Suguru Geto Fem!reader

🔍︎ — suguru geto ✰ fem!reader

♯ — geto warming you up on a cold day.

∎ — 0.2k ✰ fluff (minor cursing).

ⅲ — when its cold outside and you go outside and its cold.

"cold?" suguru questioned as he was coming down from the stairs to see your shivering form on the couch binge watching some netflix documentary show. you nodded slowly, the coldness enveloping your body like a winter casket. 

suguru ventured back up to the stairs and grabbed two blankets instead of one, knowing just one wouldn’t cut it. 

"baby," you said. "you didn't have to get another one for me. we could've just shared it." suguru tsked at your little remark and wrapped the blanket around your shoulders to cover your whole body. "c'mere and stop complaining." suguru demanded, you landing on his chest whilst him placing kisses on your face and neck.

"you're so pretty even when you're about to get frostbite." he said, throwing his arms around your body, enveloping you in his warmth. you let out a soft hum—that was meant to be a giggle—as you silently began to sink into unconsciousness. 

"you're not going to finish your documentary, love? i thought you loved the part where they interview the suspect." suguru questioned, knowing damn well you weren't going to answer. 

silent snores could be heard emitting from your own body. suguru smiled as he placed one more kiss on your cheek—a special goodnight kiss just for you and you only. 

"goodnight, my love." suguru said as he also began to drift into a state of unconsciousness.

2022 © originally posted by @kentofication. please do not copy, translate, repost, or plagiarize. (reblogs are appreciated!)

🔍︎ | gotoh & fem!reader

⟳ | rough sex, pounding?, pet names, coin play?, penetrative sex, consensual sex, unprotective sex, gotoh being a little nervous.

🖊 | 0.9k (edited, lowercase intended).

π | someone requested a part two so here you go! also, thank you all for 100 followers!!!! i really appreciate all the support!!! (100 post coming soon).

he flipped the gold item back and forth between his fingers, reverting the symbols between ‘heads’ and ‘tails’ until his movements stopped.

he focused his gaze upon you as he mesmerized your features once again. it was almost like he was taking a picture with his mind, taking it over and over again.

he took a large gulp—that wasn’t audible—as he came closer to your sitting figure. gotoh tightly held the golden item closely to his hand and directed it to his heart.

you placed your warm hand on his cold cheek, slightly touching his sideburns whilst rubbing his cheek to comfort him.

“gotoh . . .” you mumbled under your breath, enough for him to hear you. his eyes shot up from the angle they were in, focusing his eyes onto you as he snapped out of his daydream.

“need you . . .” you mumbled again, this time traveling your hand all the way to his exposed dick. gotoh let out a breathy groan as he grabbed onto your hand, signaling a halt to your movements.

“baby, is everything alright?” you questioned worriedly, looking at his pale skin tone and how red it's gotten over the past few hours.

“mmh.” he groaned. “my treat tonight, love.” gotoh hungrily jumped on top of you and lathered you in kisses personally from him and him himself.

god how he loves marking you. he wants everyone—even the zoldyck family—to know that you belong to him. only him. no one else but him.

gotoh was marking you almost everywhere to the point where your body was polluted by his love bites.

“mmh.” gotoh said, sitting on his knees looking at the wonderful piece of art he had just created. “wonderful.” he groaned, tightening his palm yet again.

you were worried about him. gotoh is not usually the one that gets to experience sexual romance here and there. of course you give him daily kisses and give him love and affection, but he’s too busy protecting the zoldyck’s to the point where he doesn’t get a break.

but thank god they let him off for one day. just one day. that’s all he needed.

“gotoh, honey. are you okay?” you asked yet again, placing your hand on top of his clenched one. he nodded, “i’m fine.” he tightened his hand again to the point where crescent marks were being left in the middle of his palm.

“i just . . . want to try something new, if that’s okay.”

your expression widened.

gotoh was always such a vanilla, loving man. sometimes he could be rough, but he would stick to the casual rough. nothing more nothing less. he would always make sure you were okay.

of course, you didn’t know he wanted to spice your sexual life up a little more. you never knew that. gotoh always stuck to the script. but it seems like a new part of him was going to come out to you. some side of your wonderful husband you haven’t seen before.

he opened his palm slowly, revealing the golden object that you had yet to see.

your eyes widened.

“is this one of your coins?” you asked, holding it between your pointer finger and your thumb.

gotoh nodded, adjusting his glasses that were somewhat still on his face.

(he remembered and put them down before they got lost or broken).

“yes, that is correct. one of my personal coins.” gotoh said, taking it away from you with such care. “i would like to try a little challenge with you.” he said in a worrying tone.

you raised your eyebrow and started to massage his hand, “what kind of challenge?”

curiosity got the best of you.

you should’ve never asked that question.

you should’ve kept your mouth shut.

sooner than you know it, gotoh had you pinned underneath him, pounding his cock into you at max speed. he was reaching lengths you didn’t even know existed. lengths that you didn’t know existed in the human body.

you were probably on your tenth or eleventh orgasm by now, you lost track. matter fact, you weren’t even keeping track. you were too busy turning off other sounds that could distract you from gotoh’s heavy breathing or the rare sweat that dripped off of his forehead onto your sweaty skin.

you were too focused on the muffled sounds of ‘pap pap pap’ coming from the two of you. you were too busy looking at the way you and gotoh's body connected. analyzing his cock feature by feature—even though you see it on the daily.

you just couldn’t keep your hands to yourself. at this point, you didn’t even know where you were.

in an instant, gotoh let out a large groan as he locked his hands on top of your head, burying his cock into you full thrust. spurts of white, hot cum was entering your womb.

you could feel it, every single drop of it.

“oh god, baby. just so damn perfect. aren’t you? yeah?” he praised, giving your forehead a little kiss.

gotoh opened his palm and started to put the coin in between his thumb and his finger. you heard a little flicking noise that suddenly came to an end for a little while.

“heads or tails baby?” gotoh asked, holding the coin in his palm, waiting for an answer.

you were too fucked out to speak, let alone talk.

you held out a finger, signaling that you chose heads.

“let’s see.” gotoh opened his palm to reveal that the coin was tails.

you threw your head back as your husband tucked the coin back into his hand.

“better get ready, baby.” he warned.

“this is gonna be a long night.”

🔍︎ — kishibe ✰ fem!reader

♯ — you and kishibe decide to go look for a furry companion.

∎ — 0.7k ✰ fluff

ⅲ — uhhhhhh, meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow. happy new year (eve) for some of yall.

the faint scent of whiskey, extinguished cigarettes, and kishibe’s scent lingered in your shared bed. he had disappeared unnoticed once again, and once again he had fixed you breakfast to go along with your day. 

of course, his devil hunting job was overwhelming for him—and yourself because of his lack of presence—but he would always find a way to make you feel at home. 

you started to feel a growth in your heart whenever kishibe is not around. a horrible growth, a growth that kept getting worse and worse the more hours he was away from you. you clenched your fork as you continued to eat your breakfast, unbeknownst to you that he had arrived early. 

kishibe would usually spend his late nights drinking out with his comrades after a job well done—or just to relieve some of the stress he had recently encountered. seeing him in front of the apartment door lit up your eyes to the point where you thought you were in a mere fairy tale. 

“you’re home early.” you said, as you walked closer to kishibe, inhaling his deep musky scent of alcohol and the scent of a devil’s blood. he let out a deep ‘yeah’ as he embraced your warm embrace. 

in this moment, it was like neither of you wanted to let go of each other. in this moment, the moment that was rare for the both of you, you two had fully acknowledged each other’s presence. 

“sorry,” kishibe started, rubbing your back with his unoccupied hand that wasn’t stuffed in his coat pocket. you peered up at him, still nudging your head further into his chest, embracing the warmth that he had to offer. “sorry?” you questioned, still looking at his tiring eyes. 

“sorry for not being here . . . with you.” you pouted and averted your eyes away from him. “it’s lonely without you, y’know?” he mumbled an ‘mhm’ in response, resting his head on top of yours. “i can try to fix that loneliness.” kishibe muttered, reaching inside of his coat. 

you backed away from him to see what he was trying to present to you. he pulled out an index shaped card and flipped it to show the contents. “adoption?” you questioned, thoroughly examining the card. 

“there’s a little adoption center up the street,” he began. “i thought you might want a little companion while i’m gone for long periods of time.” your eyes began to fade into a pit of darkness. you didn’t want a replacement for him while kishibe’s gone. you wanted him in general. but, you know he’s just trying to help you the best way he can. so you had to accept his offer. 

“okay,” you said. “just know that i love you, okay?” kishibe mumbled, “i love you too.” before kissing you on your cheek—the scar on his left cheek briefly brushing against your own. 

the smell of the adoption center was very overwhelming. smells of fur and saliva overturned the cogs in your brain. kishibe chuckled at your little attempts to briefly fan the smell away as he handed you a handkerchief to cover your nose with. 

as the smell died down, you two finally examined all the want-to-be-adopted animals in the shelter. it ranged from cats to dogs to iguanas to snakes to bearded dragons. you two explored the endless categories of animals until you landed on one particular species. 

“i like that one.” kishibe said, pointing to the tuxedo cat that was peacefully sleeping in the cat house. “me too, but i also like that one.” you stated, pointing at the calico cat that had orange, white, and brown fur. you two stayed in the cat section until you finally picked the tuxedo cat to come home with the both of you. 

you decided to drive home because kishibe was heavily intoxicated because of his secret stash of whiskey hidden beyond his coat. you smiled as the tuxedo cat nuzzled closer to kishibe and started making biscuits on his perfectly black coat. he groaned when his claws went too far into the fabric, slightly puncturing his skin, but he didn’t mind. after all, kishibe loved cats. and so did you. 

“well,” kishibe groaned. “you have a little companion to keep you company now.” he slurred. “y’happy?” 

you fixated your eyes on the road, “i was already happy when you came into my life, kishibe.” kishibe smiled, the scar on his cheek tugging up along with his grin. “love you so much.” he said, before drifting off to sleep. “love you too, kishibe. i always will.”  

2022 © originally posted by @kentofication. please do not copy, translate, repost, or plagiarize. (reblogs are appreciated!)

🔍︎ | leone abbacchio ✰ fem!reader

% | you and abbacchio were riding a bus together and he decided to listen to some tunes.

& | 0.2k ✰ fluff

$ | was thinking about this and decided to put it into words! and i apologize for the theme changes, just trying out something new until it sticks.

just imagine you and abbacchio sitting on a bus waiting for it to stop at your destination and he just pulls out earbuds from his bag. of course, he’s a music kind of guy and he loves his peace and quiet—with his tunes—but for some reason he didn't put the other earbud in.

he looks over to you, admiring your resting figure as he gently taps on your hand, hoping you’d wake up.

your sleepy eyes became wide again as you looked up at abbacchio—his purple hair tied up into a messy bun, his black hoodie that covers all of his body except his hands with his smooth touch, his black pants hugging his thighs ever so godly that it looks like he had been carved by professional sculptors. his golden eyes gazed upon you.

“wanna listen?” he asked, holding his other earbud in his hand. you blinked up at him, confused at what he was asking you because of your interrupted slumber.

you took the earbud out of his hand and placed it in your ear, satisfied at what he was listening too. he smiled in delight as he leaned against the window of the bus.

you began to fall asleep to the soft jazz that was playing on abbacchio’s phone. he felt a light thump on his shoulder and looked next to him to see your sleeping figure.

“cute,” he muttered underneath his breath so only the two of you could hear. “so damn cute.”

he then laid a hand on yours and put his head on yours as you both fell asleep to the sound of jazz music playing in your ear.

the bus driver had to wake you two up because you missed your stop.

produced by @k-3nt0 — please do not copy, translate, repost or plagiarize.

🔍︎ | ceo!geto suguru & fem!reader

⟳ | rough sex, desk fucking, praise, (risk of getting caught?), pussy eating, overall smut.

π | was just thinking about this so i decided to put it into words. i hope you all enjoy!!!

ceo!geto who has you bent over his office desk absolutely ravaging your cunt to the point where it's beyond repair. he’s going at it at maximum speed, causing multiple items to fall off during the moment. 

ceo!geto who gives you little praises here and there during the moment and tells you why he’s so angry. he asks questions here and there also to make sure you’re listening. every time you don't answer, you get another orgasm denied. this went on for a very long time.

ceo!geto who tells you to be quiet so the other employees don’t hear how good you feel, but also tells you to be loud so they know who you belong to.

ceo!geto who has you in multiple positions around the room, scurrying to another side of the wall or just throwing you (softly?) on the ground to continue his assault on your poor pussy. 

ceo!geto who ties his tie around your wrists so you can’t attempt to push him off or do anything to stop his mininstatrations.

ceo!geto who eats you out on his desk, you getting a bit of cum on his desk and work papers. don’t worry, he’s a ceo after all, he can print new ones. overall, he still blames you for the mess of his ruined papers later.

ceo!geto who fucks you like crazy on his desk making your eyes roll to the back of your head. your fingernails digging deep down into his skin to hang on for dear life. 

ceo!geto who finally cums after multiple hours giving you both release and a moment of brief rest.

ceo!geto who plants little kisses on your forehead and cheeks and praises you for how good you were during the intense moment. whom you return the favor.

ceo!geto who looks around the room to see all the destruction you (both) have made. all the paintings he has to hang back up, all the ink in the printer he has to waste, all the dents in the desk he has to call a repairman to come and fix. 

ceo!geto who catches you trying to fall asleep on the desk and sets you down gently on the nice, cozy couch that’s on the left side of his room.

ceo!geto who tells you, “sweet dreams, sunshine.” before beginning to clean up the huge mess in his office.

🔍︎ — yuuta okkotsu ✰ fem!reader

♯ — falling asleep on yuuta's back.

∎ — 0.5k ✰ fluff (pinch of intimacy offerings).

ⅲ — i love yuuta. please enjoy!

the frequent footsteps growing closer to you shook you out of your reading pace. you look behind you to see yuuta's pretty face gazing at you, with a smile plastering his face. you couldn't help but smile also, he looked so damn adorable. 

"good morning, dandelion." he said, giving you a kiss on the cheek as you hummed at the pet name. "what are you doing up so early?" 

your eyes widened as you looked at the clock placed directly to the left of you. a chuckle left your throat, "reading. couldn't sleep." yuuta's facial expression changed. he didn't like it when you couldn't get enough sleep. 

"want me to help you? we can snuggle while watching a movie. or . . ." as he paused on his sentence he moved his eye to wink twice. you covered your face up with the book, embarrassed at what stunt he just pulled. "yuuta, you horny bastard." he giggled at the title you gave him. 

"we could go to this flower field i found yesterday." he said, pulling out his phone and showing you pictures of the amazing view he saw yesterday. your eyes grew wide as you smiled at each and one of the photos. "wow, where were you yesterday?" you questioned, wondering how he came upon this creation by god. "just happened to stumble upon it." 

you stood up from the couch as you quickly rushed upstairs to get changed into some warm attire to go visit the creation. yuuta was surprised at how you got ready at such speed. 

"ready?" he questioned, intertwining his hand within yours. you nodded as you two began to walk to the destination where the field was located. 

it was a long walk—tiring at most—but yuuta's warm embrace kept you awake, aware that he was always there with you comforting you through the way. 

the sun was setting when you guys were nearly there. you complained about your feet—mostly your heels—so yuuta carried you the whole way. 

he felt you almost fall asleep on his back while attempting to keep yourself up. he felt you slither your hands farther across his neck for more support. he felt the kisses you would leave on his cheek here and there, and occasionally some left on his neck. until you slumped over, unconscious on his back. 

he looked back to see if you were okay, worried about the position and lack of response you were in. worried covered yuuta's face as he set you gently on the concrete. 

"hey," he said, gently brushing the excess hair out of your face and tapping your cheek to get a signal. "you still with me?" 

you murmured, brushing his hand away from your face in your sleepy state. yuuta smiled at your little action and lifted you back on his back. "well sleepy head, let's head back home. yeah?" he asked, not expecting an answer. instead, he received a gentle—slightly agitated—grumble from you. 

yuuta smiled at you. he smiled at everything you do. you just make him so happy. you make him fall in love with you again and again. you just make him so happy.

2022 © originally posted by @k-3nt0. please do not copy, translate, repost, or plagiarize. (reblogs are appreciated!)