* ˚ ✦ Welcome to Honey's first Kinktober!! ೃ⁀➷ FANDOMS INCLUDE :: This contains a various amount of fandoms within Anime and/or Manga, such as; My hero academia, naruto, haikyuu, demon slayer, hunter x hunter, bungou stray dogs and tokyo revengers.
Please fill out this form to be tagged (here), when i put you on the tag list, if your age isn't in somewhere on your profile showing you are 18+ i will not add you to it !! make sure its easily visible too! in your bio or pinned! if i can't find it there, i will not add you!! (taglist closes on the 30th of September)
DAY 1 彡 SHOTO TODOROKI
KINK :: Somnophilia
╰┈➤ fandom, my hero academia
WARNINGS :: shoto todoroki x fem!reader, timeskip!shoto, somnophilia (sex while asleep/semi-conscious), non-consensual themes (prior consent is implied), soft D/s undertones, breeding, creampie, praise, possessiveness, references to marking + more
DAY 3 彡 GIYUU TOMIOKA
KINK :: Intoxication
╰┈➤ fandom, demon slayer
WARNINGS :: Giyuu x fem!reader, explicit sexual content, alcohol use/intoxication, heavy kissing and making out, fingering, first-time sex, soft D/s undertones, missionary/straddling positions, praise, marking, creampie/breeding implications, overstimulation + more
DAY 5 彡 ILLUMI ZOLDYCK
KINK :: Bondage
╰┈➤ fandom, hunter x hunter
WARNINGS :: Illumi zoldyck x fem!reader, BDSM/bondage (rope play), D/s dynamics, punishment roleplay, sexual restraint, coercive/forceful elements (consent is portrayed as complicated/ambiguous), verbal degradation/praise, and exhibitionism/voyeurism (exposed through a window), power imbalance + more
DAY 7 彡 SANEMI SHINAGUZAWA
KINK :: Breeding
╰┈➤ fandom, demon slayer
WARNINGS :: sanemi x fem!reader, breeding/creampie, somnophilia undertones, overstimulation, possessiveness, praise, degradation/praise mix, choking, light breath play, hand restraints, multiple rounds, mating press, prone bone + more
DAY 9 彡 BAKUGOU KATSUKI
KINK :: Lingerie
╰┈➤ fandom, my hero academia
WARNINGS :: timeskip katsuki x fem!reader, explicit sexual content, lingerie kink, lingerie reveal/teasing, rough sex, dirty talk, possessiveness, praise mixed with degradation, rough kissing/biting, creampie/breeding implications, overstimulation, and strong language + more
DAY 11 彡 SASUKE UCHIHA
KINK :: Edging
╰┈➤ fandom, naruto
WARNINGS :: rough sex, lap sex, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, denial, forced pleasure, teasing, possessive sasuke, dirty talk, hair pulling, choking/pressure, explicit language, messy aftermath, semi-public vibes, orgasm control, intense sexual content, prolonged sexual activity + more
DAY 13 彡 CHROLLO LUCILFER
KINK :: Throat Training
╰┈➤ fandom, hunter x hunter
WARNINGS :: Chrollo x female!reader, explicit sexual content, oral sex -> male receiving, deep-throating, gagging, dominance/submission dynamics, hair-pulling, edging, praise kink, and sexual coercion themes, control and power exchange + more
DAY 15 彡 KAKASHI HATAKE
KINK :: Cockwarming
╰┈➤ fandom, naruto
WARNINGS :: kakshi x female!reader, explicit sexual content, cockwarming, orgasm denial, overstimulation, rough/controlling partner dynamics, hair-pulling, intense dirty talk, crying during sex, creampie, no protection, please use protection + more
DAY 17 彡 KENMA KOZUME
KINK :: Filming/ onlyfans
╰┈➤ fandom, haikyuu
WARNINGS :: timeskip kenma x fem!reader, kenmas chat being freaks, sub reader, dom kenma, begging, praise, filming, mentions of onlyfans, doggy style, implied overstimulation, cervix fucking mention, camera recording sex + more.
DAY 19 彡 HAWKS
KINK :: Dry humping
╰┈➤ fandom, my hero academia
WARNINGS :: hawks x female!reader, explicit sexual content, heavy dry humping/grinding against clothing, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, light power/control dynamics, dirty talk, possessive teasing, crying during sex, soft aftercare? + more
DAY 21 彡 CHUUYA NAKAHARA
KINK :: Office Sex
╰┈➤ fandom, bungou stray dogs
WARNINGS :: chuuya x female!reader, office sex, desk sex, against a window, semi-public sex, rough sex, dirty talk, possessive chuuya, light degradation, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, semi-voyeurism, biting & hair pulling, messy desk aftermath + more
DAY 2 彡 IZANA KUROKAWA
KINK :: Motorcycle sex
╰┈➤ fandom, tokyo revengers
WARNINGS :: izana x fem!reader, public sex/exhibitionism, fingering, degradation mixed with praise, brat taming/bratty behavior, possessiveness, overstimulation, dirty talk, and mild pain play (gripping/bruising), slight humiliation (being seen), jealousy, and voyeurism + more
DAY 25 彡 TSUKISHIMA KEI
KINK :: Oral -> M!
╰┈➤ fandom, haikyuu
WARNINGS :: timeskip! tsukishima x fem!reader, explicit sexual content, including oral sex -> male receiving, deep-throating, gagging, slight cum play, slight dominance/submission dynamics, hair-pulling, and strong language. + more
DAY 27 彡JINSHI
KINK :: Oral -> F!
╰┈➤ fandom, the apothecary diaries
WARNINGS :: Jinshi x fem!reader, explicit sexual content, cunnilingus/face-sitting themes, fingering, edging, prolonged oral sex, overstimulation, orgasm denial, passing out from pleasure, non-consent-adjacent fainting, and strong language. Slight! dominance/submission dynamics, and prolonged teasing and indulgence + more
DAY 29 彡 DABI
KINK :: Corruption
╰┈➤ fandom, my hero academia
DAY 31 彡 DRAKEN + MIKEY
KINK :: Threesome + Play Fighting
╰┈➤ fandom, tokyo revengers
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05:40am 𐙚 can't stop thinking about being fucked in a chokehold...
just imagine it. you're pressed up against the table with your boyfriend behind you, hips snapping against yours roughly as he holds one arm around your neck with just enough force for you to feel it, but never enough for it to actually bother you.
you're crying, fat tears running down your face as you whine and moan for him. his pace is steady, not too fast nor too slow. the mushroom tip of his cock hitting all of the perfect places inside of you.
"didn't think you'd actually be into this— fuck-" he groans into your ear, and you have to bite his arm hard enough to leave marks in order to stop yourself from screaming right then and there.
"y'er close, huh? gonna cum for me?" he asks, although he doesn't expect an answer from you. he knows you're too fucked out to form a proper thought right now, let alone speak.
his hips pick up their pace, his arm tightening around your neck just a bit as you both near your breaking points. at this point, you're already screaming, babbling incoherently as you finally finish, your release covering both the desk and your boyfriend's lower body.
he lets out a noise of approval from the back of his thoat, biting your earlobe in a pathetic attempt to silence himself as he pulls out just in time of his orgasm, painting your ass and thighs white.
he slowly lets his arms drop from your neck, instead guiding them to wrap around you from behind as you both struggle to catch your breath.
"kinky little thing." he teases you, pressing a gentle kiss into the crook of your neck.
:: hoshina soshiro, narumi gen (kaiju no.8); suna rintaro, miya atsumu, oikawa tooru, sugawara kōshi, a lot of them tbh.. (haikyuu); haitani rindou, haitani ran, kurokawa izana, mitsuya takashi (hear me out.) sano manjiro, kokonoi hajime (tokyo revengers); itoshi sae, hiori yo (shitty little sadist ilhsm), chigiri hyoma, itoshi rin(?), otoya eita ig? (blue lock); shinazugawa sanemi, tomioka giyuu, akaza, muzan kibutsuji (kimetsu no yaiba), and your favs!!
a/n:: I wrote this with hoshina in mind :P I just- UGHH I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM HE'S SO BEAUTIFUL!! 😩 (if you haven't watched kaiju no.8 I HIGHLY recommend it it's absolutely peak) also happy new year everyone :D this is officially my second year of making fics on this account so yay!!
sexual content , cussing , oral (male receiving) , nipple play , size kink , face fucking , role playing , cum eating , praising , ( tr boys x fem,reader)
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— ✧.* NIPPLE PLAY KINK
love loves LOVES your perfect breasts small or large and even medium any size he reaches up and cups your breasts, squeezing them gently before rolling your nipples between his fingers.
" mmm, such perfect tits. so perfect..." he leans down and takes one nipple into his mouth, sucking gently.
he leans down and starts to lick your breasts, swirling his tongue around your hard nipples. he moves to your other side, sucking and biting gently to leave more hickeys.
he's marking you like an animal claiming his territory. he moves back to your breasts, sucking hard on your nipples to leave hickeys there too. " there we go... now it looks better.."
you're smaller than him and he likes it.. not actually he loves it he puts you down on his lap he shifts slightly, making sure you can feel his growing bulge against your thigh.
he squeezes your thighs, emphasizing his size difference but you don't really notice well.. you’re just used to it.
sometimes he hides your things just for the enjoy of you looking around, then asking for his help would never admit it though.
he purposefully takes his time reaching for the item, letting his hard cock press against your bare ass more firmly. he hovers over you intentionally to make you feel small and desired.
" you're so fucking gorgeous..." he says in a husky whisper, running his large hands down your bare arms.
you brought up this idea to him he thought about it .. it wasn’t such a bad idea why not try it out?
he sits in the chair, stunned by your sudden movement and the sight of your cute, knee-high socks. as you unbuckle his pants, his mind races with excitement and anticipation. he grips the armrests tightly, his knuckles turning white as you reveal his massive, throbbing erection.
a deep groan escapes his lips as your kitten-like lick meets his sensitive tip. his enormous cock twitches violently, reacting to the teasing contact. He looks down at you, his eyes glazed over with lust, watching your tiny, innocent-looking form kneeling between his powerful thighs. " fuck..."
he couldn’t help it and also couldn’t lie he was enjoying the role play but fuck your were teasing him he snapped.
his breathing becomes ragged and shallow, his abs tightening as he feels the familiar tingling sensation in his balls. he knows he's close, dangerously close to losing control and filling your tiny mouth with his seed. " shit... shit... i'm gonna cum..."
with a strangled groan, he unleashes a torrent of hot, thick cum directly into your throat. his massive cock pulses violently, pumping load after load of his essence into your tiny mouth.
he holds you firmly in place, ensuring every last drop is swallowed. " fuuuuck..."
You taste so sweet that he just can't get enough of it, even if you're shaking and crying.
Warnings: cunnilingus, oral sex (f! receiving), overstimulation, hair pulling (mentioned like once), fingering fucking, dry humping, praising, and pet names.
A/n: YALL!!! thank u so so sooo much for the love on my previous two works! it's very much appreciated and helps motivate me to keep writing! also apologies for the inconsistency of my posting, life gets to me but i promise i will continue to write. feel free to send me requests (PLEASE DO I NEED THEM), check my pinned post to see what fandoms i'm in/what i write for!🥹🖤
You don't know how this happened, well, maybe you did or didn't but in this moment; it wasn't a thought in your head that tried to figure out how you two got this way.
Just a few minutes ago it was a sweet indoor movie date with you and your fiancée; the warmth of the fireplace hitting your skin as the movie on the tv above played, the sounds echoing through the living room walls.
But the movie was quickly forgetten as background noise as your throbbing soaked pussy was getting devoured by the love of your life; the man who is gonna be your husband in a few months, and he's touching and treating you like a delicate doll but his mouth was eating your pussy so good you know you're gonna be sore by tomorrow.
"you taste so good, baby," he moaned against your wet lips as his tongue laid flat against your throbbing clit, your juices dribbling onto his tongue as his eyes rolled back at the taste and sloppily lapping up anything dripping down.
"please," you begged, looking down to see his eyes already staring up at you with such a soft lovesick expression he practically has heart eyes. Him staring up at you was enough to make you clench around his mouth.
How could he ever deny you when you're begging so sweetly? You taste devine and there was no way he was gonna stop, he has to make you cum a couple of times before he puts his dick inside.
Despite the aching throb of his cock being strained in the fabric of his sweats, his mouth focused on drinking you up like a dog as his hips slowly start grinding down on the soft cushion of the couch you had picked out when you first moved in together.
"you taste so good," he moaned against your clit, "can't stop." He was already pussy drunk as he made out with your pussy, the way his lips latched around your lower lips and sucking them until they're swollen, his tongue spreading you open from the bottom and then swiping up to your sensitive bud.
"Fuck, don't stop." You moaned as your thighs lock around his head, caging him between your legs with nothing stopping him from continuing to pull orgasm after orgasm out of you. His eyes looked up at you and he swore he could feel that he came in his sweats.
Your eyes rolling as your back arched up from pleasure and your thighs quivering around his head, you look absolutely beautiful and he can't up but let just a tiny whimper escape his lips, the noise vibrating against your cunt which only sent more pleasure to you.
"Cum for me, wanna make you cum on my tongue." His tone came out more like a plead than anything but the way your pussy throbbed against his mouth and the fact that it's because he is the one that's making you feel good, it's the best feelinf in the world.
He wants to be the one to make you feel good whether it's sexually or just enjoying quiet moments together, he knew that he wanted you for the rest of his life time—like love at first sight, and it was exactly that.
"Gonna cum—please don't stop," your begged as he continued flicking his tongue against your clit, your thighs started to softly shake against his shoulders as your hips bucked against his face, not that he minded, and your hand gripping onto his locs as you tugged at them which only made him moan against you.
Your orgasm took over you as the knot inside your stomach finally came undone, the pornographic gasp that escaped your lips as your fluids soaked his face only made his own hips buck into the couch cushion more.
Even though you had already came, that didn't stop him as he continued to eat you out as his middle and ring finger came up and found themselves being inside you, easily slipping in and out of your pussy as the unholy noises that it made was filling up the emptiness of the room.
Being far gone and too sensitive from your orgasm, it didn't matter how much you tried to pull away or push him away, he kept his place and continued to finger you as his mouth worked more on your already poor twitching clit.
His hips grinded down, jumping the couch trying to chase his own orgasm as he moaned with getting pleasure from both you and himself. You couldn't help but let out broken crys and whimpers as your fiancé kept going with his fingers fucking you over the edge of pleasure that made your eyes roll back.
"Please, want more of you, baby," he begged looking up, practically having puppy eyes as his chin glistened in your slick and his lips plump from the constant motion of sucking your pussy lips.
His moans were angelic, you can see his hips humping the couch as his fingers continue to scissor you, and the tips touching your soft spot that made your pussy clench around his fingers, causing a soft moan to come out from your fiancé.
It was as if he were mezmorized as he watched you get wetter and wetter the more his fingers moved in and out, "please, please cum, cum for me sweetheart, can you do that for me?" He babbled and moaned as his voice cracked, his hips shuddering as he reached his climax, cumming in his pants and untouched.
Right after he had his orgasm undone, yours wasn't too far off as your legs shook with your second one had coated his digits, the creamy fluid oozing out of you and dripping down his knuckles, he can feel his soft cock twitch just at the sight.
He carefully pulled them back out of you, being gentle to not be too fast since you're now overly sensitive, he brought them to his lips and sucked them clean, his tongue swirling around his digits to get every drop.
"You taste so good, baby doll." He said in a haze as he looked up at you once again after he had finished.
Men with big ego's who are actually the whiniest whores ever.
NSFW under cut!!!
It’s not his fault he was blessed by being the greatest.
He has the best face, the best voice, the best body and he’s also the best in bed…
But he’s not the best at praising other people…and that unfortunately includes you.
He’ll always give you backhanded compliments like, “It’s okay..but mines is better!” Or “You look decent next to me..”
So it’s a shocker when he’s moaning and whining like a bitch and starts to praise you!
“Fuck! P-please princess! Doing so g-good, Please let me cum!” He cries out.
His poor dick can’t handle all the mean abuse you were doing! Giving him short and fast strokes and slowly massaging his tip with your other hand. :(
He knocked his head back and continued to let out moans and praises, tears started to pour out his pretty eyes. “Y-you’re amazing! N-ngh. Please please!”
He arched his back as his big muscular tried to touch your hands, you quickly slap them away and stop what you were doing. “N-no! Don’t stop pretty, I was almost done!”
His voice cracking as he’s under you, he ruts his hips up, trying to get any pleasure he could!! he don’t care how desperate and worthless he looked. He needed to cum!! :((
You laughed at his pitiful state and asked him who’s the best, he whined, not wanting to answer but this only made you slap his hips hard. He let out a yelp and started to yap away.
“Y-you baby! Fuckk uhh, y-your the best! The best! Love y-you s’much, so per-perfect!! wanna fuckin’ cum—”
You decided your heard enough and started to stroke him faster, “Ahh f-fuckkk yes! Yes like that! S-so good, ughh.” He shuts his eyes and shouts out incoherents, poor guy was fucked out his mind. :(
You felt his dick twitch indicating he was getting close, “C-cum! m’gonna cum! Don’t st-stop!” He had a strong grip on your arm, his big muscle flexing, beads of sweat rolling off.
You felt like he learned his lesson so you gave him permission to release.
You didn’t have to tell him twice!!
With one last moan, his body started to shake. Cum started to spurt out his tip, “Hnngh~", th-thank you! So f-fuckin gooddd!” the white sticky substance going all over your hands and his stomach.
He continued rutting into your soft hands to ride out his high. You looked at him in awe, his beautiful face flushed a dark red and sweat rolling down his chin. His beautiful locks disheveled and some pieces sticking to his forehead.
“Fuckkkk…” He whimpered out, his dick going limp and so did his body. He tried to catch his breath but was having troubles.
He released your arm and ran his fingers through his hair, “T-that was g-good” he looked you in the eyes.
Lets just say he didn’t get ANY sleep for that night.
KAISER, Sae, TENGEN, Sanemi, DAZAI, Ranpo, GOJO, OIKAWA, ATSUMU, BAKUGO, IZANA, Baji, Sanzu, GRAY, Natsu, (and any of your faves)
⋆ various men who melt when they see you in their clothes.
he sees you come out of the shower, all dressed and freshly moisturized for the night. yet, he can't help but stare at your perky nipples piercing through his shirt, which was barely giving you any justice, giving him a view of your boobs. his shirt was already enough to drive him crazy, but he finds you only wearing underwear underneath it.
he was ready to pounce on you and fuck you until you go limp.
the sight was too much for his cock to bear, as it started leaking precum all over his boxers. don't you know how hard he is for you? you effortlessly make him go crazy for you without having to do anything. ''are you gonna sleep, love?'' you ask him, but his hand reaches into his pants and palms his bulge. ''fuck- do you see what you do to me?'' he peels off the blanket on his lower half and gives you the sight of the outline of his cock.
you smile at him, deciding to give him a proper show, teasingly taking off your underwear in front of him. swaying your hips subtly, enough for his eyes to anchor onto your body. ''you tease.'' he said, finally getting up from the bed and pulling you in by your waist, sitting you on his lap.
he let out a small groan, feeling your wetness pool on his boxers, the warmth almost making him cum immediately. your hips wasted no time grinding on his cock, your aching clit gaining friction.
''such a good fucking doll for me.'' he praised.
childe, itto, kaeya, thoma, ryusei shidou, isagi yoichi, tabito karasu, adam blake, keisuke baji, kazutora hanemiya, izana kurokawa, ken ryuguji, eren yeager, jean kirsten and any of your faves <3
author’s note: fish soup has lactogenic effects for pregnant women, aiding in increased milk production after childbirth. im going back to my hibernation now, it was fun writing my first smut though </3
reader discretion is advised.
wc: 4.7k
Night falls dark around you. Tangled in bed, your rest is uneasy—mind never quite loosening its grip, consciousness adrift in that liminal space between sleep and waking. You can’t tell if you’ve slipped under… or if you’ve been awake all along.
You turn over, shifting position just as sleep begins to pull you under again—when a faint knock sounds at the door.
Who could it be at this hour?
Friends would’ve texted first. Was it a late-night delivery? Or the building inspector—gas check, meter reading, some other excuse to knock on a door they shouldn’t?
In pajamas and bare feet, you shuffle toward the door—each step slower than the last, slippers whispering don't answer against the floorboards.
Your friend once warned you: before opening the door, you must clearly see who the person outside is and what they're doing. Living alone requires extra caution.
You lean lightly against the door, carefully observing outside through the peephole.
But the sky had already grown dim. The hallway’s sound-activated lights were not lit at this time. Peering out, all was darkness—only an indistinct human shadow visible.
How strange, normally everyone intentionally steps hard on the stairs to make the lights turn on. Why must this person walk up amid total darkness?
"......Who?"
A sense of foreboding rose from the depths of your heart. All those horrifying crimes you'd seen reported in the news began flashing through your mind... Could it be that a deranged killer had targeted you, waiting under cover of night to murder you?
No, you absolutely cannot die, especially not now.
Your hand pressed against your chest—just as you were about to call the police and ask a friend to come stay with you—a faint response came from outside.
"It's me."
Your heart skipped a beat, then that fear clogging your chest suddenly dissolved. You went limp with relief.
Don't deliberately scare you.
But instead, what surged up in an instant was anger and confusion.
Why is he still coming to look for you? Didn’t you clearly tell him you never wanted to see him again?
"Open the door."
From behind the door came a low, commanding voice—not urgent, but flat, as if casually ordering a subordinate.
"......Didn’t I say I didn’t want to see you again?"
Clenching through the ache in your chest and ignoring your body’s protest, you speak to the man outside the door, "Please... don’t come looking for me again."
"Break up... Hah," A light laugh pierced through the door, low and laced with mockery, "Did I ever say yes?"
That damn bastard! Treating you like his personal toy— only comes when he feels like it, only leaves when he's satisfied. You finally fucking decided to escape—to drag yourself out of that filthy swamp.
If you keep being entangled with him like this, you'll probably miss out on happiness for the rest of your life.
After you decided to break up with him, you discovered something unexpected.
"Open the door." Izana outside seemed to lift his foot, lightly kicking the door panel. "Will you open it yourself, or should I kick it down? The result will be the same either way."
Bastard.
If he kicks the door down in the middle of the night, the neighbours will definitely notice—getting a complaint would be trouble. And… not to mention the cost of repairing the damn thing.
Scowling, you grit your teeth and yank the door open, cursing him in your head.
Dressed head to toe in black, Izana came into view, one hand casually tucked in his pants pocket. His dark eyes raked over you, taking in your sleepwear, before he stepped inside without invitation, shutting the door behind him like he owned the place.
"What do you want?" You followed his steps, a sudden wave of nausea rising in your stomach. Gritting your teeth, you clutched the collar of your sleepwear, forcing the sick feeling down.
Izana’s eyes swept over the room before landing on you.
"Who said you could block my number?"
"I hate you. I never want to see you again—that’s why I blocked you." The way this guy treated you? Just some convenient woman to sleep with, no strings attached. "What, is an ex-Toman executive really gonna beg and stalk me now?"
Blame yourself for falling under his spell, escaping was never that easy.
Blame this face for being too damn good-looking. You’ve always had a thing for charming, dangerously handsome men.
"Don’t wanna see me?" Izana narrowed his eyes, closing the distance between you in two strides. His hand slid from his pants pocket, suddenly fisting the collar of your sleepshirt, "Then who do you wanna see… that friend of yours, the one with the plaid shirts?"
Staring into those eyes—still dazzling even in the dim glow of the living room and that careless ease in his gaze, you suddenly felt a rush of hatred for him… and, of course, even more for yourself.
It hits you—You’re such an idiot. The moment he beckons, you come running like some eager little puppy, wagging your tail, letting him play with you however he wants.
He ghosts you the second he's satisfied. No contact for days, like you never mattered. Just when you’d made up your mind to forget him and give that friend who’s into you a real chance… he shows up again out of nowhere.
He didn’t show even a hint of guilt, just acted like nothing had happened when he came back. And yet, you ran to him like he was the best gift you’d ever gotten, all reason completely gone.
Why were you so obsessed with a man like him? Weren’t there plenty of decent guys around—kind, dependable, the type who’d clearly make loving husbands?
If you just get along and let feelings grow, you and that friend of yours could absolutely have a simple but happy life, spending the rest of your days bickering and laughing together.
Why did you ever tangle yourself up with a man like him?
"L-Let go...!" His grip wasn’t that strong, but it still made your skin crawl especially when memories came flooding back. All those days you’d spent trapped in the mess he’d created, struggling uselessly against his control. Now, with your body already worn down and emotions running high, even this much contact felt unbearable.
A sudden wave of nausea surged in your chest—unstoppable, overwhelming. You frantically grabbed his arm, wrenching yourself free before stumbling toward the bathroom, barely keeping it together.
"Ugh…" You knelt on the cold tiles, fingers gripping the edge of the sink as you vomited violently, tears streaking down your face. Only after emptying your stomach until there was nothing left, did you finally feel slightly better.
A soft sound came from behind. Izana stood in the doorway, watching as you knelt on the ground, utterly broken.
"You sick? I’ll take you to the hospital." He moved closer, his hand hovering near your back.
Your whole body felt weak and limp, as if completely drained. You gasped helplessly, unable to stand, your head still swimming faintly.
You turned on the faucet, washing your hands and face. The dizziness in your temples faded a little, but your body still felt weak.
His hand settled on your shoulder, accompanied by a quiet question.
"…That reaction—are you pregnant?"
Your heart skipped a beat, startled by how sharp he was. You turned away, glaring at him furiously, the words spilling out before you could think, "Yeah, thanks to you hitting the bullseye on the first try, how impressive. But don’t worry, I’ll take care of it and live happily. It’s not your concern anymore."
Before you knew it, tears had started falling. You lifted a hand to wipe them away.
Lately, your emotions have been all over the place, you keep feeling like crying over nothing, like you’ve gotten so much more fragile… is this because of the pregnancy?
You brushed your hand through the damp ends of your hair, finally finding the strength to push yourself up from the floor.
It's all this bastard's fault that he never wears a condom, and he absolutely hates kids. Says raising them is a pain.
"You should go, I’ll handle everything myself." your voice had steadied, your body slowly calming. Hopefully tonight won’t be so rough.
"You’ll get rid of my child, then go live with that man who’s obsessed with you?" You looked up at him in shock, he’d seen right through you.
However, you never actually planned to get rid of the baby. When you first found out you were pregnant, the thought had crossed your mind—raising a child takes money, time, and energy, and Izana hated kids so much there was no way he’d help you raise one.
But... even though you know it’ll be hard, you still want to keep it, a child with your and Izana’s blood. Is this just maternal instinct taking over?
Originally, if not for finding out about the pregnancy these past few days, you were planning to give that friend who likes you a chance.
Because waiting for Izana, never knowing when he’d finally remember you, was too painful.
This man looks like the type of playboy who’d toy with women as carelessly as he’d toy with you. With him, an ordinary, mundane life is impossible.
You don’t want to end up pathetic and miserable.
"Not a chance." Your swirling thoughts were cut off by the sudden voice, Izana had closed the distance without you noticing. His arm slid around your waist, and before you could even gasp, he lifted you off the ground with one hand.
The man kicked open the bedroom door and set you down on the bed.
"You—what do you want?" You grabbed the nearest blanket, pulling it over yourself as you shrank back, as if that could somehow shield you.
Izana didn’t speak, his gaze drawn to an object on the nearby shelf. You immediately looked over, then quickly scrambled forward, trying to snatch the thing he’d picked up from the shelf.
"Give it back."
Izana moved his hand away, just out of your reach. He glanced at it for a moment, then tossed the thing back into the drawer before sitting on the edge of the bed, directly facing you.
"You bought baby shoes..." The man lifted the blanket covering you, his hand pressing against your lower stomach. "Do you want my child that badly?"
You passed by a baby store and your eyes were instantly drawn inside, everything was just too cute. Before you knew it, you’d already bought a pair of tiny shoes. Just imagining a little baby wearing them… god, too cute..
His hand was hot, burning through the thin fabric of your sleepwear, your breath catching in your throat.
"You want to have my child?" His hand brushed through your hair before tilting your lowered face up. "You really do love me that much…"
He saw right through every thought, his gaze was sharp, impossible to resist. As you stared into those eyes, your body trembled faintly. His hand pressed against your lower stomach, light, yet you couldn’t move at all.
"You’re not allowed to have my child… unless I say so." His fingers tangled in your hair, trailing down your cheek, his voice unnervingly cold.
"I…"
These past few days, the sudden changes in your body and the intense morning sickness from early pregnancy have left you feeling constantly low. Now he stood before you, his demeanor so domineering and harsh that the emotions you’d been suppressing finally boiled over. Tears spilled out uncontrollably, no matter how hard you tried to wipe them away.
How can this man be so terrible…
The emotions were too overwhelming, no words of protest or angry accusations came out. Your chest felt tight, clogged, leaving only tears streaming down endlessly, like an endless rainy season sky refusing to clear.
Izana watched as you cried, his face drawing closer until his forehead pressed against yours. His gaze, heavy with meaning, seemed to pierce straight through you.
"If you’re so set on having a baby…" The man seemed to ponder for a moment, his hand slipping around your waist. His words, spoken casually from those thin lips, carried an unsettling ease. "I’ll just be the father, then."
Huh? Hearing completely unexpected words, you looked up at him in shock, forgetting to even wipe your tears.
What did he say?
"…What did you just say?" You must have misheard. Wasn’t he the one who hated kids the most? By his own words, they were "a pain in the ass."
"Let’s get married."
You stared at the man in front of you, dazed, as if his words had suddenly become impossible to understand.
"I won’t let my child become an abandoned bastard, and I won’t let them go through the same things I did."
Why assume 'he'? It could be a girl too. Wait, why did they suddenly jump to marriage? That escalated way too fast, you can’t keep up.
"Well? Your answer?" Izana stared at you, his gaze heavy-lidded as he took in your frozen, shell-shocked expression.
"Huh, what?" From the start, you couldn’t follow his train of thought at all—how did things suddenly turn out like this?
"I’m proposing to you…" Izana looked at you like you were an idiot, his gaze suddenly turning sharp. "You don’t want to marry me?"
You shook your head hard, like an eager little rattle drum. "…No."
"That’s good then." The man’s eyes softened, returning to their usual careless ease but something about it felt different this time. You couldn’t quite place it.
"Still feel like throwing up?" Izana held you close, his hand sliding down from your waist, burning hot against your skin.
"…Much better now." Most of what you ate came back up, but at least your body’s settled down.
“What do you wanna eat?” He kept moving as he spoke, shoving the blanket aside and pressing his body down against yours.
You shook your head, no appetite at all right now. Just the thought of food made your head ache.
A warm kiss landed on the corner of your lips, then your cheek, Izana’s touch grew more insistent, heavy with want.
Your body instinctively flinched away from his touch, you hadn’t forgotten your current condition. "No, Izana... you’ll hurt the baby."
"So you better work harder..."
"No…" A hand pushed against his chest, trying to put distance between them and the overwhelming force of his presence.
"I’m really pissed off," he muttered, his grip tightening around your wrist as you tried to pull away. His voice dropped low, simmering with barely contained anger. "You just decided to break up on your own, ignored my calls, blocked me… and now you’re running off to another man with my child?"
"If it weren’t for the fact you’re pregnant, I’d make sure you couldn’t get out of bed until tomorrow."
Your body shivered instinctively at his words. Izana’s eyes were dark, unreadable… so terrifying.
That look in his eyes made you think... he might actually kill you.
The man grabbed your hand, guiding it downward, his voice brushing against your ear in a way that made your knees weak, "Make it up to me. If I’m happy, I’ll let you go."
……How are you supposed to fix this?
His hand guided yours, slipping beneath the waistband of his pants. Through the thin fabric of his underwear, your fingers brushed against his hardened length, making you flinch but before you could pull away, his hand closed over yours, guiding your grip around his swollen cock.
The man let out a soft, ragged breath near your ear, his warmth spilling over your cheeks and the curve of your neck enough to make your face burn. Beneath the tangled clothes, Izana was already fully hard, the rigid length pressing insistently against your soft palm, eager and ready.
Guided by memories of touching him before, you carefully stroked the thick length in your hand. Your palm wrapped around the base, stroking slowly, while your thumb swiped over the tip, rubbing deliberately over the slit.
Izana let out a muffled gasp against your palm, pulling you closer as he pushed himself deeper into your grip. His rough voice brushed against your ear, low and demanding, "…Harder. It’s still not enough."
Hearing this, you caressed him even more fervently, though for some reason, you still felt a hint of shyness. Even though you’d already done everything there was to do, having him hold you like this, guiding your hand while he panted in your ear, it still made your face burn with embarrassment.
Ah, the baby in your belly must be watching now.
...No, it's only been a month. It's not fully formed, can't see anything yet.
His cock was terrifyingly thick, veins coiled around its rough surface, and when it dragged against your palm, it hit the webbing between your fingers. The rough friction left your hand tingling yet he only grew harder.
Just as you were wondering how much longer he’d need before he’d finally let go, the man suddenly released his grip. His hand slid down from your stomach, slipping under the soft fabric of your sleepwear, pressing against the slick heat between your legs.
His deft fingers parted the folds between your thighs, calloused fingertips finding the hidden bud nestled within. With a light touch, he teased it, slow and deliberate.
"Mmm…" Your body tensed up instantly, fingers clutching his shirt. Izana licked into the curve of your ear, then sucked your earlobe between his lips like it was candy.
His fingers pushed in without hesitation, the hard edges of his nails teasing your folds before his long digits slid deeper, curling inside your pussy.
He knew every sensitive spot on your body, could easily make you cry out beneath him. His fingers went straight for the most dangerous places, following the rhythm burned into his memory, teasing your entrance with slow, deliberate strokes.
Slick arousal spilled from your pussy, coating his fingers as they worked deeper. Your thighs clamped together instinctively, not to push him away, but to trap his hand between them, leaving no escape.
"Relax." Izana sealed his lips over yours, his fingers growing bolder, teasing you until that tight little hole turned slick and dripping. The lewd, wet sounds of his thrusting fingers filled the air as if your body was shamelessly begging for more of his touch.
Izana’s thumb rubbed firm circles over your clit, his fingers thrusting deep into your pussy at a steady pace. When his fingertips brushed that sensitive spot again, you came with a cry, trembling in his arms.
"Ah… hah…" Your cheek pressed against his chest, skin glistening with sweat as you sank limply into the sheets, your body still trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure.
His fingers pushed up the hem of your sleepwear, exposing your still-flat stomach and the slick, wet mess between your thighs from his teasing.
His body pressed down over you, your legs parting as he hooked your calves around his waist just like before. Izana slid a soft pillow under your waist, his cock still hard from your touch, pressing against the skin of your inner thigh.
"No…" You shook your head frantically. What if he got too rough and hurt the baby in your belly?
"Smack, smack!"—the sharp sound of his hand striking your wet folds. A hot sting flares up, your face burning with anger and humiliation, "The hell are you doing…"
"Punishing you." Izana muttered, his cock pressing against your trembling pussy. He gave a few lazy thrusts against your slick folds before driving deep into you, using the wetness from your climax to sheathe himself in one harsh motion.
He wasn’t gentle at all. His thick, terrifying cock pressed against your soft, wet walls, driving deep, pounding into you relentlessly, carving your body apart with every brutal thrust.
Your body had been trained to obey him completely, the moment he pushed in, your walls clenched around him, hungry and eager. Izana fucked into you hard, and you whimpered, afraid his roughness would hurt the baby.
"Not so rough… be gentler… ah…"
The man gripped your waist, forcing you down roughly as your pussy stretched around him, swallowing him whole. You ached terribly below, your body stretched taut as Izana gripped your thigh, driving into you with harsh, unrelenting thrusts. Each one forced your hips deeper into the mattress, leaving you pliant beneath him, nothing but a trembling, overstimulated mess taking his brutality.
He seemed genuinely angry, and below was harder than usual. His thick, hard cock dragged ruthlessly against your walls, forcing your hips to arch up as you tried to squirm away from the brutal thrusts beneath you.
You begged him, but he didn’t respond. Trapped under his grip, you could only tremble beneath him, your body shaking uncontrollably, pleasure making you feel weightless like you were floating.
"What are you running from? It’s not all the way in yet…" He grabbed your hand, forcing it down between your bodies where his cock was still pressed inside your pussy, your walls clenching around him.
His cock was searing hot even as he pushed into you, part of it still remained outside, stretching your walls around him. Your hand was grabbed and pressed against him, then almost instinctively, you started rubbing him.
The man’s lips curled into a smirk as he looked down at you, trapped in his grasp. His cock dragged roughly over that sensitive spot inside you, the one that made your walls clench before slamming deep, almost hitting your cervix.
"……" Your vision swayed for a moment, eyes glazed, staring blankly at the ceiling before the unsteady gaze drifted back to his face. He hadn’t fully sheathed himself, but his cock already filled your tight walls, hovering just shy of your sensitive cervix.
Your legs hung weakly over his arm, your lower back pressed into the soft pillow. He was careful not to put pressure on your stomach.
He thrust into you again, his eyes dark with hunger, gaze raking over you like he wanted to devour you whole. But with the last shreds of restraint still holding him back, the frustration twisted into something sharper, a near-violent edge burning in his stare.
……If you weren’t pregnant right now, imagine how much he’d wear you out.
You don’t want to think about it. Even as he treats you roughly below, you don’t dare pull away.
If you dare run, Izana will make sure you regret it.
His breathing was rough as he gripped your calf, thrusting into you with urgency. Unlike the deep, heavy thrusts from before, this time it was fast and sharp, driving into you with rough precision.
Tears fell thick and heavy, streaking down flushed cheeks, while below, your pussy clenched tighter around his cock, wet walls clinging with each thrust.
"...Why are you crying? I’m not even fucking you that hard." Izana’s voice was rough, wrecked, the sound of it making your body even more sensitive. The slow, syrupy pleasure seeped into your veins, turning your limbs weak, your pussy clenching around his cock as if trying to pull him deeper.
"You're too rough…" Even when you begged him to go softer, he didn’t listen—just kept thrusting in, relentless. Your body was drowning in the kind of pleasure that felt almost overwhelming, each harsh snap of his hips driving his cock deeper, hitting your walls with a force that bordered on too much.
Then what do you call this? Isn’t this bullying?
Is the only way to be considered ‘bullied’ if he ties you up and forces you to kneel as punishment?
"Hah…" Izana let out a low laugh, thrusting deep into your walls, his cock moving relentlessly. "You haven’t even seen me when I’m really pissed."
He gripped your chin, forcing you down as his cock pressed insistently against you, his tongue swiping away the tear tracks on your face. The man thrust deep a few final times, his breath ragged, before he came inside you.
His lips sealed over yours, Izana gripped your chin, his tongue sliding in past your parted lips with wet, insistent pressure.
When everything finally quieted down, you were exhausted, your body slumping against his chest. The man pulled you close, wiping the wetness between your legs before tucking you under the covers. He held you against his chest and settled in to sleep beside you.
Your emotions were all over the place, and after another round of his punishment, you were too exhausted to keep your eyes open. Soon, you drifted off in his arms.
When you woke the next morning, sunlight flooded the room. Izana was still there, watching as you rubbed your eyes and sat up in bed. He poured milk into a glass.
"Get up, come eat."
The man stood with his chest exposed, wearing your floral apron. Sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting light over the defined muscles peeking out from beneath the fabric. The sight left you with a strange, almost surreal feeling.
Breakfast passed in a hazy, dreamlike atmosphere. As Izana tapped away at his phone, he glanced up at you.
"Did you sleep with that man while I was gone?"
Which man? You thought for a moment before remembering who he meant, then slowly shook your head.
Izana, sitting across from you, put away his phone, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his lips.
EXTRA SCENES
Good. That way, he won’t have to kill anyone.
On the desk of Tokyo Manji Gang executive Kurokawa Izana, books like "Essential Nutrients for Pregnant Women" and "Managing Emotional Instability During Pregnancy" began appearing. The man studied them with a focus sharper than when reviewing the gang’s financial reports.
One day, after the usual Tokyo Manji Gang executive meeting, a suited and relaxed Ran Haitani suggested they all go play pool. His newly opened establishment had a classy vibe, and they could even place some bets while they were at it.
"Next time. I need to go take care of my woman." Kurokawa Izana picked up his jacket and started walking out.
"Hah, you’ve really turned into a family man now… Bet your shooting skills have gone rusty." With his pale lavender hair swaying, Ran taunted, dragging out his words in clear disapproval.
"Wanna give it a try?" He looked at the young man with a straight-cut fringe, his usual sharp aura noticeably softened. A faint smirk curled at his lips. "Stay right there. Kakucho, put the apple on his head."
"Never mind..." Ran awkwardly withdrew his taunt.
That night, you soaked in the spacious bathtub, leaning back against Izana’s chest as he washed you. Foam covered your arms, making them slippery, while a few small yellow ducks floated in the bathtub.
This scene feels... too warm. It doesn’t quite match the man behind you.
You never expected Izana to be like this.
After bathing, they put on their yukata before he pressed you down onto the couch to blow-dry your hair. Once dry, he carefully combed it smooth.
Is it really okay to be spoiled into uselessness like this?
Staring at your own obedient reflection in the mirror, you asked yourself for the hundred and eighth time.
After drying his hair, Izana sat at the table and handed you a bowl of fish soup. For some reason, he kept insisting on making fish soup for you often. Was there some special use for it?
After secretly looking it up online, your face burned red—damn it, he really did have perverted thoughts.
You once asked him why he married you, why he took such careful care of you.
The man drinking coffee at the time lifted his head, his gaze cool as it settled on you. "I’ll make sure my child grows up happy. And you, as their mother, are necessary for that."
…So it was just for the child’s sake. You could almost laugh. Does this count as using the kid to tie down an executive of Tokyo Manji? When you think about it, you’re pretty capable after all.
Sigh... it's all just for the child's sake.
He mentioned things about his childhood being abandoned by his mother, left at an orphanage. Turns out, that woman wasn’t even his real mother.
No origin to return to, no destination to reach. Only when with others like you in Tokyo Manji do you feel less alone.
Seeing the girl across from him show a sorrowful expression, Izana set down the magazine in his hand.
Maybe it's about time... to let this guy know I like her too.
If you keep feeling unsettled, running away from home might become a real possibility.
