Differences

Differences

Kisaki could only hiss and clench his eyebrows together to every spank or show of affection that Hanma showed to your skin.

It hurts. He was sure of it.

He doesn't know when he grew that much patience to not beat Hanma's ass.

He listened to your whimpers and sobs while squeezing your hands softly with his.

—You are hurting her, Shuji.

The tall, lanky man laughed.

— I always do, she fucking loves it!

Kisaki could only roll his eyes and soft his angry frown everytime he made eye contact with your watery eyes.

— It's fine, 'saki.

He kissed your cheeks, which were red as freshly harvested tomatoes, feeling the saltiness of tears and sweat all over them.

— You can tell him if you don't like something, just because you like him doesn't mean he can be a complete idiot.

Hanma giggles like what he is, a hooligan.

Cause this was the same Kisaki Tetta that would break somebody's knuckles just because they pronounced his name wrong.

Your skin kept getting red with hickeys and slaps, all gifts from Hanma.

Kisaki would kiss the redness away with his velvety lips. Treating you like the finest porcelain doll money could buy.

They were so different, but they love you so nicely it hurts both ways.

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Imagine Timeskip Taiju coming back from work stressed and being exhausted so his s/o pamper him

Omg yes! Ask me anything about this man 🥴💕

— Taiju being a softie for his partner°

Everybody knows Taiju's temper, so soon as they saw him mad, eyebrows curved together in discomfort and the popping vein on his forehead, nobody dared to talk to him.

But he always knows better.

So he leaves his fierce temper at the door.

His shoulders sunk down when his feet felt the softness of the fluffy carpet at the entrance, the comfort of the silent and peace of his home made every pinch of anger disappear.

The first smile of the whole day popped on his lips when he saw you sitting in the sofa in front of the tv.

— Oh! I was just thinking about you, baby.

When he listens to your voice.. He doesn't remember being exhausted anymore.

You dragged him to the kitchen, he put no effort on trying to stop you from pulling the sleeves of his suit, you could drag him around like a mop and he wouldn't care at all.

— I baked something for you~

He saw the crazy amount of dishes displayed on the table and he could only raise his eyebrows with amusement.

— You did all of this.. Yourself?

You laughed at his stunned expression.

— Of course, Silly. Now sit, I'll feed you.

He enjoyed every dish, taking the time to chew with comfort and taste the savory flavors on his mouth.

—I can't eat more, sweetie- It's that dessert?

Taiju felt like he could totally fall asleep right there, his tummy was filled and you were right there beside him so there was nothing better.

— Are you full? Wanna take a bath with me? There's another surprise upstairs~

Well.. There could be space for something else, right?

Okay but you try to suck Trager's dick and he'll leave just dust behind 💀

A hill I will die on

I don´t bite I swear-

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ㅤcontent + warnings: 18+, including: mean dom!taiju, unprotected sex, nick names, praise kink, manhandle, breath play, slight bimbofication, pinning, squirting, public sex, power play, hair pulling, oral sex (f! receiving), daddy kink, breeding kink, size kink, overstimulation, power imbalance, tummy bulge.

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