- he’s taken back at first, even a little flustered
- though he can’t deny the obvious strain against the front of his sweatpants
- all it takes for him to go feral is a small cry of his name slipping past your lips as you bury your fingers even deeper into yourself
- he’s immediately making you aware of his presence with a low growl, barely giving you any time to shriek and pull back the sheets from embarrassment as he strides over to the bed
- “need my help, pretty girl?”
- you’re not given a chance to respond
- pushing your legs close to your chest, he’s immediately diving in to place kitten licks against your swollen nub, two fingers prodding at your entrance before entering you at a lazy pace, pumping in and out in sync with his tongue’s assault on your gushing cunt
- you’d have had at least 3 orgasms on his tongue and fingers alone by the time you’re done
- he just wants to make you feel good okay?
- not his fault that his ego takes it as a challenge that leaves you crying and quivering but still begging for more
mikey
- literally just walks in, sees you and is like “oh? guess this is what we’re doing now”
- definitely one who joins you without even asking, if you look at him all embarrassed, he’ll just say something like “go ahead, why stop on my account?”
- once you do though, he’ll make sure your eyes remain on him, even going out of his way to pull apart your legs so that he has a perfect view of your dripping arousal
- he doesn’t moan much in general but his heavy groans and grunts are heavenly !!
- isn’t even focusing on stroking himself as his eyes shift in between your pleasure filled face and your fingers moving in and out of your cunt
- right when you’re about to reach your edge though is when he’ll finally pull away your hand, making you cry out as he just gives you a cheeky smirk
- he’ll lean back against the headboard, stroking himself once more as he gestures you to ride him
- “you can do all the work tonight baby”
- it’s a blatant lie, he’ll be the one to edge you on his cock till you forget everything but his name
- would probably fall asleep with you cockwarming him if he wants to “punish” you even more
baji
- he is so fucking smug about it
- “couldn’t wait for me, could you? what a poor needy thing-”
- he won’t deny you of anything though
- another one who wouldn’t mind watching you play with yourself before he finally gives in
- he’ll fuck you like he has never before, something about the thought of you trying to pleasure yourself yet failing because it wasn’t him just makes him lose his mind
- he’d put you in a mating press, legs dangling over his shoulder as he pistons in and out of you like an animal, sloppy kisses being presses against your lips in between him littering hickeys on your neck and jaw
- he has a lot of stamina and a lot of cum literal breeder balls
- he’ll make sure your cunt is brimming full of his seed by the time he pulls out
sanzu
- a sadistic smirk had made it’s way onto his face the moment he had seen you sprawled on his bed, in his shirt no less, with a small vibrator pressed to your clit over your underwear
- you can’t tell if he’s mad or not since he has a smile on his face throughout as he crawls over to across the mattress
- “turn over doll, ass up, face down. now”
- it’s all he says and you’re quick to comply, leaving aside the vibrator as you prepare yourself for what’s in store for you
- the vibrator is shoved right back in your panties at the highest setting, and in the blink of a second, you feel a slap come down against the curve of your behind, before a hand soothes down the pain, followed by a few more smacks
- the mix of the pain and pleasure has you begging for release
- sanzu finally gives in to his own wanton needs though, tearing apart your underwear before pressing you to the mattress by your neck and burying himself inside of you to the hilt
- he’ll fuck you till you can’t feel your legs anymore, switching positions in between as he manhandles you onto your back, pulling one of your legs over his shoulder as he fucks deeper into you
tags/warnings: mentions of violence, harassment, nipple play, unprotected sex, choking, size kink, oral sex (m.receiving)
sugar daddy! Sanzu who’s wrapped around his darling’s finger- he’d put a bullet through his own head if only she asked. It’s a different type of addiction- her eyes, her hair, her sweet lips, the way she throws her head back as she clenches around his digits, her insatiable moans as he rises from in between her legs, remnants of her arousal dripping down his jaw as he licks his lips. He swears he’s never known a drug so addicting.
She knows she has the infamous gangster whipped, he spoils her way too much for her own good, so of course when she doesn’t get what she wants, she acts like a brat. and as much as Sanzu loves a tease, he doesn’t like others touching what’s his.
“Not now, doll”
Sanzu once again slapped away your hand from where it was creeping over his thigh. You’ll admit it, you had been a little too needy lately, but in all fairness, you had barely seen the pink haired man in the last month or so. And when he asked you to get ready tonight, you were expecting more of a personal date rather than a night out with his friends at their club.
They had started talking about business and Sanzu had gestured for you to get off his lap and you had taken it as as opportunity to escape from the boredom as you excused yourself to get a drink from the bar.
Now most times, when someone approached you, you assumed they didn’t know who you were with. Yet, the man who was now striking up a conversation you with now knew you were Harichiyo’s girl- he had referred to you as such- and you didn’t know whether to be terrified or impressed by his valour. But it didn’t change the fact that you were bored and that Sanzu still looked way too caught up in his conversation. Plus, maybe a little jealousy would finally make him look your way for more than a few seconds?
It had been a good fifteen minutes since then and now the stranger had completely derailed the small talk you had tried to make- turning everything you said into a perverted comment or a pathetic attempt at flirting- you had been ready to leave within the next minute, if only it wasn’t for his wandering hand that slid down your arm and then dangerously close to your hips.
It was only a matter of a few seconds, you had barely processed the unwanted touch before the hand was being ripped away from you and the man getting punched into the floor by your raging fire of a boyfriend. Sanzu had spit on the man and dragged you out the door just as quick. No words were exchanged during the drive back home.
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You had barely been past the door, when a hand had caught your wrist, pulling you into him, your back against his chest,
“You like making me mad, huh?”
A phone call had broken the moment and he had let out an angry growl. You expected to be sent upstairs, instead he had only given you a sadistic smile as he leaned back against the door, turning you around to face him as he swiped answer on his phone.
You had ended up on your knees, heels and dress still on as you glanced up at him bark orders to whoever was on the other side. Your mouth hungrily took him in, lips sliding down his shaft, his hand guiding your head till your nose was pressed to his pubes. You were gagging, tears falling down your cheeks as you slobbered all over his balls, but he didn’t seem to care, too intent on using your mouth to warm his cock.
Your jaw hurt by the time he was done. He let you fall back on your knees before leaning down to crash his lips against yours as his hand held you by the back of your neck. It only lasted for a few seconds before he was helping you up, wiping off the smeared lipstick from your jaw with his thumb before he stepped back, pulling out a cigarette from his pocket.
“Go upstairs to our room. That dress better be off by the time I come.”
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You can feel his hot breath against your breasts before he suctions his lips around a nipple, head nuzzling into your chest as he presses his shaft against your wetness, the tip of his cock rubbing against your clit each time he’d roll his hips. After hours of his fingers pumping in and out of you and his tongue devouring your wetness, all you can do is beg to be filled up with his cock, but sanzu seems to be having the time of his life watching you writhe and cry in such an overload of ecstasy.
“You’ve been such a good girl.” His praise is muffled against the bruised skin of your tits, “Maybe you finally deserve a reward hm?”
You almost cry from relief as you feel him sit back on his knees and line himself up with your soppy folds. His eyes are fixated to where his cock dips into your clenching hole, how your walls stretch around him, how you arch your back in pleasure, pleas of him being too much leaving your mouth even as your cunt greedily continues to swallow him whole.
“You’re all mine, got it? All-fucking-mine-” He’s grunting out in between thrusts.
You try to echo his words back to him but you’re barely coherent. He’s leaning forward to shush your dumbed out words with his lips, long slender fingers coming to wrap around your throat so that his thumb and middle finger meet each other. The rumble that leaves Sanzu’s chest has you digging your heels into his spine.
“See how my hand wraps around your tiny little throat huh? You love being fucked like this, don’t you, doll?”
Your mind is too filled with bliss to form an answer, the only response being you sliding a hand down to play with your sensitive clit. As soon as you do, sanzu’s slapping away your hand, intertwining his own hand with yours while pinning it above your head,
“What’s that now? You were begging for my cock just moments ago, you better cum on around it now.”
