometimes like to pass by to make sure that the place I'm putting my funds into is thriving," you quipped, a small smile taking place on your features. shit, you even had a nice smile. way more charming than his. how many girls did you swoop in on with that grin? fuck, why did he keep thinking about that? he shouldn't care in the slightest since he didn't like guys. "are you free right now?" you prodded further, tilting your head to the side as you awaited a reply. "hm? oh, no. I was actually just about to go to lunch," he retorted, scratching the back of his head as he broke the eye contact between the two of you again. jesus, he was never this anxious around anyone else, much less complete strangers. why was he having such a hard time being relaxed around you? "could I take you to lunch? it'll all be on me!" you chirped.
- denji, who was taken out to lunch by you that same day. he hadn't known you less than 2 hours ago, but hey, a free meal was a free meal. he'll be damned if he passes that up. while munching down on the burger you'd ordered him, you instead stuck with a cup of tea. in the midst of the rather silent luncheon, you decided to finally break it. "denji, I must admit, I didn't come to you solely to buy you lunch," you started, swirling a small spoon in your cup. "I do have something I came here for." this piqued denji’s attention, making him rip his eyes away from his meal to look up at you. he knew that you didn't approach him just for nothing, but he also wasn't expecting you to be so direct about what business you had with him. "well?" he urged forward, cleaning the leftover food around his mouth with the back of his hand. "what is it?" as you put your drink down, you finally look back up at him to meet his gaze. "I have a kind of arrangement that I would like to do with you."
- denji, who started this 'arrangement' with you a week after you approached him at his job. you told him he didn't have to do it every single time you called, but with the amount you were paying him, he honestly would've shown up even if he was at death’s door. the deal had been that you would pay him a hefty wage, as well as buy him whatever meal he wanted that day—and in exchange you would use his body for a few hours. he wasn't overly hyped for the idea of you touching him and possibly losing his virginity to a dude. however, you verified that nothing you two would be doing would result in him losing it—at least not the one he cared about anyways.
- denji, who met up with you on one of his days off, going into the session with a mindset of just needing to get it done fast and then forget about it. with how many bad instances he's had in the romantic and intimate part of his life, he wasn't going to let there be any possibility for you to give him any more trauma in that department. he'd already thought up all the worst-case scenarios and how he'd react in them so that nothing occurred that he wasn't prepared for.
- denji, who for the first time actually felt comfortable and at ease in an intimate experience. he didn't feel like him feeling good or being treated like a human was conditional or something that only mattered if someone could get something out of him. even if he couldn't go to the extremes you wanted on his first time, you didn't show any anger or disappointment. though it might've seemed like the normal thing to do for you, it was something that deeply stuck with him.
- denji, who still went on dates with miss makima because he thought that what you two had was a no-strings-attached type of deal. however, he eventually started to mentally log out of the dates and started busying his mind thinking about something—or better, someone—else. he’d start wondering about what you were doing and if you had any plans to call him later on that day. he secretly hoped you did; he hadn’t said it out loud yet, but he definitely felt himself falling for your charm and appeal, harboring a small crush for you.
- denji, who convinced himself that he was going to your guys' arrangements strictly for the money, even though in reality he actually liked the comfort and safety he felt with you.
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- denji, who was actually shocked when you asked for direct consent from him before touching him. with how many times he’s just taken any sort of kinship that was handed to him—willingly or unwillingly—he was at a loss of words when you actually gave him a choice of whether or not to receive it. he brushed it off by giving back a snarky remark, something along the lines of “well, we’re not gonna get anywhere if I say no, are we?” to that, you’d lean down to his level and gently grab his jaw, forcing him to look at you. “nothing is going to be done if you don’t want it. I don’t want you to think you’re being forced into this,” you plainly stated, dropping your hand from his face before rising back to your full stature. “now, are you okay with this or not?” giving a small nod and a verbal ‘yes,’ you finally started touching him.
- denji, who looked absolutely pathetic the first time you stimulated his cock. you were aware that he was inexperienced, so you began by doing something simple, such as blowing him. you alternated between your hands and mouth, feeling both out to see how he’d react. it didn’t matter either way, since just the fact that you were touching his dick at all was enough to have him squirming. he wasn’t able to hold out for long, eventually finishing all over your closed palm, giving a weak “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to,” while still riding his high. what a considerate boy he is.
- denji, who let you finger him and play with his cock on your first meeting. he was on your bed, lying on his back with his legs slightly spread as you massaged two of your fingers into his hole, using your other hand to stimulate his dick. he was getting used to you touching his genitalia, though he didn't fully understand the need for you to go into his back door since he didn't feel anything there—"aghhh, ahh-ahh~" the boy let out a strangled moan as you suddenly touched a part in his anus that made him see stars. "found it," you huffed out, repeatedly moving your fingers to graze the area that had gotten you a reaction.
- denji, who was brought to tears and was drooling like crazy from you giving him double the stimulation from both ends. at one point, he subconsciously grabbed on to you due to not knowing how to deal with the feeling. "it's okay," you purred into his ear, leaving a gentle array of kisses on his cheeks and temple. "it feels good, right? just relax into the feeling; nothing bad is going to happen." he tried breathing as best as he could to try and calm down his now shaking frame. unfortunately, it worked to no avail, especially since you wouldn't let up on fingering his ass and jerking him off. it was hard to even think with how good everything felt, much less remember how to properly breathe.
- denji, who called out his safe word due to an overload of sensations. although it wasn't a bad experience, it was just genuinely too much for him, especially for his first ever session. can you blame him, though? he came into this thinking he would come out with some sort of new trauma or cringe memory, but instead he found out that there were new emotions and physical sensations he could feel during sex that were insanely good. "r-red, red," he choked out, hoping that his voice was loud enough to be heard. his eyes were blurred by tears at this point, so the poor baby couldn't even see you. "m/n, I'm sorry I can't do this anymore." you, of course, immediately pulled back, reaching for a towel to clean him up and a water bottle so that he could hydrate himself. though the action of you retreating and getting objects to help him recover were common courtesy to you, that was a moment that entirely stuck with him. you were kind, you were gentle, and you were understanding and okay with taking no for an answer.
- denji, who called you again 2 days after your first session, insisting it was just that he needed the money to pay for something, when in reality he wanted to be held by you again. he'd tried stimulating himself the same way you did during the time away from you, but he just couldn't replicate it the same way you did. also, it didn't help he lived with two other people, so any privacy to do any of the sorts was practically impossible to attain.
- denji, who decided to take charge in the next session. instead of waiting for you to lay him down and start touching him, he took his own pants and boxers off, lying face down with his hips in the air this time. "just hurry it up already," he'd murmur, acting as if it was a hassle to do this in the first place, when in reality he was just desperate to have your hands on him again. putting his whole face into a pillow, the boy would close his eyes and actually force himself to steadily breathe this time, because he didn't want to halt the pleasure like last time.
- denji, who would have his mental state broken due to the overload of pleasure you'd provide him with. you'd decide to finally get serious with him and do full penetration. he'd have such a hard time handling it. not the act of taking you in, because you would've stretched him out enough to properly take you, but more about handling everything that comes afterwards. you'd start with a slow pace but eventually build your way up to a steady rhythm.
- denji, who wouldn't be saying much but would be feeling everything. you would've gotten a bit concerned with how silent he is and checked on him to make sure he was doing well. "you holding up okay? you haven't made a sound since I started moving." the words came out casual, but you started to get even more worried when he wasn't responding. halting your movement, you'd lean over to pick his head up from the pillow, only to see the most lewd expression ever presented.
- denji, who was flushed with tear streaks going down his face and a runny nose. a complete mess, really. your heart nearly skipped a beat from just how erotic his face looked. "give me your arms, denji," you quietly demanded, not waiting for a response before reaching down to grab him by his forearms, forcing him to be upright while you plowed him from behind. using his arms as leverage, you thrust your shaft into him with all your force, making sure to snap your hips at an angle that hits his g-spot.
- denji, who couldn't use the pillows to hide his face or moans anymore, letting them out into the air as you relentlessly pounded into him. he could feel his senses giving out; everything was becoming too much again. yet, this time he didn't want to stop. he wanted you to keep going and to never stop. he loved this—loved the feeling of you filling him and owning his body. he liked having sex with you so much that he didn't mind if this arrangement the pair of you had continued to happen forever.
- denji, who is so sensitive to orgasming that after he climaxes one or two times, he's immediately pulled into subspace. when he falls into that state of mind, you stop all prior actions and focus on making sure he’s okay, not wanting to shift the moment into a bad one. you'd hold him close, drawing circles into his skin with your thumb and whispering reassuring words into his ear. it's not exactly easy to get him clean when he's in subspace, though, since he becomes ten times more clingy and dependent. if you get up to do anything—even if it's with the intention to help him—he'll immediately start shaking, making gestures to convey that he doesn't want you to leave his side.
- denji, who eventually will start to forget that he's supposed to sleep with you for money and more so do it because of the connection and pure intimacy he feels being with you. he'd start changing up his schedule just to be able to meet with you more often throughout a week, asking you to pay for his work lunches nearly every day just so that he could 'pay you back' more frequently. he'd start offering to take care of you in one of the restaurant stalls or to go back to his place while power and aki are out on their own missions. if anything, it'd seem like he's more excited to give you his part of the deal than you are. not that there's any complaints coming from your end.
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