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Commission completed, happy customer! Fire Force anime characters: Konro x Benimaru

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Fire Force | No Touching

summary | when you place a bet that he can't even cum without your help, he accepts the challenge.

ft | benimaru, konro, joker

warnings | f!reader, nsfw, mutal masturbation, dirty talk

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Benimaru

The moment you set this challenge in motion, Benimaru is hesitant. He's not one to back down from a fight, but the second you shed your clothes and sprawl across the futon, he's losing all will. How can one be so cruel when they look so fucking pretty?

A drawn-out groan leaves his throat when you spread your legs, fingers inching closer and closer to your naked heat. This is torture you're teasing him. "This is supposed to go both ways you know?" you pout at him, seeing as he's still fully dressed in his uniform. The only thing amiss with his appearance was the evident tent in his pants; pants that need to be removed right now.

A barely noticeably blush crosses his face as grunts and gives in. It's only fair after all. He shoulders off the top half of his regular uniform and pops the button of his pants. You watch him from across the room as he strips and find it amusing how bashful he looks. It's not like you can laugh though, you're practically salivating at the sight of him.

"You're gonna kill me one of these days..." he mumbles mostly to himself. He leans against the wall across from you as he gives his hardened cock a few tugs. Mismatched red eyes bore into your form as his thumb swipes over the head. You can see the frustration radiating off of him, but you're not quick to give in. After all, he did agree, and you want to see how long it takes him to give up and take his loss out on you.

But Benimaru is determined to see this little challenge of yours through to the end. While he pumps his thick cock, he watches your circle your cute little fingers around your clit. In the back of his mind, however, he's planning about what he's going to do after he's won and how he's going to wreck you so bad you'll never suggest something like this again.

Konro

Konro's breath catches in his throat when he sees you stripped and bare for him when he comes back from a patrol. There's absolutely nothing more he wants than to feel your skin, to touch you. But you give him a warning look, reminding him of the arrangement you made earlier.

Internally, his thoughts are spiraling, but he stays as composed as he can possibly manage. He accepted this challenge, so he intends to make good on his word. Following in suit, Konro removes his own clothes, showing off his scarred muscles. You can't help but stare, and he notices.

Chuckling, he takes seat across from you and he can't help but admire you just as well. God, you look stunning. No matter how many times he's seen your naked form, he'll always remain in awe at your beauty.

Konro loves you and he knows you love him just as much. As he gets lost in admiration for you, he nearly forgets that you're currently across from him whimpering while you stuff your fingers into to your messy cunt. Even your face looks so cute when it's scrunched up in pleasure.

He sighs heavily while one hand runs down his waist to his cup his balls. Whenever he's alone usually, he'd always start off slow, working himself up while having you on his mind. But now that you're in front of him, watching him get himself off, he wants nothing more than to cum and get it over with.

No matter what silly request you make of him, Konro will want to follow through for you. So, he'll do this dumb idea of yours for now. But the second he comes, he's going to pounce on you. He loves you so much and just want to feel you so bad. So please be easy on him.

Joker

If it's a challenge you want, then it's a challenge you get. Whatever made you think this is a good idea, is beyond Joker, but he'll indulge you. He's always willing to try new things anyways. Since his secret hideout is void of any other occupants (Viktor), he takes the opportunity to undress himself.

"I'll do whatever you want, darlin', but don't start crying when you're beggin' me to shove my dick in you," he shrugs as he loosens his collar and kicks off his shoes. You have to scoff at him. There's no possible way you'll lose. He's the horndog in the relationship, not you.

He chuckles to himself at your overconfidence. Once all his clothes are stripped away, he digs for a cigarette from one of his pockets of the discarded clothes. He lights the stick and takes a drag before letting his back fall against the wall behind him and puff of grey smoke out of his mouth.

There he lazes in all his nude glory, raising a brow at you. With a cigarette in one hand, his other hand finds its way to the base of his already harden member. "Do you plan on holding your end of the deal or do you just wanna sit there drooling?" he asks as he begins to languidly pump his cock.

Involuntary, a moan slips past your lips at his demeaning tone, but you quickly try to cover it up with the fact that you're touching yourself. But like the know-it-all he is, Joker sees through you and smirks to himself. This is where the real funs begins.

Sooner or later, he's going to have you begging for him and he won't even have to lift a finger. Sure, he'll feign innocence and coo about how much you need him, and how he's willing to provide a helping hand.

You may have lost the challenge you put in place, but he'll make sure to comfort you in your loss by kindly plowing into you from behind and making sure your bedridden all tomorrow.

[think-ill-watch-it-burn]

hi! your content is so good ah man - I just reread your Beni/Konro sickfic on your old account, that was so soft and nice to read ?? would you ever consider writing another sickfic but with Konro instead? totally don't feel like you have to though lol

Why thank you darling!! I sure would! <3

A slightly long ficlet under the cut!

Konro was sensitive to temperature changes even on a good day, but when Beni caught him in the kitchen with a blanket wrapped tight around him shivering around a boiling pot of water he knew today wasn’t one of the good ones.

“Oi, you all right?” he questioned from the doorway, hands tucked in his sleeves in front of him, watching. Konro didn’t look up or even move to acknowledge him, a quiet grunt his only response. Beni sighed, rolling his eyes as he moved to stand next to his trembling friend. “You’re not sick, are you?” Konro’s glassy eyes slid lazily from the water to Beni’s face and back, expression utter misery, the energy to interact meaningfully long gone.

Beni heaved another theatrical sigh when he looked at the nearly empty pot, the water all but gone. He pulled it from the heat and turned to Konro, still staring limply at the burner where the pot had been. “Come on, big guy, lets get you to bed.”

“But my tea…” Konro rasped quietly, the will to fight waning as he allowed himself to be ushered from the kitchen down the hall to his quarters. Beni scoffed.

“I’ll make you some tea, but honestly I’m a little afraid you’ll fall asleep in the boiling water if I leave you to it…”

The pair went through the motions of undressing and redressing Konro for bed, piling layer upon layer of linens and blankets atop his shaking body, Konro halfheartedly attempting to fight off Beni’s nurturing the entire time. “I can make my own tea Waka, this is unnecessary,” he mumbled as he slid under the covers and settled his head against his pillows, words as empty as that poor pot.

“Yeah yeah, just lay down. Can I get you anything other than tea?”

Shivering despite gripping the blankets as close to his chest as he could, Konro looked pathetically up at his young counterpart. “Actually… I’m kind of cold.”

“Well, shit... I think that’s every spare blanket we have. Hang on, I'll check.”

A minute later - or maybe an hour, Konro could no longer sense time - Beni came back empty-handed. With a grunt and a gruff sigh Beni wordlessly lifted Konro’s covers and slid beneath them, tucked close against Konro’s back as he let off gentle waves of his pyrokinetic heat.

As the heat diffused beneath the blankets Konro turned to face his friend, refusing to make eye contact as he tucked himself beneath Beni’s arms and wrapped himself around his heated, slender body, swallowing the smaller man's lower half against him, selfishly absorbing as much warmth as he could.

[lobotheduck]

[qweaenr]

FIRE FORCE - Benimaru Shinmon - The mightiest Fire Soldier, The strongest

[tsastor]

The End of My World

Konro Sagamiya

CW: death of pregnant S/O, violence, sadness, angst, drama, and grief

Word count: 1,493

Pages: 6

Read time: ~6 minutes

A/N: Hello! I’ve been thinking about getting back into writing for a while, and I guess this is going to be the piece that does it. I’ve proofread as much as I could, writing on my phone’s notes app. I’m dabbling with the idea about making this into a longer reader insert fic. We’ll see how it plays out. Thanks for reading, I’d love to hear feedback!!!

S o l Y e a r 1 9 4

T o k o y o, A s a k u s a

The fires raged around the two men, fierce flames licking at their skin from the endless blazes of the buildings surrounding them. Too many of their friends they’d had to say goodbye to. Too many homes reduced to smoldering ash. They were spent, too much energy used trying to protect the village they loved. Their home. Konro Sagamiya was bent over, hands on his knees holding himself up. Shinmon Benimaru was weak-kneed, head thrown to the sky with his arms hanging limply at his sides. Both men were panting heavily. Where the hell was the Fire Force?

“Where is the Fire Force?! Don’t you think they should have gotten here a while ago?” As if the partners shared a mind, the younger of the two groaned to his mentor.

“Yeah, but we can’t rely on them. We’ll do this one ourselves.” Konro breathes back. The pair straighten and try to move forward with muscles and joints fighting them every step of the way, screaming for a break from this never ending hellscape. Benimaru’s knees give out beneath him and he collapses against a wood storage box.

“Beni!”

“Damnit, I can’t breath. Hard as I try, just can’t seem to get any oxygen in.” he chokes.

“You’ve reached your pyrokenetic limit. Stay here. I’ll be back.”

“Not a chance, dubmass. We both know you’re in the same boat as me-“ Benimaru was cut off, this gentle moment in the midst of battle coming to a harsh halt. A giant flame flares from the alleyway just ahead no doubt another loved citizen and friend turned infernal.

“What...” Benimaru starts, unable to finish his thought, not knowing what words to bring forth.

“What is that thing?” Konro asks. This wasn’t a normal infernal. This...was bigger. Stronger. More powerful than anything either had come up against. This was a demon infernal. It threw it’s claws back and roared at the two men, smile growing wider somehow.

They’d heard stories of them from the Great Fire, but they’d never thought they’d live to see one. Let alone fight it. Two horns blacker than night and the same color as its body protruded in wicked angles from it’s skull, holes of scorched ember where eyes once were below thin curling flames of eyebrows, mouth twisted into a wicked and devilish grin. It’s body was muscular yet feminine, looking distantly familiar to the pair, unable to pull the used to be friend from the far depths of their minds. Until something fell from the beast’s neck, tearing every fiber of Konro’s being to pieces.

It was the necklace Konro had given his wife on their wedding day.

“Damnit.” Konro sent his fist square through the center of Benimaru’s chest causing him to catapult through the box and house he was clutching to for support. He couldn’t believe it. What was is senior doing? Konro would kill himself if he fought this beast alone.

“What are you doing?! Konro!” Beni’s mind and world went black as his head connected with a support beam belonging to the crumbling house next door. As he fell to the ground unconscious the little remaining structure of building fell around him.

“I’m sorry, but with a rambunctious little brat like you, this is the only way to get you to sit still. It’s too soon Beni, I can’t let your flame go out yet,” his voice shook from the exhaustion and realization that hit him like a train, “especially knowing the fact that I’ve just lost mine. This is something I have to do alone. Rest up, kid. I’ll take care of this.”

The demon roared again, changing. The body now matched that of Konro, flames erupting from it’s back and shoulders just as Konro’s powers did. His stomach roiled at what he saw, cursing at the demon that had mangled the remainder of his wife’s form so grotesquely.

The battle was long and tiresome as tears falling from Konro’s eyes were quickly evaporating at the intense heat exuding from both himself and the demon. Sweat was whisked away as steam, barely being able to escape the struggling man’s pores before being stolen by the flame. He was already spent before the fight had begun, hoping to end his once wife’s suffering quick.

The form of his once kind, energetic, and soulful wife was berating him in a brutal onslaught, giving no space for the man to make a move. It took everything in him to defend himself let alone move to the offensive. If he hadn’t known better, he would say he was fighting himself.

He had openings. But any chance the man went for the kill her face flashed in front of his eyes, causing his motions to falter, lending the demon room to advance. The two were close now, a blow missing and putting Konro too close to the fire. The demon raised it’s head quickly, slashing Konro’s tired face with it’s sharp horns. He sucked thin, smoky air through his teeth quickly at the pain. Time was running out. He had to finish this.

He pushed the demon away from himself a final time, giving him just enough room to move. His hand brought itself up and around him in a circle, fierce flames erupting in an inferno behind him mimicking his movements.

“I love you,” Konro choked, “you’ve been brave for far too long. Don’t be scared, darling, I’m right here. Its time for you to rest. Sweet dreams my flower.”

The Crimson Moon erupted from his hand and shot straight through the demon’s chest, just as it had every time before. It never missed it’s mark. All of Konro’s energy and power erupted, sending him flying back into a building behind him as the demon was reduced to ash in the crater that laid in the battle’s aftermath.

Konro’s breath shook as his body spasmed, the stone behind him cold and welcoming to his burning flesh. He opened his hand and looked down. The half melted Sakura flower pendant was the last thing he saw as he allowed the darkness to overtake him, hoping not to wake. He wished to see his wife, and the child that was growing within her. Torn from life before even being born.

The coming months were the hardest Konro had ever faced. Though things were busy enough: rebuilding the once beautiful city now reduced to ash, building and preparing men for the official Company Seven Special Fire Station, and trying to pick up the pieces of a broken and shattered heart.

Any moment not spent discussing how things were coming along and offering guidance to Benimaru was spent in bed. The grief that raked through his very soul was insufferable. Hoping, praying that the tears ceaselessly falling from his sick eyes would drown him in their relentless waves. But no solace was granted to the sickly and broken man. He was forced to live every day with the burning reminder of the night his whole world was taken from him.

Benimaru spent his days organizing the men, taking on the leadership role he despised with every fiber of his being extremely well, despite his numerous and vocal protests. He wasn’t ready for all of this. He didn’t want it. If Konro had just let him help with the demon, he’d be fine, his tephrosis wouldn’t exist, and he’d be in his rightful position as Captain of Company Seven. It was the position Konro deserved. Not Beni. But the elder of the two was in bed healing wounds both physical and mental.

Benimaru was at his side every moment that wasn’t spent in the streets of Asakusa with his people. Giving conversation when warranted, sitting in comfortable silence when nothing was to be said, forcing Konro to eat, changing his bandages, keeping him clean, and watching every breath the man took in his sleep to make sure his chest was still rising and falling. Benimaru was not going to let Konro’s flame die yet. The people of Asakusa needed him. Beni needed him.

Slowly, time healed him as much as his ashen body would allow. Being able to walk the streets again. Chat with the loving people of Asakusa. Scold and guide Benimaru. Care for the men of the Seventh. Just as he had cared for his wife.

The pain never went away.

Every time his shoulders stung another memory of his wife raged through his mind stronger than the inferno that had taken her from him.

He knew it never would.

His wife didn’t mean the whole world to him, she was his whole world. And she was gone, life snuffed like the flame of a candle.

Slowly, he learned to smile again.

However, the brave and once strong man took a single unspoken vow:

Konro Sagamiya would never love again.

[jiyuus]

My Girl

2am- brain go vroom- brain write whatever bullshit this is~

This also contains things from the Manga/s2 (I haven’t finished it) so if you don’t want to know what happens, then do not read- but it’s somewhat minor so- also for future reference an Engawa is the porch outside of traditional Japanese houses (that you mainly see in Asakusa)

(also @grumguchi said they like my Benimura stuff so I’m tagging them)

Fem reader

I hope you enjoy! and if you want to be tagged in my writings, let me know~

[Shinmon Benimura]

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Living in Asakusa was... interesting, especially with what was happening at this very moment.

As you were walking down the market streets a basket in hand, getting the ingredients for tonights dinner especially because you had 2 guest come by for more training from Benimura, and a surprise guest who wanted to get stronger.

As you were walking along, picking out each ingredient, there were flashes of fire through the sky as the twins chased Tamaki, almost destroying the roofs as much as Benimura did. At that same time this was happening, a mule was dragging Shinra and Arthur through the town as Waka just watched with his hands inside his kimono. As you were looking at what was going on, and quickly put the pieces together, Waka spotted you and jumped off his place on a random engawa and walked towards you.

“What are you doing?”

“Shopping for dinner.” You simply answered, turning to a nearby vendor and picking up a random vegetable.

“But we have enough for dinner.”

“We had 3 guest, Beni.”

“You don’t have to cook for them.” You turned to look at him, a brow raised and your hands on your hips.

“Beni, first you have Arthur and Shinra doing the same thing Konro did to you, and second Tamaki is playing tag with Hina and Hika. If you don’t want them to die on your watch, then they need to eat.” You say, knowing very well what he was doing to Shinra and Arthur, while you knew that Hina and Hika would wear Tamaki down. Turning back to the stand, you wave Benimura off move on to the next stand, but instead of returning to see how Shinra and Arthur were holding up, he followed you around like a lost puppy. 

While walking, of course the people greeted you and Benimura, but you heard the screams of Shinra and Arthur, as well as occasionally saw Tamaki fall and get up before seeing Hina and Hika. Them greeting you before chasing Tamaki again and or them greeting you while chasing after the poor cat girl.

“I hope none of them need extreme medical attention, were too far from Company 6.”

“They’ll be fine.” Was all Benimura said walking off and jumping up to the roof where Hina and Hika stood, somewhat congratulating her on her accomplishment.

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As Shinra and Arthur were attempting to kill Benimura in the yard, you were in the kitchen preparing some fruits as Tamaki- who was now in an Asakusa kimono as she clothes burned off when she was playing with Hina and Hika- sat on the back engawa.

“Are you sure they’re gonna be okay?” Tamaki asked as you slid the door open with your free hand, setting the covered plate next to Tamaki before sitting down yourself.

“Yeah, if there’s a risk of either one getting Tephorsis Beni would stop immediately.” 

“But how would he know?” 

You pursed your lips together. “He wouldn’t, but he wants them to go beyond their current limit. Konro did the same thing to Beni when he was their age.” You slightly uncovered some of the fruits and took a slice, offering some to Tamaki you gladly took some.

“Did you see when Konro did that to Captain Shinmon?” Tamaki asked before taking a bite of the fruit. You stopped eating and looking up at the orange and yellow sky, trying to remember if you were there or not.

“I think so, but to be completely honest, things like that happened- and still happen- a lot.” You smiled sheepishly as you looked at the girl. Benimura was the youngest among the neighborhood watch at the time, only being in his teens. Hearing random screaming and cheering was an every day occurrence while young kids and teens roamed the bustling streets of Asakusa.

“Despite what the empire might say, Asakusa is lively everyday, and no real harm is caused unless for good reason- even if there reason may not be the smartest.” You said nervously laughing as you stood up, a wave of heat washing towards you and Tamaki. “You might want to stand up.” You warned, knowing that either Shinra or Benimura were going to cause some fire to fly your way. 

Getting up Tamaki stood by the door where Konro and Hibana stepped through moments later after your warning.

“Good afternoon, Y/N.” Konro said while sitting in the same place Tamaki was sitting moments again. You greeted him back, while snuffing out some fire that happened to get a bit too close.

“So you’re a second gen.?” Hibana asked, looking over you with her flower like eyes. Simply nodding, you continue to snuff out any fire that got to close, being careful not to snuff out the boys fire in the process.

“So what brings you here, Captain Hibana?” You asked, taking your attention of the boys and still snuffing out any fire that got to close. Hibana only looked at you with surprise, being able to tell when I fire got to close- which even then was only about a foot away.

“How can you do that?”

“What? This? I’ve lived with and around Beni my entire life, and living in Asakusa being a second gen. was always helpful. You learn to get a feel for it after sometime.” Snuffing out each flame within a foot of the engawa with easy. You’ve had to put out a lot of unnecessary fires in Asakusa, almost every second gen. that worked with their power knew how to put one out without even looking at the fire.

Something that people from the Empire probably wouldn’t understand, and would instead call barbaric.

“It’s impressive to say the least.”

“Yep, that’s my girl.” Benimura said while coming up from behind you and hugging you. It wasn’t necessary rare for Benimura to do this, but it still caught you off guard each time.

“Stop doing that! Each time you nearly give me a heart attack.” You scold, turning around in his hold before looking over at the scene he was previously standing in. 

Shinra and Arthur laid almost dead like in the yard, their eyes turned to X’s and their faces in the dirt as Tamaki, Hina, and Hika poked at them.

“Are they dead?” Hina asked as Hika started to kick Shinra’s body.

“No, they’re just knocked out.” You said, unraveling yourself from Benimura’s hold. “Beni, help me bring them to a spare room. Konro, Tamaki can you start preparing for dinner?” You asked, hopping down from the engawa and walking towards Arthur as Benimura walked towards Shinra- shooing the brats as he picked Shinra up and over his shoulder. 

“Arthur would probably say something about how unknightly it is that he’s being carried by a woman.” Tamaki giggled as she went inside with Konro, you laughed along as Benimura helped you up on the engawa before going inside.

“Only my girl could carry a brat like a bag of potatoes and be perfectly fine.”

“I love the encouragement, Beni, but it’s weird- I’m only strong because you used to kick my ass when I trained with you and Konro.”

“How else was I supposed to spend time with you.” He asked, almost chucking Shinra into an empty room before you had to stop him and say that, that will only cause more problems for him later if he did that.