#rindo x reader

[parfaitmq]

Girl math

[wnapelolaiss]

Okeey, so can you please do some headcanons with tokyo revengers about what turns them on the most??

add as many characters as possible,(and make sure to add kazutora and rindou)

and thats all thanks for reading angel <33

What Turns Tokyo Revengers Characters On

Cw: suggestive content, sexual themes, slight nsfw, teasing, mature themes, character headcanons

Thank you very much for your request <3

Kazutora

Kazutora is a really unstable guy, and it shows. It shows in his tastes—completely diverse and contradictory. One day, he’ll want you to be a really bad girl for him. Insult him? Please, yes.

He wants your hand wrapped around his thick neck. He won’t ask you to squeeze—he won’t give in that easily—but he’ll definitely be thinking about how much he wishes you would. He’ll provoke you into it, push your buttons just right until you get mad enough to do exactly what he wants. He’s a complete masochist, no doubt about it, and if you asked him, he’d admit it with a wicked smile on his face.

Some days, he’ll want you to act like a helpless, soft, submissive girl. Fuck, he’d love that side of you. You can experiment, act however you want—he’ll eat it up either way. Whether you come at him with intent or pull away with a hint of fear, it doesn’t matter. He wants everything. Give him everything.

Something that instantly turns him on is your soft, delicate tongue on him. On his cheek, his lips, his chest, his thighs… fuck, just thinking about it is enough to get him hard. He could be your candy without a problem. All he needs is you tasting him where he’s sensitive, feeling your warmth, and the way you smile against his skin.

Rindou

It’s simple. From your shortest skirt, barely covering an inch below your ass, to the expressions and the blush spreading across your face when you sit on his face… he’s satisfied with even the smallest things.

Rindou gets turned on very easily, honestly. And for him, it’s not a problem—he admits it openly. He’s that shameless. If you get him hard, he won’t even try to hide it. He’ll ENCOURAGE you to touch him the way only you know how.

What he always loves most is when you tease him. I’d say those are the moments when he gets excited the fastest. Just grind against him, and you’ll have Rindou on top of you in seconds—he won’t pull away for anything in the world, I swear.

Keisuke

Your touch is incredibly arousing to him. He’s the kind of guy who gets turned on by every little contact, every brush, even the slightest one. He especially loves the moments when you grab his biceps (which is exactly why he’s been working so hard at the gym) and hold onto him firmly. Fuck, he loves it—he loves it when you cling to him, your soft fingers pressing into his skin.

When he fucks you… yeah, he needs you to scratch his back hard. Ruin him. He wants you to leave marks on him, he craves it—wants everyone to see that he’s yours. Gripping his shoulders, his arms, his waist, his ass… everything. He just wants your hands all over him.

Draken

Being called “daddy.” There’s really not much else to say about that.

Draken grew up fast, surrounded by girls of all ages, even teenagers. He knows how to give good advice, he’s responsible, and extremely level-headed. He likes getting credit for what he does, sure—but he also needs to be taken care of every now and then. He probably doesn’t want kids, not in such a fucked-up world… so you could indulge his little thing, right?

It turns him on when you ask him for something with that fake innocent look on your face—and he completely loses it when you say the magic words. “Please, daddy” or anything along those lines. Just one word—one fucking word—and Ken Ryuguji is at your feet. Whether it’s to hear you say it again… or to start kissing you from your ankles all the way up to your thighs.

Manjiro

Control.

What turns him on is having complete control over you in intimacy. But only physically—because emotional control is what he needs from you. He can handle you easily, tell you not to speak, to stay still while he fucks you… and you obey every demand.

And yet, even then… you always seem to be one step ahead of him. Outside of intimacy, you don’t fear his dark side. You know how to calm him, you understand him without him having to say a single word—and for Manjiro, that’s more than enough.

You complement each other in a way that’s almost absurd. The connection between you is so intense that Mikey, who was never a man that got turned on easily, now feels that heat creeping up on him just from having you close. That’s why what excites him the most is exactly that—the fact that he has control over you… and that you could take it away from him at any moment, if you really wanted to.

Mitsuya

He loves to look.

Mitsuya is a serious man, but fuck… sometimes it’s actually annoying how he insists on measuring your body, even after doing it at least ten times before. What turns him on is aesthetics—the clothes you wear, the accessories… or the lingerie. That’s what drives him crazy. Now imagine him seeing you wearing something he made himself. He loses it.

It doesn’t matter if what you’re wearing is outdated. For Mitsuya, that’s not a problem. He’ll just tear that horrible piece of fabric apart and, after taking his time observing you, he’ll make you a new outfit. And honestly, he’d love to do it all over again.

Of course, there are other things that excite him—your chest, for example. He’s definitely a boobs man, no doubt about it. But the number one thing on his list will always be seeing you in his clothes… or without them.

Hanma

Provoke him.

Provocation is what sets Hanma off.

He loves to provoke, he loves to play, to mock his enemies—so do it. Play with him right in front of his face. In less than a minute, you’ll have him hard as hell, just as intense as he is.

He wants you in tight crop tops with cleavage, tiny skirts… or walking around his place in a robe right after a shower. Or something as simple as drinking wine and letting a few drops fall down your chin. That alone is enough. And if your thumb moves to wipe it away… fuck, he’ll be on top of you without saying a single word.

Takemichi

He’s honestly… very sensitive.

With just a hint of your perfume reaching his nose, he could already be embarrassingly turned on. But what really excites him are hugs. Yeah—hugs. He just can’t handle it when you press him against your body, when your chest brushes against his. Feeling you that close completely messes with his head.

And those times when you hug him and wrap your legs around him… he’s done for. Not literally, but he panics. His heart starts racing so fast that for a second he feels like he might pass out.

Please—if you’re going to do that again, at least warn him before you jump on him.

Inupi

Flirting.

What turns him on is you flirting with him anywhere, at any time of the day. The fact that you dare to do that to him pushes him right to the edge, and he can’t help it. He’s tough, mostly serious, not the type to act recklessly… and yet, he can’t help falling right into your trap.

Bite your lip slightly, look at him with that shameless intent… and he won’t take long to lose control. He’ll get painfully hard, to the point he has to do something about it.

If you’re in public, he might hold it together for a bit… he’ll cover his face with his hands, maybe a low groan slipping past his lips. But in the end, he’ll give in. He’ll grab your hand and pull you along, dragging you to the nearest place so you can deal with what you started.

Kakucho

Whispering in his ear is something that turns him on way more than it should. It might seem simple, but imagine this: he’s focused on fixing something on his bike, or at least trying to figure out what’s wrong with it.

Then there’s you, leaning in close to his ear, whispering his name along with something completely ordinary.

But that sudden whisper makes his hands tense, his back straightening instantly. His breathing shifts, and all his focus goes to shit in a matter of seconds. He can feel your breath, and that alone is enough. The closeness pushes him past his limit.

Izana

Begging.

There’s nothing that turns him on more than seeing you beg. Your voice dropping, your hesitation, the way you look at him waiting for something… it completely wrecks him from the inside.

Get close enough for him to feel how you tremble with anticipation. He’s capable of touching every sensitive part of you, pushing you right to the edge—only to pull away just enough to watch your vulnerable expression. That only encourages him more. He wants to see you like that, so desperately needing him.

He’ll watch you in silence, a smile forming on his lips as he takes it all in. He loves it. And just when you’re about to stop begging, when your breathing starts to steady…

he’ll lean in and touch you again.

Izana can’t ignore you when you beg like that.

[angelltheninth]

Tokyo Revengers Men Stuck in a Small Space with You

Pairing: Takemichi Hanagaki, Manjiro "Mikey" Sano, Ken "Draken" Ryuguji, Chifuyu Matsuno, Takashi Mitsuya, Hajime Kokonoi, Rindo Haitani, Keisuke Baji, Tetta Kisaki x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, kissing, grinding, coming in pants, grinding, neck kissing, moaning, fingering, teasing

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A/N: These guys will always have a special place in my anime and manga loving brain.

GRINDING - Mikey, Chifuyu, Kisaki

Be it your thigh, your ass, right up against your pussy he's moving against you in a frenzy. If you aren't already grinding against him too then he will encourage it by moving your hips, whispering against your ear as he makes his way down your neck. Wet kisses and his quick tongue making you shake and making your breath stutter. His moans would be a bit more loud if he wasn't busy leaving marks across your neck, and he can't let you hold that over him once you leave.

MAKING OUT - Mitsuya, Baji

Would be cursing everyone out for not giving him a key to the supply closet if he wasn't too busy kissing you and taking out his frustration that way. You were supposed to hold onto the key but you left it on the outside of the lock, so now he wants to kill time until someone finds the two of you. Should be at least half an hour. Half an hour to kiss you breathless, to silence every sound that comes out of your pretty mouth, and if you're good perhaps he might kiss you in other places too.

FINGERING - Draken, Rindo

At first he was only teasing you by saying he would fuck you even if there isn't much space for the two of you to move. However when you dared him to do it he wasn't about to back down, he would meet you head on, or rather fingers deep in your pussy. Draws slow, deliberate circles around your clit, occasionally increasing the pressure and making his fingers move in and out faster and easier. Grins at you as you try to hold down your moans, but he thinks you should be louder.

COMING IN PANTS - Takemichi, Kokonoi

Even if he could fuck you he knows it would make a huge mess when he came so he doesn't take his cock out of his pants. Instead he would rather ruin his own pants and then change them later, it doesn't really matter how it happens. He would appreciate anything you do to make that happen, if you touch him over his pants, kiss his cock over his pants, rub against him. When the two of you walk out he has to cover up, blushing when other people point out the stain on the front of his pants.

[vainful-vanity]

[TR] Haitani brothers x Sukeban! Reader

Contains: cursing, fighting, blood, crimes, shoplifting, smoking, petty crimes, beating gender norms, pickpocketing, and gang activity

A/N: Sukeban is a Japanese term for a "delinquent girl" or the leader/members of all-female youth gangs that emerged in 1960s Japan, known for rebelling against gender norms through unique fashion (like modified school uniforms, messy hair, thin eyebrows) and solidarity, protesting societal expectations.

Summary: Sukeban were supposed to be a thing of the past girl gangs that had vanished after their peak decades ago. That was why it came as such a shock when the two of them turned the corner and found you standing with a group of sukeban girls, laughing as chains and bats came crashing down on some gang members from roppongi, guys who were beaten black and blue. They weren’t meant to exist anymore, yet here you were proof that the legends hadn’t died after all. You noticed them staring and flashed a sharp grin, tightening your grip on the chain before slamming it against the wall. The metallic clang echoed through the alley, loud and deliberate, sending a clear message that this was your groups territory now ⟡ ݁₊ .๋࣭

╰┈➤ ⸝⸝★ Tokyo Revengers ୭ ˚.

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ Sukebans were all-female teenage gangs that appeared in Japan during the 1960s and 70s. The name, created by police, roughly means “delinquent girl.” These girls pushed back against strict gender roles and expectations placed on young women in a male-dominated society

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ They became known for modifying their school uniforms, sticking together as tight-knit groups, and refusing to behave the way society expected them to. While sukeban were involved in fights and petty crime, their rebellion was also about proving that being tough, independent, and female weren’t opposites, and you made that known by gang members of Roppongi

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ Roppongi wasn’t supposed to change or have a new gang that challenged to gain territory in the span of a couple of days because Roppongi belonged to the Haitani brothers. It had belonged to them for years, even after prison, even after the city tried to pretend they were gone and it would keep belonging to them for as long as they walked its streets without fear

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ So when rumors started crawling through clubs and alleyways about an old gang resurfacing something people swore had died decades ago Ran had laughed it off. “A new gang?” he’d said, voice lazy, amused, smoke curling from the corner of his mouth. “In our district?” Rindou hadn’t laughed. He slowed his steps instead, fingers lifting to adjust his glasses, violet eyes sharpening with focus. “They say the guys from Roppongi South didn’t even get a chance to fight back.”

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ That night, they took a shortcut through the backstreets narrow alleys soaked in neon light and old grime fresh off shaking down a few idiots who thought they could try challenge the two. The city was quieter here, the kind of quiet that swallowed screams before they reached the street.

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ That was when they saw the bodies. Men lay scattered across the alley like discarded trash groaning, coughing blood, clutching broken ribs and shattered pride. A baseball bat lay snapped clean in half. Chains dragged dark red streaks across cracked concrete. One guy tried to crawl away when he noticed them, fingers scraping uselessly against the ground before his strength gave out and he collapsed with a choked whimper

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ Ran stopped walking “Well,” he hummed, lips curling into a smile. “Someone had fun.”His foot nudging the body as the sound of girls laughing was heard. Loud and rough. The Haitani brothers turned the corner, and saw a figure of a girl who stood at the center of it all

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ Your long skirt brushed against heavy boots, sleeves rolled high enough to expose bruised knuckles and fresh blood smeared across your skin. A face mask hid your mouth, but not your eyes dark, calculating, locking onto them the instant you realized they weren’t just more gang trash. Around you, girls moved like a storm

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ Chains swung with practiced ease. Bats cracked down without hesitation. Boots slammed into already broken bodies until the alley echoed with pain and impact. One of the men screamed causing you to laugh as you lifted the chain in your hand and slammed it against the wall. The metallic clang rang through the alley, loud and deliberate, cutting through everything else. The girls slowed stopping their harsh assault of violence. Every ounce of attention shifted to you

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ “This is our turf,” you snapped, voice rough, commanding kicking the male body by your feet to the wall “So you better not come back or else we're gonna be snappin necks” Ran tilted his head, eyes sparkling with unmistakable interest, like he’d stumbled onto something rare while Rindou’s gaze swept over the scene the modified uniforms, the weapons hidden beneath fabric, the absolute lack of hesitation in every movement as his jaw tightened "Sukeban" Rindou muttered letting out a sigh

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ Ran, on the other hand, looked delighted “Well,” he said lightly, hands sliding into his pockets as he took a step forward, unbothered by the blood on the ground or the weapons in reach. “Didn’t think tonight would get interesting.” Your eyes tracked him instantly

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ You side eyed them gripping onto the chain, the girls behind you shifted as one, chains tightening, grips adjusting. They didn’t move unless you did. Rindou noticed that. Hierarchy, and that you were on top of it all. Ran stopped just short of crossing an invisible line. His smile didn’t fade, but something sharper flickered beneath it curiosity possibly or more

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ “You’re making a lot of noise for someone new,” he said. You met his gaze without blinking “Ain’t our fault,” you replied. “We don’t need to be quiet for some stupid shit even at night” The alley went still for a moment, it felt like the city itself was holding its breath, waiting to see who would step forward first

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ Then you turned away just like that. You slung the chain over your shoulder and walked past the wreckage, your girls falling in behind you without a word. Boots crunched over broken glass. Laughter rose again, quieter now, satisfied. You didn’t look back

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ Ran watched until you and the girls following behind disappeared into the neon glow, his grin slow and dangerous “…Yeah,” he murmured. “She’s trouble.” Rindou exhaled through his nose, eyes lingering on the bloodstained concrete and the bodies left behind. “This isn’t over,” he said flatly. “They didn’t come back for nothing.” Ran chuckled, turning to follow him out of the alley to go a different way instead of the shortcut they usually went through “Good.”

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ After that night, the Haitani brothers started seeing you everywhere. Not close enough to corner but never far enough to miss

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ Sometimes you were perched on a rusted railing behind a club, cigarette balanced between your fingers like the world hadn’t moved past the seventies. Girls clustered around you laughing, swearing, patching each other up with practiced hands. You watched over them with sharp eyes and an easy authority, exhaling smoke like it belonged to you

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ Other times, you were quieter. Adjusting a torn sleeve. Retightening a tie. Cleaning blood from someone else’s knuckles with a gentleness that didn’t match the reputation spreading through Roppongi like wildfire and every single time you noticed them first

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ Your gaze would lift, lock onto Ran’s, and you’d smirk beneath your mask. Sometimes you waved, slow and mocking. Sometimes you just tilted your head, like you were daring him to try something, but Ran adored it “She’s cute,” he said once, watching you snap your lighter shut with practiced ease. “Got bite.” Rindou scoffed, arms crossed. “She’s a pain in the ass.” Ran glanced at him, amused. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.” “She’s stirring shit in Roppongi.” Ran shrugged. “So do we.”

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️♬⋆.˚⊹ By then, running into them had stopped feeling like a coincidence. You were halfway down an aisle when you felt it again that prickle between your shoulders, the sense of being watched by someone who knew exactly what you were doing. The store smelled like cheap perfume and detergent, fluorescent lights buzzing overhead. You didn’t look up. You didn’t need to

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️♬⋆.˚⊹ You slid the pack of cigarettes into your sleeve with practiced ease “Careful,” Ran’s voice drifted from beside you, amused and lazy. “Camera’s angled wrong over there.” your hand stilled for half a second then you glanced sideways

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️♬⋆.˚⊹ He was pretending to browse, one hand tucked into his pocket, eyes half-lidded like this was the most normal thing in the world. When you didn’t say anything, he reached out and casually picked up a candy bar, blocking the camera’s view as he leaned in just enough “There,” he murmured. “You’re good.” you snorted under your breath. “Didn’t ask for help.” “Didn’t say you did.” He smiled, sharp and pleased with himself

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️♬⋆.˚⊹ “But it’d be a shame if you got caught.” your eyes glanced towards the register, the clerk barely looked up too bored and underpaid to care. You couldn't help but click your tongue placing the pack back and walking off. Ran paid for his candy, then without breaking stride dropped the cigarettes you put back into your hands as you walked past him leaving the convenience store with packet of pocky you bought

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️♬⋆.˚⊹ “On me,” Ran said lightly, stepping outside with you. You paused just past the door, smoke already between your fingers. You exhaled slowly, then looked at him. “You always stick your nose where it doesn’t belong?” Ran laughed, hands in his pockets. “Only when I’m interested.” you rolled your eyes but you didn’t hand the cigarettes back and took out the cigarette flipped upside down holding it up to Ran’s lip “Make a wish” the males violet eyes shining “oh?” Ran smirked and did a fake blow in the cigarette as you flipped it over, and placed it inbetween your lips side eyeing him "What? I was doing a favour in return" "Nothing" Ran shrugged as you scoffed walking off leaving Ran by himself

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️♬⋆.˚⊹ Rindou was different. You found him weeks later in the same convenience store, tucked into the far corner aisle like he belonged there, glasses pushed up his nose as he stared at rows of boxed hair dye with visible irritation. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, washing everything in dull white as the refrigerators hummed behind you

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️♬⋆.˚⊹ You stopped short when you spotted him there, brow lifting slightly. “…You serious?” you asked, tone flat. He glanced at you, unimpressed, then back to the shelf. “What?” You gestured vaguely at the wall of color. “You. Standing here about to read ingredients.” Rindou scoffed quietly. “Says the one who’s been staring at the same box for five minutes.” You clicked your tongue and turned back to the shelf. “They’re all trash. Half of these fry your hair.” “That one’s worse,” he said immediately, nudging a box aside with two fingers. “Too much ammonia.” You blinked, genuinely caught off guard. “You dye your hair once and suddenly you’re an expert?” “I bleach it,” he corrected without looking at you. “There’s a difference.”

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️♬⋆.˚⊹ You picked up another box and held it out between you. “This one?” “Cheap brand. Fades fast.” You shot him a glare, and he met it without flinching, expression flat and unreadable. “…You’re annoying,” you muttered. “And you’re stubborn,” he replied evenly. He stepped closer, reaching past you to grab a darker shade, close enough that you could smell soap and smoke on him, and shoved the box into your hands. “That’ll hold better. Less damage.” You hesitated, fingers curling around the cardboard before glancing up at him. “How long you’ve been doing your hair?” He shrugged slightly. “Since I was younger. Ran started the idea.” A small snort slipped out of you as you looked back down at the box, then you tossed it into your basket anyway. “Figures... your hair’s deepfried as shit" Rindou side-eyed you, eye twitching as you picked out a conditioning bottle, placing it in his hands

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️♬⋆.˚⊹ At the counter, Rindou added a box of blue dye to the pile without comment, barely sparing it a glance as the clerk scanned the items with bored efficiency

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️♬⋆.˚⊹ Outside, the night air felt cooler against your skin as Rindou tucked the bag under his arm and glanced at you sideways. “Don’t mess it up,” he said. You snickered behind your mask. “Worried about me?” He scoffed, looking away. “No. Worried you’ll blame me for that shit” You snickered for a moment neither of you said anything as you took the bag from the worker and stepped back into the street, the silence between you settling into something unfamiliar but oddly comfortable

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ The Haitani brothers soon started showing up more often after that. Not exactly starting a fight they were just… there. Ran would light your cigarette without asking, flicking his lighter that he brought around now and shut it with a grin when you took the first drag and on purpose blew smoke at his face to get a reaction that would usually fail

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ Rindou would be closer than he let on, eyes always scanning the street, correcting your stance without touching when a fight loomed. “Your guard’s open,” he muttered once. You adjusted without comment, knocking a guy flat seconds later. Rindou huffed. “Tch. See?”

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ Ran likes to find himself enjoying watching you fight like you’ve got nothing to lose, bottles smashed, elbows driven in, skirts stained dark with blood that isn’t yours. He watches you with that amused, lazy smile, like the violence you cause is entertainment

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ When you continue to shoplift, he doesn’t ask what you’re taking or why. He just distracts whoever needs distracting, lets you slip whatever you want into your sleeves or waistband, and laughs when you walk out clean. He never tells you to calm down, never tells you to watch your mouth or your temper. That’s why you don’t snap at him like you do everyone else. He treats you like a loaded weapon dangerous, useful, and worth respecting

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ Rindou is different. He doesn’t watch you like a show; he watches you like a fighter. He notices how you move, how you don’t hesitate to go for joints, throats, weak points and somehow he always nit picks it

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ If someone laughs and calls you the Haitani's girl or assumes you’re tagging along, Rindou shuts it down immediately, blunt and sharp. He makes it clear you’re not lesser or even a item. You’re your own threat but sometimes he steps back as you beat the shit out of someone close to breaking joints, asking them to speak louder than when they are bitching

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ They still knew exactly what you were. A sukeban a gorl who broke rules and gender norms with the same casual ease she broke noses, you laughed too loud, and fought dirty just like the other girls from your group

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ One night, after a scuffle that left blood on Ran’s knuckles and a new tear in your uniform, the three of you sat on a rooftop overlooking neon-lit streets. You leaned back on your hands, chain coiled at your side, mask tugged loose just enough to breathe. “You know,” Ran said, staring at the skyline, “people keep asking us when we're gonna make you an enemy.” You snorted. “You could try.” Rindou scoffed. “We're not that stupid.” Ran grinned. “Nah. Enemies are predictable.” He glanced at you, eyes bright. “Friends are way more interesting.”

━━━ ．°˖✧🏍️⋆.˚⊹ You didn’t answer right away. Just laughed, sharp and fearless, pulling your mask back into place as you stood. “Don’t get distracted,” you said. “I’m still a problem.” Rindou stood too, cracking his neck “Good,” he replied. “So are we.” A grin appeared on your face as you spoke “Lets get icecream” “OH MY GOD YES” Ran grinned ignoring how Rindou face palmed

[wakasaz]

Sinful Affairs

✗♡✗♡ Pairing: Sanzu Haruchiyo x Reader, Ran Haitani x Reader, Rindou Haitani x Reader

✗♡✗♡ Synopsis: You were never part of the plan. Now you're the secret they can't let go.

✗♡✗♡ Warnings: 18+, MDNI, pet names, cheating, age gap, fem!reader, smut, unprotected sex, drugs, talk of pregnancy. I think that's everything

✗♡✗♡ A/N: not proof read, possible spelling errors, I don't know how I feel about this.

Sanzu Haruchiyo

You met Sanzu at the wedding. Your older sister swore they were soulmates and he was the love of her life. You always assumed she ended up pregnant and that's why they rushed the wedding but the baby never came so you started to think maybe she was right—they are soulmates.

At least you thought that till tonight when Sanzu snorted something you don't remember what he said it was off your tits. And you definitely don't think it now that you're pinned between the wall and Sanzu as he thrusts his swollen cock into your cunt telling you how much better you feel than her. “Ain't ever had a pussy this good, babe”

You moan, whining his name “H—H—HARU!” He snickers behind you. “Yeah, princess? Use your words” his hips slamming into yours, the room filled with the sounds of skin meeting skin.

You come undone all over his cock and he finishes shortly after spinning you around and kissing your forehead then giving you his signature grin.

He leaves the party soon after—going back home to be with your sister but not before sending you a text

‘Same time tomorrow babe’

Ran Haitani

“Kids go down at eight, I left money on the counter for pizza, and all emergency numbers are on the fridge” she says walking towards the door. Your neighbor. She's a sweet woman but you never understood how she landed someone like Ran.

“Oh, and my husband is home. He has work to do so he will be in the office all night. You won't even know he's here” with that Ran Haitanis wife leaves, leaving you with the kids for the night.

Everything goes as planned, and the kids go down at eight without a fight just like you were told. You go back to the living room and start cleaning up the mess from the girls playing when you hear a bang. You walk down the hall and it's coming from Rans office. You don't want to bother him but you hear it again and a grunt this time.

You don't even think—swinging the door open you are met with the sight of Ran at his best, pants down, head thrown back showing off his bonten tattoo and him fisting his cock. You stand there shocked about to leave when you hear him whine your name. You gasp and his eyes snap open and he sees you standing there. You're prepared to be told to leave and never be asked to babysit again but instead he smirks—spreading his legs wider “gonna come help me, pretty girl?”

You stand shocked for a moment—you always had a crush on the older man

“C'mere pretty thing”

You don't even hear his wife come back home or her yell through the door that She's going to bed too cock drunk on Rans cock and he bounces you on his lap. “Always knew you’d be a good fuck, pretty”

You whine and moan his name as he tells you he always knew you had a thing for him. “Don't act so surprised, I see the way you look at me. That's why I told my wife you'd be such a good babysitter to our girls”

Rans hand is on your mouth trying to quiet your moans “make a mess for me,pretty girl”

You cum all over his with one final snap of his hips. Ran finished giving you one last kiss and asking if you can babysit again tomorrow while winking at you.

Rindou Haitani

You're a teacher at the local elementary school. It's parent teachers today. You're sitting in your classroom in a pretty little sundress when you see the next parent you'll be meeting with is the Haitanis. It's usually the mother that you deal with so you're surprised when you see a man walk in the room—tattoos—purple hair and probably the most expensive suit you've ever seen.

“This the uh, teacher thing?” He says he's older than you this being your first year teaching.

“Y-yes” he smirks and walks over sitting down in front of your desk telling you his wife usually deals with this but their son's sick today so he came instead.

You talk about his son—his grades and how he is with the other kids. You love his son. He's one of your favorites, always has a smile on his face and is just the sweetest little boy.

Rindou clicks his tongue and his eyes move all over your body “I can see why my son likes you so much” you tilt your head confused “excuse me?”

He chuckles “he, uh, has a little bit of a crush on you and I can see why”

The next thing you know you're bent over your desk—dress thrown up over your hips as Rindou slams into you from behind. “Fuuuck—wish my teachers looked as good as you. Might of actually went to school then”

“R-I-NNN”

“Shhh” he leans down over you, pressing his chest into your back “you want the other parents to hear me fuckin’ you right now? Or do you give all the dads this kind of treatment, hmm?”

You whine as he thrusts into you harder telling you how tight your pussy is. “Haven't had one this good since I was in my early twenties”

You clench around him and hear him groan in your ear “Maybe i should make you a mommy too. You're good with kids and my son has been asking for a sister”

Rindou slams into you one more time—stilling against you as both of you come undone. If it wasn't for the desk you swear your legs would have given out.

You both fix yourself and Rindou goes to leave, throwing a business card on your desk.

“Call me if you offer private lessons, teach” he winks at you over his shoulder as he walks out the door.

Part 2

[evergone]

Sleepless

Rindou Haitani x Reader

Warnings: 18+ content (allusions to sex), swearing

Description: The reader can't sleep because the Tenjiku members are being far too loud.

You had tried so hard all night not to disturb your boyfriend and his friends as they celebrated their recent successes in your lounge room, but as your eyes fluttered open for the fifth time that night, you knew you had to go and ask them to be just a tad quieter. Of course, you felt terrible because Rindou was being so considerate already. You couldn’t even hear the crappy rap music they were playing, just the echo of the bass through the walls, and both of the times that you were woken up by their chatter you heard Rindou frantically scrambling to hush them.

With a yawn and a small stretch, you pulled your throw blanket over your shoulders and shuffled across the carpet until you found your ugg boots in the complete and utter darkness. After a pained “fuck” slipped past your lips as you hit your knee on the edge of your bedframe, you slowly opened the door and stepped out into the lounge room.

It wouldn’t have taken more than a second before the boys noticed your meek, sleep-deprived frame cringing at the power of the lights while your eyes took their time to adjust. Most of them were strung out across the three grey couches in front of the television which was tuned into an MMA fight on mute, while the younger members (that Kisaki kid, his friend Hanma, Kokonoi, and Sanzu) were awkwardly sitting around the dining table behind them. Madarame offered you a short wave to which you responded with a tired frown, then you finally caught sight of Rindou sitting in the corner of the middle couch with his hand outstretched towards you.

“Rinnie…” You whined as you made your way into his lap with his arm lazily draped over your waist. Ran, your brother-in-law for all intents and purposes, snickered at the nickname, and the tone of your voice which was laden with exhaustion.

“Sorry, did we wake you up?” Rindou asked quietly, and then turned to the rest of the group, “I told these fuckwits to keep it down.”

Rindou wasn’t ignorant of the fact that you were wearing nothing but his shirt as pyjamas, and he knew well from the night’s earlier — and more private — events that your underwear were the barely-there kind. So, he was cautious to make sure that one of his hands was sitting firmly under your bum at all times, holding the shirt against your skin.

“If you guys stayed quiet I would’ve made you pancakes for breakfast as thanks,” you teased. Mocchi’s shoulders tensed in clear disappointment at your words. While all of them were fond of your cooking, Mocchi was always the biggest eater.

You pressed your lips against Rindou’s neck while they continued their discussion. His voice vibrated into each kiss you bestowed upon his neck and collarbone with a kind of intimacy that made you feel as though you were melting into one another. After a while of this, you began to doze off, your mind stuck in the in-between state of being oddly aware of everything around you, but not quite awake.

Rindou took one glance at the state of you, nearly asleep despite the volume of the room, and hooked his arms under your thighs to carry you back to the bed you shared. He folded the throw neatly at the end of the mattress, then placed you down on your preferred side, and admired the irritated look on your face which was made possible to see by the slightly open door.

As he made a movement to leave and rejoin his friends in the lounge room, you groaned, grabbed the cuff of his shirt, and pulled him back towards you. He was much stronger than you, strong enough not to be even slightly moved by your pull, but he was never the kind of boyfriend to fight your affection. He knelt down on the floor beside you with his hand rubbing circles on your cheek, already feeling terrible about how you couldn’t get to sleep because of him and his friends.

“What’s wrong, N/n?” He said lovingly.

“Come to bed. It’s cold. I want you in here with me.” You saw how Rindou’s eyes flicked back to the light emanating from the doorway, so you pouted in the sexiest way you could given how tired you were. “I’ll make it worth your while.”

The sleeve of the shirt you were wearing had — at some point, unbeknownst to you — fallen from your shoulder to reveal the lacy strap of a new bra Rindou had bought you. It reminded him of your underwear. Of how nice it felt to take them off earlier…

“You’re too tired for any of that, babe. Just go to bed, and I’ll come join you in no time, promise,” he said as he shook the images from his mind, knowing you were one blink away from falling asleep again.

“You hate me,” you huffed, and turned away from your boyfriend before adding, “You’re just gonna end up passing out on the couch like you do every time they come here. I’m gonna wake up all alone. You’re such a bad boyfriend.”

Rindou smiled softly, “Are you trying to guilt-trip me right now?” You turned back to make eye contact with him and nodded. “Fine.”

For a moment, he disappeared into the lounge room. You could hear Ran making fun of him for being “absolutely whipped”, and Izana telling him to “man up”, but you were already beginning to feel your eyelids getting heavier, so you didn’t care much to go out and defend him. When he returned, he took off his shirt and pulled on a pair of trackpants, and then crawled into bed beside you.

Content to have gotten all you wanted from Rindou, you traced the tattoos on his torso until you were so exhausted you could no longer hold your hand up.

“I will make it worth your while,” you yawned as you rested your head on his chest and let him run his hands over your hair, “Just… In the morning when I’m rejuvenated.”

You closed your eyes and Rindou felt your heartrate slow down along with the frequency of your breaths. You were snoring ever-so-gently, and he stifled a laugh at the irony of the fact that he wouldn’t be able to get even a second of sleep because of it.

[reinerismwrld]

get him back!

PAIRING: Rindou Haitani x f!Reader x Ran Haitani

SUMMARY: With your help, Rindou, the person you’ve been in love with since you met him, will get Ran back, the person you’ve been following around. What could possibly go wrong?

GENRE: Smut

WARNINGS: Voyeurism, threesome, degradation, swearing, oral (m!receiving).

WORD COUNT: 4.4k words

PART: 2 of bad idea, right?

It’s been weeks since the last time you saw or spoke to either Ran or Rindou after you left their house running, trying to escape any type of interrogation or suspicion from Rindou.

You tried your best to be positive and hoped that Ran didn’t tell anything to Rin after that fateful day Rin saw you all messy and distraught, but who were you kidding, even if Ran was the older of the brothers and expected some kind of maturity from him, you knew he would eventually tell Rindou about your little escapades with him, not because he wanted to be honest with his brother, but because he would take it as a great opportunity to make Rindou find out what type of person his little friend was.

The more the days passed, the more you realized he definitely spilled his guts to Rindou, and you were mad.

Ran made it very clear one time that he would do anything in his power to stop you from being with his brother, and it seems he was able to do it.

Your head started to go down a spiral, regretting the day you said yes to Ran, when a “ting” from your phone took your attention. The first thing you were able to notice was the name of the person who sent you that message, Rindou.

“Come to my house today. 7 pm.” You felt your heart fall to the bottom of your stomach. Out of nowhere? Yeah, you were screwed. You decided the best option was to ignore that message and continue with your miserable life when another message arrived.

“I promise I’m not mad. I just want to see you and talk things out.” Now that caught your attention, and to say your whole stomach didn’t flip at those words would be a lie. You clicked on your conversation with Rin to answer him. You needed at least more information to make a decision.

“And why not my house, you know where I live. If you just want to see me…”

“Oh, believe me, love, my house is the best option.” Love? The nickname made you choke on your own saliva.

You saw the hour. 5:58 pm. You have enough time to get ready.

“Fine, but it would just be me and you, right?”

“Perfect, see you later,” he didn’t answer your question. You weren’t feeling good about this.

The Haitani brothers didn’t live far from you, just a couple of blocks away, and the closer you got to their house, the more you started to regret agreeing to come to their place. What were you even thinking? This felt like a trap. You never actually spent time with the two of them together. You and Rindou liked to go out or see each other outside, while Ran preferred to stay at home. Of course, you and Ran spent time together when Rindou was out.

When you least realized, you were just standing outside their house. You stared at the ring bell. If you didn’t actually want to come, you would’ve definitely just lied to Rindou and never even left your house in the first place, so a part of you wanted to see what this was all about, but that didn’t mean you didn’t want to run as fast as you could and move to another country if possible. 

It looks like you were overthinking everything, and you were taking too long to ring the bell that Rindou opened the door before you could even do something.

“You know you can also knock, right?” he said in a joking tone.

“I know,” you huffed. Rindou smiled. He actually saw you the moment you arrived and was just waiting for you to do something. But as he was looking through the peephole, he realized that if he didn’t open the door, you might just leave, and he couldn’t let that happen. 

“You can come in.” He moved his body out of the way, and as soon as you started coming into his house, you felt his hand grab your wrist, making your body face him.

His right hand slowly grabbed your cheek and made you look at him. You felt your heartbeat in your ears, and you started to get dizzy. You’ve never had Rindou this close, and he has never been this bold. As you were expecting him to say something, you took a deep breath and were able to smell his cologne. It was intoxicating. 

Rindou saw you close your eyes, and he couldn’t believe how much his whole being missed you. He always kept his distance when it came to you. Not because he didn’t like you or anything, on the contrary, if it were for him, you would’ve been his a long time ago, but he wanted to give you space, and make sure you felt the same about him.

And he got his confirmation when he spoke to Ran after you left their house in a hurry. Of course, he was ecstatic that you were also in love with him, but he didn’t like the fact that his brother had you first.

A few weeks ago, when he found out Ran had been fooling around (well fucking you), he was ready to go berserk. The way Ran was talking about you made his blood boil. He was able to notice Ran did have genuine feelings for you, but he was trying to hide them.

Ran explained everything to him, including how he had started to fall in love with you, how you decided not to have a relationship since you were still in love with someone, that someone being him, and how he had treated you after that. Jealousy, anger, and happiness filled Rindou. 

Even if Ran was the oldest, he was mad at him. That’s no way to treat someone, that’s no way to treat his girl. And that’s when his mind started to plan.

To be honest, this wouldn’t be the first time Ran and he shared a partner physically, but this would be the first time both of them had feelings for the same person. This could actually end up really good, or really, really bad.

Rindou saw your features one more time and smiled. He was eager and ready to do all the unholy things he had been wanting to do to you for the past years, and show Ran how to take care of you properly, but he needed to compose himself and regain some control. 

You felt his thumb ghost your lower lip, and he slowly started to get closer to you. Only one thought was on his mind. Would your lips taste as sweet as your perfume? Would they feel soft just like he imagined? Temptation was too strong, but he already had a plan in place. And kissing you needed to wait.

“I missed you,” Rindou whispered as his thumb caressed your cheek. You smiled.

“Really?”

“Of course I did. And even if I’m dying to kiss you right now, we have to talk first.” If it weren’t because Rindou was holding you by your waist, you were pretty sure you would've folded and collapsed right there. God, what happened to him in the last weeks? This was a completely new side of Rindou, and you were loving it.

As he guided you to his room, you couldn’t help but notice how hard your heart was drumming in your ears, and how you stopped breathing. Rindou started to become nervous. As you arrived at his bedroom door, he summoned the courage he had to start speaking before you thought he was taking you to a trap.

“Before entering my room, I just want you to know that if you feel uncomfortable with this, tell me. The most important thing is how you feel, ok?” You only nodded, and Rin gave you a small kiss on the forehead before opening the door.

Nothing could’ve prepared you for the view.

Ran was sitting on a chair, restrained by ropes, fully clothed, of course. You couldn’t help but suppress a laugh. Ran took notice of this and growled in exasperation.

“Rin, c’mon, just let me go.” Ran was moving his whole body, trying to free himself, but it appears Rindou tightened the rope strongly enough to not let that happen.

“No, you deserve it and agreed to it.” What mess did you make your way into?

“Then tell her not to laugh.” You rolled your eyes at his answer. Such a crybaby. Even if you wanted to answer him to his little complaint, you knew whatever he and Rindou agreed to was going to give him enough hell, so you remained in silence as Rindou guided you to the edge of the bed. 

“Rin, what is happening?” 

“I like you too.” Well, this was just a confirmation of what you thought might have happened. “And god, I’m so glad to know you also feel the same.” You couldn’t help but put on the biggest smile on your face at his confession. And then you remembered Ran was also in the room, so you tried your best to calm down. You could see Ran tense at the confession.

“I-” This was something you only dared to dream of. Never really believing Rindou could feel the same as you.

“So imagine how I felt when I found out that Ran has been fucking the girl I’ve liked since the day I met?” Rin started to shake his head disapprovingly. For a moment, you really thought he was angry or, well, disappointed, but then you saw a glimpse of his smirk and realized this was just an act.

“I’m-” before you could say anything more, Rin grabbed you by the hips so you could straddle him.

“Now it’s my time to show you, and him.” Rin looked directly at your lips, "Who you really belong to.” Rindou didn’t give you time to reply or even understand what he said when he crashed his lips against yours. You didn’t waste any time either, letting his tongue enter your mouth without any resistance. Even if at the beginning he kissed you in such a desperate way, as the kiss continued, he started to slow down, savoring the moment.

Your hands went and grabbed both of his arms. You could feel your whole body react to him. This was really happening. Rindou grabbed the back of your neck to deepen the kiss. You couldn’t help but compare both brothers. Ran was reckless, desperate, and rough when it came to kissing. You would normally end up with your lips all swollen due to this. But Rin was the complete opposite. Slow, passionate, and sensual. You were able to breathe, which was even better since that meant the kiss didn’t have to stop. 

You were lost in the kiss, Rin’s sighs and your whimpers could be heard once in a while. Your whole body was on fire, and you needed more. Your hands were now playing with Rindou’s hair, as his hands were now squishing your ass, making your heat rub against him. To be honest, you could’ve gone on like this for hours, making out with Rin.

That’s when a loud noise made you stop kissing Rin abruptly, and you remembered Ran was still there, watching you make out with his brother, the person he said you would never be able to be with. You smiled.

“Really Ran, you’re acting like a brat.” Rindou said while he started to take off your sweater and shirt. “God, you're so fucking beautiful,” he whispered, and started to leave wet kisses on your chest.

Even if Rin was worshiping you, your attention was on the other side of the room. You saw how a pencil holder that you supposed was on Rindou’s desk was now on the floor. You really didn’t know how Ran managed to throw it, but you understood he did it to stop you and Rin from going further.

“What? You listened to your brother. You need to learn proper treatment. Ran’s face was red, and his blood was boiling. The thing is, he didn’t know if it was anger, jealousy, or maybe, just maybe, he was actually enjoying this, and the thought of you being fucked by the two of them was starting to fill his thoughts and affect him.

“Shut up,” he scowled. Rindou moved your body so you could stand up and guided you to Ran.

“Look at her. Bet you’ve never treated her right.” Rin started to take your jeans off, leaving you with only your bra and panties. He started to suck that sweet spot on your neck, making your eyes roll back. “Her whole body reacted so easily to me. Thought you said you fucked her pretty good… Then why is she so desperate for me?” One of his hands went down slowly, his fingers started to play with the waistband of your panties. When his hand finally moved inside your underwear, you sighed in relief. His middle finger started to play with your clitoris, and you choked. Involuntarily, your right hand searched for something to grab so you could stay balanced, and grabbed Ran’s shoulder and squeezed him.

“Fuck Ran, she’s soaked.” Rin’s hand was now in front of you, his middle and part of his index finger were glistening with your juices. “Open love, clean them up for me.” Your stomach did a full 360. You never imagined something so filthy could come out of Rindou’s mouth. You sucked his fingers, looking directly at Ran, and he gulped. 

“Good girl.” Rindou said as he felt his cock getting harder, just imagining how your lips would feel around him, sucking him just as you were sucking his fingers.

“Taught her well, didn’t I?” Ran finally said after watching such a lewd scene.

“Yeah, it appears that at least you taught her to be such a good little slut.” you groaned and closed your eyes.

“Please, Rin, I need more.” You cleared your throat. “I need you.” You looked at Rin right into his eyes, pleading to take you and fuck you right there and there in front of Ran.

“So needy… It appears Ran was all talk then. Am I right, love?” You only nodded, and Ran was baffled. Of course you would agree to anything Rindou said in order to get under his skin. 

“You fucking whore.” Ran spat.

“He’s right. You were never able to satisfy me.” The biggest lie you’ve ever said, and Ran knew it. Ran always made sure you came before he did, leaving you always lightheaded, with a lost look in your eyes due to your orgasm. And Rin, well, Rin loved messing around with Ran’s head, so the fact that you were playing along made him giddy.

“Fuck baby, I cannot wait to feel you around me, but I’m not really sure if I want your lips, or your pussy.” You clenched around nothing.

“I need you inside me, Rin. I’ll do anything, just fuck me, please.” You looked at Ran with the corner of your eye and were able to see him roll his eyes.

He was so annoyed that he made you enjoy this more than you thought you would. This was a payback for all the times he said with such a cocky tone that you were never going to be able to be with Rindou after sleeping with him, this was for all the times he made you feel like shit for preferring Rindou over him.

“Such a dirty mouth… I love it.” Rindou loved this new side of you. It was as if having Ran in front of you was bringing out such a risky and bratty attitude.

You grabbed Rindou by his wrists, making him lie down on the bed. You knew how to make Ran even angrier, and that would be by fucking his brother in his favorite position.

“Can I ride you, Rin?” 

“Don’t… you fucking dare.” Ran tried to stop you from doing it, but Rin didn't even listen to his brother’s protests. If words could make someone come, well, he would’ve burst right there.

“Be my guest, love.” Rindou gave you the biggest smile you’ve ever seen on his face. “But, reverse cowgirl. I want Ran to see how good I’m making you feel.”

Ran could tell that the two of you were enjoying this, which he could only catalog as pure torture. Rindou sat on the bed, peppering your shoulder blade with kisses while he was removing your panties and bra, leaving you, finally, completely bare in front of the two brothers.

You don’t know what got into you, but having Ran and Rindou look at you with such hunger and desire made you more confident.

You never stopped looking into Ran’s eyes. Rindou slowly lay down, helping you sit in his lap, your back facing him. It was as if you wanted to put on a show for both of them. You interrupted the intense gaze toward Ran, so you could grab Rindou’s cock and place it perfectly in your entrance. You could hear Rin hiss at the contact, but you only had one thing in mind: get Ran back.

You slowly sat down, taking Ran’s cock slowly, trying your best to look unbothered. But who were you kidding? You felt like you were being broken in half.

“Shit, Rin.” You didn’t need to finish the sentence. You didn’t move further down, leaving half of his shaft out.

“Breathe, love.” Rin slowly brought the upper half of his body up, grabbing you by your hips to balance your body. “Slowly, I know you can take it.” Rindou slowly moved your body down once again as you were taking deep breaths.

“Good girl, almost there.” You looked back at Ran, and for the first time, he wasn’t looking at your face. He was looking intensely at your core, where you and Rindou became one. “See? That was easy.” You didn’t move for a few seconds, trying to adjust to his size. Rindou, on the other hand, couldn’t be sweeter. You could feel his thumbs caressing the skin of your hips, trying to bring you some kind of comfort since he wasn’t able to kiss you.

You slowly started to move against Rindou, paying with your nipples, wanting more stimulation.

Ran now was properly reclined on the chair’s back, trying his best to look unbothered. But god, you were making it really hard. He was mesmerized by you. He couldn’t believe you became hotter, but here you were, riding his brother’s cock, looking as desirable as someone could get.

He hated that Rindou was able to have you so fucked up, begging for more, wanting pleasure from him. But at the same time, he was glad his girl was getting so much pleasure from him.

Yeah, it was as messed up as things could get, but well, it’s not like it was the first time they've had sex in front of each other.

He wanted so badly to kiss you, to take you away from Rindow, and ram into you as hard as possible, to remind you who had you first. But he knew he deserved this punishment. Ran started to cry, not because he was hurt, but because the two of you were right. He was such an asshole towards you. It’s like reality hit him at that moment.

So seeing you so pretty, taking Rindou so well… It messed him up really bad.

Rindou quickly brought you to your first orgasm of the night, the position making him hit your G-spot so perfectly. He slowly stopped his thrusts, wanting to give you time to calm down, before continuing. Of course this wasn’t going to be an only “one orgasm” experience. Rindou actually wanted to see how much you could handle. And if that meant fucking you until you pass out, then so be it.

Rin loved the view of your ass. He was now fucking you in all fours, facing towards Ran so he could have a better view. You, with your face completely lying on the bed, as best as you could, were looking at Ran directly into his eyes, not wanting to leave him out of this whole experience.

You weren’t able to form one coherent thought, maybe only one. Wanted to be fucked by both of them at the same time. But you didn’t talk properly before. Was it something you could ask for? Did they talk about this before? Was this a “Rindou Only” experience?

To be honest, Rindou made sure you forgot all the questions that were forming in your head, hitting that spot that made your whole body melt.

“Rin, please… Harder.”

“As you please.” He grabbed both of your arms, pulling you to his body, as he thrust into you at a more powerful pace.

The only thing you could do was swear. It was as if Rin was making up for all the time he wasted by not asking you out. You were pretty sure that you had been fucking for at least 2 hours.

You looked at Ran’s bulge and whimpered. You guessed he was only wearing his sweatpants, no underwear at all, since you were able to see a wet spot on them. You wanted to taste him, and Ran was able to see the desire on your face.

“You just have to ask, princess.” He smirked pridefully. Rindou started to slow down his pace, so you could properly talk.

“Can I suck him off, Rin?” You sounded tired, but after saying the words, you felt yourself clench around Rindou. As mentioned before, you didn’t know if this was something you could ask for, so you were a little scared of his answer.

“You want me to stop, love?” You shook your head.

“Both, I want you both.” Ran and Rindou smiled at the confession.

“As Ran said, you only needed to ask.”

And that was true. They only had one rule. If you wanted to have a threesome, they would happily accept. However, if you only wanted one, and the other one could watch, that was enough for them. They, for a reason, set these rules up before you arrived. Maybe they should’ve talked properly to you from the very beginning. But they were glad you took the initiative first.

Ran quickly removed the ropes that were restraining him, and made his way to the edge of the bed, pulling down his sweatpants as quickly as he could.

“Open up, princess.” You managed to get onto one arm, while your hand grabbed Ran’s cock, heading it to your mouth. You took a deep breath before introducing him completely into your mouth. You relaxed your throat so he could start moving.

You knew he loved to fuck your mouth. So, after having some orgasms, you didn’t want to do that much, leaving them to fuck you however they pleased.

“God, you are going to love her mouth so much.” Ran moaned.

“If it feels as good as her pussy, I’m sure I will.” You could only focus on their paces. Trying your best to stay relaxed since you still wanted them to cum before resting. 

“Are you going to give us one more love? I know you can come one more time.” You could only hum in agreement since your mouth was full.

You felt full when Ran was completely inside your mouth, Rin was going out of your pussy, making it impossible to be empty at any moment.

“I'm cumming, princess.” You couldn’t blame him, two hours where his only view was you getting fucked and not being able to get some release, had to have some toll on him. You could feel precum and saliva coming out from the corners of your mouth. “Can I cum in your mouth?” That was a first. Ran normally would never ask for any type of permission. And the action melted your heart.

Since you couldn’t really answer him, you just started to move your head, grabbing him by the base of his cock as a confirmation. It didn’t take Ran too long after that. You felt your mouth being filled with his seed.

Rindou, on the other hand, moved his hand towards your clitoris, wanting you to cum before he did. Wanting to feel you squish him one more time.

Your whimpers, moans, and the sound of skin slapping against each other were the only things that could be heard in the room. Ran was sitting next to you, playing with your hair.

“Come on, princess, let Rin feel you.” You were overwhelmed by everything that was happening. The sounds, Ran’s encouragement, Rindou’s groaning. This was just too much.

In one powerful thrust, you could feel your climax roaming all over your body. You let out a choked-out scream. Your whole body relaxing after such an intense fucking session.

“Fuck fuck fu-” Rindou’s thrust came to an abrupt stop, feeling him fill you up. You finally collapsed.

You couldn’t hear the murmurs coming out of the Haitani brothers. You could only feel how soft and comfortable the mattress you were lying on felt.

Some strong arms moved you to the top of the bed, resting your head on the pillow, while another pair of hands was cleaning you up. You winced when you felt the warm cloth against your core.

“It's ok, love. You did great for us.” Rindou kissed you on your temple, making you smile.

You felt Ran lie on one of your sides, while Rin lay on the other. 

“Did you like it?” Ran was removing some of your hair from your face.

“And you are doubting it after leaving me like this?” you replied.

“We want you. Both of us.” Rindou finally said, and you stayed in silence. Was it even possible?

“I want both of you. But I also don’t want you to get angry at each other because of me.” You said the last part in a whisper.

“Let’s rest for today. And tomorrow we will talk, properly, ok?” Rindou was right, you were too tired to have an emotional conversation.

Both you and Ran nodded and hummed, wanting nothing more than to sleep. You were sure that, after tomorrow, you would be able to have them as you wanted, but as for now, what you wanted more was to rest between the two people you adored with your whole heart.

n a v i g a t i o n

t o k y o  r e v e n g e r s  m a s t e r l i s t

b o n t e n  m a s t e r l i s t

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Can you do tenjiku rindou falling in love at first with a reader who's introverted?? Thank you!

Tenjiku Rindou x (introvert) Reader

Softie rindou gobsmacked when he sees you walking home late at night grocery shopping for your little siblings.

warnings: none

semi long !

Rindou has known you for some time. since he was 16. he first knew you from school. the rare time he went, your timid self ran into him. it was like you were mute.

he remembers his interest getting piqued. you didn’t even think to apologise and rather you sped away from him, head down in shame.

he walked by your class that same day.

you hand was writing away with incredible speed and you were dedicated to your work. Rindou for the first time in a while, stood there in admiration

you were beautiful, a breath of fresh air and a change of scenery from the constant sea of delinquents he was dealing with and wimpy school kids he’s known.

he used every opportunity to try talk to you in school but despite your meek replies, you were socially unavailable and kept to yourself.

ever since then, now that he was 18, he’s liked remembering you - thinking about you.

“hey,” ran poked rindou’s head, they were walking home quite late from a tenjiku meeting.

“hey rindouu” ran repeated rammed his finger into his head -

“what?!”

“whooo you thinking about?”

“no one.”

“come on, you don’t want to tell your older brother?”

“no, not really”

ran hit his brother’s back in disapproval.

“whatever you say rin rin, imma go fetch some snacks from the store, text me if you need anything” ran got his phone out and walked the opposite direction, “don’t get kidnapped” he snickered.

“i hope you do though…” rindou grumbled under his breath, he had had enough of his brother’s constant inner personality.

hands in his pocket, he made his way past the grocery store.

what he didn’t expect to see though, was you.

your hair had been tied up neatly and you were dressed comfortably but fashionably.

coming out the store with a multitude of grocery bags in your hand, you noticed him.

it was like your breath was caught in your throat. if you were being honest, you weren’t afraid of rindou but you knew about the reputation he had.

“hey,” rindou doesn’t know what inclined him to even motion a conversation with you, he didn’t know what made him come up to you either.

you were silent, you simply looked up at him hoping he would just disappear.

“y/n, right?”

you shook your head and kept your head hung low.

“you’re beautiful”

…..

he doesn’t know what even possessed him to say that, but he thought that he’s been holding that thought in ever since he was 16.

he noticed your ears turning red, the way your eyes quickly turned up to meet his.

and you smiled.

“rindou, I’ve heard a lot about you these days”

“yeah yeah, let’s not talk about that stupid reputation right now”

you placed your shopping bags down on the floor, rubbing the red lines lingering on your hands from holding them.

“need some help?”

you gave him a gentle smile and nodded your head.

he lifted up your bags and signalled you to start walking.

a few minutes of small conversation went by,

“how comes you’re so shy?”

“I just don’t like people, don’t you think they’re just… annoying?”

“annoying?”

rindou turned his head to look at you. your eyes were practically glowing under the dim streetlights. you noticed his stare and looked at him, the same gentle smile from earlier plastered on your face.

“well yeah, in school I did get picked on”

rindou furrowed his brows at this, who would think to pick on you?

“it didn’t affect me much but, I’ve just learnt to keep to myself.”

rindou didn’t like that.

but he kept silent. there was a feeling in him that wanted to be overprotective of you. considering rindou’s past, he’s only ever relied on ran and ran relies on him. but maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if there was another person that relied on him.

you laughed at the grumpy face he had and his heart ached at that laugh.

“forgive and forget,” you were approaching your apartment complex.

“you shouldn’t be going home this late, you know?”

“well how else are the kids meant to eat” your cheeks were reddened, you were honestly flattered with the way he was this caring.

rindou didn’t know himself why he was doing this, well that’s what he wanted to think - he had a crush on you.

“I’ll help you every time you need to go grocery shopping”

you were pleasantly surprised by this

“give me your number” rindou took his phone out waiting for you to type your number in, “and you have to let me know when I needa come and help you”

and again, you laughed. that was probably going to be his favourite thing for the next few weeks.

“of course, rindou” you typed your number in and retrieved the bags from off the floor, turning back once more to wave at him.

“goodnight, y/n”

god was rindou gassed.

this was a weekly occourance now.

rindou only grew to like you more each time and his mood was visibly better. everyone seemed to notice this.

whilst some of the tenjiku members were gathered, rindou was staring down at his phone looking at the pictures you took of you two -

he was taken completely off guard by the picture and you were smiling brightly.

ran smiled smugly at sanzu and kakucho, he was wondering who his brother was infatuated with.

he snatched the phone from rindou and smacked his head away so he wouldn’t be able to retrieve his phone.

and he was absolutely perplexed. perplexed that his brother somehow managed to get chummy with a girl?

“who’s this sweet one?”

sanzu had a look at the image and snickered at the growing blush on rindou’s face.

“give it BACK RAN” rindou made a futile attempt at grabbing his phone back.

ran swiped off the image and looked at the contact name -

“y/n.. Y/N?!”

ran burst out laughing

“the girl you had a crush when you were fucking 16 rindou?!”

“I DIDN’T”

“you soo did! don’t think I forgot when you talked about her then!” ran was tearing up from laughing.

rindou grabbed his phone back, speeding away from his brother.

“don’t worry rin rin! I’ll tell her how stupidly in love you were with her at your wedding!”

rindou didn’t even bother to reply after getting your text asking him to walk you home again.

“rindouu” you smiled timidly at him, holding your school bag close to you.

“hey y/n”

you noticed his still red face and put your hand to his forehead.

“are you sick?”

as if he wasn’t already red enough, you got him even more red.

“no, it was my stupid brother poking fun at me.”

“that’s not very nice,” despite saying that you laughed, “what for?”

rindou had a silent debate within himself, he didn’t know whether to expose himself or just keep silent.

“you.”

“me?”

he sighed heavily, he might as well just tell you.

“yep. he knows about you.”

“what’s so wrong with that?”

“cos I was looking at our pictures” rindou turned his head away from you, puffing his cheeks out at how ridiculous the situation was.

you burst out laughing. your usually quiet and introverted self - in the middle of the street, crying with laughter.

“you’re so cute rindou” you placed your hand reassuringly on his cheek and smiled like the angel you were.

“well are you not a lovesick fool?” you beamed.

yeah. he could get used to this. maybe it was a good idea ran teased him

{part 2}