A/N: Help, what have I done? Sorry if this doesn't fit the characters, I was writing it sleep deprived and as neutral as possible. Support me and my poetry (that I came up with in the shower)
Heavens blessed me with you
The Knight, who when your parents announced you would marry you off to some elderly Lord, kept true to his word and took you away, escaping into the clashing colors of freedom and love in another kingdom far, far away, only for your world to darken into black and white once more when your enraged parents caught up and had him executed; it was now your turn to keep your side of the oath and join him in the afterlife when you drank the poisoned chalice.
In every rebirth
The Roman General who passed by you, lashing out any "potential buyer" when he walked disgusted through the slave market - he bought you freedom and yet somehow you stayed with him forever willingly cuffed by shackles of affection...until he died of an assassination and you were hung for having an "affair" with someone of higher class, but not before you both screamed to whatever god that would listen to come back to each other once more.
I promise I'll find you
The Baker who's never cared a penny about the other air headed girls from his small British village until you, a young noble lady recently moved into the old Baskerville Manor, turned up requesting his help in setting a banquet. Excuses after excuses pile up from both sides in an attempt to extend your brief time together but soon, oh, too soon, you leave as per your family's orders and he's left to wonder how you're doing now, because after years and years of searching they refused to let him in.
Through tears, death, dreams and mirth
The White American who finds you working day in day out at the laundry lady's for little to no pay, so from his not so small tips grew to slipping love letters through the pockets of his clothes, but soon you're fired and bade to leave for your skin colour and he's still bitterly cursing the townspeople for their blind racism.
And I know it's just a gamble
The Hockey player who grins at you who always shows up to his games in every match until he asks you out on an ice skating date, but alas, how could he have known that the day you finally showed up in his jersey, much to his delight, would be the day a crazed fan clubbed you on the head with his own hockey stick, much to your doom? He left the industry as cold as the rink.
Unfair, repeated roll of dice
The F1 Racer who whines about the most ridiculous problems happening to his car and making bad impressions of the other drivers just to see his beloved mechanic even crack a smile - no oil or dirt stained on you could ever dim that brilliant smile when you both went on a joyride together into the sunset...oh, wait, his death on the track did.
But in this temporary, fleeting
The Roommate who knows exactly what you want for breakfast every morning, and soon it spiraled into having a meal together for lunch and dinner too, especially when he added candles and rose petals! You still make your coffee the same way he did even after your studies took you abroad and both of you decided it was for the best to break up.
Moment in fast ending time
The Landlord who did NOT expect such a cute little you to move on when he decided to make a little cash on the side renting out his spare room...never mind, it's still on rent because now you've moved into his room. He managed to save your photo album from the charred remains of your house though...although he couldn't save you.
Tell me, oh tell me
The Drug dealer who just recently entered your big brother's gang, who protected you with his scrawny body every time any sexually frustrated asshole came to harass you. Your declarations of love didn't come in heartfelt words or gifts but a smoked joint with each other. You both didn't get delusional, because why should you when your fantasies were right in front? It was the same when you overdosed after someone ratted him out and sent him to a life sentence in prison.
Darling love of mine
The Mafioso who charms you with his suave words and cool under fire attitude, causing you to giggle and kick your feet whenever he came back to your door with flirtations and blood on his face from those who disrespected the mob boss's goddaughter. It was the classic romantic Italian dinner when he got down one one knee...except for the part when his rivals arrived to gun him down and you're left staring at his broken body and shattered ring.
You're just as lost
The Neighbour who had no idea the babysitter for the kids next door would be so goddamned FINE - if only he hadn't fumbled and stumbled over his words in the elevator! But that's alright, even little Ray and Katie are rooting for him and you! Your first date might not be fancy, but he was more starstruck in awe of you than he was of the night sky as you sat on top of the roof.
In paradise
"I feel like I've know you all my life."
"In every lifetime?"
"Maybe!"
And somewhere deep inside, you both knew it for certain: the endless cycles of pain were finally broken.
"I'm so glad of whatever karma that I did in my previous life got me to meet you!"
"You better continue it in this life so I can see you in the next one!"
Not karma, actually, but a series of broken promises finally repaired.
— in which you entice some of the tokyo revengers cast into playing a drinking game at pah's reception, the loser of each round having to share their most embarassing sex fails with the group.
category: crack, comedy, and lots and lots of sex talk so y'all better be prepared!
"this is just boring," nahoya complains, pushing his glass away. "why can't we do something more fun? we're just drinking in silence." you nod immediately, having been bored for the last twenty minutes from the lack of any interesting conversation at the table.
you and a lot of your mutual friends were seated around a table at pah chin's wedding reception, bored out of your minds. the only thing that you all did tonight was drink, and that too in silence, knowing that the bride's parents weren't exactly fond of any of you, seeing you lot as a remainder of pah chin's dark past.
but even drinking gets boring after a while when you couldn't do anything but talk.
"let's play a game," hakkai suggests, as you light up at his idea. "yeah, that would be fun," nahoya pipes in, grinning. "how about beer pong?"
inui frowns in distaste. "that's a game for college parties," he scoffs, taking another sip of his bourbon. "he's right," draken agrees, looking uninterested. "besides, why do we even need to play a game? we're all adults."
"why are you both such spoilsports?" hina groans, clutching her spinning head in her arms. "nobody's even talking, and the vibe is getting moody." you nod, gulping down a few more sips of your wine.
"yeah, but beer pong?" kazutora chimes, rolling his eyes. "no way in hell we're playing a game like that at a wedding reception." the fact that he wasn't wrong made you even madder. fine. they want a game that won't cause commotion but still manages to be fun? then that's what they'll get, you think, a devious smile forming on your face.
"why are you smiling like that, y/n?" chifuyu asks, narrowing his eyes at you. "that smile of yours always reeks of trouble." your smile only gets broader at his words, as you lean forward, gaining the attention of everybody at the table.
"okay, let's just play a drinking game," you begin excitedly, looking around the table. "only, we won't be drinking anything of our choice. the person to your left will be choosing or making your drink. and if you choose not to drink it, you have to reveal your most embarassing sex stories for everybody at this table to hear."
smiley and hina cheer, while draken and inui sigh knowing that there's no escape once you've made up your mind. the rest look visibly distraught, making you sure that this game will certainly keep you well entertained for the rest of the night.
"let's goooo!" you cheer happily, beckoning chifuyu to choose your drink. he groans, looking around for something you might not like. but he found none, because you were the type to enjoy all kinds of alcohol, not having a distaste for any that was being served for the night. groaning, chifuyu pours you a glass of whiskey mixed with butter milk, mumbling something about the game being unfair.
you down the glass in one go, grimacing and gagging at the unpleasant taste, attracting some impressed whistles from around the table and then flash inui a devilish smile. his eyes look dead and defeated, already accepting the fact that he'd have to spill an embarassing sex story. damn you for knowing him and his alcohol preferences too well.
"let's get you some gin and tonic then," you grin, beckoning the waiter for a glass. "that won't be necessary," inui groans, banging his head onto the table. he looks up, glaring at you with his forehead tinged red. "i'd rather embarass myself with an embarassing sex story than by throwing up in front of all the guests," he says, grimacing.
low cheers fill your table as everybody eagerly awaits inui to recount his tale.
"so about a couple years ago, there was this pretty girl that dropped in to get her bike fixed," he begins, cheeks blushing darker with every word. "and we hit it off really well, and when she came to see if her bike was ready for delivery, things got heated and we fucked on the bike, and i kind of.. forgot the fact that a few screws still needed to be shut in tight."
inui takes a deep breath as draken was doing his best to bite back his laughter. the rest of you listen closely, eager to know what happened next. "and then the bike.. it like, collapsed onto the ground and she damaged her spine and had to go around in a wheelchair for six months," he finishes, shamefully burying his face into his hands, refusing to look at any of you.
"yeah, and it was a pain in the ass to cover all her hospital bills from the bike store money, not to mention i had to repair her bike for free while you were holed up in your room wallowing in self pity," draken adds on, unkindly.
by now, your table was roaring with laughter, earning a few side eyes from the others, but you couldn't care less. nahoya was doubled over with tears in his eyes as he held onto to the table for support.
"that's not what breaking a girl's back means, inui," mitsuya says, prompting you all to laugh a little louder. "can we move on to the next one? please?" inui begs, looking utterly humiliated. "yeah, gimme something to drink," smiley says, grinning broadly. inui picks up a glass, pouring beer and milk into it. "ew, bro.. how the fuck am i supposed drink this shit?" smiley asks, looking horrified. inui just stares at him with a sour expression as he slides the glass in his direction.
"oh god," says nahoya, gagging. "okay, fuck. this drink is not fit for human consumption. looks like i got some spilling to do then." you and hina cheer, waiting for him to start. it was nahoya freaking kawata, after all, so the story would definitely not disappoint.
"okay, so, i was sleeping with this older woman about a couple months ago, right?" he starts off shamelessly, making you question if the story would even be embarassing, but you shake off your doubts, listening quietly. chifuyu interrupts instead, cutting him off promptly. "how old are we talking?" he asks, raising a brow.
"well.. forty nine," nahoya admits, grinning. "or maybe like, eight years older than forty nine," he continues, causing a collective groan to go around the table. "that's somebody's grandma, bro," kazutora says, looking disgusted. "oh god, please tell me she didn't die mid fuck," hina chimes, prompting smiley to shake his head frantically as the rest of you howled with laughter. "i honestly wish that was what happened because what i'm about to say is much, much worse," nahoya says regretfully.
"good lord, how much worse can it get than fucking a fifty seven year old?" draken says, snorting. "stop, let nahoya continue, i really wanna know how this ends," you hear yuzuha say, silencing everyone.
nahoya sighs a bit before continuing. "so, we were fucking around for a few weeks—" he was once again cut off with a round of disgusted gasps going around the table. "you mean to tell me you fucked a granny more than once?" chifuyu says, fake gagging. "hey," nahoya snaps, his words getting drowned out by all the loud laughs. "this is ageism. you guys are horrid."
"even the old people vocabulary rubbed off on him," hakkai says, chuckling lightly. "who even says horrid in this day and age?" you mumble in agreement as the table quietened down, every single one of you very invested in nahoya's tale to interrupt him any further.
"so after a while, the charm faded off and i kinda ditched her—" nahoya gets shot down again, but this time by you. "and then she had a heart attack and died?" you offer, making everyone crack up again. "worse, unfortunately," you hear a quiet voice speak up. it was souya. "he wasn't lying when he said it was worse than death." you furrow your brows, wondering what was bad enough to make even souya say that.
"and i completely forgot about her and about a week before pah's wedding, souya scored a date with this pretty girl that comes to buy soba in our shop almost everyday, and they went to some fancy ass restaurant," nahoya takes over the story again, rushing so he wouldn't get cut off again. "go, souya! woohoo!" hakkai says under his breath.
"and then i went there because the idiot took my wallet instead of his, and i already spent all of my money, so i had to go there to deliver his wallet.. and what did i see when i got there?" says nahoya, as you stare at him curiously. "poor little souya being beat up by the lady i fucked because his date turned out to be her niece, and she was screaming her head off about being ghosted and that a change of hair colour won't stop her from recognising him and then his date slapped him too and it was all a huge fucking mess."
at this point, everybody was speaking all at once, gasps and laughs and groans of sympathy being sent over to souya, who looked like he wanted to dissolve into the ground. "the bastard just hid around back and watched everything, only got out after they left to pay for the food," he says miserably. "and the whole thing was so weird i couldn't even explain it to my date."
"that sucks, man," kazutora frowns, patting him on the back. "you're such an asshole, smiley," snorts chifuyu, looking grim but also like he was holding back a smile. "whatever, i didn't want my pretty face to get all fucked up, i was fucking somebody way better around then," nahoya says, sticking a tongue out.
"ooooh, was this one over sixty?" hakkai chimes, taunting him. "yeah, nahoya. did this one have dementia and think you were her dead soldier husband that's returned from war?" inui says cruelly, prompting you all to laugh once again. smiley groans, slumping down into his chair.
"wait," takemitchy says suddenly. "does this story even count? it wasn't an embarassing sex moment." nahoya looks around in dismay, trying for damage control immediately. "uh, it's like y'all said, me fucking someone that age is embarassing enough, ain't it?" he says, looking around frantically. "honestly, yeah," yuzuha says finally. "i think i speak for everybody when i say i don't wanna hear any more of nahoya's gross sex life." a low murmur of agreement ensues, and the game moves onto the next player, hina.
"okay, this one's gonna be good," whistles chifuyu, shooting a mean look towards poor takemitchy, who looked terrified. nahoya adds some cola into the drink chifuyu made for him, sliding it towards hinata. "drink up or embarass your boyfriend, which one will it be, tachibana?" asks nahoya, smiling sweetly as if he didn't just put her on the spot.
hina gulps, taking the glass into her hands. she sniffs it half heartedly, gagging and setting it aside immediately afterwards. "okay, hell, no way i'm drinking that. i'm sorry, takemitchy," she says sincerely, turning towards her fiancé, who looked beet red and ready to die. you all cheer, hoping this story would be as good as nahoya's or as unfortunate as inui's.
"okay, so the first time takemitchy and i had sex," hina begins, drawing a lot of ooooooh's from the table. "the setting was perfect, there was wine, there were roses, and candles and everything. it was so romantic and god it was going so well." she looks off into the distance, almost dreamily. "and then came the hard part. neither of us really knew what to do because we were both virgins, and i wasn't prepped enough. it all happened too quickly, the minute he shoved his cock inside, i thrashed out and by accident my hand knocked down one of the candles." a loud groan goes around the table. that can't be good.
"and then that candle knocked over another, and the process repeated till all 50 candles in the room were knocked down and the entire suite was on fire. my discarded clothes caught onto the flames before we could react properly, and so i put on takemitchy's shirt," hina continues, holding back a laugh of her own. "and by then, his boxers and pants vanished into the fire too so we had to run outside into the lobby, with him butt naked for over five hundred people to see."
"wait, hold up, what?!" nahoya exclaims, his mouth dropping open. "how many people saw him naked again?" hina laughs, shoulders shaking as her eyes welled up with tears of mirth. "five hundred. there was some huge press meeting going on, and some of the reporters took pictures, but only of his ass because he turned around quickly enough," she responds, her words coming out shaky from how hard she was holding her laughter back.
the entire table roared as takemitchy looked like he'd rather be in a lion's den than here. hina pressed a kiss onto his cheek, ruffling his hair as an apology as he buried his face into her neck, wishing he'd disappear from all the raucous laughter that was emerging from the table.
"that's.. hilarious," kazutora gasps, wiping a stray tear from his eye as he held onto chifuyu for support. "imagine five hundred people seeing your boyfriend naked the same time as you did," yuzuha says, stifling her laughter with a hand wrapped around her mouth. "don't even need to imagine, cus i'm fucking cursed," hina grumbles.
"that's not what setting her world on fire means, takemitchy," chifuyu comments, making all of you double over with laughter again.
"so, did you ever get to finish it or?" hakkai asks, wiggling his brows suggestively once you've all cooled down and not laughing anymore. "yeah, in the broom closet, while the fire department sorted the fire situation out," takemitchy speaks up, trying to save face.
"oh, so now you wanna talk?" draken says between laughs, mocking takemitchy, who now looked defeated. "you're so embarassing, dude. always getting naked during the wrong times."
"when else did he do that?" chifuyu asks in surprise as draken laughed, snorting some of his liquor out in the process. "sorry," he says gruffly, wiping the tablecloth with a tissue. "but yeah, this one time when he came to visit my place, he went in with one of the prostitutes assuming i arranged it. can you even fucking imagine? this guy is totally insane."
"he did what, now?!" hina exclaims, jumping out of her seat and only then did draken see the horrified expression on takemitchy's face. as he realised the weight of what he's done, hina stomps off with takemitchy in her tow, mumbling apologies about how he was just immature and horny.
"don't sweat it," mitsuya says to draken, who looked guilty. "you didn't know that he didn't tell her even after all these years." he nods slowly, still looking a bit down. "yeah, draken," you chirp, patting his shoulder. "they'll be back to fucking in broom closets before we know it. c'mon, i bet they'll make up before the reception even ends," you say. everybody murmurs in agreement and draken's grim expression eases back into his regular one.
five minutes later, hina and takemitchy come back again, a huge slap mark doting his cheek, but they both looked fine otherwise. draken let out a small sigh of relief, glad to see that the two were okay despite his slip up of something from the far past.
"so, are we continuing this game or what?" hina asks, prompting a few cheers as you all raised your glasses in a toast for how cool she was. "to hina," mitsuya says, and you all repeat his words with vigour, drinking from your glasses and emptying them.
"so, who's next in line?" you chime, "excluding takemitchy, of course, because that was his most embarassing sex story too."
"it's draken," kazutora says, "and takemitchy has to pick the drink." draken grimaces, bracing himself for the worst, but surprisingly, his drink wasn't bad at all. takemitchy fixed him a neat bourbon, not mixing anything nasty with it as he smiled at draken, reassuring him that they're fine. draken smiles, picking the offering of peace up and draining it down in one go.
the rest of you groan, booing takemitchy for being so uninteresting. "hey, hey, cut him some slack, now," draken says, grinning as he didn't have to say anything. "okay, now, it's my turn to fix the drink, isn't it?" he says, turning towards kazutora, a nasty glint in his eyes. kazutora sighs, knowing draken wouldn't go easy on him.
and sure he didn't.
draken got a little too creative with the drink, mixing in some tea, lemon, cocktail and some coke. "a non alcoholic drink," he says, offering it to kazutora. "just for you."
groaning, kazutora takes a small sip of the drink, immediately spitting it out into the nearest napkin. "ugh," he gags, gulping down some water. "no way in hell i can finish that. it's too disgusting."
"then start talking, kazu, you know the rules," you say, eyes glinting mischievously. "it's the one with the cat, isn't it?" chifuyu asks, as kazutora's cheeks darken in shame. he nods, as chifuyu gets increasingly more excited. "start it off, and i'll take over the narration towards the very end," he says, his smile more menacing than usual.
"fine," kazutora grumbles, sitting up. "might as well get it over with," he says. "my story is also another add on to why you shouldn't fuck at workplaces," he starts, staring pointedly at inui. "it always ends terribly."
"so, over an year ago when i just got out from prison and started working at the pet shop, i went to cover my first shift working alone, but on that day, business was doing badly, and then this really cute customer came in, looking all pretty and she was into me too, and man, i was so pumped because i haven't even seen a woman in so long, right?"
you nod intently, wondering where this would have led to. "things moved faster than i was expecting and we were going at it in the store room, and i felt like i was in heaven getting the life sucked out of me, and then the door opens and boom, there comes chifuyu," he says, throwing his hands up in the air.
"geez, what a cockblocker," mitsuya tuts, looking disappointed. "right like, let the starved man enjoy his meal in peace," hakkai adds on.
"hey! i just came back because i realised i had the keys to the storage facility and i forgot to lock up the day before," chifuyu defended, pouting. "but wait, you fuckers, here comes the best part."
kazutora groans, hiding his face behind his hands and breathing out forcefully before continuing. "okay, this is where it gets so fucking embarassing. chifuyu was talking to one of the cats and he was talking all mushy going like there 'there you are kitty, you drank every last drop? such a good girl' and some shit." you cringe, knowing all too well that wasn't going to end well no matter how you see it. "and the girl that was sucking my dick was so confused because i hadn't cum yet and pulled off me for a second, right as i came."
chifuyu has tears streaming down his face as he struggled to speak coherently. "it was a fucking nightmare, damn. i pull the door open to switch off the lights and there kazutora is, spraying his nasty cum everywhere, all over the ceiling, some got into that poor girl's hair too. she ran out so fast. like, she fucking sprinted."
by this point, everyone at your table was laughing your hearts out, ignoring the glares from pah's wife's family. this was too funny not to laugh. you imagined poor kazutora standing there with his dick out while chifuyu froze in place, unable to fathom why there was cum all over his store room, and laughed again, tears rolling down your cheeks at the embarassing scene. fuck, you'd have cried if something that terrible ever happened to you.
"please tell me you sanitised the place soon after," yuzuha says, wiping away tears as she tried to stop herself from laughing too loud. "we did, or more like, i did, all alone," kazutora replies sourly. "hey, your cum, your problem," chifuyu says, shrugging.
after this, the game dulls down with souya and yuzuha both downing whatever their drinks. despite kazutora cooking up the nastiest drink recipe, souya swore it wasn't worse than taste testing nahoya's experimental noodle menus. and being the gentleman that he is, he fixed yuzuha a normal drink, and she downed it before regretfully informing the group that she didn't have any embarassing sex tales to share either way, so this was for the best.
and next up was mitsuya.
yuzuha made him a bearable enough drink and he downed it, causing all of you to groan in agony. "oh, come on," you grumble, rolling your eyes. "this is boring me to death."
"oh, you're one to talk, y/n. you downed your drink too, hypocrite," mitsuya says, booping your nose fondly. "my drink was fucking nasty, taka. yours was decent," you say, pouting. "you better fix something not fit for consumption for hakkai, because i sure know that boy's got stories to tell," you coax, grinning at hakkai.
a bunch of oooooh's emerge from the table. this could be good, everybody thinks, knowing that you, chifuyu and hakkai all went to the same university. mitsuya grins, getting ready to fix the nastiest drink this world will ever see. hakkai has gotten too cocky since he started to model, and mitsuya has been wanting a fun opportunity like this to humble him.
hakkai's face pales as he watches his beloved taka chan blend hot sauce and milk along with huge amounts of salt into a glass. after stirring the disgusting mixture with a spoon until the salt melted, he hands it over to hakkai with a huge smile on his face.
"i'm not even gonna smell that," says hakkai, cringing away from the horrible drink. "fine, you sadists. i'll tell you something embarassing that happened when i begged y/n to come over for a threesome with my crush."
chifuyu starts laughing, already knowing how this tale ends. "wait, pause. you and y/n had sex?" nahoya asks, looking incredulous. "well, not exactly," hakkai answers him. "my crush was in the middle and y/n was wearing a strap on dildo." kazutora whistles lowly, as you shoot him a cheeky smile.
"good, because i'd be heartbroken if that were true," nahoya says dramatically, clutching his chest. "i've been begging y/n to fuck me since like, forever." you laugh at how shameless he was about wanting you. he still is, though he's toned it down significantly.
"well, at least you're not holding a 'fuck me, y/n, it's my birthday' poster outside my window at twelve am," you say, making everyone burst into laughter. "that can't be real," draken says, mouth wide open in shock. "unfortunately is," souya says, shaking his head. "he bullied me into making that poster because he didn't know how to spell the word 'birthday.' it was the worst birthday of my life."
you all laugh, with inui slapping nahoya on the back. after subsiding, you all look towards hakkai to continue.
"the only reason i asked y/n to come is because i was a nervous wreck and the girl i liked was bi, so i asked her if she was down if y/n joined too, and she said yes," hakkai continues, face getting redder than it already was from all the drinking. "and things went well, we all had a good time, we made her cum four times and y/n let me shine more and i was convinced she'd say yes if i asked her out the next morning."
"i went over to y/n's first, to thank her for the moral and physical support," hakkai says, his face falling. "but what do i walk in on? my crush crying about how much she loves y/n and y/n looking freaked as fuck." you nod frantically in disbelief, exclaiming "she was so crazy, she was talking about how she loved the fact that i didn't try to show any interest in her and that she loved it. like, i thought being rude, standoffish and a bit uncaring would help hakkai have his time to shine, but she ended up being a masochist."
"but you know who's the biggest masochist of all?" chifuyu chimes in, grinning. "it's hakkai, because despite that utter and defeating humiliation, he continued liking that girl until we were almost at the end of our second year."
hakkai's ears burn with shame at chifuyu's words, the table's laughter this time directed towards him. "never knew you were such a daddy, y/n," nahoya chirps, never missing a shot at flirting with you. "you know, i'm not at all into being pegged but i'd give it a try if you're the one that's gonna be doing the pegging," he says grinning, as you groan at him, a small smile forming on your face. maybe one of these days you'll actually end up giving in to his relentless efforts.. or maybe that's the alcohol talking. you'd never sleep with someone that fucked a sixty year old. sorry, fifty seven.
"you're unbelievable, hakkai," yuzuha says, shaking her head in marvel. "i mean, i knew you were terrible with women, but i didn't imagine you being this terrible." hakkai hung his head in embarrassment, downing a glass of beer to tune out this moment. "alright, alright," he says, interrupting the loud chatter around him. "it's now chifuyu's turn. let's put an end to this with a bang." you cheer, wringing an arm around chifuyu's shoulders and squeezing him closer, before letting go.
"don't disappoint, chifuyu," hakkai says, grinning evilly as he makes an exact replica of the drink that mitsuya did, except he made it worse, adding both salt and sugar, and a pinch of pepper on top. "geez, come on," chifuyu groans, eyeing the drink with distaste.
"you had the most to say, now either drink up or start talking," kazutora says, laughing at chifuyu making a stank face at the drink.
"fine, fine. jesus, y'all win, i'm not drinking.. whatever that is," chifuyu says, surrendering. "it's a mount fujino mc spicy fuckarella," hakkai offers helpfully, making chifuyu gag even more.
"okay, so this one time on campus, there was this huge rave that y/n somehow scored an invite to," he begins as you grin at him. you knew how this story ended, and it was definitely one for the history books. "and she took me with her, i think you were out of campus on some modelling gig then," he says, waving at hakkai. "and we both went our separate ways because y/n had her eyes on some senior."
"hanma shuji," you recall dreamily, "he was so sexy, and fucking amazing in bed, i wonder where he is now." chifuyu rolls his eyes, looking annoyed. "shut up, y/n. this is not about your stupid shuji, god knows you bit my ears off about him back then already. don't start now."
you stick your tongue out at chifuyu, flipping him off. "at least i didn't fuck a devil worshipping freak like you did," you shoot back, spoiling the tale for everyone. the entire table turns around to glare at you, making you look sheepish. "you're the worst, y/n," says hakkai, throwing a tissue plane at your head. "go to hell," says chifuyu, nodding along with hakkai.
"that's where your little lovergirl hopes to go," you retort, snorting.
"but anyways, just like y/n spoiled it like the bitch that she is," says chifuyu, earning a slap on the back of his head from you. "she was fucking mental. it was going so well, and we were almost at our third orgasm each, and she began chanting about some human sacrifice and i was so freaked out."
"shit," says takemitchy, looking scared. "that's creepy as hell."
"i'm saying," chifuyu nods in agreement. "that's not the worst part, guys," you pipe in, smiling wickedly. "tell them the whole thing, fuyu."
"w-well," says chifuyu, looking flustered. "the thing is, i was on a roll.. and i, uh, i didn't exactly tell her to stop."
"bruh," says kazutora, looking disgusted. "fuck this shit, you're so down bad, it's like you're the one that went without pussy for years." chifuyu groans in shame. "i know, okay? it was just.. you know, it made me discover that fear is a great aphrodisiac, at least for me."
"let me pretend i know what that means," nahoya whispers, making you laugh. "it means something that can awaken sexual desire in someone," you say, helpfully. "oooooh, so like you, at least in my case," he grins at you, and you can't help but grin back. you've gotten used to nahoya's flirting to the point where you wonder if something is wrong if he doesn't say something dirty to you.
"you're telling me that chick chanting demon mantras about human sacrifices turned you on?" says draken in disbelief. "come on, chifuyu, ugh, i can never look at you the same way," hina says, looking revolted.
"oh, that's not the best part," you continue, twisting the knife further, aiming to embarass your best friend and make this burn this memory into his brain forever. "go on, fuyu."
"there's more to it?!" mitsuya exclaims, terrified. "w-well, yeah, uh, so.. we continued fucking for the next five months until the spell wore off," chifuyu says, wanting to dig up a hole for himself and disappear forever.
"oh my fucking god," says hakkai, covering his face in his arms. "don't tell me you mean an actual spell. did she use witchcraft on you? she must've, because what else would prompt you to fuck her after the shit she pulled?"
chifuyu sighs, pulling at his hair. "i was stupid, pussy drunk and like i said, the fear strangely turned me on, oh come on, nahoya, stop hollering like you didn't fuck a woman on her deathbed." nahoya flips chifuyu off, yelling something about how his fuck buddy wasn't on her death bed.
you smile, staring at all your friends laughing and giggling as you felt happy after so long. everyone was laughing and at ease and before you know it, you feel the drinks making your vision hazy. the rest were getting tired too. you vaguely see draken beckon peh yan over, whispering about driving everyone home before you pass out, all smiles from the great night.
— wow, that took longer than expected to write. and istg if this is a hit, i'll make a bonten version of this too! <3
# Note - supporting gamer boys from under the desk [moans]
✰ 𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗢𝗥𝗦 𝗗𝗢 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧 — 𝟭𝟴+ 𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬 ✰
# CHIFUYU MATSUNO
“Baby,” he cooed out, slightly turning his head to face yours and giving you a small, loopy smile. “Not now.” His voice was too quite for your liking, almost like as if his friends heard him from through the headset he would get embarrassed. And you could already hear his teammates questioning ‘What’re you doing Matsuno? Where in a game’ and ‘pay attention to the level.’ Hakkai and Nahoya’s voice you heard.
“But— you said only an hour… three hours ago.” You mumbled, tugging on his shirt before dipping your head in the crook of his neck. “I miss you.” He let out a breathless chuckle and quickly pressed his lips to your hair, giving you a small kiss before averting the half of his attention you had back to the screen. ‘Give your wifey what she wants dude.’ You heard Draken laugh through the mic.
Another ten minutes went by and you had still not gotten what you wanted, and he could feel your hard stare from the back of his head— since you moved away and sat near the headboard while leaving him to sit on the front edge. He did feel guilty, seeing as he invited you over to hang out and have some along time but instead got invited to play a new game with his friends.
But he knew he fucked up when you got up and walked out of the room, closing the door gently behind you to not alert his gameplay. He let out a small ‘shit’ and was tempted to follow after you as he heard your small footsteps pad down the hallway but he had just got to the final stage and didn’t want his hard word to be lost.
‘Sorry [Name]’ he though and continued to play— so focused on winning that he didn’t hear the door creek open again— or see you slowly waddle over to him, no until you got down on your knees and crawled in between his legs, ducking down so you don’t get in the way on the tv. “Fuyu’ don’t you miss me too?”
He let out a shaky sigh and move the mic away from his mouth, “Course’ I do pretty girl, give me ten more minutes and I’ll give you what you want, is that okay?”
No it wasn’t, and you showed him that. Softly shaking you head, you put on a pout and slowly trailing your hands up his legs, stopping only when you reached his crotch area. “S’not okay.” You mumbled and put on your best sad face, resisting the urge to smirk when he squeezed his legs together.
His fingers slowed down its movements on the joysticks and you fingers circled around the outline of his clothed cock that peeked though, and he ever so slightly bucked his hips forward when you pulled away. ‘What’s going’ on over there bro?’ ‘Why you breathin’ so heavy?’ He heard from the other side on the line, and he slowly pulled the mic back to his lips. “Sorry, it’s really h-hot in my room.”
He could hardly sit still and watched with half lidded eyes when you slowly started tugging on the zipper to his jeans. But only doing just that— not attempting to pull his pants off anytime soon, showing him just how you felt.
“P-please baby, want you to touch me.” He whimpered out, hand wrapped around the mic so his friends couldn’t hear the needy state he was in, he was sure that they would tease him to the day he drops.
You let out a laugh, making sure to lean closer and fluttering your eyelashes while you looked up at him. “And why should I? When you left me all lonely before.”
“M’so so sorry baby, won’t do it again, please touch me.” He was whining at this point, with his sweating hands barely hanging onto the controller and his chest heaving up and down rapidly.
“Take your pants off by yourself, Fuyu’ I’m not gonna help you when you were ignoring me.” And you let out an amused chuckle when he chucked the controller next to him and abruptly shooting up, trying to tug his pants off as fast as he could.
You came face to face with his boxers and you shook your head, “Those too baby, I can’t do everything for you now can I?” You chuckled.
He swiftly pulled down his underwear and let out a hiss when his cock sprung up and hit his abdomen, pre cum dribbling out from the slit. You watched in amusement as he started pumping himself in front of your face, bucking his hips into his hand and letting out small mewls.
With one hand wrapped around his base, he used the other grab the back of your head and pulled you into him, pressing his dick against you nose. “Suck me off baby, please… Need it so bad.” He grunted.
Though his words got suck in his throat when you flopped out your tongue and glided the wet muscle up his length, making sure to lather it up with your saliva. “Mhm— like that?” You hummed out, it sending vibrations onto Chifuyu as he left out a loud, and drawn whine.
“Y-yeah! Fuck— just like that, so good.”
You brought you hands up and pressed onto his bare thighs, pushing him back onto the bed and climbing on top of him, cock rubbing against your clothed cunt as you sat on his lap.
The sight below you was gorgeous, black hair all dishevelled while his shirt rolled up his stomach, exposing the abs he worked so hard for. His teeth were biting down into his bottom lip while he gazed up at you with lust filled eyes.
“Gonna let me play with you? Pretty boy.” He nodded, too quickly but In to deep to feel embarrassed about it, and reached out to grip your thighs and pull you closer.
But just as he brought his hand up, he accidentally knocked the controller that was next to him while it fell to the floor, pulling the headset cable out along with it.
It disconnected and aloud the sound come from the speakers on the TV.
“Aye! Way to go Chifuyu!”
“Dude we’re in call and you’re getting head?”
“Really Matsuno? You lucky bastard.”
“Oi! Plug that mic back in.”
“Shut the hell up Pah!”
Chifuyu’s whole face was red, and he was sweating nervously, and although you knew he wasn’t one to flaunt his sex life, you could feel as his dick twitched from under you.
You gave him a small— sly smile and pointed to the headphones that were on the floor. “Naughty boy, you like when your friends hear you moan?” You teased and ran your hands up his chest, stopping at his neck and slowly tracing his Adam’s apple with your thumb. “Come on baby… they’re waiting.”
He slowly nodded and leaned over to grab the headphones, plugging them back in and putting them over his ears. “Mhm— fuck, s-sorry boys.” He mumbled, biting back a whine when you rolled your hips against his.
“S’all good man! Sounds like you’re getting put in your place though…”
You boyfriend let out a small whine, before slowly nodding to himself and watched you let out a small amused chuckle. “Y-yeah, she is. I don’t— I don’t mind though.”
You leaned down towards his red face and grazed your lips against his trembling ones, he felt your breath fan his face and he gulped. “Gonna let me play with you, Pretty boy.” And he could only nod, because he knew.
Knew you were more than just that little innocent girl his friends saw you as, and he was at the end of said present.
Hanma was never really one to play video games, and he was always out side and about. But today the weather was terrible, and was stuck inside, playing his console to waste time.
Hanma was never really one to play video games, and he was always out side and about. But today the weather was terrible, and was stuck inside, playing his console to waste time.
Hanma was never really one to play video games, and he was always out side and about. But today the weather was terrible, and was stuck inside, playing his console to waste time.
“Babe, this Kisaki guy sucks ass at this game.” Your boyfriend laughed, planting a kiss to your shoulder while his eyes were glued to the screen.
You sat in between his legs while he rested his back against the head board, you own back flushed against his chest. His arms were wrapped around your frame while his fingers moved around with the controller, leaning his chin on your head.
‘Shut up, you ask me to play and then insult me.’ You heard Kisaki’s voice through the headset, and you let out a laugh. You haven’t met him yet, but what Hanma has told you is that he’s absolutely nuts, and it’s not like he let you get involved in his gang stuff anyways.
He leaned his head down and rested his chin on your bare shoulder— it being bare due to him saying it would be more comfortable. In reality, he just wanted you naked.
“Oh? Getting needy are we now?” He cooed when he felt you shift around in his lap, but you only shook you head with a small chuckle.
“No way, just getting comfortable.” Rubbing your hands up his arms, they tailed down to his hands that gripped the controller before stopping— tracing your fingers around the ink of his infamous tattoo.
“You always fiddle with that one—” he noted, not understanding why you don’t acknowledge his hand that held the kanji with sin. “Any reason?”
“Not really, just—” you stopped and lifted his arms with yours, and pressed kisses along his roughed up knuckles. “Like punishment s’all.”
He smirked, moving the switch and holding it in his left hand, while the other rubbed along your stomach. “Oh? Is that a new guilty pleasure I sense?”
‘Don’t start that shit here.’ He heard Kisaki growl on the other end, and he only laughed.
“Sorry boss.”
“What’d he say?” You questioned, craning your neck to face his shit eating grin, suspicious.
“Oh nothing— just how he wants to hear us go at it like rabb-”
‘I didn’t fucking say that you shit!!’
You heard that one, your boyfriend more then you as you watched him since and pull the headphones off his ears, with a small ow before you both fell into a small pot of laughter.
“He’s a good dude— trust, sweet cheeks.” Shuji grinned, rubbing your hips before turning back to the game. “Cant say the same about his gaming experience though.”
‘Oh fuck off, I’m leaving.’
[H1nA.l0ver has left the game]
“And then there were two.”
You nodded, closing your eyes and resting your head on his chest, his hand leaving your leg before going back to the device.
It was getting pretty boring— your boyfriend was a fun guy, always being involved in stuff that wasn’t at all entertaining— but when you just sat there and did nothing except stare at a screen, you did get a bit restless.
“Baby,” you whined, looking up to meet his eyes— watching as he flopped out his tongue. “Wanna play with you.”
“Hm? I only have one controller, babe.” He laughed, but you only fluttered your eyes lashes at him.
“I know…” he gave you a confused face before it converted into realisation, before a large— sly smile broke out.
“Oh, I see,” placing the controller to his side, he gripped your hips and flipped you around so you were facing him— his hands trailing on your thighs and to the circle of your back. “So you were getting needy, huh?” He cooed.
Rolling your eyes, your hands made quick work and reached behind you to unclasp your bra— and he watched with piercing eyes as his favourite pair of tits flopped out. “Mhm— atta girl.”
His hand latched onto your boob, while his thumb circled around your hard nipple, pinching when you let out a whine.
“Stand up and get rid of those pants.” He ordered, slapping your ass when you crawled off and pulled down your bottoms— along with him who started unbuttoning his own pants.
“Here,” he patted his lap, cock now leaning out and open as he waited for you to crawl back in. “Pop a squat.”
He let out a grunt when your cunt grazed over his hard cock before gripping you hair tightly in his fist and pulled your head back— making your back arch while your looked to the roof. “Ah!— Shu’!”
“What is it angel face, like gettin’ tossed around like a doll?” He huffed, slowly aligning his cock at your hole before— without warning, sinking into your.
“O-oh yeah! Like it so much daddy!” You cried, hands trying to grab onto his arms but couldn’t as he grabbed them and pulled them away behind your back.
“Ah ah ah— no touching, slut.” he hissed as your walls clenched around him, pulling him deeper in your tight hole. “Oh? Liked that huh? Being called a slut, didn’t know my baby was such a whore.”
He bucked his hips up, staring intently as your breasts bounced around. “Looking good.” He mumbled to himself, chuckling.
Reaching over to the night stand, you rummaged around the draw to pull out a cigarette, along with a lighter before turning back towards you.
“Hold this baby,” he said and before you found react— the cancer stick was placed in between your patted lips. He laughed when you let out a hum, before slowly flicking his thumb over the spring of the flame. “Sit still now okay? Don’t want my pretty girl to get burned.”
You nodded, and watched with lidded eyes as he lit the end of the cigarette before chucking the lighter aside. You tried not to suck in the smoke— but failed when a harsh slap was sent to your ass.
He watched you hack at your lungs before taking it away from you lips with a small ‘oops, my hand slipped.’
He brought the cigarette to his lips before taking a long drag, leaning up and exhaling the smoke onto your belly button.
“S-Shuji.. please— more.” Begging for him while you humped up and down his thick cock was definitely a sight, watching your eyes roll to the back of your head.
“That good huh?” He knew it was, with the experience he had, he could confidently say he knew how to make a women cum in just mere minutes.
“Gonna let daddy cum in this pretty pussy? Yeah?” He asked, biting down on the cig to keep it in his mouth before swiftly flipping you up and over so you were now arching down, your ass right in front of his face.
It was kinda embarrassing when he whistled behind you, but it washed away when you felt his dick slap against your ass cheek, before being slammed back onto his cock.
“M’gonna fill you up so full, you’ll be dripping chin for weeks.”
# TAKEMITCHI HANAGAKI
“[Name], I-I cant see the screen.” Your boyfriend whispered, craning his head around your neck so he could continue playing. ‘[Name]! Stop interrupting the crybaby and let us playyy.’ You heard Makoto from the other side of the mic, along with Yamagishi agreeing.
“But Mitchi’ I wanna cuddle with you.” You mumbled into his neck, pressing soft kissed along his skin. You heard him let out a gasp, before one of his sweaty hands made its way and rested on your hip.
“B-but we can cuddle later, I told you I w-was going to play with my friends.” He stuttered, ears twitching when your hot breath fanned his neck. “C’mon pretty, I’ll spend time with y-you a bit later, okay?” He gave you a small, wobbly smile, hoping you’d back down.
And you did, surprisingly.
“Akkun.. this game is kind of violent, can we play like— animal crossing or something else?” Takemitchi sweat dropped when his friends were screaming, yelling crazy things like ‘Murder that bitch! She just bumped into me.’ Or ‘let’s go to the strip club, I wanna see boobies!’
They were talking so loud that even you could hear them, who moved away from your boyfriend and sat in the corner of your room— scrolling away on your phone.
“UHM— let’s not!” You laughed at the embarrassment evident in Takemitchi’s voice, as if you would yell at him for visiting a virtual strip club, in a video game, grand theft auto at that.
You shook your head, before your eyes went back to your phone, only to pause when a certain video game up on your tiktok FYP.
A video of a girl— sending her nude photos to her boyfriend while they were in the same room. You watched as the boy in the video snapped his head to the girl before smirking, and walking over before picking her up and slumping her over his shoulder, then the video ended.
It popped in your head, and knew the outcome wouldn’t be the same— Takemitchi could barely hold onto the shopping bags, as if he could chuck you on his shoulder like a sack of potato’s.
You shook your head, exiting the app and opening messages, clicking on your boyfriends contact— doing what you needed to do before putting your phone away and standing up.
You heard a ding, and took that as your sign to leave. “Gonna get a drink, want anything?” You watched him pick up his phone and shake his head, getting a ‘no thanks.’ In response.
Just as you closed the door— he clicked the notification and almost screamed when your nude body popped up.
You your camera angled to the mirror, you were on your knees and elbows while your back arched— propping your ass up in the air and on display.
He could see your bare tits being pushed up in between your arms, with your hard nipples out in the open.
The phone cover most of your face, yet he could see a small— sly smile peeking out from the side.
He let out a shaky breath, eyes still glued to the screen while he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “T-thats not fair baby.” He whispered, jumping when he got a response.
‘Did you call me Baby?! Are you cheating on [Name]… with me?’ He heard Makoto gag, with his friends joining in and he let out a scream. His head shot up.“What the—?! Ew no! What the fuck.” He fought back, his face pale as a ghost.
His eyes found their way back to his phone, eyes glued to the curve of your hips and all over you body. He soon felt uncomfortable in his pants, and looked down to see his boner poking through the fabric of his sweats. Letting out a shit before throwing his head back.
But then— Two more notifications dinged on his phone, and he saw that you had sent two more attachments.
Hesitantly clicking on them, his breath hitched as you once again— were naked on the screen.
This time though, the photos you took were with the clothes you were wearing only minutes ago. His oversized jumper rolled up in one of your hands while letting your bar be in the whole frame. The same red lacy bra that he had brought you two days ago.
The other photo though, was with your bottom half, sitting on the ground while your legs spread to show off your glistening cunt— one hand pinching your clit while you took the photo.
He didn’t realise, but his hand was gripping his thigh so tight that his knuckles had turned white, and his tongue being bit in between his set of teeth.
He must of been so out of it that he didn’t hear you open the door, or make you way over to him, leaning you hands on his tense shoulders. “Like them? Took them just for you.” You whispered in his ear after you removed the earphones from his head.
“[Name]… why’d— why’d you do that?” He staggered out, not trusting his facial expressions to turn around and face you, but he didn’t have to try— as you already gripped his chin and craned his head in your direction.
“Why not?” You giggled, slowly trailing your hand down his bicep and towards his hand— that still held his phone. “I wanted a reaction out of you, and I got it, go on— continue playing.”
He shook his head and let out an embarrassing chuckled before pointing down at his crotch. “H-how am I supposed to with that.” That bring his aching cock that pulsed in his pants.
You let out a fake, surprised gasp before tutting, making him even more embarrassed then he was before.
“Such a naughty boy, getting a boner with just a lewd photo? I’m disappointed, Takemitchy.” You joked, and not back a hysteric laugh when he opened his mouth like a fish— trying to say anything in his defence. “But—”
You hands stopped at the hem of his pants before you slipped one in and played with his dick trough his underwear. “I guess it can’t be helped.”
You pulled away, and he let out a loud whine— being so needed that he replaced your hand with his own, and started stroking his length.
He felt his chair being slightly pulled away from the desk before the warmth of your hand leaving his arm. And with lidded eyes, he watched you get down on your knees and crawl under the desk, popping your head out and spreading his legs with your hands.
“Buck your hips up baby, gonna’ take off your pants.” You said, and helped tug them down to his ankles, along with his briefs.
You both watched as his cock sprung out and hit his abdomen, tip red and sticky— leaking with pre cum. He hissed, throwing his head back into the chair.
“So hard baby… all for me?” you teased, watching as his cock twitched in excitement at your words. He nodded vigorously, humming in agreement.
“Yes babe! So— mhm, so hard for you, only you!” He cried out, bucking his hips up to try and gain tension. “Fuck! [Name], please please touch me.” Letting out a small curse when you finally did.
You wrapped your hands— both of them— around his dick and slowly started to pump him, he was more large then people would think, normally assuming his dick was small with the way he acted but no, he was around seven inches, having enough width to stuff you real nice.
“Oh god! Love your soft hands, m’wanna cum so ha-” he was cut off when his cock was taken into your mouth, moaning out when you lapped your tongue around him. “Oh Jesus!”
“What was that?” You hummed around him, and he jerked his hips with the vibration sent around his shaft. “Gonna cum already?”
He nodded, his arms gripping the handle of the chair to keep him stable.
He was always one to not be able to sit still while you touched him, always jolting and twitching around, and his hands were never able to keep to themselves.
He released one hand from the arm and tangled in into your hair, gripping your head and pushing you down onto him, he heard you gag, but too deep in pleasure to stop. “Fuck! I’m cumming!”
He filled up your mouth with his hot cum, his cock head being pushed passed your uvula and allow his load to drop down your throat. “Please swallow it baby! Please please please!” He chanted, and peered down at you, watching as you harshly gulped.
His dick left your lips with a pop and he watched in daze as it sprung up and slapped against your cheek, your saliva running down your chin.
“Fuckkkk—” he slurred, and his eyes fluttered open out of exhaustion.
You crawled out from under the table and went to comfortably sit on his knee, using your foot to rub up his leg. “Came so much, pretty boy.” You murmured into his neck, nuzzling your nose onto his skin.
He only hummed in response, too tired to say actual words— and was about to hold onto your waist until a voice interrupted him, or three voices.
“T-takemitchi… you didn’t u-unplug y-your microphone.” Akkun whispered, his face was red and controller left unintended on the floor, it being dropped from his hands the moment he heard you gag.
“Holy fuck! That was so hot! How’d it feel man?!” Makoto yelling, and he was flush against his Tv— hoping that he could hear more.
“Not fair, not fair, not fair!” Yamagishi cried, slamming his fists on the table in front of him, hearing you tease takemitchi though the call only excited him— yet angered him at the same time. “When will it be my turn…”
Takuya left the moment he heard his friend gasp, and he knew you were the reason. He didn’t want to hear that shit, and he was sure Takemitchi didn’t know he was still on call.
Your boyfriends eyes shot open, and he looked at the screen to see he was in fact still connected and online, it must of slipped his mind as his dick slipped in your mouth. “G-guys?! you didn’t t-think to leave so we could have privacy!?” He cried and rushed to hang up, not even waiting for them to respond.
With your laugh only fuelling his embarrassment, “c’mon pretty boy, don’t feel shy.” You pressed a kiss to his cheek before sliding off his lap. “Besides— sounds like they enjoyed it.”
# MITSUYA TAKASHI
You watched as he sat at his desk, tapping away on his keyboard and clicking the mouse. It was unusual for Takashi to be sat there, and more weird for him to be playing video games, especially since he was a very busy man, seeing as he was a famous fashion designer.
“Hakkai, you’re going the wrong way.” You heard him chuckle, and you peeked around his chair to see him playing minecraft.
You couldn’t hear from the line of the call, but he must of said something insulting as your husband let out an offended gasp. “Rude, you’re just jealous you play this game everyday— yet still aren’t good.”
It went on like that for the next hour, and you did whatever you could to try and find some entertainment. From reading to listening to music to even braiding Takashi’s long hair, which he pulled you down to press a chaste kiss on your cheek only to pull away and put his attention back on the screen. Rude
“Baby—” You whined out, leaning over the chair and dipping your head into the crook of his neck, and he shifted in his seat when your hot breath fanned his skin. “I’m bored.”
‘Oh? Is that [Name]?! Hey [Name]! Sorry for taking your precious husbands time but I thought we could catch up over a game.’ You we’re closer now so you could hear Hakki in the background, along with Yuzuya who also screamed in the back hoping you could hear her. ‘[Name]’s there?! Her girl! When ar—‘ she was cut off when here and Hakkai started play fighting.
Takashi let out a small laugh, turning his head up to face you, who was snuggling into his neck. “Those two— always ask about you a work.”
“Hm? That’s nice…” You mumbled back, letting out a sigh which vibrated onto his neck. He swivelled his chair away from the desk and faced you before softly grabbing your hips— pulling you onto his lap and teasing his hands on you waist.
“Something wrong, love?” He asked, and gave you a smile when you lifted you heard to face him— only for it to drop when you turned away. “Baby? What the matter?”
“Nothing…” You huffed, slowly going to hop of his lap but his hands held you still in place, “let go Takashi.” He only carefully grabbed the back of your head and pulled you to his chest— rubbing your back with his other hand.
“No pet names? What happened to pretty boy? Or babe?” He joked, and he knew you weren’t mad— seeing as you were placing small kisses along his jaw and towards his cheek.
“Pay attention to me, you’ve been playing this game for too long.” He moved his hand to the mouse and muted his microphone, before turning back to you.
“Oh I see, you’re jealous.” He winked at you, and laughed when you playfully rolled your eyes. “There’s that gorgeous smile I love to see.”
“M’not jealous, just miss you s’all.”
“Miss me? But I’m right here.” He licked his lips and leaned in to capture yours, humming in content when you returned the kiss.
“I know,” You said when you both pulled away, looking into his eyes. “Just want to be close to you.”
He smirked— one you didn’t see as you were looking at Hakkai’s block character hit Takashi’s on the screen. “Oh? Be quite then.”
You snapped your neck to him, “Excuse m-” you didn’t finish as you watched him adjust the headphones on his ears and turn back to the game.
“Sorry man, just had to use the bathroom.” He unmuted his mic and you could only watch in confusion as he used his left hand on the keyboard while leaving his mouse unattended— instead putting his free hand and sliding it under your shirt and rubbing your back.
‘Yeah? Took you long enough! I died multiple times cause you didn’t protect me.’
You felt his hand glide up your spine and towards the strap if your bra— fiddling around with it for a moment before it finally unclasped. How he could undo a bra with one hand still amazed you, since you still struggled to put it on with both of your hands.
You said his name is a small whisper, yet he didn’t respond— instead using two fingered to tap the hem of your back. “Arms up, okay?”
You did as told with no complaints, and he brought his hands up to take your shirt up and over your head. He let out a content sigh at the sight, your bra barely hanging on your shoulders while your perky nipples threatened to peek out.
“Mmm— always so pretty for me.” He teased, leaning forward and pressing kisses on your stomach and making his way up— before his nose was rubbing against bar of your bra. He looked up at you with expecting eyes and wiggling his eyebrows.
You knew what he wanted, shrugging your shoulders and allowing the only layer that separated your tits from his view— to fall off.
Using his feet to pull the chair closer to the desk, his hand left your hips and rested on one of your breasts, letting out a smirk when your breath hitched.
“Nipples hard for me already, baby?” He made sure to push his microphone away and talk in a small voice all so Hakkai couldn’t hear as he teased you, he didn’t want you to feel embarrassed after all.
‘Hey! Taka! Stop spinning in circles and help me finish building our house.’
“Hop of for a second.” He mumbled into your hair and softly pulled your legs off him and helped you stand up, with unamused eyes— you watched him go back to playing his game, while you stood there topless.
He didn’t turn his head, but looked towards you and smiled, muting his microphone one more time. “I’ll let you sit on my again— when you’re stripped down to nothing, okay?”
He held back a chuckle when you rushed yo remove your pants, along with your underwear and leaving you standing there with your whole body on display. “Good girl,” he patted his lap. “Take a seat.”
You crawled onto his lap, putting your calves on either side of his thighs with your back facing the computer screen. Your bare cunt was rutting against clothed cock, with his hard on growing each time you humped onto him. “I can feel you dripping onto me baby, wet already?”
You nodded, looking away in embarrassment when you did in fact— feel a wet patch start to form on the crotch.
You heard a laugh, before a hand landed on your leg, slowly making its way towards your inner thigh before cupping your pussy in his large hand. You gasped, leaning onto him when his finger started playing around with you clit. “Shh, I’m still on a call with Hakkai… you don’t want him to hear us, do you?”
You clenched your legs together, and slowly shook your head no. “Mhm, didn’t think so, you break the poor boy and he wouldn’t be able to look at you for weeks.”
“Touch me more please baby…”
He hummed— and didn’t waste any more time before slowly sinking his middle finger into your inviting hole, loving how you squeezed your eyes tight and let your head lull into his neck.
He added another finger, using them to scissor inside. “So tight, m’kinda jealous you’re not sucking my cock in instead.” He laughed, and he could feel your nipples rub against his shirt while his chest vibrated.
“Gonna’ have to lean to the side sweetheart, I can’t see the screen.”
You did as told, putting both your arms to the left and arching you back so he could see over you, it was slightly uncomfortable, but with your count being finger fucked, it didn’t really bother you.
You stared rubbing your hips into his hand— hoping to grab more tension between the two of you, but let out a whine when he stopped and pulled out his now, slick costed fingers.
“Such a naughty girl,” he tutted, shaking his head in false disappointment before slowly standing up— taking you with him.
He hoisted you over his shoulder and placed his hand firmly on your bare ass, keeping you secure so you didn’t fall off.
Leaning down to the desk, and hovering his hand over the mouse. “Sorry dudeee—” he drew out, squeezing the flesh of your bum before continuing. “Iv gotta go, one of my models is being difficult and begging for my assistance at the studio.”
You heard Hakkai on the other side— saying not to worry and that they should play again soon. Your husband agreed, before shutting down his PC and walking over towards the bed— chucking you onto it.
You laid on your back and watch him strut over towards you, eyes glued onto your naked body while his hands worked away with the fly of his jeans, tugging them down and leaving him in only his briefs.
“You’ve been kinda broad today [Name], don’t you think? What I think, is that you should be punished for your bad behaviour, yeah?”
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He bounces up 'n' down on your cock/strap and showing such dominance that surprises you, for sure.
— Horny anon 🦇
a/n: im doing this because i need this in my life. also please answer if you’re the same anon before with the angry name, thank you <3
Power Bottom and Virgin Takemichi? So fucking eager.
It surprised you definitely, but who were you to deny such a treat right in front of you. Are you sure that he’s a virgin and not a whore who’s been passed around by tons of guys before you?
“Mm!! More–More!” He says sliding up and down at your strap/cock, his tight juicy ass clenching onto you and making loud sounds of your skin slapping against one another.
Takemichi loves the way you look at him while he performs for you, the feeling makes his cock throb for release.
Still, he’s just a stupid virgin and the newfound pleasure is enough to make him spasm when he hits his own sensitive spots. Since he’s new to this, he hates the way that he can’t fully hit his spots perfectly so he adapts to going up and down at you while begging for you to let him cum.
He’s leaking on your stomach, trying his best to hold on until you give him permission. “Ngh! (N-Name)! W-When?!”
Takemichi is at the end of his limit and he releases onto your chest, hips still shaking from the repeated action against you. The feeling’s got him addicted and acting like a spoiled brat when you say that it’s enough or else he’ll be in tremendous pain tomorrow.
He even cleans his own cum on your chest, seductively begging for you to let him ride you once more. Of course, eventually you give in and the crybaby cums again.
“Aah! W-want you! F-Feels so good!”
At the end of the day, the greedy Takemichi ends up being sore for a few days, but that doesn’t mean he’ll stop asking for your strap/cock using his mouth and deepthroating it due to the fact that his lower half is entirely unusable.
Since he has no experience, he can’t help but to gag, with tears coming out of his eyes while he chokes on it joyfully.
[author’s note] characters weren’t clarified so I’ll just do the toman boys. might do other characters later if requested when requests open back up again.
toman boys reaction to dreaming of dead s/o | mikey, draken, baji, chifuyu, takemitchi.
warnings: reader death in dream, angst, panic, brief mention of vomit, gn!reader, breaking and entering ig, manga spoilers for mikey, draken, chifuyu, and takemitchi’s parts.
anon said: “How do you think the tokyo revenger characters reacting to dreaming of their dead s/o”
part 2 (mitsuya, hakkai, kazutora, smiley, angry)
— honestly probably isn’t the first time
— he knows what kind of guy he is and what kind of trouble you could into by being by his side
— and he would tell you to get lost to protect you but he can’t.
— he’s selfish.
— especially when it comes to you.
— he wakes up in a cold sweat, stomach churning with all the sweet shit he consumed earlier throughout the day.
— might vomit or may just sit there, chest heaving as he clutches the blanket so hard that his knuckles turn white.
— should he go see you?
— he quickly shakes off the idea, afraid of looking stupid or scaring you in the middle of the night all over a dumb dream.
— but what if you’re actually...?
— that thought alone has he lugging himself out of his bed, tossing on his gang jacket and sliding on his flip flops of his as he stumbles onto his CB250T.
— he is speeding like crazy, trying to get to you.
— when he finally pulls up to your home, he sneaks over to your window and scales the building if you’re on the second floor. if you’re on the first, he just pops the window open because sometimes you’re just that careless.
— he eases through the windowsill, closing the window and locking it behind him before shrugging off his jacket and kicking his flip flops away.
— he sees you resting peacefully, expression blissful and completely unaware as he sinks into the mattress beside you.
— you’re facing him, eyes closed and lashes fluttering so fucking prettily. you look so defenseless and he both hates and loves it.
— he likes seeing you like this, but he worries that your lack of self protection will be your dimish, like in that horrible dream of his.
— he contemplates waking you up to hear your voice and to see the light in your eyes, but just watching you breath is enough.
— so, he scoots a bit closer, invading your personal space and watches you for a lil’ longer before he’s finally able to drift off to sleep.
— expect him to be wide awake and watching you before you even wake up. don’t bother asking him how he got there, he’ll tell you to start locking your window and then he’ll have you go through self defense drills with draken and baji later.
— he will make sure you can defend yourself when he isn’t around.
— but he’ll try his best to be around as often as possible from now on.
—⚠️manga spoiler⚠️ he has lost all of his siblings, and only has the gang (depending on if this is before or after toman disbands) and his grandpa left. he cannot fathom a world without you, so don’t go dying on him, okay?
— panics.
— he practically throws himself out of bed, cold sweat trickling down his spine.
— has to take off his shirt because it feels too hot.
— he’s panicking. he can’t take it. where are you?
— tripping over himself to get to you.
— should he go to your house?
— might not even bother taking his bike. he might be in such a frenzy that he runs there.
— if he ends up taking his bike, his fists are wrapped so tightly around the handlebars that his knuckles are white.
— when he gets to your house, he is practically banging on the door, shouting.
— “(y/n)? (y/n)! ...you in there?”
— you likely come outside asap, hoping not to wake in your family or neighbors. your finger pressed to your lips as you shush him.
— you don’t even notice the panicked expression on his face as you tell him to pipe down.
— but then his arms are around you, grabbing you, pulling you, yanking you close. you’re in his arms as he crushes you against his chest.
— you may or may not attempt to fight him off because it is quite uncomfortable. it’s the middle of the night, it’s cold as hell, and his body is burning hot against yours as he stumbles into you, causing you to fall into the front door.
— “draken, please!” you whisper harshly, trying to get him off of you before someone hears. “calm down, okay? I’m right here.”
— he pulls back abruptly, just to get a look at your face. his face is ashen, eyes wide and scared like you’ve never seen before.
— and that’s when you realize that he needs you.
— you shush him as you pull him inside, sneaking him off to your room where you get rid of his jacket and shoes, pulling him into your bed.
— the entire time, he is practically clinging to you.
— don’t push him away, he can’t take it right now.
— ⚠️manga spoiler⚠️ if this happens after emma passes, he will likely be more frantic and insistent. he cannot imagine loosing you like he lost her.
— holy fuck.
— wakes up and is drenched in sweat.
— has a hard time catching his breath as he looks around as though you’ll be right there next to him.
— he isn’t very good at experiencing his emotions so he has a hard time telling you he loves you, or that he cares about you.
— so that dream leaves a bitter taste in his mouth.
— what if they die before I tell them?
— he stumbles out of bed, yanking on a t-shirt, and tying his hair up. then he goes to find you, wherever the hell you are.
— he doesn’t panic or freak out, he just knocks on your door and waits impatiently but quietly for you to answer.
— before you can ask him what he’s doing at this time of night, he is blurting out, “can I come in?”
— you say yes and let him in your room, and he just sits there on your bed for a moment, looking at you as though he hasn’t seen you in years.
— and when you ask him what’s up, he gets a lil’ choked and bows his head to hide his glossy eyes.
— wiping his lash line, he shrugs and tells you nothing’s up.
— you don’t believe him but he just opens his arms and beckons you forward until you are in his arms.
— and he holds you close, tight.
— you can feeling him trembling beneath your touch but you don’t say anything because you know he wouldn’t tell you anyway.
— and he’s thankful for the silence. might break down if you ask him if he’s okay again.
— you likely fall asleep before him because his presence is surprisingly comforting when he isn’t talking 🖐️😐
— he watches you breath; in and out, in and out. trying to tell himself that everything is fine and that you’re okay. but he can’t bring himself to leave so he ends up staying the night.
— a mess, but also surprisingly calm?
— he feels selfish having you by his side, knowing the kind of trouble you could get into by being his.
— he likely considers breaking up with you, but is still a bit too selfish to let you go.
— will come to you in the morning after the nightmare, probably taking you on a date to soften the blow.
— and then when you’re all happy and smiley, he breaks it to you.
— “maybe we should break up,”
— you say no and he tries to explain to you that he wants to keep you safe. but you refuse.
— and he gets a lil’ annoyed because he knows that if he doesn’t break it off now, he won’t be able to later.
— he want to let you go before he becomes too greedy, before he refuses to let you go entirely.
— but you keep telling him that you don’t want to break up and his resolve cracks piece by piece and before you know it, he’s apologizing and saying that it was stupid of him to try and break things off.
— but deep down, he is content. he didn’t really want to break up with you but he thought he’d at least give you a chance to go your own way.
— biting back a sad smile, he offers to take you home but you say no.
— he is surprised, unsure of why you don’t wanna go home.
— but you can tell something’s wrong and you’re not leaving until you get him to tell you what it is.
— it takes a good half an hour to get him to confess and by the end of it, he’s forcing a neutral expression but you can tell he’s having a hard time.
— “I’m just scared, okay?” he tells you straight up. “I don’t want to lose you.”
— you’ve never seen him like this before.
— you have to comfort him, do something, anything. he just needs reassurance that you’re not going anywhere any time soon.
— he might not be able to sleep with for a while though.
— ⚠️manga spoilers⚠️ if this takes place after baji’s death, he’ll have a hard time letting you go anywhere afterwards, afraid that he’ll never see you again.
— might end up grabbing your hand suddenly when you get up to go somewhere or latching onto you out of the blue for no apparent reason.
— just know he’s suffering a bit, so be kind and stay close.
— he can’t afford to lose another person who means so much to him.
— would most definitely cry.
— he can’t help it.
— he’s having a hard time as it is.
— he blames himself even though it’s only a dream.
— does everything in his power to prevent the dream from becoming a reality.
— would probably become really clingy about it.
— don’t ask him about it or else he’ll start to test up.
— he’d probably babble on and on about how sorry he is while clutching your hand.
— might break up with you because he thinks his involvement with the gang is what will cause something like the dream to happen.
— may or may not ask for help from toman, might ask them to keep an eye on you just in case.
— would ask yuzhua and hina to keep an eye on you as well because he trusts them to stay by your side.
— is quite the mess and doesn’t know what to do but he is trying.
— he is just really stressed and needs a hug.
— has a hard time telling you that something is wrong because he already feels like a burden as it is.
— might actually go through with breaking up with you. it’s up to you though, if you accept the breakup or not.
— ⚠️manga spoiler⚠️ if this happens after emma’s death, he’ll be devastated. he was right next to her when she got hit and it sticks with him to this day. if you absolutely refuse to break up with him, then he will have no choice by to stick by your side like glue even if it pisses you off because he wants to make sure there isn’t a repeat of what happened to emma.
