The Greatest Gift

The greatest gift

it's the most wonderful time of the year as they like to say so how about you recieve the best gift from santa on top of that 😈

this is suggestive perhaps??

Characters featured: mikey, hanma, baji, mitsuya

₊˚⊹♡ Mikey

You were joking when you asked for "Mikey" for christmas. You thought Hina and Emma knew you were joking.

So why the hell was Mikey currently tied up with a christmas ribbon and sitting under the christmas tree in your house, staring back at you with a slight smile?

"Merry christmas."

"I- HUH?!" you quickly covered your mouth, not wanting to be too loud at midnight. "Mikey, why are you in my house?" you whisper yelled.

"Emma and Hina jumped me." was his comically simple response. Well, it would be comically simple if Mikey didn't scare the living crap out of you just a few moments ago.

"That- That doesn't explain anything!" at this point, you've given up with trying to be quiet.

"I can't tell you anything more. I have no idea what's happening either."

"How are you so calm about this anyways?" you walked closer to him, inspecting the tag on the ribbon that said "Merry christmas from Emma and Hina".

"Now that I think of it, it is pretty weird to be kidnapped by your sister."

You're not even going to ask how they managed to get him in here without the keys.

"Well, uhhh... how about I unwrap you...?" you offered awkwardly after a small silence.

"Are you sure you want to do that? You'll unleash the true present by doing that." something... strange flashed behind his dark eyes.

"...What's that supposed to mean?"

"Oh, nothing. ♡"

₊˚⊹♡ Hanma

"Merry christmas. ♡" you froze at the sound of his voice.

You were woken up by some weird noise downstairs, quietly walking down to investigate the source. You even took a knife from the kitchen just in case.

But instead of a robber or kidnapper, what you found was Hanma Shuji tied up in a big red ribbon. Smiling at you.

"Don't you merry christmas me." you didn't know what to say or do. You were scared out of your mind just now and that combined with the strange sight in front of you made you at a loss of... anything, really.

"Woah, that's a big knife... What were you going to do with that?˜" he sounded more amused than anything.

"You little... I don't... What is even happening?" you dropped the knife on the ground.

"Someone told me that you want 'Hanma Shuji' for christmas."

"Well, you know what I thought I was going to get for christmas? Kidnapped, that's what!" you yelled, not even caring about how loud you are right now.

"Hahahah, how amusing!" he laughed, seeming very satisfied.

"You won't be saying that after the things I will do to you. You know you can't escape when you're tied up, right?" a smirk crossed your face suddenly. A sense of boldness overtook you.

"Oooh, aren't you bold. ♡" his smile only widened.

₊˚⊹♡ Baji

"No way." you had to do a double take when you saw what you thought you saw.

Turns out this christmas is more interesting than you thought it would be. A present from Toman ended up being Baji Keisuke in the flesh.

"Mmmf!" he's probably telling you to free him right now, which admittedly, is hard to do when your mouth is gagged.

"Wow, this is like, the best present I ever got. I gotta thank the boys later." you walked closer to him, kneeling down and inspecting him in all his tied up glory.

Baji looked half angry half embarrased, and honestly that just made you want to tease him more. You kissed his cheek, smiling cheekily.

"Hmmf..." you laughed a little at his face.

"Mmmf! Hmmm!"

"Okay, okay, I get it, I'll let you out. But that doesn't mean that I'm done with you just yet." you smiled, taking the bow of the ribbon into your hands to untie it.

"Mmm..?!"

₊˚⊹♡ Mitsuya

"Me and Mana have a surprise for you." Luna ran up to you all of a sudden.

"What is it?" you placed your hands on your knees to get closer to Luna's height.

"Wait till christmas." that was Luna's only response before running off to continue playing with Mana.

"Hmmm..." you hummed, a bit confused.

.

"Was this... Luna and Mana's gift?" you looked at the comically large christmas present under the tree. What in the world did those two give you?

You carefully removed the lid of the box, worried about the contents. Only to find Mitsuya inside.

"I- What the hell?" Luna and Mana sure are some evil children.

"I don't know either. Hakkai approached me just now and said "sorry" before wrapping me up and putting me in this box with no further explanation." his eyes never left yours.

"I think I know who's idea this was..." you stepped inside the box, sitting directly across from him. He raised an eyebrow.

"Your little sisters told me something about a surprise for christmas..."

"Oh my god. That explains... a lot." he looked as if he just made a big realisation. You couldn't help but laugh a little at the sight.

You pecked his lips all of a sudden, making him jump slightly. "Tell them thank you later."

"Shouldn't you be thanking them?" he smiled.

"No, I'm sure you'll be the one thanking them tommorow." His eyes widened at your mischevious smirk.

an early christmas present for my mikey, hanma, baji and mitsuya babes 💕

i want to make sure yall are well fed with that christmas dinner this year

reacting to tease!reader x tokyo revengers

a/n: sigh. i'm not even going to apologize. this is me as a girlfriend. i laughed while writing this. let me know if you want me to do more characters, my inbox is open ;) tw: extremely suggestive (honestly smut at this point), language, minors dni tokyo rev masterlist

sano (mikey) manjiro the two of you were cuddling on the couch while watching a movie that you definitely weren't paying attention to. your eyes flickered from the screen to mikey's face. unfortunately, he didn't seem to notice or at least didn't care. with a little smirk playing on your face, you turned your eyes back to the movie screen. you pretended to be so engrossed in the movie that you couldn't look away - while also trying to reach across to mikey for some popcorn. of course, you were paying attention to movie and it was so dark.. so you ever so innocently brushed your hand against his cock instead. you bit your lip to hold in a laugh as you felt his member immediately react to your hand. his head whipped to your eyes and you did your absolute best to look nonreactive. you turned to him with your head tilted saying, "what?" he searched your face before shaking his head, muttering that it was nothing and turning his eyes back to the movie, though he shifted closer to you, placing an arm around your shoulder. you pressed your lips together to hide your smile and you once again reached over, grabbing some popcorn and eating it (so as not to appear suspicious). reaching over once more, you make a scene of groping around for the popcorn, "accidentally" once more rubbing and grabbing at his already hard dick. your quest to find the popcorn bucket was interrupted when mikey tossed the bowl on the floor and pushed you onto your back on the couch. his brows were furrowed as he searched your eyes, a scowl on his face. unable to hold it in any longer, you let out a little giggle that soon erupted into a fit of laughter. he let out a low groan, pulling your hands up above your head. "you think that's funny?" he rubbed his hardness against you, "just wait until i make you choke on my cock."

draken ryuuguji you walked into draken's shop with an new plan. it always took at least a half-hour of convincing in order to finally get him to stop working and close up shop. well... hopefully the same wouldn't be said about today. the bells on the door jingled alerting draken of your presence. you smirked at the double-take he took as you pranced in, walking in the tinniest fucking skirt he'd ever seen. if that wasn't enough, you hopped up on the counter and sat, your lace panties in clear view. you didn't even bother crossing your legs as his eyes widened, his gaze turning hazy with lust. he worked his jaw, contemplating something. but you weren't done yet. oh, no. it would take more than that to convince ryuuguji. he coughed, turning back to the bike he was working on muttering a soft "fuck" under his breath. the next thing you did had his gaze returning right back to you and this time, it remained there. while he was busy trying to ignore you, you unwrapped a lollipop and stuck it in your mouth. you rolled it around in your mouth before taking it out of your mouth with a loud pop. he turned his head slowly, deliberately, as your eyes once more met his. you made a show of swirling your tongue around the ball of candy, hollowing your cheeks out - just in case he didn't get the memo. in response, draken let out a feral growl, tossing his wrench on the floor and grabbing you by the wrist firmly. his breath was hot on your neck as he whispered, "i hope you don't regret this later." you shivered as you felt his words vibrate against the shell of your ear and you held back the urge to rub your legs together. his hands moved under your thighs, lifting you off the counter and throwing you over his shoulder. "be prepared to be unable to walk tomorrow."

baji keisuke baji was easy to rile up, and even easier to tease because of it. so, you took every opportunity you got to mess with him. it was baji's mistake in the first place to offer to have you sit on his lap because there wasn't enough spots in the car. but what could he say? he was a gentleman! his mom raised him right, ok? however, you noticed quickly that with every bump and swerve the car took baji let out a sharp grunt. at first, you thought that you were hurting him - that maybe you were too heavy. that was, until you felt something poking at your ass. he was.. aroused? with this new information, you began to squirm in your "seat". with every bump, you brushed your ass against his dick, feeling it twitch with every subtle movement you made. turning around, you realized his face was beet red - hot to the touch, it seemed. his breathing was ragged and uneven, coming out in puffs. you bit your lip, reversing your position and facing him entirely, rubbing your core against him in the process. you feigned worry, your eyebrows knitting together as you said, "are you okay keisuke?" he sucked in a breath, only able to manage a nod. whoever was driving, you couldn't remember at this point, hit the breaks. your chest pushed up against baji's and you could feel every single part of him - hot, burning. hissed, grabbing your hips harshly in his hands. "ya better not be doin' that on purpose... don't think i can control myself if ya are.." you smirked, leaning in close to his ear and whispered, "and what if i am, keisuke?" a stifled groan and two hands on your ass were your clear answer.

chifuyu matsuno you were showering when you heard chifuyu walk into the bathroom, most likely to brush his teeth or something before bed. you hummed in thought, thinking now would be the perfect opportunity to tease him a little bit. you heard his voice mutter, "sorry, just forgot my phone in here, i'll be out in a sec-" not letting him finish his sentence, you opened the shower door. you stood there all in your wet and naked glory while you held onto his wrist. with doe like eyes you stared up at him and said, "you're not gonna stay chi-chi?" his eyes grew so wide you thought they might pop out of his head. at the same time, a fiery red spread up from his neck, reaching past his ears. he cleared his throat at least four times, trying to regain control of his vocal chords, the poor boy. unable to hide your smile any longer, your face broke out in a wide grin, "just kidding 'fuyu!" you giggled, causing him to shake his head. "you'll be the death of me, you know that, right?"

kazutora hanemiya when you heard the familiar jingle of his earring, you knew that was your cue. it was a blistering hot, summer day and even with every fan in your apartment on full blast, the a/c cracked up and the doors open, you were sweating. you had purposefully been waiting to pull your little stunt until he arrived home and thankfully you didn't have to wait very long. he called your name throughout your apartment, searching for you. when he found you in your room, you made of show of "not noticing" his presence. you moaned, letting out a suffering sigh, "oh, it's just so hot in here..." without missing a beat, you crossed your arms at your stomach, slowly peeling your top off your body, leaving you in only your bra and the shortest shorts you owned. you heard a gasp at the entrance to your room, but you paid it no mind. you took your time unclasping your bra, letting your tits bounce free. a smirk played at your lips as you heard a little whimper from kazutora. fluffing your hair, you continued to your shorts, slowly unzipping them and pulling them down your supple legs, kicking them off, leaving you in your little panties. it was then, you decided, you'd take notice of his presence. it was quite the sight to behold. his cock was straining in his pants, you could see that clearly, along with his flushed cheeks and heavy breathing. his gaze roamed across your body, flitting from your tits to your thighs, your panties then your legs, then back to your face. god, he was already looking like he was drunk on you. you dared to walk closer, taking little steps until your bare breasts rested flush against his chest. "tora... are you okay?" he groaned, his gaze flitting away from you, embarrassed. when his eyes met yours again, there was a fire ignited in them. "i need to go take a cold shower... do you wanna join me?"

mitsuya takashi halfway through your conversation, you found his eyes flitting back and force between your eyes... and your lips. eyes. lips. eyes. lips. you almost felt bad for him, he was trying to listen, he was. but not bad enough to slowly lean in, looking at him with hazy eyes. he stopped talking mid-sentence, taking your cue to lean in. just as your lips were about to meet, you pulled away with a little laugh, looking at him with smiling, sparkling eyes. he let out a little indignant huff, "you're not playing fair," he said before he pulled you by the arm onto his lap as you let out a little shriek. he kissed you harshly, something rather uncharacteristic for mitsuya who was usually so soft, delicate and caring. it's what you deserve for pushing his buttons, though, because the next thing you knew, you were gasping for air and moaning into his mouth. before you could even catch your breath he pressed his lips back onto yours, pushing his tongue past your lips and down your throat. you whimpered, trying and failing to get more air as his brows knit, pushing his lips further onto you while his hands rubbed up and down your arms. just when you thought you might pass out, he released you, a trail of spit still following between your lips. his eyes were darker than normal and took on a sort of glow they usually lacked. the two of you heaved in great, big breaths as you took in each others expressions of delirious joy. he cradled your face in his hands, meeting your foreheads together as he said between breaths, "do that..to me... again... and i don't know... if i'll be able to... hold back.."

ran haitani who better to tease than the king of teasing? he has it coming, after all! if you're going to tease ran, it's better to go big or go home, right? so, you decided to innocently ask for his keys. as he was about to reach for them in his pocket, you decided to get them yourself. reaching into the sides of his pants, you oh-so-accidentally grabbed his cock and gave it a little yank. biting down a laugh you said, "oh, i don't think it's in this pocket" and moved over to the other side of his pants, where you found his keys, but not before making sure you brushed your hand against his dick again, just for good measure. you relished the fact that his hips bucked as you rummaged through his pants. just as you pulled your hand away, smiling as innocently as you could and saying a quick, "thanks!" his hands were on either of your wrists. "oh hell no, baby. there's no fuckin' way you didn't mean to do that." you made a show of turning your head to the side and saying, "what're you talkin' 'bout ran?" he practically growled as he slid his hand further up to intertwine your hand with his own and pulled it down to his crotch. "really? you're gonna pretend you didn't just feel up my cock just now?" you rose an eyebrow, shaking your head in confusion, still biting your lip to try to hold in your laugh. just as he scoffed in disbelief, you couldn't hold it in any longer and let out a loud bark of laughter. his eyes widened as a smirk grew on his face. taking your face in his hands, he spoke near a whisper, "trust me doll-face, ya won't be laughin' when i have ya cummin' on my dick."

DIGITAL TEARDROP + a night between you and your boyfriend, Choso, where the two of you are especially needy for each other. It's just too bad that you're away on a business trip. There are ways around this though. Available on ao3.

CONTENT WARNINGS + afab reader, smut, mature language, explicit adult content, general submissive/dominant behavior, teasing, both switches, sex toys, dirty talk

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When you found yourself away from your boyfriend for work, it wasn’t uncommon for you to lull the soft beast to sleep with a stimulating phone call – just to soothe his hard time sleeping without you there; without your soft body next to him. “I’ll bet you’re tired from work.” You whisper into your cellphone for him to hum on the other end. Choso runs a hand along his bare abs. He hangs onto every syllable of every word that passes between your pretty lips – imagines those lips in compromising positions.

How could you ask him something like that though? He freelances from home. His workday is easy enough but yours? He knows you’re in and out of meetings all day, has to text you periodically to make sure that you’re finding time to eat – to nourish that beautiful body of yours. Take care of yourself baby, he texts you nearly every hour of these business trips. You carry your company on your back, unintentionally deprive yourself basic self care, and still have the audacity to ask him if his day was stressful? You still have enough care at the end of the day to worry about him? He silently wishes that you knew how perfect you were, wishes that you could see yourself the way he sees you.

Choso was worried that a long distance relationship wouldn’t work well for him but you make every minute the two of you spend on the phone during your business trips throw all of that worry away. “You’re perfect,” His gruff voice comes clear through the phone. “You know that?”

His heart warms up at your giggle, hearing the mattress settle beneath you as you fall back on it. You’re usually so good at not letting anyone hear you tired and beaten but a soft sigh escapes your mouth when you feel the hotel blankets hit your back, so relieved to have made it through this day. “Let me take care of you tonight.” He sits up. “I know you packed it.” Your bright pink vibrator that you usually use on yourself after you dirty talk your boyfriend into an orgasm to send him to sleep.

“Come on,” He muses, knowing that you’re going to do whatever he asks anyway. “Take it out of your little purse and play with it a little.” Choso plays with the tight band of his boxers, teasing himself. You obey him, reaching your shaking hand into your bag and pulling the toy out. Your boyfriend seems dead set on being the one to take care of you this time, being the one to give.

You obey him, wanting it just as badly. Choso’s lone finger never leaves his boxers. He staves off the desire to dive right in, to rush this. “Slowly.” He starts off mostly warning himself to be gentle but finds his voice fast. “Unbutton your blouse slowly.” You place the toy next to you in bed and obey your boyfriend, trusting that he knows what to do – now that he’s in control.

Your fingers dance their way down the front of your work shirt, polished, professional, on the floor of your hotel room quickly. You shut your eyes and put your phone on speaker, leaving it flat on the duvet as well. “Unhook it.” He says, as if he’s sitting in the room with you and can see your palms smoothing over the lace of your bra. Your fingers, minds of their own, unsnap the black hooks so quickly that you may have broken one. Choso’s sexy voice is heavy on your ears and you can’t focus on anything else. It's almost like he's directly in your head.

Your hands stay still, awaiting a new order from your master; being so good and only doing as he says. “Nipples.” You groan out as you click them with your index finger, taking the time to lick the finger tips and return to the hardening buds. Choso hears your moans coming from the other end, still committed to not fisting his cock too soon, he settles for palming the heavy erection through the fabric of his boxers. His palm slips gently on the wet patch he’s creating, wishes he could be with you and touching your own wet spots. He knows you, you’re always so quick to make a little puddle. Sometimes with just a glance of his eyes. He’s barely even touched you and you’re soaked. Always so easy to rile up.

“Squeeze them.” The both of you squeeze yourselves at the same time. Your hands fondle your chest, nails digging into the flesh in sweet pain. Choso’s big hands engulf his dick print and pull a moan out of his mouth. The two of you whimper in unison as you play with your hypersensitive bodies, pretending that you’re touching each other and not yourselves.

Your boyfriend gets lost to the sensation of his own hands, thinking of yours, and realizes that he could come just like this while listening to you moan into the mic. He doesn’t need to wrap his hands around his throbbing cock at all. This is almost enough. You hear him let out a harsh breath and he pulls his hands away from his body. Your entire body is heating up though, your arousal growing with each pinch of your own nipple. “More.” You cry out, begging your boyfriend to let you give yourself more. You usually break under his gaze so soon so you let your imagination wander. You let yourself pretend that you’re at home with him in your shared bed, letting him feel you up. Soon hands wander down to your wobbling thighs – stopping to pinch at the fat of your tummy. Every touch is the exact way he would do it. It’s not long before you realize that you’re not even disobeying him. Choso’s voice is like honey waves in your ears, directing you in every movement and you’re just that lost to the sensations.

“C-can I,” You gulp mid sentence and squeeze your thighs in frustration. He hears you swallow around each breath and finally yanks his boxers down to kick them to the foot of the bed. "Cho, can I turn it on yet? N-need… need it." He deems your voice needy and pathetic enough to allow you to turn your vibe on. He hears it roar to life from his end of the phone call.

It automatically starts on the highest speed but before you can touch it to your dripping pussy, he interjects. “Turn it all the way down, darling.” Choso can hear you groan and kick your feet a bit like the spoiled princess you are. He can’t give you orgasm after orgasm like he usually does when you're naked and beneath him in bed. This is the best he’s got, a slow build up and a long tease. Remote or not, he’s going to make you come just as hard as you deserve.

Choso sucks in a harsh breath when he tells you to press it to your clit and rub slow circles into the sensitive flesh, picturing the exact scene in the theater of his mind.

He can hear the exact moment the vibrating device makes contact with you. He loves the shocked sound you make, that little squeak. Maybe it’s more like a yelp, doesn’t matter. It’s followed by a pretty long drawn out whine that he stores in his memory banks for wanks in the future. “Be gentle with yourself, baby.” Your pussy Is pulsing, demanding quick circles and fast strokes. You huff, one hand gripping the pillow beneath you and the other working gingerly between your trembling thighs. Your thoughts hit many places but eventually they land on him. You’re only able to think of him, aubergine hair and dark glinting eyes between your soaking legs instead. “Cho, stop teasing me,” You cry out, begging without begging him.

“It’s not that I’m teasing you. You need to have the orgasm that you deserve, baby. Build up to it. It’s not just about getting off. Want you to feel every bit of it. As if I was there to hand deliver it to you.” Choso’s velvet voice controls your every movement, demands easy to obey. You only whine at his explanation, not willing to hear him out while your thoughts are so carnal. “Turn it up one more time, run it along your whole slit.” Your polished nail presses into the button that controls the vibration speed, successfully turning the toy up a notch and making your whines come much more frequently. Choso soaks your pretty sounds in, his fist working himself a little quicker. “You know what I would do to you if I was there, don’t you?”

Your thoughts race far beyond your own pleasure. You don’t even consider his question, asking your own instead. As a natural giver, you’d be on your knees before all else. You moan out loud when the image of Choso’s face scrunched up in pleasure enters your mind. The wet sound against the motorized toy is pounding in your ears. He curls his toes and pulls his fingers over his mouth to hide the embarrassing mewls but, when you would press your tongue flat against the base and let the tip hit the back of your throat over and over, sneaky fingers coming up go fondle at his constricting balls, Choso would whimper shamelessly. It’d be inevitable. He can't control himself and keep up that tough exterior when you’ve got him squirming and feeling so good beneath you.

“Hah..ha.” He moans on the other end of the phone, voice cracking and spit-slick cock red and ready to erupt in his face. You press the tip of your vibrator further into your clit and cry out his name as the shockwaves cause you to twitch, body no longer in control of its movements. Your thighs go slick and you keen, wishing he were there to press his palm to your cheek and ground you.

He obliges the needy whispers, not wanting to edge you from glory. “Up another notch.” You sigh and he hears the change in vibration speed. Choso grips his cock and almost forgets what he’s supposed to be doing as he strokes himself to the sounds you’re making. “Focus on my voice for a minute.” He breathes raggedly, picking up pace on himself. He manages to keep his voice calm but you can hear the smacking of his palm on the skin of his dick, can hear him spit thickly on his palm to lube himself up and then return to jerking himself smoothly. Somehow your boyfriend keeps his voice steady. “Picture me there, Y/N. My lips on your neck…” He trails off for a minute, almost lost in his own fantasy. “Muh-my tongue running over your skin and in your ear. Can you do that, pretty girl?”

“Yes!” You cry out in earnest, working so hard for your man, making such a big mess on this hotel bedspread. His voice comes back as fast as yours does and his words are all you need to hear before you’re cumming hard on the device for him. He praises you so sweetly, letting you know exactly how well you always do for him, how perfect you are, how perfect your body is – made just for him. He fucks his own fist, hips bucking straight through the opening and as hard as he would be drilling into you if he had you the way he wanted you. For a blank minute of euphoria, his palm feels just like the tight heat of your cunt and is enough to milk him until he runs dry – spurting onto his own chest.

A full minute passes, nothing but the sounds of the two of you catching your breaths. “Are you okay, Y/N?” He sounds out, voice normal and balanced again. He’s about to call out again when you finally muster up the energy to respond, assuring him that you’re okay – just out of breath. Choso is relieved that he didn’t push you too hard and made you cum so hard that you’re probably still riding Holy waves of pleasure. He wishes that he could be there to kiss you and lick up and mess that you left in the wake of your blind ecstasy but he settles for pressing his lips to his palm and caressing his own cheek, while whispering of how much he loves you – a small teardrop shining down his cheek as a reminder of how much he misses you.

I BROKE MY RULES FOR YOUR LOVE!

↺ pairing : gojo satoru x fem!reader

↺ content warnings : nsfw content (mdni),

↺ synopsis : your fwb had set very clear boundaries between the both of you, but what will you do when he suddenly spills put his feelings while fucking your brains out?

↺ author's note : have this lil' satoru blurb while I work on the skk 3some fic <3 this is not proofread and I wrote this at 2 am, pls have mercy 💀

"No feelings attached, okay?" Satoru's cheek was resting on his palm as he muttered those words. "Would never dream of it," you shrugged, sticking your tongue out at him when he rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah, try not to fall in love with me, sweetheart," he smirked, gazing at you with those beautiful sky blue eyes.

You two made that deal 4 months ago.

Your legs were now hiked up on Satoru's broad shoulders, hips rolling against yours languidly as he savoured the look of pure bliss on your face. Your hair was splayed out on the bed, moonlight seeping in from the slightly ajar window and illuminating the both of you. He looked beautiful; bright blue eyes glowing with endless lust for you, and an emotion you couldn't exactly decipher.

His breath hitched in his throat when you clamped down on him, slick dripping down his dick to his balls, soaking his silk bedsheets below. "doin' so good f'me, baby," his hand reached down from your thighs to your core, rubbing quick but soft circles on the delicate bud. This was unusual of him; he was never this soft with you, treating you so gently as if you're made out of glass. He would always take you from behind, pushing your head into the pillows as he wrecked your insides. But it was different this time, very different. It didn't feel like he was fucking you, instead making love to you.

Your head tilted back in pleasure when he softly pinched your clit, spitting on your pussy and smearing it on your bundle of nerves. "Best— best fuckin' pussy ever," he growled, speeding up his pace. "Oh— shitshit, 'toru! Right there mmph—" you gasped, fingers clenching the sheets, biting on your bottom lip to suppress your moans but he wasn't having any of that. His thumb slipped in your mouth, intense gaze hinting at you to suckle on it; and you do, whimpering when he grunted out a 'good girl', "fuckin' love this cunt— love you—" he choked out, pushing his cock as deep as it could go, tip pressing against your cervix, making your eyes roll back into your skull, spraying your arousal all over his cock. He groaned when he saw how much of a mess you had made all over him, cock starting to harden again when— "Did- did you just say you love me?" His eyes widened.

He was fucked.

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i know we just met, but i love you

synopsis: love at first sight with the tokyo revengers men.

characters: manjiro 'mikey' sano, takashi mitsuya, chifuyu matsuno

genre: fluff

warnings: none (i think...?)

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manjiro 'mikey' sano

"ken-chinnnn" the leader of the toman whined at his taller friend. draken rolled his eyes in response, "no mikey, drop it."

"come onnnn-" the said man pouted exaggeratedly, "what did i do wrong?"

"nothing." the delinquent replied taking his wallet out of the pocket of his jacket, "you just don't need to eat twenty-five taiyaki."

"sorry to bother you but there are a lot of people who are waiting take their orders so if you could-" daiki, as it was written on his name tag, tried to cut them off from behind the counter.

for the past ten minutes, the two delinquents were arguing about their order. draken wanted to buy mikey five taiyaki, while mikey wanted his friend to buy him twenty-five of them.

draken turned his head to the cashier, "yeah, so five taiyaki and-"

"twenty-five taiyaki." "damn you-"

"hurry up! unlike other people, some of us have important things to do!" a customer yelled from the back of the line.

manjiro snapped his head to the back of the line, narrowing his eyes at the older man who had just yelled at him. "see now you're making people angry, mikey. 'm not gonna spend ¥5,272 on snacks."

"i need to eat a lot if i want to be taller!"

"for the last time. you won't get taller! you are at your maximum height!"

"alright! i'm not going through this again." a soft voice cut both of them before they could start the same argument they had 2 minutes ago. "daiki, i'll pay for their order- just make his goddamn snacks, please."

when manjiro turned to look at the person who 'saved his life', he felt like he has just died and miraculously came back to life as he made eye contact with you.

you were... pretty.

his eyes were set on you, taking in every single detail he could as if he was scared to forget how you look the second he'll look away.

"thank you, but that's not necessary!" draken politely thanked you as you grabbed your fidelity card of the small shop.

"don't worry about it! after all, those fidelity points have to be used for something." you waved him off, looking back at daiki, "could you also add my regular oder with that, please daiki?"

"o-of course, (y/n)!" the young worker quickly tapped your oder in the computer, a red hue covering his cheeks when you smiled at him.

"mikey, what do you say?" draken looked at his friend, hinting him to thank you, but his words fell into deaf ears as mikey kept looking at you like you hung the moon and stars in the sky.

"mikey?" He nudged the said man's shoulder trying to snap him out of his thoughts, only to be ignored once more.

the tall blond dropped the smile as he turned to his friend hitting the side of his head, finally snapping him out of his thoughts, "mikey!"

"um? what?" mikey barely glanced at draken when he responded, his heartbeat increasing when you looked back at him with your receipt in hand.

"i said, what do you say to the girl who just bought you your snacks?" he replied, glancing between the two of you clearly wondering why his friend was acting weird all of the sudden.

"marry me."

ken ryuguji never whipped his head to look at his friend so fast in his life. What the hell did he just said?!

you felt your face warm up at his words, chuckling as you walk past him, placing your hand on his shoulder, "do you ask every girl who buys you snacks to marry you?"

manjiro felt like he was in heaven when you stood closer to him. how can someone be so pretty and be so nice and smell so good and be so pretty at the same time.

"what?" toman's leader came back down to earth when you handed him the box filled of taiyaki. "did i say that out loud?" manjiro mumbled, frowning to himself. before looking back at you, just to see you making your way outside. "hey- wait!"

he tossed the snacks at draken jogging to meet you outside of the shop. "w-wait!"

you turned to look at him, the soft summer breeze sweating through your hair, leaving your face completely out in the open, "yes?"

"you're (y/n), right?" he asked remembering how the cashier called you when you were ordering, "i'm mikey..." he wanted to say something else but the words got caught in his throat when you smiled at him.

"nice to meet you, mikey" you replied before your eyes drifted behind him to the small group of guys that were looking at the two of you intensely, the 'ken-chin' guy from earlier standing with them. "i think your friends are waiting for you"

manjiro glanced back to see his best friends looking at them with knowing looks on their faces, "never mind them- this is- you are more important."

you looked away from him, his intense eye contact making your face feel warm, "you really know how to talk to girls you know?"

"thank you for earlier... the snacks and all..."

"that was 2 months worth of fidelity points- you better eat every single one of those taiyaki" you playfully warned the gang leader.

"don't worry about that..!" mikey replied knowing damn well that he will inhale those snacks. "can i walk you home? it's going to get dark soon- wouldn't want my wife to get attacked or something!"

wife?!

you suppress a smile at his words, "of course, wouldn't want it to get dark at 2 pm, and then get attacked by who knows what next to a bakery."

"exactly! let's go, wifey!"

takashi mitsuya

"what did you say you're brother's name was?" you asked the crying girl in front of you.

"...t- taka-shi" the small girl sobbed in your shoulder as you gently patted her head.

"alright and what's your name?" you gently asked as you scanned the area trying to find someone who looked like they had just lost their child.

"i- i- i'm mana"

"you have a really pretty name, you know?" you smiled fondly at the girl as you whipped the tears of her face with your thumbs.

"really?"

"heck yeah! it's a badass name!" you felt relief wash over you when you saw a smile spread across the kid's face, "i'm (y/n) and i'm gonna help you find your brother alright?"

"thank you..." she mumbled quietly.

"you're going to hop on my shoulders and tell me when you see your brother okay?" the girl looked up at you with stars in her eyes, you pulled mana on your shoulder, her small hands on your head.

you walked for a good 15 minutes before mana tapped your head with on hand while the other pointed toward an unknown man in the crowd of person, "they're there! that's draken!"

draken? wasn't her brother's name takashi? you wondered as you put mana to the ground your hand grabbing hers just in case she got lost again.

"mana!" a little girl's voice called out as you arrived next to the very tall guy with a dragon tattoo on his head. the small girl that looked very similar to mana hugged tightly the younger girl.

"mitsuya! ' found her" the tall guy called out for someone else behind him. the 'mitsuya' guy appeared from behind the 'draken' guy not long after he called out from him. the purple haired teen practically attacked his sister with a hug, sighing in relief.

"don't ever do that again, mana." he gently scaled his younger sister, "you could've gotten lost and we would've been really sad, al-?"

"it's fine! (y/n) helped me find you!" she pointed her finger at her. mitsuya ruffled his sister's hair, before straightening up to thank the person that help his mini-him, "thank you so mu..."

he felt like the world had stopped moving. like it was only the two of them in the middle of the festival. takashi mitsuya was in a trance. he was simply mesmerized by the sight of you.

"it's no problem, really! " you softly smiled at him, "your sister is a real angel-"

anything else you said after wasn't even registered but the delinquent in front of you. he was usually so good at this- talking to people was what he did best so... why couldn't he utter a single word for you.

his cheeks were red, his palm were sweaty, why was he anxious?- he was hanging on everything you did. even if he felt like he had forgotten how to speak, your voice felt like melody to his ears.

he snapped out of his trance when someone nudge his shoulder. mitsuya glanced at draken beside him, suddenly remembering that they weren't alone and that you were talking to him.

you looked at him with a puzzled look, "are you alright?

your question made him overthink about everything that happened in the last 2 minutes of your meeting. Did he look like a creep?

"i- i- great."

the hell was that takashi? he cursed himself.

darken cleared his throat, holding back his laugh. he brought his fist to his mouth faking coughs as he muttered a small, "real smooth, mitsuya".

you chuckled at his friend's comment, making mitsuya straighten up, you pulled out your hand for him to shake.

"let's start over, alright? i'm (y/n)... you're takashi right?"

draken stepped up clearly expecting his friend to be to lost in space to answer you, "he prefers mitsuya-"

"takashi's fine!" the said man interjected, as he quickly grabbed your hand to shake it, sending one of his pretty smile in your direction.

"i-"

"are you going to marry my brother?" he couldn't catch a break could he? luna asked you with big eyes.

you chuckled softly at her words, "how about this... i will give my number to your brother. then we'll go out to eat something to talk about marriage alright?"

"yes!" the girl tightly hugged your leg as you said that.

"does that sound like a plan to you, takashi?" yes!

mitsuya hurriedly started to look in his pocket for a pen, when draken pulled one out of his pocket with a piece of paper and handed it to the purple haired boy, "there you go, casanova"

takashi handed you the paper and the pen, before you wrote your name with your phone number on it.

"see y'a soon, taka! bye, mana don't get lost again alright?"

as soon as you were out of sight takashi turned to draken with a stern look, "not a word about this, alright?"

"you're crazy!" draken crackled putting his hand in his pocket, "i'm going to tell everyone!"

"draken!"

"as your wingman i feel like it's my responsibility-"

"no it is not!"

chifuyu matsuno

"hurry up, chifuyu!" takemichi yelled at his friend. they couldn't be late. not for that.

"how come you are slow as hell during a fight, yet you sprint your life on a sunday at 8 am?" the blond joked as he calmly walked behind takemichi with not a care in the world.

"come on! we're gonna be late!" he repeated hurriedly before stopping abruptly while looking around him.

"late to what?" chifuyu yawned, before looking at his friend, who stood there looking around, up and down as if his brain had finally snapped, "you alright?"

"alright stand here and don't move." takemichi moved the delinquent around so that he would stand in the middle of a park- an empty park.

"did you finally snapped or...?" he asked when the time traveler started to back away from him, "are you going to kill me? is this really how it's gonna end-"

"watch out!"

a voice yelled, but it was too late.

a ball directly hit his face, knocking chifuyu to the dirty ground, his eyes closing due to the shock.

it took him a couple of seconds before finally opening his eyes again, only to realize that he was in heaven. the prettiest girl he had ever seen in his life held his head in her hands, her index and middle finger pressed against the front of his neck just below his jaw- making sure that his heart was still beating.

"oh- thank god! you're not dead!"

"are you an angel?" chifuyu mumbled placing his hand on top of yours- making sure you were real, "am i in heaven?"

you let a breathy chuckle at his words, "you're cute- but no you're not dead... i kicked a ball in your face- unintentionally of course!"

his eyes finally focused on you, remembering what had happened. he blinked a couple of time, his eyes scanning your face- a pretty girl's face... so close to his face with her hands on his face and his hands on her hand-

what?!

chifuyu's face became as red a tomato straitening his posture to apologize for touching you without your authorization, "i'm so sorry-"

his head came in contact with your head, making you pull back immediately from the blond. "ow! i told you i didn't do it on purpose!" you groan holding your head with your hands.

chifuyu gasped in horror at his own clumsiness as he placed a hand on the back of your head. hopping that the coldness of it would help you a little, "i'm sorry! i swear i didn't mean it! please hit me again so that we're even!"

...what? now why would he say that?

"what? what's wrong with you?! do you get turn on by getting hit or something?!"

chifuyu panically looked around to search takemichi so that he could help him. when he finally spotted him, hiding behind the swings, the time traveler was smiling proudly with his two thumbs up in the air.

his action making him recall a conversation the two of them had a couple of weeks earlier.

"so... am i married in the future?" chifuyu asked takemichi as he bit down the sandwich he made himself for lunch.

takemichi raised his brows at the question, "yeah-"

"really?!" the blond gasped, with heart in his eyes, "do i know her?! no wait- that'll ruin the surprise- is she pretty?! no wait- of course she's pretty you idiot!"

the time traveler chuckled at his friend's words, rubbing the back of his neck, "do you want me to tell you how you met?"

"no! it has to be a surprise!" chifuyu refused, "wait am i going to meet her soon? is that why you said that?! takemichi?! answer!"

"nah- like you said it has to be a surprise~"

"takemichi!"

"if it makes you feel better- you embarrassed yourself in front of her"

"how would that make me feel better?!"

that sneaky bastard.

"i'm sorry! i don't know how to talk to pretty girls..." chifuyu mumbled looking to the ground, but his face snapped back at you when he realize what he had just say, your eyes round at his words, "i- i mean not that don't know how to talk you! wait- not that you're not pretty! you are pretty- beautiful even! but that is not the point! i don't need you to hit me! just please don't think i hurt you on purpose- i don't hit pretty girls! no wait- i don't hit girls at all! but you being beautifully-pretty is just a plus you know! an-"

you smacked your hand on his mouth, stopping his rambling, the butterflies in your stomach flying way to much due to his words. "please stop-! you're too cute..."

takemichi titled his head at the scene in front of him, clearly not remembering that part of the story your older self told him in the future about how chifuyu and her had met-

but... mission failed successfully... i guess?

ⓒarmxnh

Gojo's "You cryin'?" but instead he's pounding into you from behind and it's constant and relentless and you're so over sensitive and full that you're shaking and the only noises you can make are blubbery squeaks because... yeah yeah you are