Of course, you know that your new job as a waitress at the Red Velvet club means working for a Yakuza family. But you don't expect to run into the Yakuza Prince on your first night. And you certainly never thought that he could be so sweet. Or that he's currently looking for someone to keep him company until it's midnight and it's officially his birthday.
Credit for the beautiful art in the header goes to my sweet friend @maidgumi ! Thank you so much for drawing Yakuza Prince Yuuji for me!!!
Pairing: Yuuji x Reader (female)
Genre: smut, fluff
Word Count: 8k
Playlist: Yakuza Prince
Warnings: 18+, smut, dirty talk, oral, public sex, car sex, creampie, cumeating, taking pictures during sex, praise. General mentions of crime-related themes (Yakuza). This is my birthday fic for my sweet boy Yuuji! It is set in the same universe as my Yakuza AU, but you don't have to read that to understand this story. All you need to know is that Yuuji is the younger brother of the Yakuza King Sukuna. All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.
You take a deep breath before grabbing the shiny black tray with two beautifully decorated glasses of lemonade and a sinfully expensive bottle of champagne. It's your first day at your new job. Waitressing the VIP booths in the Red Velvet club, one of the most exclusive and popular nightclubs in Tokyo, and as many other establishments in this city, the property of the Yakuza King Itadori Sukuna.
It's a bit intimidating to work here, but the salary they pay and the additional generous tip you can expect from the people who frequent the VIP section were too tempting to turn down.
The guy behind the bar, Choso, gives you an encouraging smile and sees you off with a:
"Your first customer is already a special one, so don't freak out, please. But he is nice, don't worry. Have a good start!"
You gulp hard but smile weakly in return and make your way upstairs towards the VIP area of the club. There are several private booths up here, with dark red velvet ropes in front of them and matching curtains which can be closed if the guests desire even more privacy. Each booth has a security guard positioned in front of them.
The people sitting in those booths are the rich and famous of Tokyo. Wealthy businessmen, upper-class girls who want to have fun and spend their parents' money, famous singers, the most popular actors... And some Yakuza members, of course.
The thought makes you feel a bit intimidated. You can't deny, though, that it's also exciting to work here. And you have to admit that you eat up any gossip about the Yakuza families of Tokyo, especially the Itadoris. Two handsome, powerful, pink-haired men who get treated like royalty everywhere they go.
You have reached your destination and smile at the security guard who nods at you and unclasps the red velvet rope to let you walk into the luxurious VIP booth with the typical dark red velvet couch and a black cocktail table with a glass top.
"Good evening, sirs! My name is (y/n), I am your waitress for the night, and I hope you enjoy your time here in Red Velvet!"
You chipper as you enter, and then your gaze lands on the inhabitants of the booth, and your mouth opens in a silent oh.
One of them is a pretty young man with spiky black hair. He looks exactly like you imagine a rich person to look: elegant, expensive black suit and white shirt with a black tie, and an aloof look on his beautiful features.
But as intimidating as he looks, he isn't the one who made you go, oh. It's his companion.
Of course, you recognize the pastel pink hair and the handsome face. Your first instinct is shock because you think it is your boss, the Yakuza King himself sitting here. But then you realize it's his younger brother. Itadori Yuuji. The Young Tiger.
That fact doesn't really help to calm your nerves, though. After all, he is the Yakuza Prince, almost as bad as if you ran into his big brother!
You were already nervous about your first day here, and now you have to serve the brother of your new boss! Your lips tremble slightly as you try to smile.
Just get it over with! You can do this! Smile, be polite, and just put that tray on the table!
But before you can proceed to do that, the black-haired guy gets up and walks over to you.
"Sorry, I have to check whether you carry any weapons on you."
Your eyes widen, but you nod weakly and let him trail his hands over you. He gives you a curt nod afterwards before taking a step back.
That was weird. But considering who is sitting here in front of you, it shouldn't surprise you.
The Yakuza Prince.
Your gaze lands on him again while your pulse is racing from nervousness. To your surprise, he smiles widely at you. He looks...cute? The Yakuza Prince looks cute and very pretty and not threatening at all.
You see his gaze travel to a point over your shoulder, and he makes some small gesture with his right hand. Communicating with his bodyguard apparently, because the black-haired guy's low voice drifts to your ear:
"Alright, have a nice evening. Don't drive off without me again, though, Itadori, or I will strangle you."
"Nah, don't worry about me! I'll be a good boy. And if not, you can choke me a bit."
The Yakuza Prince laughs and gives his bodyguard a mock salute, which makes the spiky-haired guy sigh, but he grabs one of the glasses with lemonade and leaves the booth, apparently satisfied with the reply his boss gave him.
Now it's only you and The Young Tiger. You take a deep breath and walk over to the couch, hoping that the smile on your face is professional and friendly enough to please the Prince.
His honey-colored eyes watch you intently, and the grin on his handsome face grows even wider. He looks like he is in a fantastic mood. That's great! Maybe you can impress him and he'll tell your boss, his brother, that you're doing a good job!
You put the tray onto the cocktail table in front of him, and suddenly he starts laughing loudly.
Your head whips around to look at him with wide eyes. For a moment, you are worried you did something wrong somehow. But then you hear his warm deep voice, sounding amused but not mocking at all:
"Ha! Champagne! I swear I can order whatever I want here, and they always send me champagne. Choso is really killing me with this! He knows full well I have to drive! Hey, do you know if there's a rule stuck somewhere behind the bar that says to always bring me champagne?"
"Um, no, I am not aware of this, but it's my first day. I'm so sorry, Sir. I will bring the champagne back, of course."
"Aww, no, don't be sorry! This is their little inside joke, I think. It's funny, actually! And please don't call me Sir. I'm Yuuji!"
A relieved laugh escapes your mouth, and you nod gratefully.
"Ok, thank you. Here's your lemonade, then. Please let me know if you need anything else. I'll take the champagne back immediately, Sir. Um, I mean Yuuji. Sorry."
It feels like overstepping a boundary to call him by his name, even though he asked you to do it. You feel your face get hot, silently chiding yourself for getting so flustered.
You're about to lift the tray again, wanting to get away from the Yakuza Prince before you make an even bigger fool of yourself, but you get stopped by his smooth voice:
"Hey, do you want some champagne, (y/n)?"
That catches you off guard. Your eyes widen, and you stare at The Young Tiger with your mouth opening and closing, looking like some dumb fish, probably. You can't help it. You just feel so flustered even though he seems really nice. But the mere thought that he is the Yakuza Prince makes you a bit dizzy.
He's looking up at you from where he's lounging comfortably on the red couch. But his sparkling eyes get clouded over by worry, and a frown appears on his handsome face.
"Hey, please don't be nervous. Try to see me as just another guy. I'm no one special. I just own a pizza delivery service!"
Says the guy who is definitely very special. But his comment and the boyish grin on his face make some of the tension leave your body. He clearly saw how nervous you are and is trying to make you feel better.
It's rare to see such thoughtfulness and get treated with respect in this job. You are used to rude comments and people treating you like dirt. The Yakuza Prince seems to be a nice guy, though. Your nervousness is slowly fading.
His large hands are working on the champagne, and a moment later, the bottle pops open loudly. His eyes meet yours again, looking happy, and then he holds up the cork triumphantly.
"Woahh, I'm pretty good at this, aren't I? So, do you want one?"
You laugh. Yuuji is really cute somehow. So charming. So sweet. You never imagined that a Yakuza member would act this way, but it's a huge relief. It makes you feel more comfortable about joining him here in the VIP booth. Surely it would be rude to decline his offer, and one glass will be ok. Maybe it will help take the edge of your first workday.
"That's very nice of you. Thank you."
"No need to thank me. I'm glad you're keeping me company! It's my birthday, and I'm kinda lonely."
You blink at him in surprise. His birthday? And he's sitting here alone?
"But...where are your friends and family? Aren't you celebrating?"
He averts his gaze, and one of his hands comes up to scratch his neck.
"Well, ok, ok, technically, it's not my birthday right now. Not yet, you see. But it will be at midnight. I'll throw a big party tomorrow, but it would be nice to celebrate tonight too, you know? I just get really excited when it's my birthday."
He's looking a bit embarrassed but covers it up with another big smile.
He's really cute. Really really cute! He's grinning at you, looking so pretty with that sunshine smile on his handsome tan face and those eyes sparkling happily at you. They remind you of liquid honey, warm and golden. And his excitement is evident.
He really doesn't act intimidating or like a rich asshole. He could be a regular college guy or some young businessman who just had his first workday at a new job too.
But you know who he is, of course. Itadori Yuuji. Younger brother of Ryomen Sukuna. The Young Tiger. Tokyo's hottest Yakuza Prince. And yes, he owns a pizza delivery service but also countless arcades and pachinko places, and you know he is swimming in money and definitely more powerful than he wants to let on.
Your skin tingles a bit as an excited shiver runs down your spine.
Yuuji pats the space next to him on the red couch. You join him, and when you take the glass with champagne from him, your fingers brush over his hand. Somehow the little touch causes a fluttering feeling in your stomach.
You become aware of how close you are to him now. Your thighs are almost touching, and you imagine that you can feel his body heat next to you.
You feel lightheaded all of a sudden. It's exciting to sit here in this VIP booth next to the Yakuza Prince. Not like his waitress, but like his guest. Or like one of his playthings.
His good looks and the sweet playfulness he exudes only add to the feeling. You can't deny it: Itadori Yuuji is making your heart beat a bit too fast.
You don't know where these thoughts are coming from. You just met him, and you can't even blame the champagne because you didn't even drink it yet.
You take the first sip while eying The Young Tiger over the rim of your champagne glass.
He's wearing a black suit but abandoned his suit jacket on the couch next to him, leaving him in black suit pants and a pink dress shirt combined with a black tie. The clothes look good on him, especially the dress shirt, which is clinging snuggly to his buff torso. You can see how muscular he is beneath it.
Unbidden, a picture springs into your mind of him naked on a luxurious bed while you are straddling him and let your gaze trail hungrily over his gorgeous tan body, watching his muscles ripple deliciously, begging to be traced by your fingers and tongue.
Fuck!
You press your thighs together as heat pools in your belly and your pussy throbs excitedly.
His voice is sexy too, warm like honey, sounding sweet and low, and it makes you imagine he's gliding his tongue over your naked skin, handsome face disappearing between your thighs, making you cry from pleasure.
"Do you like it?"
"What??"
You blink several times. Your face feels hot, and your pulse is racing. You feel guilty. As if he can read your dirty thoughts about him.
But he just chuckles and points at the glass in your hand and you laugh nervously.
"Oh, yes! It's great. Thank you!"
You try to will your inappropriate thoughts away. But you just can't help it. The Yakuza Prince is making your panties wet. He is powerful, gorgeous and sexy in a playful, boyish way. Yes, he probably has a pretty girl or boy on every finger, but that thought excites you even more somehow.
Everyone wants him, but The Young Tiger is sitting here with you.
You take another sip of the champagne before setting the glass onto the table. And your companion laughs softly. One of his large warm hands lands on your knee. And suddenly, he's so close, his warm breath is ghosting over your ear, and his sweet voice whispers:
"Is that ok? Can I touch you?"
His hand slowly glides over your skin, from your knee up to your thigh, squeezing it lightly. You look at him, heart beating wildly.
"Yes, it's perfect."
Yuuji smiles at you with that smile that seems brighter than the sun. You see his honey gaze slowly wander to your lips, and then he leans closer.
Your breath hitches in your throat, but you meet him halfway. And then his lips are on yours, warm and soft, moving gently as his hand caresses your thigh slowly.
His lips open, and his velvety tongue slips into your mouth, making you groan softly into the kiss. Damn, the Yakuza Prince is a good kisser! He's so eager, tongue caressing yours tenderly, going really deep. He kisses in a way that makes you moan and reach out to touch him, placing a hand on his muscular thigh, which flexes beautifully under your touch.
When he pulls away, it is too soon. Your lips open in a soft groan. There's still a thin thread of spit connecting your lips with his, and it tears when Yuuji's honey eyes meet yours.
His sweet smile that rivals the sun is back on his face already, but you only see it for a moment because then Yuuji leans closer and his lips are on your neck, trailing soft hot kisses over your skin while his strong hand tightens in your hair and pulls your head back so he can reach more of your skin.
A moan escapes your lips, and your hand clutches his muscular thigh tightly. His warm lips reach the collar of your blouse, and you silently curse the dress code in here because you really wish you could feel his sweet kisses trail further down your body.
Yuuji growls against your skin. A sound that makes you tremble with craving.
And then his mouth opens over your throat and his velvety tongue lies flat on your skin, licking a trail up all the way to your chin. He pecks your lips once more before pulling away.
You are breathing heavily when your eyes open to look at him through your eyelashes. Why did he stop?
His pupils are a bit dilated when his gaze meets yours.
"Hey, do you want to stay with me until it's really my birthday? We could drive around a bit."
You blink at him in surprise, still trying to come down again from those sexy kisses. When his words register, your eyes widen. Yes, you want to spend more time with him! Your heart jumps to your throat only to realize that you still have several hours of work.
"Um, I'm not sure if I can leave. I want to. But it's my first day here. I don't want to get into trouble. I have to serve another booth too."
He laughs and rubs your thigh soothingly:
"Don't worry about that, I'll take care of it for you! So, you wanna come with me?"
He lifts his eyebrows and gives you a pleading look that is so cute that you absolutely melt. How can the Yakuza Prince be such a cutie? It's a mystery to you, but you definitely cannot say no to those puppy eyes and the sweet smile.
"Yeah, I want to."
"Yay! Awesome! Ok, let's go!"
Yuuji grins brightly at you and offers you his hand. Your gaze lands on the two black stripes which are tattoed onto his right thumb, marking him as an Itadori. You laugh a bit hysterically because of the craziness of it all but take his hand and let him pull you to your feet.
He holds your hand safely in his large warm grip as he pulls you downstairs and through the club towards the bar, where he waves Choso over.
"(Y/n) will be my personal waitress for the rest of the night. Please write down that she worked overtime tonight, so she gets extra pay. Thanks, bro!"
You smile a bit embarrassed at Choso, sure that he knows full well what has been going on in that VIP booth and what will happen after you and Yuuji leave this club together.
Because you definitely know it. The Young Tiger will get some birthday sex tonight, and you will be the one to give it to him!
A few minutes later, the two of you stumble out into the hectic Tokyo nightlife. Busy street, bright neon lights. Yuuji's warm large hand is wrapped around yours, tugging you along as he walks towards a red Porsche.
"Let's go before Megumi sees me! I'm here with my current favorite car too! It will be so much fun!"
Your gaze lands on the beautiful sports car. It fits him. It's definitely a car that makes everyone turn their heads. Just like Yuuji is the type of guy who turns heads because he is so handsome and full of energy and his happy smile and laugh are contagious.
Currently, the Yakuza Prince is joking around with the parking service guy. He lets go of your hand to do some ridiculous bro handshake ritual during which the parking service guy drops the car keys into Yuuji's hand.
They part with a clap on each other's back, both grinning brightly. It's stupid, but you can't help but think that it's actually nice to see someone as rich and powerful as a Yakuza Prince acting so friendly with someone so far below his social status. It's like Yuuji doesn't care about those things at all, and you like that a lot.
Yuuji's gaze meets yours, and he beckons you over with a little wave of his hand. The gold and diamond rings on his fingers glitter prettily in the light coming from the streetlamps and the Red Velvet neon sign above the club entrance. But his honey eyes and the handsome smile on his tan face look even prettier than all his jewelry.
He's holding the passenger door open for you and helps you get into the car with a bright smile on his pretty face. As playful as he can be, he is also a true gentleman, apparently.
He joins you in the car, lifts his hand in a peace sign, and grins at the parking service guy before starting the car and backing out of the parking space. His hand is touching the back of your head lightly when he puts it on the headrest of your seat, and that little touch is enough to make your heart beat faster.
The car is loud and fast, and the only thing sexier is the man sitting next to you, turning up the music and singing along to all the dirty lyrics of the RnB songs he's listening to, making you bite your lips because you can't wait to have him do all those things he sings about to you for real.
But it has to wait a bit longer because Yuuji exclaims loudly over the music blaring from the speakers:
"I'm so hungry now! What about you?"
"Yeah, me too."
"Is McDonald's ok?"
You laugh softly because somehow you expected someone like him to only eat in the finest restaurants. But it makes him seem so normal that he wants to grab some fast food.
You give him a smile and nod and get blessed by one of his dazzling smiles in return before he focuses on driving again, but one of his large hands lands on your thigh, and it stays there, warm and strong, squeezing your thigh lightly.
You feel light-headed, and it's not the champagne you were drinking in the club. Instead, it's this cute and sexy man next to you. You could fall for him all too easily. His sweetness is intoxicating.
And his world excites you, the glittering rich side of the city, VIP section in the most exclusive club, diamond earring sparkling in his ear, gold rings on his tan fingers, next to the Yakuza tattoos, expensive tailored suit, fancy sports car, driving a bit too fast and playing the music a bit too loud, but doing it with the confidence and carefreeness of someone who knows that he owns this city and no one will dare pull him over.
Yuuji pulls up at the McDonald's drive-thru in his sports car and orders way too much food, which makes you assume it's for the two of you, but then he turns to you with a:
"What do you want, cutie?"
You laugh but tell him what you want, and he places your order too.
At the checkout, he's grinning at the guy as if they are best friends. He's so welcoming to everyone, so sweet and fun, bringing a bit of sunshine with him anywhere he goes.
It's endearing. And very confusing.
You know that this guy next to you is technically dangerous. The younger brother of the Yakuza King. He is part of the underworld, living his life surrounded by criminals. He is probably a criminal himself, for all you know. But somehow, he isn't intimidating or scary. He's actually the sweetest guy you ever met. His energy and good vibes are contagious, making you smile nonstop.
He's living his life on the fast lane literally. Laughing happily while speeding through the city as you struggle to balance all the food he ordered on your knees. If someone honks at him, he just laughs louder and waves at them.
And his pretty voice sings along loudly to all the songs while he makes dance moves on his seat, making you chuckle in amusement but at the same time crave him so much that your legs tremble.
Sometimes you drive past a club or casino, and the security guys recognize the car and number plate and lift a hand in greeting before bowing their heads respectfully, and Yuuji smiles at them and gives them a little hand sign.
He is famous. This city knows him, this city belongs to him, and he cruises through its streets like the Prince of Tokyo's underworld that he truly is.
You did your research before applying for the job in the Red Velvet. You know that the Itadoris own big parts of this city. Real estate, luxurious residences, office buildings, and lots of entertainment establishments like casinos, nightclubs, bars, strip clubs, arcades, pachinkos, pizza delivery services, etc.
And The Young Tiger is involved in a lot of those businesses.
It's crazy to sit here next to him in his fancy car and watch him wearing that sweet and sexy smile on his handsome face while he drives through the nightly city greeting his subordinates.
And the craziest thing is that Yuuji's large warm hand always comes back to rest on your thigh as if it belongs there, thumb caressing your naked skin gently, driving you crazy.
He steers his Porsche towards a part of the city you've never been to before. Lots of large office buildings, some of the floors still occupied even at this time of night, windows glittering in the dark while the rest of the building lies in darkness. It's pretty peaceful here.
Finally, you reach the spot he wanted to, apparently: A little park between two buildings where Yuuji parks his car on the small parking lot overlooking the park and the city.
He grabs one of the McDonald's bags rummaging through it and hands you your order with a warm smile before grabbing one of his burgers.
He sighs contentedly when he takes the first big bite, leaning back in his leather seat, head tilted backwards, looking up at the night sky above the buildings surrounding you. You see his adam's apple bob as he swallows, and then he takes another bite and moans around the burger.
He is so cute! At that moment, he turns his head and catches you staring, which only makes him laugh, almost choking on the bite he has in his mouth.
You have to clap his back while he's coughing and laughing simultaneously. Your heart feels like bursting with exhilaration somehow.
"Whoaaa, thank you! Almost didn't make it to my birthday! Cause of death McDonalds. It's as bad for me as Megumi always preaches, I guess."
You smile at him, joining in on his loud laughter. This whole night feels like you stumbled into some movie or a stylish tv-show about the rich and beautiful, but at the same time, it's a hilarious and cheesy rom-com.
It amazes you that you can feel so comfortable with someone you just met and that you can joke around and act so friendly with the Yakuza Prince of all people.
Your gaze slips to the large display on the dashboard. The digits of the clock change to 00:00 right as you look.
It's midnight! His birthday!
You lean closer and smile at Yuuji before putting a hand on the back of his neck and looking deeply into his pretty sparkling eyes.
He grins happily and leans closer, lips brushing softly over yours. He is so seductive without even trying. You caress the short hair of his undercut and whisper against his lips:
"Happy birthday, Yuuji."
"Aww, thank you, cutie."
You kiss him sweetly, feeling one of his large hands cupping your cheek.
His kiss tastes like the strawberry milkshake he just drank, and you catch yourself thinking that the taste fits him. Hair pink like strawberry milkshake, and kiss sweet like strawberry milkshake too.
It only takes a few minutes of Yuuji's sexy deep kisses to make you squirm needily on the leather seat. All nerve ends on fire, craving him so much that it's making you lose your mind.
So when he moans against your lips, "Come sit on my lap, baby, please." You don't hesitate at all and quickly straddle him.
He's so pretty, handsome tan face with two large scars which only make him look sexier, honey eyes which always seem to sparkle cheekily, a sunshine smile that can probably make everyone fall for him.
The corners of your lips lift in a smile too. This pretty guy is all yours tonight, and you'll make good use of this and thoroughly celebrate the Yakuza Prince's birthday.
You put your hands on the front of his pink suit shirt, feeling the firm muscles beneath the luxurious fabric. He's so sexy, driving you crazy like no one else did before. Your hand wraps around his tie, and you tug on it, pulling him closer.
Yuuji groans, a low sexy sound that goes straight to your pussy. And then his soft lips are on yours again, opening against your mouth, hot and wet, tongue slipping into your mouth and caressing yours with sensual slow flicks.
His strong hands land on your thighs, kneading them gently and wandering under your skirt, slowly caressing every inch of your skin they find on their way.
It feels so good, Yuuji's touch is sweet but firm, and his kisses make your head spin. You're squirming on his lap, horny and wet for him. You moan into his mouth when you rub against the hardness in his pants. Fuck! The Yakuza Prince seems to not only be well equipped when it comes to money but also when it comes to what is in his pants.
Yuuji's warm hands wander up further, and you realize that he's lifting up your skirt. He leans a bit to the side to get a good look at one of your ass cheeks and groans happily.
His large hand kneads your ass cheek firmly before giving it a sharp slap that makes you gasp in pleasure. And the Yakuza Prince watches hungrily as your ass wiggles for him. His gaze meets yours, and he smiles that wide cheeky smile:
"Fuck yeah, that's my birthday cake!"
The noise you make in answer is a mix between a chuckle and a moan. You like the way his hands feel on your skin. The way his strong fingers squeeze your ass. The way he slaps your round ass cheeks, making your skin tingle. The way he caresses the spot gently afterwards.
You wrap your arms around his neck and press your lips to his mouth, diving in for another round of deep sexy kisses.
You don't mind that you are in the middle of a parking lot, that someone could drive or walk past and see the two of you. All that matters to you is Yuuji and his soft lips and warm hands and solid body.
You arch your back, pressing down onto Yuuji's lap, slowly grinding against the hot bulge that's throbbing in his pants, earning a cute broken moan from him.
His warm lips leave yours, and you whine in complaint, but it turns into a delighted gasp when his lips travel to your neck and suck on your sensitive skin there. You let your head fall back, giving the Yakuza Prince more access, and he happily kisses and licks and sucks his way over your exposed throat.
His hands are on the front of your blouse suddenly, and his pretty eyes meet yours as he grabs the collar and pulls. Two buttons fall off, and the rest slip out of the buttonholes, making your blouse fall open, revealing your bra beneath it. The bra is gone in a second, too, pulled down to free your tits.
You see Yuuji's honey gaze drinking in the sight before him. His hands cup your breasts to play with them, squishing them gently before burying his face between your jiggling tits and moaning loudly against them.
Your soft moans join his as he peppers your nipples with hot kisses and lets them slide into his velvety soft mouth to suck them eagerly.
His warm eager mouth sends shockwaves of pleasure through you, heat pumping through your body as you gasp his name and press against him needily. Rubbing your tits against his face and your pussy against the growing tent in his pants.
Desire pulses through you wildly. You want him. You want this sweet sexy Yakuza Prince who is such a good kisser and makes you melt with his sweet lips, strong hands, and firm muscular body.
His lips travel back up your neck, leave little soft kisses on your chin, and then you feel him smile against your lips before he kisses you again, hot and sweet, with sensual flicks of his tongue and soft nibbles on your bottom lip.
You're pretty sure that you're messing up his designer suit pants by now because your pussy is so creamy that your lace panties are already soaked through.
Yuuji's teeth close around your bottom lip and tug gently on it before pulling away.
There's a feral glint in his honey eyes, making your pussy clench needily. Right now, he looks like a Yakuza Prince for sure, looking at you with that hungry look in his eyes and that mischievous grin on his handsome face with the sexy scars from some fight.
At that moment, you can definitely believe that he could be a dangerous man when he wants to.
His hands are back on your ass cheeks, massaging them firmly between his strong fingers, making you gasp and squirm when you feel the rings on his fingers press into your soft flesh.
His voice sounds lower than a moment ago, full of desire, seductive but still playful and sweet:
"Can I get a birthday fuck, cutie?"
"You can get anything you want, birthday boy."
"Fuck, you're so sweet to me!"
His eyes burn into yours, glittering in the light of the streetlamps. He keeps the deep eye contact as his large hands wander under you and to your panties. And then he rips them apart.
Your eyes widen, and a desperate-sounding moan falls from your lips as your hips buck helplessly.
You feel even more cream gathering on your folds, so embarrassingly wet for the sexy Yakuza Prince. But he loves it. Warm fingers find your slick clit and circle it gently, making you moan even louder, and he joins you, moaning so cute:
"Fuck, you're so wet for me! Your pretty pussy's gonna feel so good around my dick! Gonna be so fucking good for me on my birthday!"
He rubs your swollen bud one last time, eliciting another needy whine from you as your clit pulses with need. Finally, his large hands settle on your ass, cupping it, and he lifts you off his lap, manhandling you easily as if you weigh nothing.
You gasp and look up at Yuuji in confusion when he wiggles out from underneath you and places you back on the car seat.
"What are you doing?"
He grins at you, looking so sexy that it should be illegal.
"Switching things up a bit so I can see more of my birthday cake."
He opens the car door and climbs out, making you stare at him dumbfounded. The Young Tiger doesn't seem to care that someone might look out of their window and see him with a raging hardon tenting his fine suit pants.
No, he really doesn't care because now he's even opening his belt and pants.
You watch him with a hungry and amazed gaze as he pulls down his black suit pants and the red Calvin Klein boxer briefs in one fluid motion, freeing his beautiful hard cock.
You gasp when you see him. The Yakuza Prince's throbbing hard cock smacks heavily against his pink suit shirt, looking so mouth-watering to you that you can't help but moan.
Yuuji has a gorgeous cock. Long and thick with a pretty pink tip that's already leaking pearly beads of milky pre-cum. The type of dick you want to suck and worship for hours.
He growls when he sees your reaction, and one of his strong, tan hands wraps around his thick base and pumps himself slowly.
"Turn around, baby. And get on your knees for me, please."
His voice is husky and needy, and he sounds so cute that it's making butterflies flutter in your stomach.
You follow his wish because, after all, he is the birthday boy and will get anything he asks tonight. And you definitely want him to dick you down with that gorgeous fat cock too! Your pussy is throbbing with need, so wet and horny for the sexy Prince and his pretty cock.
You turn around, spread your legs and bend over the middle console obediently, ass up and wiggling it seductively for the birthday boy while looking back over your shoulder at him.
The Yakuza Prince has the hem of his shirt stuck between his teeth, exposing his defined abs, so sexy, so buff that it makes you moan. His gaze is glued to your backside.
He seems to enjoy the sight of you spread open for him, showing him your juicy ass and your creamy wet pussy, so wet for him, ready to take his thick cock and bless him with the sweet birthday sex he asked for.
He moans softly, sending a shiver down your spine in anticipation.
And then his large hands are on your naked ass again, kneading the plump flesh firmly after he lifted your skirt up so he can have a good view of his birthday cake.
"Fuck yeah, that's the best gift. Thank you, sweetie."
You whine needily, pressing back against him, and finally, he's there, standing behind you in the open car door and gliding his fat hot cock through your slick folds. You moan desperately as your knees buckle.
His swollen tip rubs against your puffy clit, sending sparks of pleasure through you. He keeps doing that several times, making you moan his name, already chasing after your orgasm, so close just from making out with him and his beautiful cock teasing your clit.
But before you can lose yourself to the pleasure, he pulls back a bit.
"You ready to take me, baby? Ready for my cock?"
"Yes, please fuck me, Yuuji!"
And then you cry out loudly because his thick tip splits you open, and without further warning, he snaps his hips and rams his fat cock into your tight heat, moaning loudly, sounding so sexy as he moans his lust into the nightly city-air.
You gasp breathlessly when he pushes inside you. The stretch of his thick cock is so delicious. The burn of it makes you a bit wild. It feels so good to be filled like that. So full, so completely claimed by this sweet, gorgeous man and his thick long cock.
You grind back against him, moaning when you feel his cockhead rub against your sweet spot. Oh god, this is so perfect!
"Yuu...Yuuji....you feel so good!"
"Ah fuck! You do too! Yeah, let me fuck you like that, baby! Fuck...that's the best birthday gift! Such a cute ass, and all for me! Fuck! And your pussy's so good too, so tight baby, ah yeah..."
His large hands grab your hips tightly, keeping you in place as he snaps his hips, knocking the air out of you with the deep hard thrusts he drills into you. You hear him gasp and moan so sweetly, giving himself over to the pleasure of your creamy hot pussy massaging his cock.
He sounds so horny for you, so pretty and sexy, and you know you want to make him feel so good tonight. Want to give him a very special birthday gift, one he will remember for a long time. Gift him one of the best orgasms he ever had.
You clench your pussy around his fat length, moaning and mewling sweetly for him, not holding back but instead letting him hear how much you love what he's doing to you:
"Oh Yuuji!! You fuck me so good! Gonna make me cream so much on your gorgeous cock!"
"Yeah, talk like that to me. That's fucking hot!"
"Ah! You're such a big boy! Stretching me open so good! I feel so full, oh...Yuuji! I...I think I'm gonna squirt, baby!"
His thrusts become more erratic, and even more powerful. He is such a strong boy. All those buff muscles definitely aren't just for show.
And his fat cock stretches you open so perfectly, swollen tip massaging your sweet spot unrelentingly, making tears well up in your eyes because it feels so good. You have never been dicked down like this. Pleasure shoots through you as Yuuji fucks more tears out of your eyes with every roll of his hips.
But you aren't the only one sobbing and moaning. Yuuji makes all those desperate noises, too, filling the parking lot with his cute needy mewls and whines.
"Fuck, you feel so good! Can I cum inside? Is it ok? Are you...? Fuck! Oh fuck, I wanna fill you up...please!"
"Yes! Cum inside me. Fuck all of it into me, Yuuji!"
"Ah fuck! Thank you, sweetie!"
He's so cute! Saying thank you and sobbing loudly when he stills inside you, emptying his heavy balls into your tight pussy, shooting his thick spurts of hot cum deep into you, filling you to the brim with all he has to give.
His moans and whines are so hot, driving you crazy. He keeps rocking his spent cock against your sweet spot, and the sheer intensity of the pleasure building gradually makes more tears run down your cheeks.
You cry out softly as you follow him over the edge only a moment later, pussy spasming wildly as wave after wave of sweet bliss washes over you, and you cream on the Yakuza Prince's gorgeous cock.
He pulls out once you stop clenching around him. You hear the sound of his zipper and then the metallic click of his belt buckle getting closed again.
You're trying to catch your breath again, still feeling dazed from your orgasm. Your legs feel weak and you want to sit down and rest, come down from the high he blessed you with.
Your skin tingles when Yuuji's warm hand lands on the small of your back and he rubs it gently.
"Hey, cutie, can you do something for me?"
"Of course, anything for the birthday boy."
His reply is a low chuckle, and then his large hands are on your hips, thumbs caressing your skin lovingly.
"You're so sweet to me, princess. Can you bend over for me again, please, and show me your pretty pussy? Wanna see my birthday creampie. I'm a big cake lover, you know?"
He's so adorable! Funny and sexy at the same time. Of course, you give him what he asks for so nicely, and bend over for him. You hear Yuuji's delighted gasp.
"Fuck! Such a yummy creampie for my birthday. Exactly the way I like it. Can I take a pic?"
You moan at his words. You can't believe that someone so cute can also be so naughty. But it's sexy as hell to you. You nod and smile at him over your shoulder.
"Ok, you can. Take some pictures, birthday Prince."
"Thank you, cutie!"
He grabs his phone and snaps several pictures, making you tremble with desire as you spread your legs even further for him, wanting to be his good princess and make the birthday boy happy.
His low moan and mumbled "Oh, fuck." tells you that he definitely enjoys his present from you.
You smile as you imagine what he must see right now: Your pussy drenched in your own cream and his cum that's oozing thickly out of your still twitching hole. The perfect delicious creampie for the birthday boy.
One of his warm hands cups your left ass cheek and pulls it to the side, and you hear him groan and then snap some more pictures.
This time his large hand with the gold and diamond rings which is squeezing your ass, is in the pictures too. He's probably gonna show those pics to his bros.
But it's ok for you. Even if your face was visible in the pic, you wouldn't mind. This is the Yakuza Prince. And he's a sweet guy. You would let him do almost anything to you at this point.
The phone disappears into his pocket before his right hand joins the other on your ass, kneading your round flesh and spreading you open for him. And then you moan loudly into the small space of the luxury car as Yuuji's velvety tongue flicks against your cum-leaking pussy, gathering his cum on his tongue and licking it all up. His mouth is so sweet on you, warm and soft, and so fucking talented.
His tongue leaves a hot wet trail all over your inner thighs, licking up all the cum that already ran down your legs, and then he's back to eating your pussy from behind, so eager to eat his whole birthday creampie.
You bury your face in your hands, moaning and sobbing his name as his tongue and lips bring you to a second orgasm, hot and intense. Yuuji moans against your wet folds, eagerly pushing his tongue into you, letting you ride out your high on his mouth until the heavenly spasms slowly subside and the horny fog lifts off your brain.
Strong hands gently stir you onto the passenger seat, and Yuuji slumps down on the driver's seat with a happy sigh.
"Wow, what a nice birthday gift!"
You smile softly, feeling exhausted but so sated and brimming with happiness after that second high. This whole night is crazy but in the best way.
Your thoughts get interrupted by a chuckle, and you turn your head to look at the Yakuza Prince.
He's scratching his hair, looking at you sheepishly as he holds up your ruined panties with the other hand.
"Um, I guess you need new ones... and a new blouse for work too. Sorry. I got a bit wild."
You shake your head in amusement and laugh too.
"It's fine. It was worth it, and it's your birthday after all. You can be as wild as you want."
You definitely wouldn't mind it if Yuuji got wild with you again. He beams at you, tan face alight with happiness and mischief as he points at your ruined panties which dangle from his index finger.
"Can I keep them?"
He smiles happily when you nod and shoves them into the pocket of his suit pants and grins that boyish grin again that looks so sweet and attractive.
"I'll replace them, of course. Let me take you lingerie shopping sometime, ok?"
You burst out laughing again. He is so sweet and funny and at the same time so sexy, and you have no idea whether he is aware of it.
The thought of going underwear shopping with this rich and sexy Yakuza Prince is definitely too tempting to pass. Especially when you think of what you could do afterwards.
"Ok. If you let me model the purchases for you afterwards. In your bedroom, maybe?"
"I would love that! Should I get a pole installed in my bedroom for the occasion?"
"I'm surprised you don't already have one."
"Oh, usually I just go to one of our strip clubs for that. But I definitely wouldn't mind a private show from you!"
Your eyes meet, and both of you burst out laughing at the same time. His honey eyes sparkle cheekily, and the butterflies in your stomach do summersaults when he winks and blesses you with one of those sweet grins again.
Yuuji lets his gaze travel over your ripped blouse and then grabs his suit jacket and shoves it into your arms.
"Here, take that, please, so you won't get cold."
You put on his Tom Ford jacket and smile because it is definitely the most expensive item of clothing you have ever worn. It smells like Yuuji's expensive perfume, fresh and alluring, and you are glad that you can take it home with you. Maybe you will cuddle it tonight and dream about your cute Yakuza Prince.
He drives you home, one warm hand resting on your thigh again, caressing your skin gently. Singing once again loudly along to the music blasting from the speakers. His voice sounds so pretty and sexy, filling you with bubbly happiness. He only stops singing to lean over and steal kisses from you when he has to stop at the red lights on the way to your apartment.
Your heart is racing, and the butterflies in your belly have become even wilder. The Young Tiger is driving you crazy. You can't help but really like the whole package that the Yakuza Prince is. The world he pulled you into is so crazily decadent, but he moves in it as if it's just a regular life.
He doesn't act superior or arrogant. Yuuji is just Yuuji. He's sweet and funny and sexy, and somehow he seems so innocent despite the naughty things he does and despite being the Prince of an organized crime syndicate.
Once you reach your street, he parks his red Porsche in front of the apartment complex you live in, turning to smile at you.
You feel regret that your night with Yuuji is over now. You aren't quite ready to let him go. What if you never see him again? Or what if you run into him again at the Red Velvet club and he doesn't remember you? What if his talk about taking you lingerie shopping was just a little fun comment?
But before you can worry too much, Yuuji asks in that smooth honey-like voice:
"Hey, do you want to come to my birthday party?"
You can't stop the big grin from spreading over your face as you nod happily.
"I would love to! Thank you for the invitation. When and where?"
"Gimme your phone, please, sweetie."
You hand it to him and watch with a rapid beating heart as Yuuji holds it up to snap a selfie in which he is smiling brightly and making the heart sign with his free hand.
He adds his number to your contacts with his name and a tiger emoji and, of course, adds the picture he just took, before pressing the phone back into your hands.
"Text me or call me when you wake up, and I'll give you the details. Oh, and if you ever crave pizza..."
He pulls a little business card out of his pocket and hands it proudly to you: Tiger Pizza.
Before you can say anything, Yuuji's warm lips are on yours again for one last kiss, gentle and sweet and a bit longer than a goodnight kiss is supposed to be. He pulls away with a sexy little flick of his tongue.
When you get out of his sports car, he waits until you have unlocked your front door and turn around to give him a little wave. Yuuji waves back, and the last thing you see before walking into your house is the sunshine smile on his pretty face.
You watch him drive away, a bit too fast, as usual. Probably waking up the whole neighborhood with the loud howl of the Porsche engine. But you are sure that no one will complain if they find out the guy making all that noise was the Yakuza Prince.
The music blasting in his car drifts faintly to your ear. You can hear the intro of a new song, "Go shorty, it's your birthday!"
Oh yes, it definitely is his birthday!
Yayy, that was my second birthday fic for Yuuji bae, this time the Yakuza Prince edition! Thank you so much for reading! This got a lot longer than I thought, but it was so much fun to develop Yakuza Yuuji further, and I can absolutely say that I am in love with both Itadori brothers! Please let me know how you like the Yakuza Prince version of Yuuji! I find it very endearing that he shares the love for creampies with his older brother lol. He can drive me around Tokyo anytime he likes!!
I’m a simple woman. I just want a big man who everyone thinks looks scary and intimidating, to wrap me up in his big arms and nuzzle the back of my neck like the teddy bear he truly is.
hii, so this is my first time actually asking someone something. but i saw that you write for dracula from castlevania, so i just wanted to ask if you could maybe make a fluff fanfic for him??
hey, i actually haven’t posted any fics in about 6 months and i don’t think i plan on writing anymore, so i’m sorry to decline your request :( i hope you can find it elsewhere!
it’s becoming hard to come into this blog, as in i come on here and feel guilty that i haven’t posted.
it is my fault that i let so many requests pile up when i thought i could handle them. and now i can’t even stand to look at them without feeling drained
but even when i went into google docs earlier to look at some of my work to get inspired to write, instead i was met with embarrassment. i was considering quitting-
but i’m willing to give it until the end of the year before i make a final decision
i just wanted to update y’all on how i’m feeling bc i’ve been very quiet on here, just talking and posting fics wise
i’m sorry to those waiting on requests or part 2s i just wanna get out of this hole of guilt and no motivation first
Hey inky! Would you be down to write a daichi anal and size kink drabble for your event? If yes, thank you in advance! <33
CAN’T RUN, CAN’T HIDE | DAICHI SAWAMURA X F!READER
part of my a whole lotta lewd event! [ details | masterlist | CLOSED ]
warnings: 18+, dom!daichi, anal!!!!!!, size kink, impact play (just one spank), mild degradation
a/n: JKLAGIHOFSBUKNDJGAHFIOGANSDI;FLFNGSJKFEASNGOIJ that’s all i can say. wow. WOW. i’m fucking. wo.w yeah. also. @luvrinnie my fellow anal slut psspspspspspps
with your back arched, ass up in the air, and three of daichi’s gloriously thick fingers wedged in your tight, little hole, this position should be humiliating. you should be ashamed at being so exposed and spread out, but at this point you can’t bring yourself to care, not when drool is trailing from the corner of your lips and unshed tears are accumulating at your lashline from the sheer intensity of the stretch.
“wan’ your cock,” you slur, all but collapsed on the bed, the firm grip daichi has on your hip the only thing keeping your knees from buckling. “sawamura, please, i want it ‘nside.”
he groans, a deep vibration that zings through your nerve endings and has your untouched cunt fluttering in need. “no can do, baby,” he says, voice strained. “i’ll break you.”
you tilt your head downwards to look between your legs, neck protesting in pain, and catch a glimpse of his cock, hard and heavy. the sheer sight of it makes you gulp, pussy throbbing with the desire to have it fill you, but more than that, your ass wants something more than his fingers to stretch you open. you want that intimidating length—one that was hard enough to take in your pussy after three orgasms—pushing against the thigh rim of you ass and making your eyes roll back at the size of it.
“please.” you’re broken, voice nothing more than a fractured plea. “i can take it, i swear, i’ll take it.”
he sucks in a breath, hesitantly removing his fingers and making you whine at the emptiness. “if you’re sure.”
tentatively, his palms pull your asscheeks apart, putting your clenched hole on display to him. he ruts his cock against you and your fingers tighten into fists at the promise of being stuffed so close yet so far.
“please, i’ll—oh m’god, oh fuck!”
the glistening head of his cock pushes against your hole and it feels so good that you lose your train of thought. your body instinctively tries to move against the unfamiliar sensation, hips swaying forward, but a unyielding hold on your waist keeps you in place.
“where’re you running, baby? you just told me that you want this, remember?”
“i do!” you sob, heat searing between your legs as he grunts.
daichi tries again, this time making sure that you can’t move, pushing in and watching hungrily as your hole desperately tries to adjust to his size.
“fuck,” he says, grinning as your thighs tremble when the tip finally fits inside. “look at that. your ass is just sucking me in.”
you can’t find it in you to respond, not when it feels like every time he inches his cock in, your sanity is inching out. all you can focus on is the fullness inside you, the stretch of his cock that has you whimpering like a bitch.
“so, so good,” you mumble, head lolled to the side on the blankets, elbows long given way to exhaustion. “it’s too big, can fuckin’ feel you—fuck—ev’rywhere.”
daichi squeezes his eyes shut as you involuntarily tighten around him, the slick, hot, vice-like grip your ass has on him quickly withering away his restraint.
“yeah?” he slides in another inch and you scramble for purchase, back arching more lewdly. “fuckin’ slut. you like it in the ass this much? you like it when you’re taking a cock too big for you in this tiny hole?”
for good measure, he spanks your ass quick and hard, and you let out a sweet, high-pitched moan that sounds like music to his ears. one of his fingers slips down to toy with your clit, just the slightest, and it’s enough of a distraction for him to thrust the rest of his fat cock inside your tight walls.
“ah,” you breathe, brain trying to comprehend the feeling of being filled to the brim, stretched so far open that it should hurt, but all you can feel is a pleasure that singes your nerves and overwhelms you to the point where you don’t know where you end and daichi begins. “i-i think ‘m g-gonna—”
he traces another circle on your clit and curses as you jerk in pleasure. “oh fuck, baby, you’re enjoying this, aren’t you? fucking—shit—clenching down on me so hard, fuck.”
the added stimulation to your clit immediately sends you down a precipice you didn’t know you were on, your orgasm washing over you and taking you by surprise. you can barely even move, the waves of euphoria making your toes curl and muscles twist in on themselves, vision going white. you pull a guttural noise from daichi as you push back against him, hole pulsating around his cock in the best way possible. it feels like hours until you can finally breathe again, lungs gasping for oxygen.
“did you just—?” daichi’s cock throbs inside you as you shakily look at him. “did you just cum?”
you nod, biting down on your lip, every ounce of energy zapped from your body from your orgasm.
“god, that’s hot,” he murmurs, brows furrowed as he narrows his gaze on the place where he’s inside you. “guess it’s good to know that my girl’s a slut for anal, huh?”
“what do you—oh. fuck!”
he rocks his hips inside you, every ridge and vein along his shaft sparking electricity inside you as it rubs against your walls.
“gonna be doing this a lot more often,” he mutters, heat pooling in his gut at the way your hole refuses to let him go. “this ass is too fuckin’ cute to not be stuffed full.”
if you enjoyed, reblogs + comments are appreciated!
aone wearing a baby carrier at the grocery store. people walking by are terrified of him and scared for his tiny daughter too because of just how huge and intimidating and unsmiling he is…until his child kicks out her pudgy little legs and looks up at him, giggling and babbling a cute “da-da!” while raising her arms and making grabby fists. and the expression he makes when he looks down at her—a heartachingly soft and gentle look—makes them all feel like fools for ever thinking he was anything but that.
SO NOW imagineeeee Yami and jealous sex. I believe this man would take all his jealousy and anger out on you but fucking you so hard.
- 🐃 i think this is the right emoji idk since im on my computer-
first of all, I am so sorry for not getting to this earlier my sweet baby. I love you so much and I’m sorry for being so late but pls come flood my inbox with yami thirsts anytime you want 🥺
warnings: public sex, impact play, choking, jealous sex, rough sex, fingering, clit slapping, squirting, overstimulation, creampie, cum play
yami sees you chatting a little to friendly with fuegoleon at a festival and he usually just shrugs it off and continues enjoying his sake but this time he wants to teach you a lesson just for the fun of it. he lets you chat with the man for a couple more minutes before sets his drink down and comes up and wraps his thick arm around your waist and pulls you into his chest. yami is not a man that doesn’t care about what others think, so he leans down to whisper in your ear about how he’s gonna fuck you till you scream out his name so that everyone knows before he brings his hand back and lands a loud smack down on your ass all in front of a now uncomfortable fuegoleon. he’s a tad jealous that his girl is talking to another man so of course he’s gonna have to teach her a lesson.
you clench your thighs together in anticipation when he drags you behind a building and picks you up and tosses you on crate before shoving his trousers down to free his leaking cock. you can’t even get a word out before he’s shoving his fingers into your cunt to prep you before he ruins your guts. he’s quick to shove his fingers that were once in your cunt now into your mouth as he stuffs your pussy with his pulsating cock. he’s brought his hand down to your throat and squeezes it as he jackhammers into you. the crate is creaking from his heavy thrusts, the slap of his balls against your ass is echoing through the ally, the way he’s fucking you so hard is creating a mess between your legs, and the way he’s grunting is going straight to your pussy. you’re going dizzy from the way his hand is wrapped so tightly around your neck and your eyes roll back from the way his cock is filling you up so well and hitting your spot over and over again until your toes curl and your body to tense up from the overstimulation.
you know he’s close because he’s starting to thrust so hard that you think you might have bruises on your thighs. he pulls you which makes you whine but before you can say anything, brings his hand down on your clit and gives it a hard smack. he does this over and over until you’re squirting onto his chest and thighs. you don’t get a rest from your orgasm before he shoves it cock right back into you and cums hard. his cum shoots out in thick ropes and you feel his cock jump and twitch from the pleasure. once he’s done, he slowly pulls to make sure no cum is wasted and he quickly brings your panties back up to trap his cum in you. he gives you a sweet kiss and a little pat on your clit before he leads you back fo the festival and practically shoves you towards fuegoleon’s way. he doesn’t care if you’re talking to the other man now. the two of you know that you’ve got his cum oozing out of your cunt and he couldn’t care less. he goes back to his seat and resumes his drinking as he watches you pathetically try to keep his cum in.
I hope you liked this and I’m sorry for being so late 🥺
just imagining him at a club/frat party. his 'girlfriend' (being very generous bc who ever keeps sero for long?) at the time is in the bathroom, fixing her makeup. she's made him hold her drink so he's leaning on the wall outside the bathroom door, eyes bored as he idly taps his thumb along the cups rim. and then. then he sees you. the quiet, so called shy girl in his class. always ducking away from compliments and ppl looking at you, dressed like a proper slut as you anxiously clutch your solo cup to your chest, nibbling your lip. when your eyes meet seros, campus known sleezeball, you can't help the nervous skip in your chest when his grins lazily at you. with his girlfriend right in another room, he has no shame letting out a low wolf whistle when you walk by. his eyes are pinned on you, even when his gf comes back out and plants a sticky kiss on the corner of his mouth. he's not even paying attention t'her. distantly says "be right back" n hands her her cup, slinking off in the direction you went.
the rest of the night his gf is spent looking for him, ignoring ppls knowing pitying looks when she asks if they've seen him, letting out a breath of relief when she opens all the guest bedrooms and doesn't find anything that would hurt her. not knowing that just outside, in the back of the truck he'd drove them both here in, sero is laying you down on his backseat, flipping up your skirt as you whine and say "this is bad sero- you're-" but you're cut off with a moan you feel him rub over your slick panties. "nothing that feels good is bad, baby. spread your legs so i can show you"
warnings: smut, daddy kink, size kink, choking, full nelson, creampie
todo doesn’t think he’ll ever get tired of it. there’s always a moment when he lines himself up with your dripping entrance starts burying himself inside you where you let out the most pitiful cry and look up at him through wet lashes.
“you’re too big.”
it’s music to his ears, your quiet sniffles and hiccups as he works his fat cock inside inch by thick inch, the lewd squelch from your cunt as it clamps down hard around him.
“breathe, baby. this pretty pussy remembers how to take me, i know she does.” he leans forward to kiss you, licking at the roof of your mouth and smiles inwardly when you first shiver then relax against him, allowing him to press forward a bit more.
it’s always a struggle trying to fit himself inside you but he wouldn’t trade it for the world. he knows you wouldn’t either. todo swears he can see your mind going blank when he finally bottoms out and you realize just how much bigger he is then you. the sight of you with half lidded eyes, panting and drooling just from being stuffed full is enough to tear a growl loose from the back of his throat.
“atta fucking girl.” you whine in embarrassment at his tone but squeeze him so tight todo’s eyes roll back in his skull. “you feel that, angel? it’s all for you, all yours, sweet girl.”
“i feel you, daddy, i feel you...” you take hold of his hand and guide it to the base of your neck, “here.”
his world spins and narrows down until you’re the only thing he can see, the only thing he can think of. todo ruts into you like a man possessed. he feels like one as he chokes off a scream and your walls flutter wildly around him. possessed by the need to wring as many orgasms from you as possible.
he should get a mirror next time, he thinks as he manhandles you until your back is pressed to his chest, legs trapped uselessly in his arms as he jackhammers his hips against yours. he wants to see the faces you make when he treats you like this, like a hole made for him to fuck however he wants. it doesn’t help that you’re so eager, letting him maneuver you into any position. just a perfect little fucktoy for him to dump his cum into.
“daddy’s favourite fucktoy.” he makes sure to whisper in your ear as you come down from your third high of the night, a mixture of both your cum leaking from your abused hole and spilling onto his still hard cock.
in the morning, he’ll be apologetic when he sees the aftermath of how rough he treated you. the limp in your step and your hoarse voice. but the future is far from his mind now and he’s sure you’ve still got one more orgasm waiting for him to find.
omg! i hit another follower milestone thank you so much!! so in celebration i decided to host a collab!
idea credit: @stariwrites and @fuwushiguro
THE THEME IS… flowers! i love flowers and i use a lot of garden/floral metaphors in my writing so i wanted to do an event centered around flowers!
ETA: this collab is now closed !! i said originally i was gonna add more slots and i did but after looking more into it i felt like i was getting repetitive so it is now closed! <3
HOW IT WORKS:
This collab is open to any fandom at all! Once a character is claimed you cannot write for it so first come, first serve!
DC is more than welcome, along with SFW and NSFW! Please tag appropriately and place under a readmore!
if it gets full i’ll add more slots !
Minimum word count is 500 words!
Send me the slot number you’d like and i’ll tell you the flower and the meaning of it! The meaning of the flower must be the theme of the fic! The flower is optional to show up.
If you have any questions please don’t hesitate to DM me!
it is just my luck to get angst for my baby but *sniffs* it will be the best angst i’ve ever written. this theme is so cute i had to enter bc it was unique <3
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