ꕥ TW : Fingering, mutual masterbation, slight vouyerism, stepcest, age gap, embarrassment kink, mentions of oral, pet names, mentions of ass play, teasing, dom! Sub, character death (nobody major y/n’s mom), probs others
'Look at how pretty you are hm, cant believe you thought it would be okay to hide this precious body from me' his hands trace your curves. Eyes speculating down your naked body as you shyly stare into the mirror. The grip on your jaw preventing you from moving.
The bulge in his boxers showed nothing less than what your step dad wants. His lingering perverted eyes starting to form at the slit of your cunt. Lips wet and skin starting to get tight.
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You know your step dads schedule, you know that he finishes work at exactly 6pm. So why did you think it was a good idea to walk in on him? Knowing that he would be home, the dripping water on your body showing nothing more than you wanting to fuck him. But yet you still turn away in shyness and doubt. Your young, virgin body so in tact for him to ruin.
He calls you over, stopping you in your track. His eyes staring you down as you wore nothing but a towel, asking you to drop it as you conform so sweetly, your body was hairless, freshly shaven and the way your thighs start to clench and body starts to tremble doesn’t go missed. You looked just like your mother, he doesn’t know how he’s gone this long without fucking you raw.
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‘Y/N have you ever had sex.’ He nonchalantly blurts, eyes moving to meet yours, hands wrapping around your bare waist, cold fingers tapping on your skin.
‘What?’
‘Answer me… have you ever had sex’
‘No…other things just n-not sex.’
The grip on your body became tighter, you could feel him start to mindlessly hump into you. The tip of his clothed dick brimming on your ass, lips tapping at the skin of your neck. ‘Other things hm? Like what…’
‘I-I’ve…sucked…umm..’
‘Have you ever put these pretty fingers to good use?’ His hands catching yours in his, examining the nails on your fingers as he moves it lower and lower.
‘No daddy I- I havent…’
‘So you’ve gotten on your knees but never had this pretty pussy touched hm?’
You didn’t bother replying, the small Yelp that came from your throat as he cupped your pussy in his hands said it all, the pre slick between your legs showing him what you want is him, what you need is someone to fuck you like he could.
His fingers start to slip into you, a small groan leaving his throat as he watches your mouth start to gape open in pleasure. ‘God you even feel like your mom, maybe better even. So wet and fucking tight hm…’ he starts to pace into you, thumb rubbing circles on your g spot as you grip onto his wrist, his body pulling you back so your seated on the bed, legs spread open on him as he finger fucks you infront of the mirror.
‘Yeah- ah…feels so good..’
‘Feels good? Yeah? Gonna cum hm?’ The pace increasing as he watches you begin to ride his fingers, drool catching the side of your pretty lips. His cock pushing into your bare ass as he starts to get friction from the way you grind down into him, knowing that once he begins fucking you he might not be able to stop.
‘YES! Yes ‘gn cum!’ You push him deeper, this new feeling of him inside of you had you going crazy, stomach tightening and legs beginning to tremble. Mind dizzy and hazy, such a slut, spread out like this for your step daddy to fuck you into a zombie hm?
‘Yess baby fuck like that..’ your body making his tip start to drizzle pre cum, more and more spewing out in his boxers as you reach your end, covering his fingers in your messy white cum. Head leaning back as you sigh out a loud moan, his clothed body stroked into your ass as he managed to cum to just the sight and feeling of you rutting on him.
‘Fuck, not only have you made a mess on my fingers.’ He mocks, bringing his digits up to his mouth and licking it clean, your hazed eyes peering up at him as he moves to grab your hand. Directing it to touch his still hardened cock, a cute gasp eliciting from your still stunned mouth. ‘You’ve made me cum on myself… gotta teach you how to clean up this mess hm? Or maybe your previous experience can help you…fucking slut.’
ꕥ Synopsis : Nothing better than being wine and dined for right? Being protected for your life, being the eye candy for everyone to glare at as your husband takes care of the dirty business. But what happens when you give a show to the people outside of the bedroom.
ꕥ Word count : 2.2k
ꕥ TW : kidnapping, vouyerism, fingering, oral, anal, dub con, non con I guess?, explicit language, sexual themes, sex, smut, exposure, damage to the chanel dress :(, submission, non con?, dub con, straining, dumbification, forced fingering, squirting, money fed relationship, royal au, Dom! Nanami, ass spanking, rutting, eye fucking (LOL), position switching, perverted imagination, suggested anal, over exaggerated orgasming, begging, ignorance, filth, sub reader, conformity, multiple area fucking, forced orgasm?, probs more overall it’s just filthy LOL 18+
'GET OFF OF ME! UGH LET GO NOW! YOU WATCH WHATS GONNA HAPPEN IF YOU PUT ME IN THAT CAR I REFUSE!' You wriggled and writhed against the hands pushing you down on their shoulder as you get thrown into the front of a car, your silk night dress ruined from black finger prints scattered down the ends of it as your eye mask was used as a head band. Angry eyes and smoking practically steaming out of your ears as you were forced to sit down on this randoms man lap. Hands holding down your thighs as your hands stayed tied up behind your back.
'Fucks sake STOP FUCKING MOVING' you hear the man shout. Agrivated tone blasting through your ears as you finally gave in and stopped moving. Eyes curious as to wear this random car was taking you.
'If your gonna kidnap me atleast clean your hands, YOU GOT MY CHANEL NIGHT DRESS FILTHY!' You complained, the drivers eyes staring at you through the wind mirror.
'It's like you care more about your appearance than the fact your getting kidnapped' the masked guy chuckled, continuing to look at the dark midnight roads.
'Of course I don't care, my daddy's gonna find me soon and look after me and you heathens will be assassinated.'
Laughs boomed from both of the men, chuckles right from the pit of their stomach as if you just told the funniest joke in the world. The man behind you tightened his grip on your waist, gloved fingers pressing into your stomach as you restrained against him, his mouth coming next to your ear...
'Don't you know? Daddy's bankrupt'
'Don't lie to me fool. Daddy could never be bankrupt, I'm far too high maintenance for that.'
'Yep, he sold his precious doll to the king of Miyagi. Don't worry I'm sure you'll be treated well'
'Sukuna if nanami ever found out your speaking to her like this he'd kill you' the driver said, eyes looking over into yours, pretty blue colour shining in the moonlight.
What the fucks going on?
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'Here she is sir.' You stood between the two men, feeling much more naked than you did before. Hands still tied behind your back as your dress strap fell, the nipple of your left breast almost already on display. How immoral.
'Leave her there. You two may go. Thankyou'
The two men bowed their heads and walked out, you didn't even make eye contact with the tall blonde infront of you. Pretty blue eyes and defined jawline flowing out to you. Neutral monotone expression as he walked down towards you, fingers gently turning your face towards him.
'Look at me Y/N...' he said gently
'Ugh no. Fuck off.'
'I'll buy you anything you want if you just look at me'
Giving into the materialism you connected your eyes with his, lips slightly parted, mesmerised with the man infront of you. A white shirt and plain blue jeans. Arent princes's meant to be in...smart attire. His hands moving to lift up the fallen strap, patting your displayed collar bone as he does so.
'What is this about?'
He smirked slightly at your query, back moving to stand straight as he walked around you, untying your arms as he spoke, tone so soft.
'You see Y/N, your father is a well known man, however...he failed to pay back let's say..a debt and in return I asked for his most prized asset. I must say I'm not disappointed, didn't know I'd get an actual princess.'
What the fuck?? Your dad sold you? No...
'So your telling me, your drivers damaged my brand new night dress SO I CAN BECOME YOUR FUCKING BITCH?! This is obscure I refuse to submit to a man.' You angrily say, wrists getting rubbed in your hands as you turn to face nanami. He attempted to refrain from laughing, what a fucking gold digger.
'Ill get you anything you want, dresses, shoes, money, it's all yours. As long as you choose to rule by my side. And don't worry princess I won't make you do anything you don't want to, unless your willing'
The gentleman in him really struck out, sounded like he just wanted a pretty bitch to take care of, spoil and rot, one with doting eyes and a perfect body along it. And that's exactly what he's got.
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'Nanami baby I want the gold dress'
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'Baby can I please have the pretty shoes'
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'Don't you think I'd look good in the red top? I promise I'll try it on for you'
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It's without a doubt you and Nanami work side by side. Who would've thought your father going bust would of been the best thing to ever happen to you.
Over time there were situations where you'd get on your knees, tongue swirling around his flushed tip as your pretty empty head was used for nothing but a fuck bank. Ass wiggling against the souls of your feet as you gagged and choked on his length, his hand reaching the back of your neck forcing you down to his balls as your hands move to make their way inside of you.
There were other times where he would have your legs pushed to your shoulders, dick pounding inside of you. G spot getting blown out as you scream and moan his name, eyes thrown to the back of your head as your mouth greedily gapes open. Already stupid head dumbed out to the maximum
And other times where your back would be arched over the kitchen counter, haired pull back as you scream and cum for the 3rd time in five minutes.
But that ended over two weeks ago, now you sit in your shared bed constantly as nanami is taken away from you. Business meetings over business meetings. Gun shots and loud bangs being able to be heard from all the way upstairs as you sigh and realise another person failed to reach nanamis standards. After wards he goes for a drink, his every time routine.
Wake up
Shoot
Drink
Sleep.
Wake up
Shoot
Drink
Sleep.
Wake up
Shoot
Drink
Sleep.
You were getting so tired of it, the lack of attention had you doing nothing, you relied so heavily on Nanami at this point, the princess treatment getting to your head. He still loved you, dearly, but you didn't wanna be the one who broke the century pattern of murder. Until you finally got the courage
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'I said 100k. This is 95k...' Nanami calmly said, hands infront of him calmly as he looks at his client on his knees infront of him, hands clenched together in a plead to let him live. A gun barrel put to his head as he pulled the trigger unremorseful.
And there you were, pretty princess corset dress. Rose gold colour riding to mid thighs, pretty tits pushed up as your tiara was placed neatly on your head. Quite inappropriate for a princess but you could do whatever you want, your nanamis princess after all.
The table shortly afterwards began to get set up, nanami and all his men rounded around it, drinking and cheering to their successes and wealth, their loyalty and strive to one another as they sing to another death. It's only been two weeks but you linger for Nanami more than you thought, him, his wealth, his touch.
'And here's a toast to-'
'Nanami.' You call, standing in the doorway, hands crossed over your chest as all eyes land on you. Lingering perverted thoughts scattered through all their heads.
'What are you doing up?' He asked hands pushing against the table, you made your way over to him, small heels clacking against the floor as you pouted your lips at him, agrivated and annoyed.
'What are YOU doing. You've been giving me no attention or buying me anything. What is going on'
'Princess this isn't a place to be talking about this how about-'
'NO! You didn't even notice my new lingerie I wore. It's resorted to me touching myself, is that what you want me to do? I don't exactly feel like a princess' you puffed your chest? Eyes rolling to the side as you feel nanami getting more annoyed by the second.
'Seems like your princess needs you nanami' you heard the once allocated driver chuckle. Toji fushiguro was his name. One of Nanamis right hand men along side sukuna ryomen, gojo satoru and geto suguru.
'Is that right. Do you need me princess? Is that the problem.'
'Mhm.' You nodded, finally getting what you deserve after two long weeks.
His hands instantly got to work, slamming you face first on the table. Your new eyelashes extensions and nails almost getting ruined from the force.
'If you wanna so bad, be a good girl and take it.' Nanami whispered behind your ear, hand moving to unzip your dress.
'I don't mean here I m- ugh' you moaned, arching your back into the feeling of his grazing finger pushing against your clothed cunt. Your face began to glow red knowing there's an audience watching.
'Smile baby, you know I love those pretty lips' a harsh blow to your ass had you thrusting forward, slit grazing the table as your hair was yanked backwards, eyes moving to connect with his as your clothed breasts were on full display. Hungry eyes staring down at your perved position.
'You wanted attention didn't you? Well here you go'
His lips attached to yours as you moaned, eyelashes fluttering closed as you rutted yourself against his crotch. Dry humping him as you greedily attempted to get yourself off.
'Baby- I need you please f-fuck mm' you moaned, brain already going dumb from feeling his tent. His fingers parted your lips as you moaned from pleasure, slick and wetness filling up your hole as you mindlessly fucked yourself to your edge. Harsh blows hitting your ass as your flesh began to mould in the print of his hand.
Enough prep had you clenching over nothing, a small whine escaping from your lips when he removed his long curled fingers, only for them to be replaced with something much bigger. His cock fell in in just a swipe, you screech as you feel him starting to pound inside of you. Clapping and squelching filling the room as the men infront of you looked in awe. Cocks straining in their trousers as they try not to prude. It was so hard with the way your mouth began to drool, the way your tits effortlessly bounced, the way your back arched and humped against the material of nanamis jeans.
'Yeah yeah- like that fuck yes'
'Your such a Whiney little attention whore aren't you-'
A harsh blow to your ass had your teeth grit as you wailed for him to pound you like there's no tomorrow
'ARENT YOU?!'
'YES YES IM A WHINEY ATTENTION WHORE I AM YES...yes please yes yes yessss' your head only occupied with the feeling of your release, g spot effortlessly hit as your hair was held back. Glistening million dollar tiara thrown on the table as your new versache dress was trampled on the floor. Your juices collecting onto the dress as you dripped through your cunt.
'I'm gonna cum- nanam- baby I'm gonna c-'
'Cum then.'
In an instant you released all over him, juices slathering down your leg as you released a porn star moan. Eyes shot white as your energy was drained from your body.
He spurted into you too, reaching his high as he increased his pace. Slapping and slopping was the only volume in the room as nanami picked up his beer, chugging the last of it down as he finally finished.
You slumped over the table, ass still perked up high in the air as you finally became to reality of what happened. Looking up though shocked eyes you were faced with all eyes on you, peering sadistic eyes and gob smacked mouths. The image of your orgasm engraved in their minds.
'I- erm.'
'The show must go on princess...right?' Nanami laughed, buckling his trousers up as he took you in your arms, legs being pushed to your chest as you gave everyone a view of your plugged cunt. Head thrown back on nanamis shoulder as he fingers your clit
'No- no I cant it's too much I cant-'
You wriggled against him, ass hitting straight back onto his cock as he fucked between your cheeks mindlessly. Fingers digging right in the puffy part you like.
'Nanami no- I cant no-'
'Princess treatment or nothing. Right princess?'
Without you knowing you squirted all over his fingers, liquids spraying over the table and his hands as he continued to rub. You screamed and wailed in desperation for him to stop.
'I cant do it anymore please no...'
He snickered at the sight of his men. Jaws dropped as they refrained from doing anything their superior wouldnt want them too
'No disrespect to the sirs mistress' was the first rule. But seeing the way you just openly released infront of their eyes...was gonna be one hard task.
'Good girl. Don't worry about your dress, I'll buy you another one. Now let me go back to my duties. Hm?'
ꕥ Synopsis : You cant always go around being so naive. Not everything in the world is flowers and rainbows. Always come prepared, you never know what strangers are watching you..
Life was different now you moved to Japan. Busier streets, friendlier people. However you never got to live that real experience, instead, sadly you were stuck with the darker side of japan. Cheap torn down buildings, hardly any running water. Your education was prioritised yet you just couldn't seem to reside anywhere...affordable.
Your luggage trailed behind you as you strolled down multiple alley ways. It was 1am at this point and you were petrified for your life. The westernised side of the world you moved from had you completely thrilled for the new experience, but this wasn't what you were entailed for.
Leaving location till last minute was your own doing. You thought it would be easier when you actually arrived here however clearly not. At this point you were preparing to settle on the streets for the night, not a blink of sleep being settled through your system.
The rattling noise of your wheels caught the attention of people, quiet mumbles and whispers being shared from people watching you, silently surrounding you waiting for their move to prance and steal everything you have.
'Well well...who do we have hear?' A stoic voice leaked from behind you. Your head spun around only to be faced with the sight of a taller man. Shining blue eyes and taunting expressions, hands recklessly slumped into his pockets as he gazes at the prey he's just caught.
'Wh- who are you?' You stumble over your words, scared for what's going to happen next.
'I'm not gonna hurt you doll. What's got a pretty girl like you out so late? Guessing your not from here hm...?'
Sounds genuine, maybe he's actually tryna help. Your heart rate settled in slightly as you observed him more, harmless and didn't have any weaponry on him, besides what's the worst that could come out of this situation anyways.
'I'm not- no. I've just moved here but I don't really have anywhere to stay.' Your head turned to the side slightly, realising how stupid those words are now they spilt out of your mouth.
'Hm...what's your name?'
'Y/N...'
'Dabi. Well doll I mean, I could help you with your issue if you want? Better off trusting a stranger than any chance of getting murdered on these streets' a slight laugh escaped from his lips as he imagined the scenario of you vulnerable and exposed to all and every bad. But you didn't see it like that, maybe he was tryna lighten the situation.
'I don't even know you.'
'True. Understandable. I mean if you wanna be stranded here suit yourself.' He shrugged. Turning around to walk off as you contemplated your ridiculous choices in this impulsive trip.
'Wait-...I guess I'll come with you'
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'So this is where you live?'
Flicking on a light you got a glimpse of what looked more like a hide out. Ripped sofa with a dodgy TV sitting infront of it. Beers cans thrown everywhere on the floor as the kitchen was nothing but empty. Tap dripping slightly as the dishes looked like they hadn't been touched for weeks.
The bedroom was no better. One master bed with the covers not even done properly. Clothes scattered everywhere, socks and underwear on the window ceil as blunt cigarette buds thrown across the floor.
'Yep. Got a problem?'
'Nope no problem...' You wanted to get out of there, but what other hope was there. Your only choice is to look for other places in the morning, for now you can resign here.
'Take the couch. There's blankets on the floor. But there's always room next to me.' A cigarette drew from his lips as you observed the place you were staying in. Lips curling into a smirk as he watched you tremble slightly in his presence. His body slumped onto the door frame.
'Why are you doing this? I don't know you.'
'That's exactly why doll.' His face moved closer to yours as he blew smoke straight into your face, hand moving to brush hair over your ear as he watched your doe eyes almost melt.
'What?'
'I wanna get to know you better. Pretty girls like you don't come round often...' he pushed you more into the other side of the door frame. Fingers moving to tweeze slightly at your vest strap. Observing the way the material slaps straight back at your skin.
'You know doll, your way too gullible to be out in Japan. Maybe you need somebody like me with you at all times, you know, helping you.'
'L-look I'll give you money. Anything. P-please let me go- don't hurt me...' you stammer over your words in fear, frozen up with so little space to move as his fingers begin to curl around your bra strap, eyes darting up to meet yours back again.
'Hm- I wasn't gonna hurt you doll. But now you said it doesn't sound like a bad idea... and I don't want your money, you can repay me in other ways' a snarl rose on his lips as he inched closer to you, breath melting on your face as you shivered in fear.
'Your so naieve. Usually people don't just rush into peoples homes like this, you must be real desperate. Don't worry I'll take good care of you doll.'
His lips quickly latched onto yours as his hand wrapped around your waist, pulling you tightly close towards him, tongue lapping at your saliva that leaves every time you frantically attempt to shut your mouth.
He guides you towards his bed, hand pushing the back of your head towards his mouth as he manages to push you down and climb on top of you, mouth inching lower and lower onto your bare skin as he began kissing gently on your neck.
'No- NO PLEASE- I- I- I don't d- w-' you felt yourself beginning to melt into his warm touch as he started to suck a deep mark into the sensitive part of your neck, hand clawing at his body as your eyes were slammed closed.
'Mm try hurt me doll- I'll just hurt you worse.'
His threat shot through you as you felt yourself almosy submitting to him. Back starting to arch as he dragged the sleeves of your top of. Bra on full display as he moved away from your body. Admiring the sight beneath him.
Makeup washed over your face as tears sobbed from your lips, red lips pouty and sore as your eyes were innocent and raw.
Dabi liked nothing more than a ruined woman. You were precious, prettiest sight he's ever seen.
'GET OFF OF ME.' You screamed managing to throw a push hard enough to get his body off of you. He tumbled back slightly as you attempted to run for the door.
Suddenly you felt you cheek go red. Harsh collision made your eyes twitch as your go to relieve yourself of the pain. He slapped you. You were so in shock from the pain you didn't even notice the sadistic smile making his way on his face.
'So you wanna be a brat hm? Okay. Two can play at that game.'
Grabbing your body he pushed your arms behind your back. Throwing you so your ass was pushed flush against his crotch. His other free hand moving to push your back into a lower arch as he pushed his hard cock against your clothed ass. The skirt beginning to hike up leaving your cotton panties on almost full display.
'Count with me doll- 1-'
His hand flew down to slap the flabby skin on your ass. His dick getting harder with every whine that escaped your lips.
'I said FUCKING COUNT!' He hiked the material of your skirt up completely as he painfully pinched your ass leaving you sobbing.
'O-one.'
'2'
SLAP
'Two...'
'3'
SLAP
'T-three p-please stop il-'
'4'
SLAP
'FOUR'
'You sound so good when you scream. Try not to be too loud for this last one hm princess'
Before comprehending his words you felt him practically force through you. Hand leaving the harshest mark, blistering your skin slightly as you screamed heavily into the pillows. His hand loosely letting go of the one grabbing your arms to take a drag from his cigarettes. His line of sight catching the way you had a growing wet patch leaking from your panties.
'Fuck doll your actually getting off to this? Fucking slut'
'N-no...' you weakly protested. Panting heavily tryna catch your breath from all the crying and loss off energy.
'Shutup brat. Fuck- your dripping...' he pushed your panties to a side. Fingers scissoring inside of you investing the mess you made all by yourself. Sinister smug smile coming to rest on him. Happy hums escaping his throat as he was content with the abuse he was giving.
Before you know it you mindlessly began fucking yourself on your fingers, moans spewing out of your mouth as you pushed yourself on and off of his fingers, dabis crotch getting tighter at the sight of you.
'Mm- dabi t-not enough..need you.' You mindlessly ached for him. Hand reaching back to grab at him and you look over your shoulder. His blue eyes beaming into yours as he almost came at the sight of how submissive you were being.
'You finally want me hm? Alright doll I'll show you whose really boss'
You heard the clicking noises of his belt coming undone. Your thirsty eyes coming into contact with his length as you admired the size. The Prince Albert piercing glowing out to you as your saliva began to almost drip out of your mouth. Dabis ego was no smaller at this point.
In one quick movement he thrusted fast inside you. Hands reaching to rest on both side of your waist as he rubbed small circles into your hip. Pleas and cries escaping you as you start to hump yourself on him.
'F-fuck s-stop that. Shit fine you wanna get fucked hard? I'll fuck you hard'
'DABI!!' You screamed. He quickly began thrusting in you, metallic piercing hitting your clit every time as you practically screamed in pain and pleasure. Little head mounted down into the covers beneath you as you gripped the sheets harshly. Your head lifting up every now and then with every hard push.
'A-ah yes like that yes yes yes' you moaned. Eyes rolling to the back of your head with the feeling of your bruised cervix. Legs trembling as he constantly watched the way your hole tightened around him. Gaping every time he pulled it even millimetres out.
'D-dabi I'm g-gonna cum-'
'No your not. Hold it until I fucking say so slut. Got it?'
His mouth came close to your ear as he continued pounding inside you. Your mind swirling at the thought of your denied release. His tongue licked at your skin as you heard a slightly moan escape his lips before he spoke. Teeth gritted sadistic words.
'Cum before me and I'll eat you out with hot sauce. Got it'
What the fuck.
He returned to slamming inside you. Your hole getting tighter in an attempt to not release over him.
'Mmm your so good for me doll. So glad this ass is all mine' he rubbed the skin gently before laying a harsh Mark, fingers clawing inside your ass as you screamed. Attempting to push him off but he had the dominance over the two.
'Stay sti- still now doll f-fuck'
Quickly you felt yourself being filled up. Warm cum pooling inside your stomach As he still prodded inside of you. Fucking himself out of his release.
'Fucking cum with me slut'
On instant you felt yourself squirt, liquids spraying everywhere as dabi was nothing less but mesmerised the way you just did that on order. Little Whiney voice screaming as you slumped down on the bed tired. Half shut eyes looking back to stare at the way his head was still thrown back as he threw small slow thrusts inside of you. Milking himself to the very end.
'You look so pretty like that- f-fuck. Wanna get on your knees for me now doll... pay this months rent in advance hm?'
ꕥ Synopsis : What you do in your personal life should stay private, ‘separate work life from home life’ as they always say. But what happens when your closer to your colleague than you thought?
ꕥ Word count : 4.4k
ꕥ TW : Cam girl!Y/N, perv Jean lol, heavy smut, fingering, oral (m receiving), mutual masturbation, toys, boob job, anonymous sexting, lewd language, sexual themes, squirting,sub reader, vouyerism, corporate scenes,shared photos, spanking, material fingering, sexting, teasing, bratty y/n, orgasming, dildo usage, finger sucking, rutting, porn mention, sex worker mention, exploitation, nipple play, slight semen play, light hearted deception, fantasising, reader face replacement, perverted actions, staring lewdly, probs a hell of a lot more trigger warnings but it’s at your own risk. 18+.
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‘Oh my god!!’
Looking at your empty desk you raged at the sight of a crumpled up paper. Bold words written in marker stating:
'Don't think eating on duty is part of your job - Jean'
The fourth time this week he's been too fast on stealing the snacks off your drawers, from the cupcakes to the biscuits to NOW your favourite muffin? Greedy bitch.
You could hear the laugh from his office as soon as you walk in, guilty face knowing exactly what he's done. His legs thrown up over his table and phone raised to his ears, mouth talking to the stranger on the phone as his eyes stay locked on yours.
'Yeah yeah Mr Smith, it's a deal. Be at our meeting for 5pm sharp oh- and could you be ever so kind and...bring some muffins' he chuckled, small wink going your way as he hung up the phone.
Your arms stayed crossed against your chest as you stood by the door. Furrowed eyebrows and smoke coming out your ears.
'Oh hey y/n didn't see you there'
You had to keep everything contained inside you to just not slap that stupid smirk off his face.
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Jean Kirstein. 34 years old. 6'3. Arose from hell. You both met after you became an apprentice at one of the largest law firms in the country. And he's been nothing but a nightmare.
From constantly harassing you on shift to scaring off potential clients by making you look like a crazed lunatic. His whole fun comes out of teasing you.
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'I want my muffin back Jean. This isn't fair. One day I'm gonna die of food deprivation and it's gonna be your fault.' You whined. Tone upset and frustrated.
He got up and made his way over to you, hands slid into his trouser pockets as he mockingly crouched down to your height.
'Want your muffin? Here. Take it.' It took everything in him to not laugh as he pulled the remaining wrapper out of his pocket and placed it in your hands. Pushing your fingers shut as you stared down in horror at the crumbs slipping into your hands.
'What the f-.' You mumble, a loud laugh leaving his mouth as he jeered out loud. Echoing noise radiating the room.
'Whatever. I'll get you back next time. Just watch'
'Havent you been saying that for the past week? I'm still waiting.' he laughed again, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you tried refraining the tears dropping down your cheeks from starvation.
'Anyways, you got the paper work done for mr Smith? We've got a meeting with him 5-6 tonight.'
'We? I think you mean YOU sir. I have a relaxing date with myself, I booked this meeting off remember?' You smiled, knowing he's going to be trapped listening to 60 year old men go on about stocks while he forces himself to keep his eyes open. His 'leader' persona meaning too much to him. Nothing brings you more happiness.
'Yeah with yourself because you can't score yourself a date with another man'
'I'll have you know there's plenty men out there willing to date someone like me. You'd be Surprised to see what some men would do for a woman like me' small egotistical smile growing on your lips as cheer runs through your blood knowing how oh-so wrong he is.
'Right. Well if your not coming to the meeting tonight AND you haven't got the paper work. Best know you better put your phone on silent, don't want any unexpected messages while your on your 'date'' Bunny fingers emphasising his ridicule on the last word. Snarling you opened the door and saw yourself out, grabbing your phone and putting it on silent. You can't be having anyone disturb you throughout those hours.
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6:00pm
Jean
- I never needed your help with these old men anyways
...
- I'll buy you a muffin if you can save me from these next 5 minutes
...
- 2 muffins?
- Okay 3 but that's my final offer
- (iMessage game)
Your phone blew up like crazy, messages and vibrations every two seconds. You felt yourself getting more and more annoyed at the feeling of your silence button not working
Y/N
- You deserve all the karma coming your way, I'll take the three muffins though
- (iMessage game)
- Lol I won.
Jean
- Fuck off
- Whatever, meetings done I was only using you anyways.
You laughed at his last sore message, thumbs going back to type until you heard a notification come from your laptop. Bending over your bed you reached over to see what it was.
Tip - ImALawyer67 $1000
Note - For my favourite cam girl ;)
You smiled at the gesture. Being a young worker you make around 17k a year working as an apprentice, this side job was enough entertainment to have you looking forward to the end of the day and being able to afford your luxuries. Being able to unwind and finger fuck yourself infront of an audience was just what you liked. Usually you get well over 30k viewers. You were quite known throughout the porn industry, wearing nothing but a masquerade mask and red lipstick to top your lips, the small dim of your room was enough to blur out your face well enough, letting your camera focus on your body.
Walking over to your keyboard you typed a message, biting your lips at the thought of trying your new vibrator you brought on your shopping spree.
Candygirl3000
- Thankyou @ImALawyer67 make sure you keep your inbox open for a treat later. ;)
The time was nearing towards 6:30pm at this point and you decided to get ready. Stripping your clothes on the floor and unboxing your new vibrator. The 8 inch playing under the tip of your french tips as you applied your lipstick and masquerade mask. Dressing up in tight spandex as you prepared to slowly unveil yourself.
Turning on your camera you smiled brightly at the viewers, waving your hand as you puffed up your chest, beautiful hair falling on your shoulder as you broadcasted the long item in your hand. Money and comments spewing through.
Meowmeow8 - Can't wait to see you fuck yourself
Meowmeow9 - Best porn star ever
Meowmeow10 - Just get your tits out.
All the different comments made you laugh, seeing the amount of people you pull in in only 10 seconds makes your ego boost. So you got to work, pulling the sleeves of your top down as you fondled with your boobs, tongue wrapping around the fake toy as you pushed it down your throat, fingers twiddling with your nipples through the lace bra. Slight moans escaping your lips the way you played with yourself through your underwear.
Jeans routine was no different to yours.
Getting home at 6:15. Racing home actually. Undoing his tie, stripping his clothes, going infront of his computer to relax himself. A notification popping up that he's received a message. Smile brushing over his lips as he pushes down his boxers and rubs his cock. Same pace at the one your going at, words and mutters escaping his lips, imagining he's the one saying it in your ear, that he's the one filling your every hole.
Little does he know that 'candygirl3000' is his favourite little pretty co-worker.
-
Days and days pass - more harassment. More arrogance. He's intolerable and stubborn. Your fiesty and temperamental. This co-worker friendship is never going to work out. Frenemies more like.
'Jean.'
No answer
'Jean'
No answer
'...Sir'
'Ah y/n come in'
The ridiculous pattern of him only listening to you whenever you refer to him as authority. His promotion to management over the entire company gave him the ego boost. You were just a pretty little worker at this point. His favourite one.
'I have your paper work. Here.' You threw it on his desk, aggravated at the amount of pressure he's been putting on you to get things done for due dates. The leadership role really getting to his head.
'Not a way to speak to your boss now is it Princess'
Jean was always your boss, he was the one who hired you in the first place. Small 20 year old you, happy and perfect. Willing to do anything 10 years older Jean told you to do. But now that your 24, 4 years of his shit has really made you intolerant to the boundaries of authority.
'Whatever...sir...' your fingers tapped at the side of his table as you looked down at him. His stupid straight posture and black suit and tie. Prim and proper for another day of exploiting his clients.
His eyes fell down to your hands. Smooth skin and a small cheap ring balanced on your pointer. Two nails filed down on your freshly manicured hands. Both. Hands.
Your instantly got embarrassed at his realisation. Quickly moving to put your hands folded against your chest, face blushing red as you accidentally pushed up your tits. Making them sit pretty and perfect for jeans eyes to catch a perfect view.
'Nice way to inform me of your private life y/n' He sniggered, waving you out, watching you leave as he saw the way your dress clung to you every time you moved to rush to the door.
6:15pm
Jean felt himself come loose the way he stroked himself to the rhythm of your moans. Small grunts and whines edging himself to make himself cum at the same time as you, pants and belt buckle pushed to his ankles as he didn't even have enough time to undo his shirt entirely. His eyes glued to his screen. Seeing your pretty little body stretched over your bed, fingers rubbing deep into your g spot as you practically scream out moans, rutting into the bed underneath you as your tits exposed to the camera. Familiar eyes glancing at the screen every now and then.
'Yeah- yeah fuck that feels good' you cooed through the screen. Likes and messages spewing through at every second. Jeans eyes glued to the way your...two...filed down fingers pushed inside you. Orgasm over coming you as you licked your fingers clean and said goodbye to the camera.
That was the main reason jean started watching candygirl3000. He imagined it was you. Your tight scandalous figure always on display. Ass curved out in the smallest skirts and low cut tops, breasts almost spewing out. He knew you never meant to, figure too insane to be able to contain itself. The woman's voice sounded like yours too, he always pictured it was you moaning like that, you touching yourself up, you sending him dirty little messages until you've stripped yourself off and fucked yourself like he told you too through the screen. I guess that's what he liked about the mask, he knew an attractive woman was behind it, everything about her seemed perfect. Like you seemed perfect to him.
Little does Jean actually know.
-
'I cant do this Jean. I quit.' You walk into his room slamming your notice on his desk.
He barely looked at it, almost like it was a stupid prank that he wanted you to get rid of.
'Really? Just before I was gonna promote you. Shame.'
You felt your jaw almost drop as colour drained out of your face. What a little nonchalant shit he was. It's like he was preparing himself for this moment, trying to break you until your limits. The small grin on his face recognised this too.
'Wh- Jean this is SO unfair?!'
'You mean sir. Right?'
'...Sir this is so unfair. Why tell me this now after I've been working so hard this whole time'
'I was planning on telling you today princess, just didn't know if you were up for it. Are you?' Dark eyes looked up at you through hooded lids, a hint of mischief behind it.
'I- yeah. Yes Jean you know I am'
'If you wanna be so informal you can come to my place tonight.'
You looked straight at him, confused at his direct response to your words. You were always on alright terms with Jean, although he was an arrogant leader dick the occasional flirty comment would be enough to see it's not so uptight. But this was just-
'To see whether your fit for the job title. Pick you up at 8?'
A bit late? And why couldn't we just do it here? Whatever.
'Yes sir. Fine.'
Atleast it gave you enough rest for your screen time
-
6:45pm
ImALawyer67 - I love when you wear that lingerie. Makes me get off so much faster.
CandyGirl3000 - Really? Well I hope these pictures really help you with your issues ;) *3 attachments*
And there you were. Taking pictures of your bare chest, covered in lube as your lingerie attaches to your skin. Your saliva coating the cleavage travelling down to your pussy. Your client deserved it. The best tipper, always active, heck he's pretty much running your business at this point.
Checking the time you saw you needed to get ready. Apologising you messaged the anonymous man, telling him you'll send him a private video later. Quickly shutting off your phone you applied your makeup and put on your outfit. Black strappy heels and a red cowl neck short dress. The lingerie panties your wearing being the only ones that don't show up in the satin feel. Having to keep them on you paired a black clutch bag and applied red lipstick. Jean never talked about the dress code, so you may aswell use your pretty privilege to the advantage.'
8:02pm
Jean
- My butlers outside princess
Y/N
- What happened to formalities sir?
Jean
- Princess is your name at this point, don't be long.
You walked down your stairs and unlocked your doors, quickly glancing in the mirror only to see the way your nipples poke out of the satin dress, hopefully your hair will be able to cover it for the night.
-
Jeans house
Walking in you were hit with the reality of how rich he was. A mansion. Atleast 8 bedrooms, the long hallway and the small clacking of your heels was the realisation of it all. The faint orchestra music playing in the back as your mesmerised by the place.
'Done staring princess?'
Looking at Jean, he looked more casual than you thought, a crisp shirt along with normal jeans. His stance still extremely smart, small dimple reaching out as he smiled.
'Jean- I mean sir- wow...'
'Mm...here come inside.' He paves the way, entering inside his large living room. Directing a seat to you on his couch as he returns and pours you in a glass of red rich wine. Heels nudging into the plush of his carpet as the fire place roars infront of you.
'All due respect sir. This is beautiful but isn't this meant to be a business meeting'
'Exactly that' he grins. 'That's why I've sent all my staff home. So...y/n...tell me what do you do in your spare time'
Shit. What do you say. What did you say when you first took the interview. It was only 4 years ago how could you forget.
'Oh I sell products online. Kinda like a small business.' I mean I suppose your not exactly lying. But is it really fair to call it a small business.
'Mm...interesting. Well you got the job.'
'Really?!' You say shocked. Him rolling his eyes in granting.
You practically threw yourself on him. Arms wrapping tightly around his neck as your chest pushed against his. Jean could feel himself tightening in his pants. Your sweet candy perfume being taken in with every second you lingered on him.
'For such a mean boss Jean you can be cute sometimes'
'You tryna get fired already?'
-
A few wine glasses later and you and Jean are flailing over each other. Laughing and jokes being shared between the two of you, you don't think you've ever gotten along so well in your entire life.
'So you actually brought it?' You asked. Almost wheezing in laughter.
'What else was I meant to do he was practically pressurising me'
Your body bent over in effort to try hold in your laugh, simply making your wine spill over your dress.
'Oh fuck' you murmur. Playing with the chest of your dress, hands brushing down on your breasts as you move your hair out the way. Giving Jean a real eyeful of your skin.
'My bathrooms third door on the left. Go clean yourself up doll'
You thank him silently, quickly getting up and walking off to the bathroom, hips swaying as you contain your posture to walk. Jeans eyes practically lingering on your form the way he's mesmerised over you.
You looked beautiful in that dress. The red colour complimenting your skin tone and your red lipstick staining his wine glass. He could just imagine it being mixed in with his cum. You getting on your knees as your tongue plays with his rim, his hands guiding you to his core as he face fucks the youth out of you. Pretty tits bouncing with every movement, dainty eyes staring up at him, innocent but so corrupted.
He groaned as he pulled out his phone, looking back at the lingerie photos candygirl sent him earlier. He knew it was devious, looking at his employee in such a deviant way that he uses external sources to fuel his imagination, but what can he do? He's a man. He's not exactly violating your personal space, right?
ImALawyer67 - Fuck you get me so hard...
A buzz to your phone had Jean ignoring it. Notification lighting up on your screen as soon as Jean sent it.
ImALawyer67 - I hope one day I could do that to you, anything you want me to
Another buzz made Jean glance, your phone on the glass table, laying lonely. As he grabbed your phone he saw the notification
'Two new messages from ImALaw....'
You were candy girl?
YOU’RE CANDY GIRL?!
Jeans eyes widened at the sight of what was infront of him, y/n. You. You were the one he was masturbating over every night, you were the girl he late night texting helping her get herself off every night, you were the one he...
So many thoughts ran through Jeans head. The way his cock strained at his pants had him going insane. Knowing that the girl of his dreams was also the girl of his...fantasys.
He heard you walk back into the room, putting the pieces together. Sexy, purring voice - just like candygirls precious moans. Rounded curvy body and full breasts - just like the one candygirl touched every night. Red full lips - just like...candygirls.
'Jean? Jean.' You called, his eyes snapping towards yours as you stood infront of him.
'Do you know where my phone is, I don't think it's in my bag?'
Eyes pretending to look around he 'found it' on the table. Passing it to you whilst reacknowledging your notification - both of you sobering up slightly at the thought.
'Candy girl hm? When you said you sold things I didn't know you meant sex work...' he chuckled standing infront of you, tongue poking out to lick his lips.
'Mm..sorry sir but I don't th- wait how do you know that candy girls a porn star...' you ask, innocently, voice coming out in shock of what's going on.
He grabs his phone and unlocks it, passing it to you, your eyes open at the sight of his messages. Yours and his messages. Back and forth sexting and pictures from the two of you, no faces involved. Orgasms and moaning. This anonymous whore was your boss?!
'Y-your..Th-'
'Don't act shocked princess, you did say not long ago you wanted the real thing..right...?' His mouth coming close to yours. Breath touching your skin as you feel your back begin to arch off the wall. You lean in to kiss him, soft touches of your skin connect as it begins to get sloppier, his one hand moving lower from your waist to your ass, squeezing it slightly as you could feel his boner pin into you, letting a small moan escape from your mouth.
He lifts your dress over your head, rounded nipples pointing out to him as he steps back to admire your beauty in the flesh, small thong from earlier on your body. The devious look in his eyes had you rubbing your legs together, getting wetter by the second.
'God princess arent I just lucky...bend over.'
'Bend over? You seemed nicer on the messages sir...' you purred. Bratty tone escaping as he quickly grabbed you and pinned you over the arm rest, back arched in the air as he threw a harsh slap to your ass.
'Don't test me. Ive been waiting for you for far too long. Short skirts in the office. Tight, deep tops? Fuck I don't know how ive kept it in myself' he threw another harsh blow to your ass. Your mouth beginning to pool in drool the way you felt him finger you through your panties.
The soft Lacey material getting pushed into you, your cum from earlier staining the colour. You moaned and purred, his long fingers really working as he hit the fluffy spot in your pussy. Your clit writhed for him. Getting wetter by the second.
'Deeper jean fuck...'
'Jean? You know my name princess use it'
'Deeper...sir...'
A slight smile crossed his face as he began to finger fuck you, the material of your under wear entering inside you and out, your loose moans getting louder and louder by the decibel. You finally released on his fingers. Cooing and trying to get down from your high.
'Fuck your so much more reactive than I thought...' you heard him say, his hands loosely unbuckling his belt as he pulled his trousers down. You looked behind you to see the image of his cock, strained in his CK boxers. Hard and pointed. Barely scraping the entrance of your ass.
'Mm sir..I need you ...' you whine. Head doted in lust.
'Really? Having me wait this long for you there's no holding back princess...'
'Please sir...f-fuck' you moan, starting to rub yourself off on the couch for some friction, the sight making Jean go insane, Pre cum beginning to spill.
He quickly grabbed you and flipped you on the couch, your back colliding with the pillows as you stared up at him. Shirt now half undone as he pulls out his veiny long cock. 8 hard inches. His foreskin wrapped around it, being tugged down to show off his red warm tip, you licked your lips in adoration. Hand moving up to touch your breasts, pinching your nipples and playing with yourself for jeans adoration. He couldnt take it
Lining himself up with you, he pushed himself in an inch at a time. Your back began to arch with every movement. Getting more and more touch starved with every tainting move
'Noo ha-AHH'
He pushed his whole length in, quickly pounding himself inside you. Beats hiting your g spot every time. You moaned harshly, eyes rolling back as you could feel dribble moving to reach your ear.
'Fuck your so much t-tighter than I thought' the grip on your waist harsh and heavy, his fingers opening your mouth as you look at him with doe eyes, your tits moving faster with the pace of him. Your clit began to get attention as his fingers prodded at it. Playing with you, tipping you to an edge.
'I'm gonna c-cum...' your words slurred and non comprehensive.
'Fuck- cum for me princess...'
On command you released all over him. Squirting straight over his fingers and clothes. He was no different. White spurts of semen escaping, staining your legs and thighs. His head tipped back as he felt like he was in heaven.
Heavy pants and breathing were filled through the room, as you went to get up and cradle in jeans arms. Until-
'I'm not done with you doll. Do you know the amount of times I've thought about your lips round me, sucking me off? Now I got you here I'm not missing that chance. Do me a favour and get on your knees? I'll be kinder this time'
His tenacious voice coming out sincere and kind. His cock already starting to get hard again the way you obeyed to silently, hands and knees on the floor as you pushed your chest out and opened your mouth. Your tongue lolling infront of him, it's a sight for sore eyes.
'Good girl. Open wide'
'Yes sir...'
He pushed inside you, your warm cheeks hollowed out as you already started to gag on the size of him. Saliva coating down to his balls as he grabbed the back of your head, pushing you down further and further on him as your tongue began to rub against his tip, playing and coating the fluffy tip as his groans escaped his lips. Your moans sending vibrations straight to the core of his dick. His pace fastened and all you were good for now was a whining hole, helping him chase his release as you looked pretty doing it. Red lipstick smeared all down his long vein as you looked up at him. Fluttering eyelashes and pretty makeup ruined from the harsh fucking he's putting you through.
'Fuck fuck...princess get those tits ready...'
You push your tits together, pupils blown out and saliva dripping like a dog. He began to fuck you between your cleavage. Tip hitting your tongue every time. Pretty moans leaving your lips as he reached his high. White and red mixed together in lust as Jean called out your name. Salty taste bittersweet on your tongue as you stayed on your knees even after he was done.
'That was me going easy princess, you took me so well' a kiss was planted to your forehead in praise. You still looking up at him, waiting for your next order.
'Always took you for a harsh fucker Jean...good to know my conspiracy was true'
He kissed your cheek, hand ruffling through your hair as he moved lower to kiss your lips, an intertwining one last time. The semen and lipstick really mixing together.
ꕥ Synopsis : Let’s just say, it’s not a very good idea to leave your blinds open, nor to let a stranger sleep on your couch.
ꕥ Word count : 1.8k
ꕥ TW : YANDERE THEMES! , pure smut, vouyerism, somniophilia, abusive themes, mistrust, stalking, stranger danger (lol), advantage, dom!Nanami, bratty sub!reader, degrading, praise, non con, dub con, deception, creampie, forced orgasm, knife play, spanking, thigh slapping, fingering, oral, finger choking, hair pulling, sadism, bondage, kinda dark - read at your own risk, 18+
Since your ex boyfriend has dumped you, you've done nothing but feel sorry for yourself for the past week, staying in bed and crying tirelessly until you've gone back to sleep, but tonight you felt good about yourself for a change, so you go and take a shower, putting on some comfortable PJ's before closing the blinds and leaving your room.
You had a bad habit of always forgetting to do it, deeming it useless since you basically lived out in the middle of nowhere, without any neighbours theres no one to really hide from.
You begin walking down the narrow stairs, the small creaking of the wood floor never failing to annoy you every time you take a small step anywhere in this house, it was old but you were at least glad to have a roof over your head.
You cozy up into the small blanket, reaching over to the coffee table to place the small popcorn bowl you somehow managed to burn into your lap, you didn't mind it though, this was the most productive you've been for the past week.
Scrolling through the various shitty Netflix movies, you manage to find a rom-com that catches your eye, so you press play and...
KNOCK KNOCK
You dart your eyes towards the entrence of your door, wondering who could possibly be at this late hour. You decide to ignore it but barely had any time to get comfortable again before the knocks become more frantic, making your head hurt. You stand up from the couch and angrily pace towards your door, ready to cuss out anyone who decided it would be a good idea to disturb your peace.
You push down hard on the handle and swing it open expecting to be someone you knew, but your gaze falls upon a taller blonde man, who looked like have been outside in the rain for at least a few hours, his expensive-looking suit stained with rain drops.
Your face tenses and you look up into his brown eyes, parting your lips to yell but deciding against it, instead choosing a softer approach.
After all he might have a very valid reason as to why he's at your doorstep, in the middle of nowher-.
"Please let me in , im freezing to death"
He looks down through his brown eyes, his glare gentle as a rain drop slowly falls down from his hair.
You shake your head, relaxing your expression and scooting over to the right, inviting him inside.
He cleans his shoes on the doormat and walks in, shivering as he takes off his blazer and hangs it up on your coat-hanger.
You turn around and cross your arms as you lean on the door,
"Who are you?"
You ask a question you wanted to ask before letting him in, but i guess its better late than never.
" Im Nanami-"
He suddenly pauses, scanning your face and stopping to stare into your eyes, his look seemingly sincere. You raise your eyebrows gesturing for him to carry on, and he takes a deep breath before he starts ranting,
"My car broke down and i've been trying to fix it for hours, i dropped my phone and got water in it and it's not working anymore, everything is going to sh-"
"Whoa whoa whoa, slow down"
You uncross your arms and walk over to the kitchen table, gesturing him to take a seat.
He lets out a sigh of relief before following you in doing so.
This guy defiantly looks like he's went through hell - You think to yourself, sitting up from the table.
"Tea or Coffee?"
"Coffee, please, thank you so much"
He smiles up at you, relaxing his face.
You fix him a mug of hot coffee, placing it on the table before grabbing the blanket and throwing it over his shoulders, which he repeatedly mumbles greatful thank you's for.
You take a seat back in front of him and watch as his shaky hands lifts the mug to his lips, only now noticing his features. He's quite attractive, he looks like a businessman of some sort, so you trust his story was the truth.
You introduce yourselves and have a nice chat about work and other normal things, the conversation flowing perfectly as the night slowly passes.
You yawn check your phone and realising its 2:00 AM, lazily sitting up from the table.
" Hey Nanami, you can spend the night here and leave in the morning, hang up your clothes to dry and get some sleep on the couch" You say and his brown eyes light up, his pupils expanding as he glares into yours.
He bows his head and sits up,
"Thank you Y/N, i'm so sorry to have disturbed you, could i do anything to make it up to you?"
"Ah, don't worry about it, just don't try to kill me in my sleep or something" You joke as you place a hand on his shoulder, giggling .
He chuckles and gives you a warm smile.
You slowly walk past him towards the staircase leading up to your room, pausing to look back as he places the blanket neatly on the couch and starts unbuttoning his wet shirt.
You notice the scars on his toned chest in the dim lighting of the TV, you wonder if you should ask him about them but you choose against it, after all it might be too personal and you didn't wanna make things awkward. He noticed you at the bottom of the stairs out the corner of his eyes and turns his head towards you . You turn your eyes from his body and blush, walking up the creaky stairs slowly.
"Goodnight, thank you again"
You hear Nanami say, his voice raspy and tired.
You let out a small " 'night" before walking to your room and turning off the light.
You get comfortable into bed and before you know it, you fell asleep to the tune of the thunder and rain still echoing outside.
Your vision blurs as you turn your head to the door, the lighting of the corridor shining through as it opens. Before you had any time to react, you had a belt tied around your wrist tightly to the bedpost and you were looking down at the man you deemed innocent.
"Nanami, what the fuck?" You yell out, struggling against the bed post as his hands start sliding down your body, slowly taking off your pants. He shushes you and places a knife up to your throat, the sharp blade shining in the moonlight.
You whimper as fear settles in your eyes, his lips crashes down on yours. You try pulling your head back but to no use, he keeps insisting into you give in, and when you did he dropped the blade from his hand, the cold surface of it sliding down your chest making you shiver. He parts his lips from yours and smiles sadistically, the shine in his eyes completely gone as he bores into yours.
He slaps your inner thigh hard before moving his fingers upwards slowly, his fingers grazing over your pantie covered cunt.
You wince in pain and arch your back, still trying to pull away from the bedpost.
He laughs and lowers his head between your thighs, looking up at you as he slides down your panties and licks a stripe up, making you choke out an unwanted moan.
"You have no idea how long i've been waiting to do this"
He breathes against your thigh, his hair messily falling down as he starts hungrily eating you out, his tongue flicking over your clit making you slowly turn your head to the side and close your eyes, biting your bottom lip hard to keep in moans but to no avail.
He dips two fingers near your entrence, collecting your slickness between your lips before shoving his fingers down your throat, making you gag.
"Good fucking slut, " He chuckles and brings his other hand to his pants, quickly lowering them.
Your eyes widen as you watch his cock spring up, the swollen head already leaking with precum.
You shake your head and mumble out a "no", causing his fingers to slip out of your mouth and land a slap across your thigh again.
You let out a loud groan in pain, watching him as a trail of spit runs down to his cock.
"All those nights twirling around your room naked, did you think noone would notice hm?"
He drives himself into you in one stroke, causing you to gasp and grab at the hard buckle of the belt.
"You fucking watched me? " You spit out, your eyes filling up with more and more anger as he begins to slowly move inside you.
"Of course, i knew i had to make you mine"
He lets out a groan before smashing his lips against yours, the taste of you still lingering on his tongue as he twirls it around with yours. He parts his lips from yours and increases his pace, ruthlessly stroking in and out of you causing you to let out loud moans against his mouth , making him smirk in satisfaction.
You arch your back as your walls tighten down around his cock, sucking him in as you feel your orgasm approaching. He takes a fist full of your hair and pulls your head back to look into his eyes, your eyes blurry and watering.
"Say you're mine" He whispers, and you bite your lower lip.
"Go to hell" You spit out, making him laugh and go in even harder, the sound of skin against skin filling the room as you come undone on his cock, throwing your head back as your whole body shakes. A slap lands across your face pulling your head back to watch him,
"Did you just cum? What a whore you are," He laughs, not slowing down his pace, dropping down his hand to abuse your sensitive clit with his fingers. You roll your eyes and clench down on him again, cursing out loud moans between pants.His strokes become sloppier and you feel his cock pulsating inside you, causing you to widen your eyes and look down.
He parts his lips and throws his head back, a soft groan leaving his lips as he shoots his cum inside you, completely coating your walls.
He slowly pulls out of you and lays down on the bed, breathing heavily as he watches his cum seep out of your hole.
"Fucking untie me" You pant out, and he raises his eyebrow and chuckles,
"Why would i do that?"
"Round two" You pant out, watching him as his eyes light up and he stands up from the bed.
Logged into this account accidentally after about a year and yeah I think this is the end of tatakaebomb.
There’s 0 bad blood between me and Ren we’ve just naturally drifted and I wish her nothing but the best.
There won’t be any new posts or interactions, I think the best thing to do is to keep all our posts up so people can read it but we aren’t accepting requests or interactions (not from my half anyways)
It was fun while it lasted and thankyou so much for everyone who enjoyed our content and our journey together but sadly me and ren don’t speak anymore (hoping she’s okay) and I won’t be making any new content from my behalf. I won’t be active on tumblr from this point on.
I don't exactly know what to do. Deleting this account would feel like such a waste and people may still wanna read old posts of ours, i don't wanna take that away from anyone.
I still write lol, i just don't post anymore.
Rebranding the account to be only mine could be an option but then again, maybe that would be weird, people might still wanna read Ash's old stuff which i'd have to delete in case of that.
I'll probably just leave this account alone, and maybe post on another if i really wanna come back to Tumblr.
Thank you to everyone who read and interacted/supported our work, it's crazy how big this account ended up getting but aye,shit happens.
