hi, do you write aus? can I request bonten!izana with a pregnant reader during an ultrasound?
A/N: hi babes, sorry for being inactive lately i've been sooooo busy plus i feel so unmotivated to write anything:< anyway this is one of the requests that is rotting in my inbox lol. i hope you enjoy it, anon!
“Little Heartbeats”
Bonten!Izana x pregnant!reader
“You’re nervous.”
You glance over at Izana, who’s slouched in the too-small chair beside the examination table. His usual suit jacket draped across the back of the chair. But his eyes — sharp and pale — are watching you like a hawk.
You exhale. “A little. First ultrasound, you know?”
His hand finds yours. “It’ll be fine.”
That’s Izana-speak for I’m nervous too but won’t admit it. He’s still got that edge to him — Bonten’s leader, blood on his hands, chaos in his bones — but when it comes to you, everything softens. His thumb brushes the back of your hand in slow, absent-minded circles.
The doctor walks in with a smile and greets you both, making small talk as she sets up the machine. “We’re going to do a quick check today. We’ll listen for the heartbeat.”
Izana’s grip tightens slightly, and he scoots his chair closer.
You lie back and pull your shirt up, exposing your belly. The gel is cold — you shiver — and Izana mutters something about needing to install better heating in this place, as if he owns the clinic.
Then the probe touches your skin.
Static at first. A low hum. Then—
ba-bump. ba-bump. ba-bump.
Your breath catches. The sound is faint but steady, like a tiny drum inside you.
Izana goes still.
“That’s your baby’s heartbeat,” the doctor says warmly.
You look over at him — and the expression on his face nearly makes you cry.
He’s wide-eyed. No smirk, no arrogance, no aloofness. Just… awe.
“That’s them?” he murmurs.
You nod. “That’s our baby.”
He swallows. Slowly. Then leans in, hand still clutching yours. “You’re sure they’re okay?”
“Perfectly healthy,” the doctor confirms.
Izana doesn’t say anything right away. Just stares at the screen, at the blurry shape nestled safely inside you.
And then, quietly — softer than you’ve ever heard him — he whispers:
“…I didn’t think I’d get this far.”
Your heart twists. You squeeze his fingers, and he finally looks at you.
“You did,” you say. “We did.”
He leans forward and kisses your knuckles. “Guess I’ve got a reason to stop dying for things.”
You smile. “Now you live for them instead.”
He lets out a breathy laugh, brushing a thumb along your belly like he can already protect the tiny life inside. The terrifying Bonten executive who once ruled with fear now looks at you like you hung the stars — and at the screen like it holds his future.
“You’re gonna be spoiled, you know that?” he murmurs to your stomach. “I’ll make sure of it.”
And for once, the king of destruction sounds like a man who finally found something he wants to protect.
syp: MDNI tokyo rev guys as submissive men— pt1, pt2 cw; semi public sex, cuck behavior ft shin, sex slave, lazy anal play (might be very ooc, pls don't come for me) all timeskip vers, enjoy beebs ᝰ.ᐟ
izana: hear me out—he's a brat. all that cocky energy fizzles out the second your hands are on him, tracing feather-light touches across his gloriously tanned skin. but don't think he won't push back, with biting words, just to rile you up so you have no choice except to put him in his place. you're at your wits end with this man; all day it's been nonstop, snarky quips all in that condescending tone as if you didn't leave him a trembling mess on your bed just that morning. horny bastard. so here you are; jerking izana off in a grimy dive bar bathroom, his knuckles gripping the sink for dear life. you shoved him in here after he flashed you that shit eating grin, like you were scared. that you wouldn't act. wrong. "not so tough now are ya?" you sneer, watching the way his knees buckle with every quick stroke of your wrist. "this is what you wanted, right? to be treated like the dirty slut you are..." like yeah, it's a bit mean n cruel yet izana's cock throbs in your hand at your words, already so close. sometimes you need to fuck the bratty attitude out of him, remind him who's in charge. your pace quickens, biting on his bottom lip to muffle his whimpers—until he's spilling his load onto the sticky, beer soaked floor.
wakasa: this man on the other hand, i'm sorry i gotta say it, cuck. he gets off on watching you fuck another man, in this case he's posted up in a chair by the bed as his best friend, shinichiro, pounds into you. from here he gets the perfect view, the bounce of your tits, your face screwed up in ecstasy—stroking his cock in sync with shin's sloppy thrusts into you. it wasn't by accident either, completely premeditated, dropping countless filthy tidbits of you guys' nightly activities to his pathetic virgin buddy. that lead to this moment. waka giving shin tips and advice on how to please you, "play with her clit- no, not like that. slower..." and "spit on her pussy, she likes that." until you're writhing, body coated in sweat. by some miracle no one has complained about the noise, the headboard slamming against the wall, filthy groans from both men and your sweet, high-pitched whines. his eyes stay trained on you, mentally capturing every moment; how your back arches, the creamy mess you're making on shin, down to the way your toes curl. like a chain reaction, all three of you cum one after another, first shin then you and lastly, waka. he regrets not setting up a camera, guess y'all will have to do this again sometime.
seishu: he is a prince in everyway, a doting gentleman, even going as far as running a bath for you after a long day, "welcome home, love." helping you slip out of your shoes, your clothes, each article dropping to the floor as sei plants kisses to every part of you his lips can reach. the only thing he cares about is your happiness, comfort, and pleasure—sure he likes cumming as much as the next guy, but witnessing you orgasm? ground breaking. earth shattering. he's in heaven. soon the two of you are tangled up in the tub, limbs splayed over and over each other's, steam rising into the air. it starts slow, a soft press of lips, smiling into his mouth and letting your hands wander. you touch him like it's the first time, mapping out his body, fingertips catching on the healed scars. eventually sliding lower, hearing the breath catch in his throat as you brush against taint, teasing his asshole. what better way to relieve the stress of the day than playing with your favorite toy. seishu never complains, just takes whatever you give him (with consent ofc). two fingers slide into his hole, he clenches as they drag against his g-spot, lashes fluttering. tonight you want to take care of him first, he'll repay the favor ten times over later.
kunaiiikittennn 𖹭 i feel like sei's is a lil all over the place ;—; please do not repost, copy or steal my trash ᝰ.ᐟ
After hearing Izana was making plans to suddenly bring a fight to a gang in Shibuya called Toman, an immediate pit settled into your stomach. A gut feeling about the outcome of the fight made you search for information. After asking questions, you soon gained the information of when and where the fight will take place.
What you didnt anticipate was for him to lock you up in a room.
Izana said he had something to show you, and you naively followed him; he even made you go in first. When you turned around, fully expecting him to follow after you, only he didn't. Your heart dropped to your stomach at the look he gave you before shutting the door.
You were in shock at first, staring at the door, but the sound of the lock clicking made you realize what he was doing, and you didn't waste a beat to start banging on the door, screaming and begging him to let you out. Your pleas fell on deaf ears.
But you didnt let it stop you. You searched around the room for anything that'll aid in your escape, when you found some tools laying around. Immediately, you began to disarm the lock, and when you fully undid the damn thing you got out immediately.
It was already late, you even had to take the train to Shibuya which was quite a way. You were upset at him for resorting to such methods, but you were also worried sick. How the hell did he even know you were gonna go after him?
All you could do was anxiously wait until the train arrived, in which you abused the flesh of your lips with your teeth along with the one residing in your cheeks from anticipation, and when you heard the announcement call for Shibuya, you were the first one out the door in a flash.
You ran and ran, the cold air violently hitting your bare face and hands, feet rapidly thudding against the ground as you ran with all your might. At some point your eyes teared up, you couldn't tell if it was because of the cold or the worry eating up your mind.
Breathing heavily, you finally saw the familiar and red carriers all over the place, the lights on which helped in aiding you to make your way around the site, especially since it was already dark. The place was surrounded with people in red, and some in black uniforms. Your eyes desperately searched for the white haired male, and your eyes eventually found Kakucho as well, and you felt a gasp leave your throat at the sight.
Kisaki! You knew nothing good came from him, and at the sight of him pointing a gun at your beloved little brother made your legs move on their own, and you saw Kisaki raise his gun as if preparing to shoot, when Izana began to push Kakucho. There was this sudden warmth that filled your chest at the sight, but there was no way in hell you'd let him take the bullet.
Kakucho was your little brother after all, if anyone were to protect him it had to be his big sister, right? You were thankful for your now sore legs that made it in time as you blocked Izana from Kisaki.
At first, you didn't feel anything, just this warmth that slowly began to burn so badly that the pain quickly became unbearable. Eyes flickering towards Izana, you felt a faint smile stretch your lips to see him unharmed, your lids grew heavy immediately, and your body thudded on the ground, unmoving.
Izana was silent at first, his eyes wide as he stared down at your body, his mind seemingly processing this information until eventually it sunk in. He blinked down at your body, his first thought was denial. No way, it wasn't you right?
He locked you in that room. Yeah, you were in that dark place waiting for him, this was just a lookalike, or maybe he hallucinated you. A shaky breath left his parted lips, knees weakening, bringing him down to kneel before your head that faced away due to laying on your stomach.
Kakucho stood there silently before eventually moving to crouch down, putting one knee to the floor before pushing your shoulder, bringing you onto your back. A choked sob left his lips at the sight of your familiar face, hands trembling while remaining on your shoulders.
“(Name)...?” His voice called softly, the blood rapidly leaking from your back, puddling on the floor beneath you. Izana could only stare down at your face, everything faded at the moment, his hearing, his mind, thoughts, as if the world was enveloped in a silence from your death.
“No way. No.” He found himself say, eyes hot with tears as he stared down at your unmoving body, face serene as if you were having the most peaceful sleep. It looked as if you were going somewhere far away, leaving him to stay behind, alone.
“Wait.” He called, pulling your body closer, your head now on his lap as he looked down at you, watching the way your eyelashes rested atop your cheeks, eyebrows smoothed out along with your lips, not a single knot evident in your features.
“Where are you going?” Izana asked, hands cupping either side of your face, his own learning down in front of yours. “My love…” He trailed off, his voice trembling as he moved to press his forehead against yours, awaiting, hoping for your eyes to open, desperation filled him at the thought of seeing your (e/c) orbs that looked to have stars in them.
Watching his own tears begin to land on your cheeks, Izana saw them run down the side of your face as if they were your own, as if you were mourning your past with the people you cherished and loved. He inhaled deeply and shakily, breath trembling at the realization you were already gone, out of his reach.
More tears fell on your cheeks as Izana began to cry quietly, his heart aching so badly it burned, a heavy lump in his throat. Tightening his hold on your face, he pressed his forehead against yours once more, eyes shutting slowly. “Come back to me, my love.”
-cw: oral, making out, handjobs, cursing, suggestive themes, intercorse
he was a man of power. a man of influence. someone who you knew you shouldn't be messing around with. izana kurokawa. the name alone left tingles down your spine and not the kind you would expect. they called him the king- which you thought 'how cocky'- in your mind as he came walking through your door way when you noticed the half drawn look across his eyes. " everything alright, darling? " you asked him wide-eyed with your hands already across his shoulders massaging him when you heard him start to groan into your neck. " yea- everything alright.. uhh- can't take. no. more. " he said as he always did while he began undressing you. complaining about toman to his girl was just what izana needed most days for sometimes hours on end. but today was not one of those days.
his hands were rough from tough jobs over the years of climbing his way to top executive of the toman foundation. pulling on your ass and quickly finding his desperate fingers between your panties, izana kissed into you without a second thought. he was rarely home until very late in the evenings and could not help but feel a flutter in his chest whenever he noticed the lights from your main room still glowing from the street pulling up to the small condo that you rent. the instant his tongue made its way inside of you- it felt like honey was dripping inside your mouth. he was so damn sweet- there wasn't much more you could take. grabbing him by the collar you pushed him off of you- thoughtfully as you helped him by guiding his weary body to the living room loveseat, where you placed your body on his resting your thick hips on top of his gaining his full attention and his little ones as well. "mm.. babe-' " ssh-' you put your finger over his lips for him to better understand. in the heat of the moment seeing him donned in black luxury in his work suit from head to toe, your body ran hot with need and his body was what you desire more than anything else. his pretty eyes danced when they saw how horrible your face was begging, pleading for him to be inside of you already. " hm, such a needy- girl i have. gotta give her what she expects or else.."
" or else what, zana?" that was it. challenge accepted- izana grabbed your head and gently by the back of the neck he flipped you over onto the sofa to see your innocent reaction to his startlement. " now what was that for!?' lips pouting- you looked at him for an answer and instead were met with his charming smile. " you're mine baby- gotta remind you of that now, do i? ' he said as he twisted his length of his fingertips deep into your aching mess. " ah- mm..!' you could barely breathe let alone mumble beneath what he was doing. " i can't hear you my love-' hearing his husky sultry voice had you crying out in agony. " ah- zanaa!' fuck don't stop! " but as soon as you replied he took out his fingers. leaving your mind a wreck and shivering from the small stimulating foreplay he was giving you knew that you had to have him-
you watched as he unbuckled his pants and removed his belt flawlessly- so much so you'd think he practiced it. his cock bounced out from his boxers instantly from the weight of how heavy he was- watching while his girth anxiously waiting to please your dripping pussy drenched in your own juices running out of patience but awaiting him ever so timidly. his hands stroking himself left you mesmerized and he had to snap at your attention twice to get you to look at his direction when he tried calling your name to shift up a bit. " you can be cute, sometimes y/n .' "oh, sometimes?' you said towards him amused knowing full well it was more than that. "yea.' he had said, leaning into your face hovering over you with his arms around your head and his warm breathe trickling down, tracing all over your cheeks. " but right now you're not cute. -you're sexy af.'
reaching his one hand finding itself deciding needily to toy at your breast and the other hand in between your lips beneath your skirt- the only remaining clothing he allowed you to wear on your skin. the under garments you adorned were the last thing to go as he watched as your flawless skin with its pearly luster underneath him shining with so much beauty he thought surely he would be exposed- that you notice the extra excitement he had in his smile with how you had him feeling this evening. getting lost at sea from his love, as usual- started to take over until you found your way back to the surface. " baby, please.' you gave him your most pathetic glance and he couldn't help but chuckle at your adorable little face. " of course- my darling. ill give it to you right away.' -
pressing his heat inside of you his body tensed when he felt how tight you swallowed his cock desperately, in turn. " hold up- babe. gotta help you a bit-' diving beneath your legs his tongue dragging lazily across your clit causing you to erupt in sheer pleasure, all you do was could weakly moan when he tried his best to release some of your tension near your wet walls with his mouth. jerking his soft tongue in and out of your folds he had you reeling- unable to take anymore of his ecstasy as you brought his face to meet yours in a kiss drunken off of your own juices.
his cock throbbing at this point found its way back in you, this time a lot more careful to get in with ease. he saw as relief came over your expression when he went and hit your cervix without trying. " good girl- alwys such my good girl for me-' he said almost to himself chanting from how good he had been delivered. "want you to take it all, sweetheart.' he breathed lightly as he spoke quitely while pounding himself into you- endlessly and you loved every second of it. " yes- zana.. ah! please!' " tell me what you want, baby.' he quipped with a smirk that could catch flies. "wan- cum bab- want all of you.. uh- ah!' you cried as he majestically made your insides sing with joy. for what it was worth- izana was your beloved. more than anyone could say or scare you into even thinking. he had his way with you - one that no one else did. this man was the embodiment of your existence and you'd be more than happily do whatever it was he asked of you. no matter- what the request.
as he neared toward his on-going climax, he noticed your fucked out face staring up at him so intimately and precious that he had to hide himself pulling you in close, with his face inside your neck to cover the way the his cheeks grew crimson in anticipation of your release. izana loved to see you cum more than anything- it was a treasure of his that only he knew of. he wanted to make sure he was staring into your eyes the moment of impact when then- he lost it. staring at you normally was enough to get his boner on- full well but having you looking at him as an irl ahegao made his dick empty itself inside your pussy.
" zana- yes!' mmh- ' you whined. " ohmg-d' tears streaming down your face words barely audible as you were entranced by his lavender gaze as he poured the remnants of himself in you. " take it all baby- every drop for you.' squirming in pleasure you found his hand and grabbed it firmly between your legs, riding out your orgasm. his vision met yours as you both fixated yourselves on eachother. turning slightly, you went to grab onto the mattress when you felt his hand on your back tracing small circles on your skin with his thumb.
" -who said i was done w you, love?' you stared at your man. knowing this was going to be a long night. -🌙
