mitsuri who will always have her hands on you, hand holding is a must, if not ; she’ll hold onto your pinky! if that isn’t possible either then a handful of your fabric clothed will be! in a crowded place your arm is a go - to. she’s incredibly attached and always will be seen with you, not a moment were you two aren’t together and neither of you two mind it that way.
mitsuri who will squeal for any touch of affection you give her, she’s cute like a puppy for attention. absolutely loves it when you give her head pats or forehead kisses, she finds things like that more romantic than an actual kiss - though she loves everything and anything you do that she appreciates more than anything that you genuinely love and care for her.
mitsuri who will always pamper you in kisses and affectionate touches, rambling of how adorable and cute you are she couldn’t resist the temptation, it was like her body had a mind of its own and did it all! absolutely no self restraint when it comes to you.
mitsuri who will surprise you with a hug on the back, with the fake malicious intent of scaring you. the hugs are warm and lovingly - filled with genuine love and care. tickling while she hugs you from behind is a must, she enjoys seeing you laugh and smile, and the fact she did it? she’s on the moon right now. if you aren’t ticklish she would be embarrassed and mumble a quite apology, burying her head in ur back. the chuckle you make will always make up for the embarrassment.
I’m back!! I finally finished that fic I mentioned forever ago lol. Believe it or not but since school’s started I’ll be able to produce more work. Without further ado here is some long overdue love for Mitsuri! As always, enjoy~Amanda
Side note: the fact that I'm almost to 1k followers is mind boggling so thank you all!!
Warning: NSFW, mild dom/sub themes, eating out, semi-public, Fem!reader, language
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“Hmmmm” you sighed in relief, submerged up to just below your nose in the boiling water of the hot spring. It had taken some major planning, but you managed to gather most of your Hashira friends (Sanemi and Obanai both thought this was a waste of time) to take a much needed vacation at a local hot springs in the mountains. “Sometimes you could be such a child” Shinobu snickered from the edge of the water; she and Mitsuri sat wrapped in white towels, the water morphing its shape to hug their form- you almost purred at the sight of Mitsuri’s breast, just barely covered by the cloth.
floated over to the girls, tightening your bun in the process. Mitsuri couldn’t help but giggle as she watched the way her friend glared, your fingers finding Mitsuri’s. Shinobu stretched, pulling herself out of the water, “I don't want to end up like a prune so I’m going to bed, you two love birds stay out of trouble” she winked, grabbing her robe and disappearing.
As if on instinct, you moved to Mitsuri’s lap, your legs trapping her against her seat. “You look so pretty with your hair down” you cooed playing with the loose strands. She looked away shyly, her arms softly hugging your waist. “You always say I’m pretty, so how will I know when I look bad?” she probed. “Impossible. You’ve never looked anything but beautiful”. You moved on from her hair, your fingertips brushing against the skin of her neck up to her cheeks, holding the rosy flesh in your hands, your thumbs rubbed soothingly along her features.
Mitsuri hummed in content as your lips traveled along her skin, leaving open mouthed kisses along her jawline, down her throat, until finally reaching her lips. You pressed your chest against hers, groaning into the kiss at the feel of Mitsuri’s hard nipples against yours. Your tongue slid along her bottom lip, silently asking for permission, nibbling gentle against the swollen skin. Her grip on your waist steadily tightened as her legs figgetted between yours. “We can get into a little trouble, no?” you flirted, toying with the edge of the towel. Mitsuri fervently shook her head, already trapped under the spell of your touch.
You shifted, bringing your knee between her thighs, pressing against her naked mound. “Agh!” you swallowed her moan with your mouth, moving your knee back a bit. “ Sorry baby, but you’ll have to be quieter than that” You held her chin, staring into her wide eyes, “Just over that wall are all the guys, you wouldn’t want them to hear you” you inched your knee closer again, just brushing against her folds. The sound of Uzui’s booming laughter emphazed your point. “Or maybe you want them to hear how easily you come undone at my touch. But you know baby, I don’t share, I want all your delicious noises for myself so if you can’t keep quiet I’ll just have to stop” you pulled away slightly, “No! I’ll be good I promise” Mitsuri pleaded, pulling you against her. “That's what I like to hear baby, you're always so good for me” you dawdled, your knee gently grinding circles against her cunt. You pulled her towel open, riding her of the pesky cloth and leaving her on full display.
You thumbed at her nipples, watching the way Mitsuri shuddered at your touch before taking one in your mouth, sucking. Mitsuri covered her mouth quickly, broken moans muffled as they slipped through the cracks. If she was having a hard time piping down now, you couldn’t wait to watch her struggle during the main event. You switched between sucking and nipping while your leg still worked under the water, never putting more pressure than needed. Your whole body worked in a steady pattern, never easing the pleasure you were giving- if you weren’t careful Mitsuri would come sooner than you wanted.
You pulled off her breast with a wet pop, marveling at the hot mess beneath, pressing harder against her clit. Your face landed in the valley between her breast, licking a trail up over the juncture of her neck, across faded marks from previous nights. Mitsuri’s eyes were screwed shut, she was biting her fingers so tightly in an effort to suppress her mewls that you were afraid it’d draw blood. In one swift motion, you pulled away completely, ceasing all movement. Mitsuri whined at the loss of your touch, her bulging eyes pleading. “Don’t worry baby,” you removed her hand kissing the palm lovingly, “you were so good for me, of course I’d let you cum” you pushed her wild strands back behind her ears, peppering her skin with kisses. “Could you sit up on the ledge for me please? I promise you’ll feel good” you urged, placing the towel on the cold floor for her to sit on.
She nodded hazily, lifting herself out of the water and onto the towel. You growled at the sight of the water beads falling down her naked skin, her flushed cheeks filled you body with warmth- oh how you couldn’t wait to taste her. You gripped her legs, pulling them apart slowly, too slowly for Mitsuri’s liking. Your eyes bore into hers through wet lashes, biting at the supple flesh of her thick thighs. “Y/n please” she cried, her arms unsteadily holding herself off the ground. “Be patient baby girl, you know I just love this part” you mumbled against her inner thigh, the skin littered with bruises. You could smell her juices, close enough that your breath caused shivers to pass through her spine. Your index finger trailed her sopping slit, gathering her slick on your finger. “See? Beautiful.” you showed off her mess like it was some glistening prize, before bringing your finger past your lips.
Mitsuri couldn’t take much more of this teasing, she was desperate for anything. For you though, she would sit through hours of torturous teasing and that thought alone brought you face to face with her dripping pussy. “Baby you should lay down, your arms will get tired” you spoke caringly, your nose grazing her navel. She did as she was told, yelping at the sudden feel of your tongue prodding her hole. You pushed her lips apart, your tongue moving as far inside as possible, your nose bumping against her sensitive bud. Her delicate fingers held your hair, the others returning to her own mouth.You licked and stretched, drinking up as much of her as you could. “You’re delicious baby” your sultry voice rang, the muffled vibrations causing Mitsuri to clench around nothing.
You moved south, stuffing two digits into her soaked cavern; she winced in pain slightly. “It’ll only hurt for a minute baby” you consoled, your thumb rolled against her nub in hopes of distracting her from the dulling pain. You circled your lips around the quivering bud, tugging it gently. Mitsuri sobbed quietly, your fingers scissoring inside of her, just brushing that special spot she yearned for you to touch. You were relentless; edging her closer to her release with each swirl and thrust.
You couldn’t help but giggle at the girl writhing on the stone floor in front of you.. Her face was flushed and her brows knitted tightly in ecstasy, sweat mingled with the drying water that cascaded down her milky skin. Her knotted tresses sprawled out on the floor, while her own manicured tips gripped your roots yanking from time to time- Mitsuri’s fucked out image was stunning.
Swiftly, you hoist her legs over your shoulders, the new angle giving you easy access to her g-spot, ready to abuse. Mitsuri’s muscles constricted in a feeble attempt to keep herself from suffocating you- if you were going to die, there would be no better way then to be suffocated by your girlfriend. . “Go wild baby” your sinful smirk pushed her over her limit. Her moans sprunge free and breathy from her puffy parted lips, her eyes locked on your bobbing head as she held you in place with a firm grasp, feet digging into your shoulder blades. She came hard, a string of cries and stuttering “Y-Y/n”. You drank every drop of her salty-sweet slick, Mitsuri ground her hips against your face, riding out her climax.
You savored the lingering taste on your tongue, cleaning the glistening residue off your chin with the back of your hand only to wipe it away with your tongue. A shiver passed through your spin as the chill air tickled your damp body, clambering out of the heated water at last, slithering up Mitsuri’s spent body slouched against the stone. “You were so good for me baby” you smiled softly, petting her unruly hair. “It's the least I could do, you always treat me right my Love” she mumbled wearing an exhausted expression. You relished in the feel of your slippery, bare bodies pressed flush against each other for only a moment before moving to stand. “Wait.” Mitsuri moved to clutch your hand, “what about you?” she huffed wistful, round eyes. “Don’t worry about me princess, you’re body’s spent” you reached for a dry towel, engulfing Mitsuri’s shivering form in its warmth. “Besides, there’s always tomorrow” you baited with a seductive glare.
You woke up alone, Mitsuri’s flowery scent already fading from your shared space. You groaned, rubbing your sore knees, the rocks from last night really did a number on the tender skin. “Where is she?” you thought, scrambling out of the mess of bed sheet.
“Morning” you grumbled to the gaggle of Hashira’s, all baring a creepy knowing smile. You watched confused when Shinobu spoke up, “I heard you had a pleasant time in the springs last night” her eyes hiding something sinister. “Yes! We could hear all your gasping laughter from our side of the wall!” Rengoku added, sporting his own grin as Uzui’s wolfish laughter shook the room. “I’m going to find Mitsuri” you shouted exiting, “Oh she went to go shower, she said she was dirty” your face flushed- They fucking knew.
★CEO!Mitsuri Kanroji x Assistant fem!Reader★
Synopsis★Mitsuri has a HUGE crush on you, her sexy assistant. One day, she gets the idea to invite you over. But as smart as you were, you were oblivious to what she really wants.★
Includes★praise kink, strap-one,squirting,stress relief, neck kisses, making out, slight body worship★
★W.C★2.1k
“You’ve got to stop worrying yourself sick” you say to Mitsuri, not that the girl was listening. She was far too lost in the sensation of your hand down her bra. You were squeezing and prodding at your tit, massaging the fat flesh just the same as you were her ass.
You tut at her when she doesn’t respond, grabbing her hair and pulling her back against you. Her eyes burst open as she moans from the tension on her scalp.
“C’mon, you’re a good girl baby, and what do good girls do?” you ask.
She manages to pull herself away from your pleasurable hands, just enough to answer you. “Th-they listen” she moans.
You reward her answer with a kiss to her shoulder, “Atta girl” you say.
Spinning the shorter girl around, you run your hands along her curves until you get to the top of her button up. Your hands slid against the fabric. Unbuttoning the pink haired girl’s top.
It’s so slow it’s killing Mitsuri, she wants nothing more for you to forget about her clothes, rip off her panties, and fuck her against her desk until all the stress of that week was drowned under all your praise.
But you took your sweet time, pulling off her shirt, letting your arms trace down her body as you drop to your knees, dragging her skirts zipper down with your teeth.
As the fabric pools around her ankles you help her to step out of it, halting her attempts to pull off her red bottoms. You kiss up her body, slowly standing up. Starting from her calves, the pretty plush of her thighs then pressing a soft kiss to her clothed slit.
Laughing at the way she twitches and now at your full height again, you let your hands slide down to her waist.
Mitsuri looks adorable, face flushed and pupils shaking with need. She wanted you so bad right now, wanted you to help her relax like you always did.
The pink haired girl braces her hands against your shoulder as you pull her close, rubbing comforting circles along her hips.
The two of you are so close, lips pleading to touch. Mitsuri leans in and you pull away, teasing her just a little. But when she tries it again, you let her lips land on yours.
It was unprofessional, for a boss to be naked in their home office, begging to be fucked by their employee, their best one at that. But Mitsuri couldn’t bring herself to care. Not when your lips were pressed against hers so sweetly.
She has been kissed plenty of times before but no one kissed her like you. Your lips made her feel like the most special girl in the world.
And to you she was a girl to be cherished, to be worshiped and taken care of. That's why you did so much for her. Why you agreed to stay over and help her with work, why you held her so tight, why you had a surprise under your skirt just for her.
Your kisses trailed down to her jaw, moving to mouth against her neck. Mitsuri moaned, hands gripping the nape of your neck to pull you closer.
She could feel you everywhere, you were everywhere.
The closer you pull her, the more she feels the strap tucked under your skirt. She gasps as the stiff rod rubs against her clit. It barely grazed the nub, but you had gotten her so sensitive already. Anything was better than nothing.
“You feel that baby” you speak, kissing your way back up to her ear.
She nods her head, gasping as you spin her around and ease her down onto the desk. Her arch is incredible, the flexible girl easily finding a comfortable position against the desk.
“I brought it just for you sweetie” you tell her. Your hands reach for her panties, sliding them down her hips. You smile at how pretty her pussy is, practically shopping, just for you. Your hand glides through her folds and you laugh at the whine the girl lets out. You suckle on your finger, moaning at the taste. Everything about the girl was sweet.
You don’t take your time removing your own clothes, throwing your suit on the ground. Mitsuri peeked back, trying her hardest to get a peek at you. So sexy you were, standing tall with your strap sitting prettily on your hips. It was a pretty pink color. A stark contrast to the nasty length of the dildo. It had to be at least nine inches.
All Mitsuri could think about was having you stuff her pussy full. If you were inside her, she swore she would die happily.
When you come up behind her, you brush all her hair to the side, pressing a kiss to her back. “Want me to prep you baby?”you ask, surprised when Mitsuri’s pleading voice tells you, “No”.
Your hands run along her body soothingly, strap resting against the crook of her ass. “A-Are you sure, it’s not tiny sweetie, I don't know if you can take it.” you speak.
Mitsuri turns to you, gripping the edge of the desk. She grinds against you softly as she speaks to you with a desperate look in her eyes. “Make me take it mama, I need your cock so bad” she says filthily. And your eyes darken. There was nothing like a pretty girl begging for you to fuck her silly.
You slap the fat of her ass meanly, leaving a red mark on the pale skin. “Filthy slut aren’t you?” you giggle. A free hand moves to grip your dick, running the pink strap along her folds, teasing along her clit just to watch her shiver. But finally, you let the tip slide past her folds.
“O-Oh, yes” Mitsuri moans at the feeling. The dick was girthy, matching nicely with its length. The stretch was amazing, stinging a little…but tolerable to the point where pleasure was all she could feel. You ease your way in. Taking your time. Even though she was confident, the girl was a tight little thing. Her legs are already shaking as you bottom out.
Your hips rotate in small circles, stretching out the girl’s pussy. Misturi’s moans were pillowy soft, music to your ears. How you couldn’t wait to make them turn into screams of your name.
When you’re sure Mitsuri’s ready, you fuck into the girl at a steady pace. And Mistsuri just couldn’t get enough. You filled her so well, so deep she swore she could feel your dick in her stomach. She had never taken anything so big before, but you knew how to work your strap. Everytime you pistoned into the girl the tip of your strap nudged against that pretty spot against the front of her gummy walls.
One of the strong hands that were gripping her hips moved to wrap around Mitsuri’s neck. When you squeeze lightly, you marvel at the way her cunt clenches and her moans get louder, less restrained. Exactly what you wanted from the girl.
“Look at you baby, soaking my dick and it’s barely been five minutes” you say, your sweet tone being discredited by your mean strokes.
“C-Can’t help it!” she cries out, “It’s so deep” she moans.
You make sure your strokes hit deeper after that, smiling as she wails out from the pleasure. “Yeah, s’deep baby?” you moan in her ears, “Where ya feel me?”
Mitsuri loves the way you talk to her. It runs pleasure through her whole body.
“Fuck it’s in my s-stomach!” she moans and they only grow into tiny screams as you fuck her harder. She swears she loses her mind as you pull her up against you. The deep arch and the new angle made her legs quiver.
The only reason she was even upright was from your tight hold on her. So secure she was sure she could go limp right now and you wouldn’t stop fucking her. Her pussy was so wet, slick sticking to your thighs and hers.
You couldn’t get over the sound. It paired with the roll of the straps hilt on your clit was gonna kill you.
“You love this dick, don’t you sweetie?”, but Mitsuri’s too lost in pleasure to respond, but that was okay, “Don’t worry, you don’t gotta talk, your cunt’s doing enough talking”
“Don’t you hear her, she loves getting dicked down as much as you”
Mitsuri would agree with you, if she could hear anything above the sounds of her moans. You were just giving it to her so well, she almost wasn’t sure if she could take it anymore. It was just so much. You were so deep, kissing all over her body, stretching her so well.
“M-Mama, I don’t know if I can't-take it” she moans out to you, one of her hands trying to press against your pelvis, in a futile attempt to make you slow down. But you grab both her wrists and hold them behind her back, your grip on her neck tightening.
All of that paired with the fastening of your hips has Mitsuri screaming babbled cries of your name, “There we go baby girl” you smile, “Take this dick just like that”
She could barely form a thought anymore. All she could manage to think about was your fat strap pounding deep into her cunt. She could feel her pussy twitching with need. Meanly close to cumming, making a mess all on your cock.
This was what you wanted, for her to stop worrying, for her to let you make her troubles go away. “That’s my good girl, this is all you needed for someone to fuck your little pussy dumb right?” you say,
Mitsuri mindlessly nods her head. She would agree to anything you said at this point, as long as you didn’t stop feeding her your mind blowing thrusts.
Not like you wanted to stop anyway, just a little more and she would fall off the edge Mitsuri had been teetering on for a while now. But you wouldn’t let yourself finish, not until you got to watch Mitsuri fall apart on your cock.
“Fuck baby, you gotta loosen up” you groan. Mitsuri was gripping you so tight you were almost struggling to fuck into her. “Cunt’s so tight you gotta be close, huh?” you ask.
“YES!” she screams and you felt bad about the noise complaint she was sure to get, “I wanna cum so bad!” she tells you.
That was clear, you knew how bad she needed to release. Stress will have you desperate for pleasure and that was the only way to express Mitsuri’s state right now. You let go of her wrists, sliding down her body to lay a finger on her clit. And Mitsuri actually starts crying as your fingers circle her clit.
You rub the nub with expertise Mitsuri has never experienced. It felt like every part of her was being toyed with to the point of no return.
“Oh my god! You’re gonna make me cum Mama!” she moans, “Please don’t stop”
And you didn’t plan too, “I won’t baby, I won’t” you assure her.
“Just let go for me” you tell her, “Make a mess on my cock baby girl, drench it” you say. Your pleas sound a little more needier than you intended. But you couldn't help it. You just had to see her cum.
And when she does, the sight is beautiful. It hits her so hard she doesn’t have time to warn you. All you see is your boss freezing up, whole body still going. And then, with more tears and a loud ass cry, she squirts…everywhere.
The liquid trickles down her thighs, down your strap and onto your own legs. The floor would need to be cleaned from the puddle that formed underneath her. Then came the shaking, her thick thighs trembling as your thrusts don’t stop as you start to chase your own orgasm. You push as deep into her as you possibly can and Mitsuri lets out a pathetic whimper as your hips start to hump against her.
You follow close behind Mitsuri, biting the flesh of her shoulder. And though your orgasm wasn’t as strong as hers, it was enough for you to have to brace yourself, grabbing onto Mitsuri’s hips as you come back to your high.
Your cock stays buried inside her as you press a soft kiss to the place on her shoulder where you had bitten her.
Mitsuri was exhausted, you could tell. So after a good shower for both of you, you help them get changed and help her into bed, leaving her there with a kiss on her forehead.
She was really lucky you valued her and your job, because you were about to spend all night reorganizing all the papers you two had knocked off her desk.
And clean up the mess Mitsuri made on the floor.
Oh to take care of Mitsuri’s pretty pussy~ Kinktober Masterlist|2024
