Happy (late) Birthday Nina🌟🌟!! I came back from the dead for this... I bring you Fiona and Kambe to give your cake!(^♡^)
(It looks like I'm holding them hostage for this but...yea you're not wrong)(first ever ask so I'm pretty nervous about this :,))
OMG THEY ARE SO CUTE!!!!! Look at them!!! I love Fiona’s sleeves especially — the texture is so pretty! ❤️💜
Thank you so so so much for thinking of me! 🎂 (And never fret about sending asks — if I don’t reply, it’s either that I haven’t seen it yet or that Tumblr straight-up ate it…)
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You’re one lucky gal, Daisuke Kambe’s wanted to marry YOU. (Spare some change for the poor (me)?)
Let’s address the obvious: You have a shared bank account.
You get E V E R Y T H I N G you want.
You want a Louis Vuitton purse? You got it.
You’re determined to purchase new Christian Louboutin heels? Do it; you have the money.
Gucci Belt? You already have three.
Question: Did you ever meet someone who does the sexiest things... but indirectly? Thats Daisuke.
When Daisuke is concentrating on his intense stack of paperwork, he bites his bottom lip.
Daisuke undoes his tie with one finger (right pointer finger) when he arrives home from work.
When he’s hot (all the time), he rolls up the sleeves of his black button down.
Puts on his Rolex watch without look. He looks directly in your eyes. Its second nature.
Closes the button of his blazer with two hands.
If Daisuke performs any of these actions, you find yourself melting where you’re standing. You cannot believe this man is this attractive. He steals your breath away.
EVERYONE R E S P E C T S YOU
When you walk into Daisuke’s company, everyone is at your service because you’re “Y/N Kambe, the boss’s wife.” If you ask for something, you receive it within seconds.
Sure, Daisuke’s is a great husband - but please drive. For the love of God, please DRIVE.
Owns the most BEAUTIFUL apartment in New York City.
Daisuke has a HEART of GOLD:
Has a “soft spot” for children: He’s constantly donating towards foundations like Make a Wish, The Sunshine Kids, St. Jude’s, Ronald McDonald House, and Childcare Aware at least five times a year.
Donates under “Anonymous.”
When you’re riding on public transportation or standing in an elevator, and it starts becoming too crowded; Daisuke will give up his spot for older men, women, and children.
Despite assuming the role of the richest and kindest man in the world, Daisuke has social anxiety. He grows nervous and begins shaking when he is meeting any of your new friends. Overtime, your important loved ones will grow close to him, but expect to see Daisuke shaking in his boots if he’s meeting someone important to you. Since you’re married, he’s close to your family now; but he was a nervous wreck.
LOVES making you breakfast in the morning with his $1,000.000 waffle maker.
He always makes a HUGE mess because he makes his own homemade batter (Yes, Daisuke cooks. He doesn’t hire people to cook).
Nearly E V E R Y D A Y Daisuke wakes up early in the morning to assure your penthouse is spotless. He doesn’t like you acting as a “maid.” (He hires people three times a month to deep clean).
“You’re my wife, not my maid. No woman should be forced to clean because of poor societal standards.”
When Daisuke gets frustrated, his eyebrow furrow.
He cannot stand grocery shopping by himself. He gets confused by the littlest things.
When Daisuke can’t figure something out...
When people disrespect you, you’ll see him get angry.
Daisuke’s weakness is when you’ll tie his black tie in the morning before he leaves for work.
After making sure it the expensive fabric lays perfectly on his chest, you’ll stand on your tip toes to kiss him on the lips.
“Have a good day at work, baby.”
Make Daisuke’s lunch, write him “love notes,” and slip them inside of his lunchbox.
Every time Daisuke comes home, you’ll notice your notes aren’t in his lunchbox.
One night you were rummaging through his bedside drawer when you noticed a large black velvet box. When you opened it, your eyes began growing soaked with tears; within the box was EVERY NOTE you ever wrote to him.
NEVER NOT WEARING his black WEDDING RING engraved with your name.
If a woman approaches him, he politely showcases his wedding ring saying, “My apologies, I have a wife.”
Here’s a shocker: Daisuke H A T E S receiving expensive gifts.
Daisuke can buy anything. He’s tired of receiving expensive gifts, but you’re the ONLY person who knows. Instead, you’ll purchase him ten-to-thirty-dollar gifts that remind you of him.
Daisuke’s cheeks will begin to blush looks at the tiny gift you purchased him. As you begin explaining its significance, you’ll notice tears begin pooling into his eyes.
HUGE pictures from your wedding day are scattered throughout the penthouse.
Your wedding song was Perfect by Ed Sheeran. Without the lyrics.
There was a reason behind his madness: On wedding day, during your first dance, you placed your head on Daisuke’s shoulder and sang the lyrics to him.
U.N.I.T.E.D. F.R.O.N.T - You’ll never stand alone.
ADORES your intelligence. Daisuke fell in love with you, your personality, appearance, and especially your intelligence.
Throughout Daisuke’s entire life, women act brainless and submissive, but not you. He loves your smart mind and independent nature.
Still CHECKS YOU OUT all the time.
Especially when you’re wearing business attire paired with a lingerie top or simple silk dresses.
Match him. He will start drooling.
MESMERIZED when you take your hair out of a ponytail or claw clip. He LOVES watching your hair cascade down your back.
Daisuke NEEDS to be connected to you in public. He latches onto your hand lacing your fingers together, gently touches your waist, or places a hand on your thigh. However, his public displays of affection WILL NOT go further. He’s a classy man.
O B S E S S E D with K I S S I N G YOUR LIPS.
When you’re speaking to Daisuke, you’ll notice he’s staring at your lips imaging how soft they are.
You do not fight often, but it does occur. Especially when he puts himself in dangerous situations.
Due to a near-death experience, you grew frustrated and (unannounced) left your home to find a hotel room. Immediately, Daisuke tracked your location.
Within two hours, he knocked on the door. You saw your husband clutching a bundle of flowers and chocolates. With tears streaming down his face.
“Please, don’t ever leave. I’m so sorry - I’ll never do it again. Just don’t leave me. I NEED you.”
Plans the most P E R F E C T dates.
During winter, Daisuke plans to stroll around New York City to see the Christmas lights.
In the spring, he takes you to your favorite Whinery.
In summer, Daisuke privately rents fancy manors hoping spend a few private nights in with you.
During fall, you two curl up into a cozy blanket and light scented candles to watch your favorite horror films.
To surprise Daisuke, you often order tickets to see various orchestras across the country. He becomes enchanted by the sound of violin and piano music. However, his jaw drops during orchestra concerts.
IF YOU HAVE CHILDREN:
They are S.P.O.I.L.E.D. R.O.T.T.E.N.
The most popular kid at school because you two are the parents.
When they are little, they LOVE holding onto Daisuke’s pinky finger as you’re walking.
If your child must attend any sports games or music recitals, you two are always present. Daisuke is the dad constantly taking photos of your child.
Daisuke LOVES watching you rock your baby as you’re singing to them.
LOVES traveling around the world with you.
If you’re working on your laptop, Daisuke slowly comes up behind you. He kisses your cheek and slowly moves down your neck to your sweet spot. (Yes, he memorized where it is).
You’ll have sweet make-out sessions in the kitchen when you’re cooking together.
Gotta keep that spice in your life.
You’ll always claim, “I’m the happiest person in the world.” However, Daisuke denies your statement. No one can be happier than him. After years of being married, Daisuke still cannot grasp how lucky he is to have you.
“I love you with all my heart and soul, beautiful.”
NSFW
Despite being a sweet and loving husband, Daisuke will become a M.E.N.A.C.E in the bedroom.
Before you both start undressing, Daisuke pulls his black gloves off with his teeth.
Wear R.E.D. LIPSTICK
Daisuke LOVES ruining your red lipstick. Watching it smear across your (and his) lips as you engage in a heated make-out session, turns him on.
Often drags his thumb across your bottom lip to smear a line of red lipstick to your breasts. When you look down, you’ll notice a stained line where his thumb traveled down your body.
ADORES when you wear black lingerie.
Once, you matched some lingerie with Daisuke’s oversized blazer by draping his attire across your shoulders... You were nearly unable to walk that morning.
Seeing you wearing black lingerie accompanied with HIS professional blazer corrupted his mind and stained his pants.
Many individuals believe Daisuke would degrade his significant other within the bedroom, but I’m not buying it. You will feel loved and be praised as Daisuke’s wife.
“So goddamn stunning, baby.”
“You like that don’t you, Angel?”
“Baby, you’re so wet. You’re such a good girl.”
KISS HIS NECK - (Take Nike’s advice and) Just do it.
Takes his time worshipping your breasts. (He’s definitely a boob guy.)
If you’re arriving home from an important event/meeting in a gorgeous silk dress, don’t expect to be ignored.
Within seconds of closing the door, Daisuke pushes you to the wall and starts running his fingers over your nipples as he thrusts his tongue in your mouth.
If you enjoy walking around your home half-naked, (at any time) Daisuke can bend you over a hard surface, slowly push your underwear aside, and bury three fingers inside of your cunt.
“You can’t walk around half-naked if you don’t expect to be fucked, baby.”
LOVES seductively staring into your eyes and biting your bottom lip as he’s fingering your pussy. He enjoys the feeling of your walls clutching his fingers.
O.I.L. M.E.S.S.A.G.E.S. - Daisuke LOVES messaging your naked body with oil.
Enjoys fondling your breasts and running his fingers over your sensitive nipples.
When you’re lying on your stomach, Daisuke spends MINUTES rubbing and squeezing your ass.
Soon enough, Daisuke spreads your ass cheeks and buries his tongue inside of your lubed pussy. The sound of his oily hands traveling along your body as he’s eating your pussy is his own paradise.
Doesn’t mind paying for your nails because he imagines the sight of your pretty nails jerking off his cock.
Drapes his arms across the back of the couch as you slowly drop to your knees.
Daisuke intensely watches your every move as you’ve settled between his legs. Looking into his eyes, you’ll pull down his zipper with your teeth to remove his cock from his pants.
Licking up the length his cock, Daisuke throws his head back in utter disbelief.
“Fuck, baby. Please do that again.”
Melts in his seat if you start sucking his balls. You’ll notice Daisuke’s legs start twitching within seconds of running your tongue along his genitals.
Daisuke isn’t a lover willing to share your body, but he CANNOT ERASE the image of you having another women’s head buried between your legs as he watches. (He hasn’t told you this, yet).
However, no men. He’s the only man that can pleasure your body.
Wake Daisuke up by placing your soaked pussy on his stomach. When he’s awakened by you rubbing your pussy across his abs, he cannot help but grab onto your hips and increase the friction.
“Baby, you could have woken me up with a good morning. Now I see you’re only using me to cum. Here I thought you were a little angel, princess.”
“Yes, DADDY.”
Opposite of “Yes, daddy... but PASSIONATE LOVER
C.O.C.K.W.A.R.M.I.N.G.
You feel complete once Daisuke finally buries himself inside of your pussy. He refuses to move as you’re locking lips muttering how much you’re in love with each other.
“Daisuke, please move.”
“Not yet, baby. Let me stay inside of you.”
Expect MORNING SEX. The morning is the perfect time to slowly fuck your tight pussy because he’s hard and warm.
Daisuke’s favorite sex position is a classic: MISSIONARY.
According to Daisuke, missionary is a perfect position to look into your eyes, kiss your lips, suck on your neck, and watch his cock disappear into your pussy. (It’s the best).
SEX in the WATER
In the hot tub, Daisuke gently pulls your breasts out from your small bathing suit to suck on your nipples as you ride his cock. Chasing your orgasm, the sound of water splashing sounding like waves of the ocean.
Remember how obsessed Daisuke is with your hair? Well, he loves pounding into your pussy from behind to watch your hair drape down your back moving with every thrust.
I almost forgot, if Daisuke is fucking you from behind and you have back dimples, he buries his thumbs into them and forces your ass back on his cock.
LOVES OBSESSED with SEX TOYS.
Buys a new one each week.
Surprise... Daisuke presses a vibrator to your sensitive clit as he’s pounding inside of you.
Eases a diamond butt plug into your ass.
Daisuke will cum anywhere. Inside of your body - on your body - who knows?
Mostly spills him load onto your stomach or ass.
If Daisuke cums inside your pussy, he gathers the load with his fingers and brings them up to your lips.
“Open wide, baby.”
“I know you love the taste of our cum together.”
The aftercare is S.T.U.N.N.I.N.G.
Following an intense love-making session, Daisuke draws a bath for the two of you. You’ll lay between his legs as he messages and cleans your body.
“You can still walk, right, love?”
Honestly, I don’t think you can.
THANK YOU FOR READING - BEFORE YOU LEAVE...
I wish to apologize for my lack of posts. I try to create a requested headcanon two times a week, but it seemed impossible this week. As many of you know, I am a senior in college. This week has been hectic in regard to my major.
Daisuke and Haru with a crush on reader and her sister both are baristas from their(boys) favorite cafe, but but but.....
The cafe baristas actually is just as rich as Daisuke is, but they tries to act like they is middle class, so nobody sucks up to them to try and get to them just for their money.
Like and soon, he and Haru have to go on a mission which includes them being spies for this mission. As they walk in and meet the head spy and as they are talking the topics change from work to family, friends and plans, hey both find out the head has two daughter, pretty ones at that.
As they are talking, in bursts the door two pretty girls who just happen to be reader and her sister in the spy suits and their hair messy and reader's sister crying about how some newbies took their guns and filled them with powder instead of bullets for their shooting practices, all while Haru and Daisuke are just staring at the pretty barista billionaires arguing with their father.
They either fall in-love all over again or fall more in love with the two (if that's possible, that is) and they try to befriend them, but due to some circumstances they can never talk or when they muster up the courage to talk something happens.
Then they always volunteer to be the spy for any of the missions given to them knowing they can either get close with the sisters or get the sisters to patch them up after they intentionally got hurt on a mission.
‘Click Click Clack Click’ Was the only sound your fingers made while typing out your final document before you could head home that Friday night. You were sitting in your office in the dark and the only thing that lit up the room was your computer screen. A small sigh escaped your lips as the tiredness started getting to you. A few minutes later, you were startled by the sound of glass breaking. Was it a burglar? So late at night? Why this office? So many thoughts ran through your head.
Your first priority was to escape so you opened the door to see a tall man about 5’8” and wore a suit. He had short, slick black hair and a black earrings. “Why are you here?” The tall man asked, looking at you with his dull bluish-grey eyes. “I should ask you that!” you said taking a step back to take a look at the man a bit better. “Detective Kambe Daisuke.” He said as he held the badge to your face. “Well Detective, do you have a warrant?” You ask leaning on your table.
“I own this place.” “From when?!” “From now on. Which means I don’t need a search warrant.” He said give you a winning smirk. “DELTA, buy my place back for me please.” You said adjusting your spectacles. “Understood, purchase of the building is complete. Balance: unlimited!” an AI said through your earring. “Where’s your warrant now, Honey?” Kambe looked at you with his eyes slightly widened. You could clearly tell this was the first time he has been outsmarted. “HEUSC-“ you didn’t give him a chance to complete his sentence by punching him in the face, knocking him out instantly.
Kambe woke up slowly to see his handcuffed to the pole of the staircase. “Sorry… Are you okay?!” you asked concerned because punching random people (especially a detective) at midnight wasn’t really your shtick. “Why did you want to search my company?” “Because I’m on a case. Why did you punch me if you have nothing to hide?” “It was reflex. What does it have to do with me?” “Nothing. I got a lead here. Can you uncuff me?” He asked shaking his hand. You nodded and did as he said “By the way, I’m sorry about your earring… It kinda broke when I punched you.” “You what?” Kambe asked this time irritated.
“I’ll replace it for you so don’t get too worried.” You said knowing well that his earring was an AI. “I’ll get back to you in a few days okay?” you took your bag and went towards the door. Kambe didn’t move an inch. He stood there frozen as if he was waiting for something to happen. “Uh hello? Detective, get moving please.” He looked at you blankly and got into the lift with you. You headed to your car and opened the door. “Dude- Detective, don’t tell me you don’t know how to get home.” You looked at him and sighed “Get in the car.”
“Where do you live?” you asked gently. “I-I don’t know.” Kambe let out a frustrated sigh. “You what?!” you stepped on the brake and looked at him. “You’re telling me that you depend on a piece of chip to take you home?” Kambe looked away embarrassed. “Fine, my place then. Only because you’re a Detective.” You said and drove to your place. You usually spend your weekend having a nice dinner and your favorite beer from the local store by the beach. You got off the car and bought a few bottles of beer that was enough to get you and your potentially new Detective friend tipsy.
You laid a clean blanket on the sand and sat down and breathed in the salty air. You looked behind to see Kambe standing behind and looking at you weirdly. “Why would you do that?” He asked genuinely curious. “Do what?” “Sit on sand? You’re rich enough to afford a tent with air-conditioning then why sit on a lousy blanket?” You laughed slightly and tapped on the blanket gesturing him to sit “Sit and I’ll tell you.” Kambe sat cautiously and looked at you. This was the time he got to take a proper look at you. “Being rich doesn’t mean you can’t be grounded once in a while. It feels nice to just unwind and let yourself loose with nature instead of swimming in money.”
Kambe processed what he had just heard while looking at the sea. “It’s nicer to breathe in the beach air and watch the waves crash into each other under the stars.” You paused and took two cans of beer and gave him one “And have a nice drink that isn’t Cabernet…” Kambe looked at the can and took a sip. This was the first time he has tried alcohol from a local store. “Come here every week, Detective. It feels nice having company.” You said taking a sip of beer. “Don’t you have friends that could do the same or your parents?” He asked, opening another can. “Well all my friends don’t like this idea for obvious reasons and my parents have never really been a huge part of my life from childhood… They moved to the USA after I graduated junior-high” You felt good getting that out of your system. You laid down and looked at the stars twinkling. “I’ll come.” He said as he did the same as you.
A few weeks had passed since then, Kambe made it a point to meet you every week by the beach and you both had gotten closer. You finished your work and headed to the beach to see Kambe standing there for you. “Did you wait long?” You asked as you gave a small smile and walked towards him. Kambe felt his heart skip a beat when he saw you smile. “I just got here.” He said as he helped you set up the picnic. A few cans of beer in, Kambe and you were a laughing mess.
“You look even more handsome when you laugh!” you said laughing as you leaned on him. Kame stopped laughing for a bit and looked at you “Thank you.” He said coming close to you. “You’re the reason I laugh this much- in fact, you’re the reason I want to come here every week. You’re the only woman I wanna talk to, get to know. You’re the reason I want to get off of work early and you’re the reason I want to be grounded more… What I’m trying to say is, I like you Y/n. You're a cool person to hang out with.”
A few years had passed and you started dating Kambe. You both would still continue your beach dates. It was yet another Friday and you went down to see a car waiting for you. A small smile curved came on you when you knew Kambe came to pick you up. You got in to see your favorite beer and snacks at the back. You and Kambe sat down on the blanket and started drinking. "You know," you said looking at him "Four years ago, today we met for the first time." You said "Only because you punched me..." he chuckled.
"I love you, Y/n. Thanks for keeping me grounded." Your eyes were glazed and you didn’t know what to say. You pulled him into a kiss and you both melted in each other. His palms cupped your face as you pulled him closer grabbing his tie. Eventually you pulled away to catch your breath. "I love you, Detective." You said looking at him with a gentle smile. From there you both knew being by each other's side brought you both happiness that no one else could bring!
