Honest Question: With Which Hand Shuji Would Choke You, With The Punishment Hand Or With The Sin Hand?

Honest question: With which hand Shuji would choke you, with the “Punishment” hand or with the “Sin” hand?

Easier - Ran Haitani

Context: You runaway with Ran and finally discover how easy is to breathe again when you’re surrounded with his love.

Mess Note’s: Hello! Here I am with some content for Ran, is something that has been on my head for the longest time. So basically this is the first LoveyDovey.FM, in the future I’ll explain about what it means. In the case you’d like to keep supporting my work, I’d truly appreciate if you read and agree with The Love Contract.

Warnings: NO PROOFREAD, Fluff, LoveyDovey.FM, my awful orthography and grammar, Boyfriend!Ran, Stablished relationship, Running away with Ran, Implified toxic Family themes and relationships, Ran has a motorcycle, small date, some slight kisses, cursing, hugs, Ran being SO ROMANTIC and so INLOVE with the reader, petnames (Angel, My love, baby), God/religious mentioning, Ran being the LOML and the main reason why I want to pursue the family tradition of running away with your lover. If I forgot something please let me know.

It’s easier like this. The almost empty and silent streets, your arms holding him perfectly like God made them to match his torso, the only sounds that are perceived are the rawness of his motorcycle and your fast-beating heart. It’s way better like this, life was unfortunate and a bitch but running away with Him was what you needed not only to survive but, as well, to understand how to breathe and live in an easier way.

“Angel, did you fall asleep?” Ran asks softly, his hand holding yours and giving it an experimental squeeze, making sure you’re awake. “Sorry Ran, I was inside my thoughts again” you can feel him let go of your hand, focusing on the horizon, he lets out an small breath before replying you.

“Is completely normal, my love” you hug him tighter, wanting to feel more of his warm and characteristic scent that makes your brain enter in that peace mode you always talk about when you talk about Ran. “Angel, finally we’ll be happy and live the life you deserve…” he changes the route towards Roppongi West Park, your favorite place and the usual date spot. You feel your eyes water as you hear his words, your heart begging to experiment the easy feeling of being at peace. After all those nights of constant yelling and emotional stress it’s the right time to breathe properly right beside him.

“No more bullshit, no more shouting, no more pain… Just us and Rin” Ran spokes again softly as he carefully lands his eyes on your hands and forearms, trying to not loose the main focus on the road, thinking on how blessed he is because he’s the one you’ve picked to pursue the better life he knows you deserve, the easier life both of you are meant to have. “Yes, no more idiots. Just us and Rin like a family…” his smile grows wider, finally your dreams were in your hands. Living with the people you love, running away from the pain and the disfuncional life you had with Ran was the main reason why you still had high hopes in life.

As the usual, He parks his motorcycle when you both arrive in the park and takes your hand to help you to get off the motorcycle, just few seconds after your both feet are on the park, right beside him he places a delicate kiss on the back of your hand. “Don’t I have the prettiest Angel? God really did something way different when he did you, my love” the words leaves his mouth, his flirty smug and words makes the rouge blush creeps to your cheeks and your sensible heart beat faster with his small but meaningful actions, making you feel like it’s the first day. So easy for him.

“Let’s go to the swings, I wanna look to the sunset with you” You say, letting him take your hand before both of you start walking towards the swings. His hand intertwined with yours, the feeling of his warm but slight rougher skin making your heart feel the wanted ease both of you always waited for. It’s easier like this, spontaneous dates on the playground while just sitting on the swings, talking about life or laughing about that time Rindou tried to eat those extra spicy noodles and couldn’t stop crying while both of you watch the spring sunset and the cherry blossoms decorates the scenery.

As both of you finally settle down on the swings, Ran decides to give more kisses to your knuckles, savoring the moment before he lets you bring the conversation to him “Do you think It’ll be easier like this?… You know, living together and we’ll never worrying about nothing?” You ask, your eyes entranced by the beautiful scenery of the sunset right in front of you, Ran just hums a song he heard days before with you, searching for the best answer he can give you “Sorry if I was too overwhelming with my question”.

He stops his actions and cups your cheek with his left hand, his thumb gracefully and lovingly touching the corner of your mouth. His eyes concentrated and fixed on yours while his heart speaks before his brain, like is the easiest way “You’ll never be too much or overwhelming if you ask me about our future. I even get nervous and anxious about what will happen now that we’ll live together sometimes” after letting out an small smile that reassures you his love, he shortly responds “For now, I only want to focus on the easiest thing I can do and that’s loving you. Loving you was what made me want to give you a better life, sometimes it’ll not be the greatest but…” He gets up from the swing and kneels in front of you, taking your other hand with his right hand, while giving you his determined attention and unconditional love

“if we love each other just how we’ve been doing it until now, we’ll be more than fine” you cut him off while instantly jump and take him into your embrace, hugging him, this surprise actions makes him take most of his strength to not lose balance right there with you on his arms “If we still love each other in such an easy way, we’ll be more than blessed” he says before he leans in for a kiss from your lips, his soft lips seeking to lock in with yours, moving on a synchrony that only both of you know and can understand. The time freezes on the spot, every petal, every breath, the breeze and soft sounds of the leaves on the ground feels like is in slow motion. This assures you that Ran can easily make your daily life become a fairytale or those cheesy romantic comedy movies both of you see on the theater. It’s too easy for him to love you like no one could.

The way both of you fit into each other’s hearts and life’s like a puzzle’s missing piece or more like how easy it was for Cinderella to slide her feet on the glass shoes. The softness of his lips, his scent overwhelms your heart with joy and peace, it’s just so easy to drown yourself on his immense love. The way his hands grab your waist, sitting you properly on his thigh while your hands are on the lose hairs of the nape of his neck making him smile against your lips before he presses a chaste kiss on your lips before backing away just enough to press your foreheads together.

“I love you” he says and you softly giggle, Ran’s heart jumps joyfully at the ethereal sound coming out of your mouth “And i love you too… Loving you is easier than breathing” you answer to him, and both of you couldn’t be more agreed with your statement.

Thank u guys for all the love and support, I wanna smooch all of u 🥺

Crowded Subway - TR Men

Summary: Headcannons of Tokyo Revengers Men being with you in a crowded subway.

Warnings: Fem!Reader, crowded subways, some creeps, fluff but still little bit flirty, small kisses, Rin being my no. 1 mean bf trope, Kakucho being a lovey boy. Me having a thing for calling Kokonoi “Mr Money Maker” and “Mr Koko”. Some violence, cursing, I finished this not too long ago (made this in like 2hrs?), no proofread and also I put this out before the big ass angst shit I have. If I missed something pls let me know!

Mess Notes: Here I come with a new headcannon! I hope you like it, this came into my head due some experiences I’ve seen on the subway. Also things I want to happen to me in the nasty crowded subway hours.

Rin Haitani

It was a Wednesday in the evening, Rindou decided to pick you up from your painting classes because both of you have a date and the subway it was a good choice to get both of you to your destination.

For him it was very uncomfortable because anybody could make him some space like he’s used to in the streets of Roppongi.

As the mean bf he is, always will use his attitude. He’s so shy to ask you to hold onto him, kiss him or to pay attention to him without using degrading words.

Rin would stand behind you, wearing his murderer-like expression while holding your waist. If somebody tries to get closer to his baby is over for them.

Only soften ups a little bit when you turn around to kiss his cheek.

If somebody tries to touch you is their death end. He’ll push them and destroy their whole being on that “small” push or smack of their hands/head.

“Get the fuck out of our sight before I break all your joints”

“Hold onto me, I don’t want anybody to think I’m dating a walking chaos”.

“Are you blind? Aren’t you seeing that my girl is trying to get out?” Rindou spats furiously to the male that pushed you, making you trip and almost fall if Rin wasn’t there to hold you “You better keep an eye open, Motherfucker” the male shivers in fear while Rindou gets closer to him and grabs him by the collar “Apologize to her, NOW and after that I’ll beat you for every wrinkle you made on her pretty dress. Got it?” The male nods while he cries for help but as always, anybody will interfere.

Kokonoi Hajime

Mr. Money Maker rarely uses the subway but he went with you because you wanted to go to Shibuya to buy some stuffs with him and have a shopping therapy together.

His eyes glow whenever you get closer to him just to joke about some idiot trying to get your attention.

Kisses you on the forehead just to mark his territory and definitely will talk to you about just getting a damn car/motorcycle so both of you can stop using the subway.

Always has a hand placed on your waist, holding you. Mr. Koko loves to hold you in place whenever there’s people admiring his pretty baby.

He’s chill with you because you have his heart, Pretty boy is

Keeps observing the area, never lets anybody get close to you unless they’re part of your friends or is Inupi. Koko would never let somebody touch you, even if that means he’ll have to walk behind you at every stances.

“They do be enchanted by you, I don’t judge them. You’re a walking treasure”

“This dude is insane, I’d never lay a finger on the walls of the subway if I was wearing that Dior jacket”.

“Just kiss me on the lips, I’d would help me to survive this mess”.

“Just wear my jacket, the day is colder” Kokonoi says after he places his jacket on your shoulders. “Yes, I will. Thanks Koko” You nod lovingly at him before placing a kiss on his cheek and decide take the lead and start walking out of the subway. His jacket proudly showed on your shoulders, making a group of youngsters look at you stunned while Kokonoi just glares at them, walking right beside you. “Don’t worry. We won’t be disturbed today” He lets you know and you only can giggle because everybody better know not to mess with one of the Kanto Manji’s executives or his girl, the road being easier for you to walk as Kokonoi walks by your side, holding your hand.

Kakucho Hitto

Kakucho is more comfortable when it comes to be in the subway. Still, he’s very alert of his surroundings because you decided to wear an skirt today.

Kakucho will put you into the nearest corner and stand in front of you. Not letting anybody have a glance of your legs or skirt, he doesn’t want anybody to try to record you without your consent.

This Babyboy will soft once you place your hand on his scar, he’ll melt on the place. He’s lovedrunk for you.

Looks at you with gleam in his eyes, has a hand above you on the wall and the other is holding your hand.

Places some kisses in your knuckles whenever you get uncomfortable from the creepy man. He’ll deal with them later on.

“I’m looking at you now… Yes, it’s really crowded for a Saturday”

“You look so pretty today” He says after he places some small kisses on your knuckles.

“Nobody will approach you, I’m here for a reason”

“Walk in front of me, I don’t want any of these creeps touching you” Kakucho states before walking out of the subway, both of you arriving at your destination. People make the way for you, everybody staring at him in fear because is not a secret that a Heavenly King is there, every male that tried to approach you was shivering in fear as your boyfriend walked behind you “Look Kaku! Close of here there’s a mochi store, let’s go!” you exclaim while turning around just to see his face, he just lets an small smile creep on his face while you take his hand, happily moving forward to the exit of the station. Never realizing that people were letting both of you pass without any problems.

NEW MAGIC WAND | SANZU H.

sanzu haruchiyo x fem!reader

summary: sanzu haruchiyo liked to think he was a patient man, but even the most patient of men finally snap.

warnings: yandere!haruchiyo, soft dom!haruchiyo, service dom!haruchiyo, obsessive and possessive behavior, implied stalking, manipulation, dubcon, slight somno, mirror sex, oral sex (m->f), overstimulation, dumbification, praise, brief implied baby trapping, squirting, implied character death (not reader or haruchiyo), pet names (pretty girl, princess, babygirl, baby), slight manhandling, pretty graphic descriptions of violence at one or two points

wordcount: 4.5k

notes: for @arozaur's hide n seek collab !! ^.^

You were supposed to come back.

Sanzu stared down at his phone, grip around it so tight that he swore it was going to shatter in his hand. His lungs were burning as he looked at the smiling picture of you and your new boyfriend, unable to tear his eyes off of it, his blood ran hot for all of the wrong reasons, he couldn’t think straight his mind felt fuzzy as rage began to sweep through each and every cell of his body.

Boyfriend, blood roared in his ears, his jaw tightened, teeth grinding together painfully. Not a fuckin’ boyfriend, he’s your fucking boyfriend, he’s just a leech, taking advantage of your naivety. A fuckin-

“Sanzu,” Rindou’s voice drew him from his thoughts and Sanzu turned a dark glare on him.

“The fuck do you want?” he spit out, Rindou’s gaze sharpened.

“Stop sitting here sulking and do something about it if you’re so fuckin’ shitty over this girl,” Rindou said, “We don’t want you here if you’re just gonna sit here and kill the mood.”

And Sanzu had half a mind to bash Rindou’s face into the table and he probably would have had his words not set off a string of thoughts that had him staring blankly ahead, mind whirring. 

Do something about it. 

---

“He cheated on me, and my friends they all-” you were shaking in the door of his apartment, lips wobbling, eyes wet, and Sanzu could only stand there, staring at you in shock because a part of him couldn’t believe that you were actually standing in front of him. “I-I’m sorry, ‘m sorry, I didn’t know where else to go.”

And Sanzu opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out, and you clearly took it the wrong way. 

“... I’m sorry. I should go,” you were backing away and panic shot through him immediately, his hand darted out, wrapping around your wrist as he tugged you back toward him.

“No,” he said, “No, s’okay, baby, you know you can always come to me.”

His breath caught as the pet name slipped from his lips before he could stop. Did he push too far too quickly? Need to be careful, don’t ruin this chance. But relief swept through him when your face only crumbled at the pet name and he for a second, he could have sworn that he had caught an expression of longing sweep across your face.

He found himself proven correct by the next words that left for your lips, “I missed you so much,” your voice wavered, “So, so much, you have no idea. Never should’ve left you, I-”

Sanzu moved before his mind could catch up, your words clouding his thoughts as he tugged you into his apartment, letting the door shut behind you--because this was all he fucking wanted. His hands were shaky as he leaned in close, pressing his lips to yours for the first time in three months, trembling fingers coming up to cup your face as he let out a soft whimper against your lips, running his thumb over your cheekbone. He could feel your wet tears staining his face and how your lips clung to his like a lifeline, your hands curling around the cloth of his shirt, holding him close, and Sanzu swore that everything was right in the world again at that moment.

He pulled back, lips brushing yours, “He never deserved you,” he said, voice little over a breath as he wiped away the tears streaming down your face, “You’re so good, too good, too good for anyone, he never deserved you, you only deserve the best.”

You shook your head and he hated how the glassy-eyed expression you were giving him made his blood run hot, “Haru-”

He bit back the moan that nearly escaped his lips at the sound of you saying his name, Haru, Haru, Haru, he could listen to you say his name forever and never get tired of it, it was the sweetest song his ears had ever heard. He had hated his name until he met you and it suddenly became his favorite word every time it spilled from your lips.

“My pretty girl,” Sanzu murmured, bringing your face back closer to his, pressing his lips to your forehead and then your nose and then to each of your cheeks, “The prettiest girl, my perfect baby, he didn’t deserve you.”

“I just don’t understand,” you sobbed, throwing yourself forward into his arms and Sanzu caught you, arms wrapped tight around your waist as you flung yours around his shoulders. He brought one hand up to cradle the back of your head as you buried your face into the crook of his neck and Sanzu let out a shaky breath, eyes wide. “I did everything right, I-I gave it my all and he was so good, he never showed any sign of this I didn’t expect it, I..”

Your voice trailed off as Sanzu got lost in his own thoughts.

Love you, love you, love you, god he fucking loved you and he missed you, he missed you so, so, so, so much. He missed holding you in his arms, he missed being the one you ran to whenever you were upset, he missed kissing you, he missed your scent, your taste, the way you felt against him, he missed everything about you, he missed you so much it hurt.

“... must be somethin’ wrong with me, Haru, I-”

Sanzu’s grip around you tightened, how dare-

“Don’t you ever say that,” Sanzu hissed, pulling you away from him so he could look you in the eye, he softened at the teary-eyed look you directed at him, bringing one hand to your face to cup your cheek, “You’re so perfect, princess.”

You shook your head and rage darkened his mind and it took all of his willpower to stop himself from tightening his grip around your face. He would kill him. He would kill him. He would kill him so fucking brutally that nobody would be able to identify his remains, strip the skin from his muscles and the muscles from his bones, he would tear him apart because nobody had any right to make his perfect girl feel so awful about herself. Nobody. He would kill anyone that did.

He would kill him.

“Let me show you,” he breathed out, “Babygirl, let me show you.”

“Haru, I dunno,” you were shaking your head but your hands tightened around the cloth of his shirt and he ran his thumb over your cheek, mouth drying as your eyes fluttered shut, instinctively leaning into his touch. 

“Please,” Sanzu murmured, bringing his other hand back to your face, tilting your head up so that you were looking at him, your eyes met his again and Sanzu swore that the entire world could be burning around him and he wouldn’t even notice because all that matter was you--you and your pretty eyes and hypnotic voice, god he had been deprived of it so long, for too long, Sanzu was sure he couldn’t live without you.

He brought his lips back down to yours and his breath shook against your lips as your hands came up, one hand slipping behind his head and the other coming up to cup the side of his neck to hold him close as you deepened the kiss, tongue darted out to swipe at his bottom lip.

And Sanzu couldn’t breathe, he felt like he was on cloud nine, his hands slid down from your face to your thighs, lifting you and you gasped into his mouth. Sanzu all but whimpered when your legs wrapped around his waist, arms tightening around his shoulders. Closer, he needed you closer, he couldn’t get close enough to you. 

He was barely thinking straight as he brought you through his apartment, mind hazy, drunk off of the taste of you. He laid you back on his bed, pulling off of you, and Sanzu felt dizzy as you reached out for him, a whine slipping from your lips as he pulled away.

This was all he wanted, all he had ever wanted was for you to want him, need him, as much as he needed you. But you didn’t, you never fucking did. He was always too much--too clingy, too protective, too smothering. You always wanted to go out, do things without him, and it wasn’t fair because all he wanted was you.

“Haru, I’m going out with my friends tonight… No, Haru, it’s just a girl’s night..”

“Haru, I can do this on my own.”

“Haru, I don’t need your help with this, I’ve got it.”

“Haru, please, I need space.”

“Haru, I think we need to take a break.”

“Haru,” your voice in the present knocked him out of the memories of the past, before you had left him. His eyes met yours, and the anger that had been brewing again disappeared when he saw the pleading look in your eyes, “What’re you doin’, Haru? I want-”

“Shh,” he murmured, kneeling on the floor by the edge of the bed where he had laid you, working on slipping off the pretty heels you had on your feet, once he had placed them on the floor by the foot of the bed, he pressed his lips to your ankle, “Gonna take my time with you tonight, princess. Make you feel so fuckin’ good.”

“Haru,” your voice came out as a whimper and Sanzu nearly moaned against your skin as he trailed slow, wet kisses up your calf, to your knee, all the way up to your thigh, mapping out every inch of your skin in reach of him. He let out another shaky breath, palms smoothed over your outer thigh, running up and down your skin slowly as he pulled back to look at you, taking in the pretty skirt and matching top you had on.

“The prettiest girl,” Sanzu whispered, “you’re the prettiest girl, look at you, baby, so fuckin’ pretty.”

You shook your head and Sanzu inhaled sharply, the anger returning with a vengeance and he only barely pushed it to the side. His eyes darted over to the left, taking in the mirror set up on his wall and for a moment, he could only stare, absorbed in the image of you splayed out on his bed, chest rising and falling rapidly. This was where you belonged, in his apartment, in his bed. 

But then he caught sight of the gleam of your tears in the reflection and forced himself back to what he was doing. He reached up, fingers curling around your jaw gently to turn your head to face the mirror, “Watch,” he said quietly, “want you to watch yourself, see how perfect you are, yeah?”

“Haru,” you went to look away but Sanzu’s grip tightened on your jaw.

“Look,” he repeated again, voice low, and you swallowed thickly, once he was satisfied that you weren’t going to turn your head away, Sanzu dipped back down, hands sliding down your body to hook around the waistband of your skirt, tugging it down over your hips and pulling them off of your legs.

“Haru, I don’t wanna watch,” you said and Sanzu glanced up from where he was entranced by the way your pretty lace panties sat on your body, hugging your skin. 

You were still looking in the mirror, Sanzu nearly cooed at how obedient you were.

“Trust me, princess,” he murmured, kissing your inner thigh, “Just watch.” 

Without another word, Sanzu slid your panties off, stuffing them in his pocket before leaning back down, relishing in how your entire body shivered as he kissed up your inner thigh, closer and closer to your heat. He inhaled deeply, letting out a low moan at your scent, hands wrapping around your thighs to tug you closer to him so he could bury his face into your cunt.

Sanzu groaned, eyes fluttering shut at your familiar taste, tongue diving deep between your folds, dipping inside your entrance. He had missed it, fuck he had missed it so fucking much, he was addicted to the taste of you more than any drug. Distantly, he heard the loud whines spilling from your lips--his name over and over and over and over again and it had his head feeling light.

Tastes so good, he was moaning against you like a fucking whore, tongue sliding between your folds, flicking over your clit, so fuckin’ good, Sanzu was sure he could spend the rest of life buried between your thighs, hearing your moans and whimpers as he indulged on you. 

His gaze flicked up, looking up at you through his lashes and Sanzu let out another hum against you, tongue swirling around your clit, sucking it lightly into his mouth as he watched you fist the bedsheets, back arching off the bed, thighs clamping down around his head. And it didn’t take long for him to have you sobbing his name, hips stuttering against his face; Sanzu lapped up every drop of you like a starved man but he just couldn’t get enough.

Distantly, he could hear you pleading for him to hold on, to give you a second to recover but your words only went in one ear and out the other because he was far too lost in the taste of you. He groaned, sucking your clit hard again before pushing his tongue inside of you, almost whimpering when he felt your walls contract around it, spasming at the stimulation. Your hand reached down to tug at his hair and try to pull him away but it only spurred him on even more.

He moaned into you again, feeling your legs tense around his head, noting the way your body was twitching and jerking, the way your pleas for him to stop were quickly returning to high-pitch cries of his name. He fucked his tongue in and out of you faster, desperate to hear you scream his name, to feel you cum all over his tongue again.

And you did, god you did, screamed his name so loud that he was sure the Haitanis next door could hear you, body thrashing beneath him as he brought you to your second high so quickly, too quickly. He inhaled deeply through his nose, drinking up all of your release, not willing to let a single drop go to waste. His eyes flickered to the side, toward the mirror and Sanzu’s body shuddered when he caught sight of your slack jaw and half-rolled back eyes as you came down from your orgasm, body still twitching as he dragged his tongue between your folds. 

He pulled off of you, shifting up your body, kissing up your bare skin. He slid your top over your body, biting down on his bottom lip at the sight of your nippes hard through the thin cloth. Anger hit him again--you wore this for him. 

He forced it away, instead pulling your shirt off of you n letting out a shaky breath at the sight of you bare and fucked out beneath him, where you belonged, where you belonged, where you fuckin’ belonged.

He trailed his lips up your chest, flicking his tongue over your nipple before dragging it up to your neck, teeth grazing your skin, lips massaging bruises into your pretty skin. He groaned against your skin, grinding his clothed cock against your thigh before kissing up to your jaw, sucking behind your ear. 

“Prettiest fuckin’ girl, look at yourself, baby,” he murmured, nudging his nose against the side of your face before looking at you through the mirror, catching your glazed over eyes and swollen lips. He nearly moaned when your unfocused gaze met his through the reflection. “Want you to say it for me, babygirl.” 

“Huh?” he barely caught the confused noise that you let out and he turned his face back into your skin, pressing his lip against your cheek once, twice, three times.

“Prettiest girl in the whole world, wanna hear you say it, baby,” he told you and you only blinked, “S’okay, you don’t have to say it right now, but you will if you wanna cum again, alright?” 

Your brows furrowed, slowly registering his words as Sanzu worked at the buckle of his belt, not even bothering to pull it off fully before unzipping his pants and pulling his cock out, letting out a soft grunt of relief now that he wasn’t restrained in his slacks. 

“Cum… again?” you hesitated, and your voice sounded so weak and confused that it made him bite back another moan. So fuckin’ perfect, specially when you’re all fucked out pretty for him. “H-Haru, I-I dunno if I can cum again?” 

Sanzu only cooed at you, kissing all around your swollen lips, “Sure you can, baby, gonna fuck you so good, alright?” 

“H-Haru, I dunno, ‘s so sensitive-” you began again but Sanzu only silenced you by pressing his lips to yours, bringing one of his hands down to lazily pump his cock, parting your thighs with one of his knees. He pulled his lips from yours as he brought his tip to your pretty pussy, letting it rub against your clit and sink between your folds. He watched raptly as your entire body spasmed, head tilting back and jaw going slack again at the stimulation, “Haru, I-”

With one swift motion, Sanzu sunk himself deep into you, eyes knocking back at the feeling of your tight cunt squeezing his cock. “Fuck, fuck, baby, you’re so fuckin’ tight, made fuckin’ perfect for me, yeah?” 

You didn’t respond, only loud moans and whimpers meeting his ear as he grabbed one of your thighs, pressing the limp limb up against your chest so he could bully his cock even deeper into you.

You were, he gasped into your neck, forehead pressed against your skin as he tried to control himself, so fuckin’ perfect for him, made for him. You were fuckin’ made for him, he was the only one that could have you. The only fuckin’ one, he’d kill anyone else that tried.

“Say it, baby,” he drew his hips back and rolled them into yours, your body jerking beneath him, cunt contracting around his cock so tight that it nearly had him cumming on the spot, a low, broken moan slipped from his lips, “Fuck, fuck, careful, baby, don’t do that.”

You only let out a half sob, eyes dazed and unfocused, you tried to turn your head back to look at him but Sanzu only nudged his nose back against your face, making sure you were still looking in the mirror, “Look at yourself, baby, look how pretty you are, all for me, yeah?” 

Smeared makeup, tears streaming down your face, swollen lips and glassy eyes, Sanzu Haruchiyo knew you were the most beautiful fucking creature to walk this earth. And you were all fucking his. 

“Mm, a-all for you,” your words were practically a slur and it made him light-headed. All for him, all for him, all for him, he snapped his hips against yours, eyes rolling back at the way your walls desperately tried to suck him in.

So fuckin’ tight, his perfect fuckin’ pussy, “Prettiest girl in the whole world,” he gasped into your skin, picking up the pace of his hips, fingers bruising your thigh as he presses your leg harder into your chest, “Say it.” 

You sobbed and Sanzu’s mind went blank when he felt your walls clamp down around him, an obscene moan slipping from his lips as you came around his cock without warning, his hips stuttered and it took all of his self-control to stop himself from cumming with you.

“P-p-p-prettiest girl in the world!” you cried out, “‘m the prettiest girl in the world, your pretty girl, ‘m your pretty girl, Haru.”

“Yeah you are,” Sanzu groaned, “My pretty fuckin’ girl, nobody else can have you. Nobody else can make you feel s’fuckin’ good.”

“Nobody else can have me, ‘m all yours, only one that can make me feel good,” you babbled. “All yours, all yours.”

Sanzu let out another moan, “All fuckin’ mine,” he bit down on your skin, his free hand grabbing your other thigh and bringing it to the same position as the one already pressed to your chest, folding you in half so he could fuck himself deeper inside of you.

You laid limp beneath him, chest rising and falling rapidly and lips parted and Sanzu almost cooed at the tears streaming down your face from the overstimulation and the drool pooling at the corner of your lips. His pretty baby, he thought as he leaned in, licking up the drool beginning to drip down the side of your cheek, fucking you faster, deeper, harder, his eyes nearly rolled back with every thrust.

He grunted as his grip tightened around your thighs, as you laid there, jaw slack and tits bouncing pretty with every snap of his hips--his pretty doll, his to use, his to fuckin’ ruin. 

You barely even made a sound other than another soft whimper when he felt your cunt spasm around him again, release squirting around his cock and staining his dark slacks and dress shirt and Sanzu’s entire body shook, a loud moan of your name spilling from his lips as he finished deep inside of you, vision flashing white and lips parting, breath hot and heavy against your neck.

You didn’t even react and Sanzu groaned as he pushed himself off of you, hissing as his cock slipped out of your cunt. He paused as he took in your slack expression, pretty baby couldn’t handle his cock, his chest swelled as leaned down to press a few kisses to your lips, blood running hot when you failed to react again. 

Fuck.

His eyes drifted down to the mess between your legs, looking down with lidded eyes as his cum seeped out of your wrecked cunt. Inhaling sharply, he gathered the cum that had leaked out with his fingers and pushed it back deep inside of you.

Can’t leave him if…

He swallowed thickly at the thought, eyes going dark but he pulled his fingers out from you after a few moments, intent on undressing and laying with you. He let out a breath as he rose to his feet, body still reeling from the intense orgasm. Unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it in the bin next to his closet, and then doing the same with his slacks. 

He paused as he caught sight of the rumpled pile of clothes on the floor near his bed, eyes narrowing in on the bloodstains.

Oops, he thought to himself, kicking the clothes beneath his bed and out of sight if you happened to wake up and wander around after he fell asleep. 

Slipping back into bed with you, shifting you around to help you under the bedsheets with him, you stirred for a moment, and Sanzu’s mouth went dry as you blinked up at him blearily, eyes droopy and exhaustion set in your features. “Missed you,” you repeated again before yawning and letting your eyes shut as you leaned into him, letting him wrap his arms around you as you drifted off to sleep.

His eyes didn’t leave your sleeping form, unable to draw his gaze away from how you slept so soundly curled in his arms, face nuzzled to his chest, body half-slung on top of him. Your breath was steady and your expression was nothing short of peaceful, letting out soft hums as you occasionally tried to shift closer to him.

He loved you.

God, he loved you so much that it hurt, there was no one in the world that could compare, he knew it. He brought his fingers up to your hair, brushing a stray hair from your face and his chest felt warm when another content sigh left your lips, as if you knew even in your sleep it was his touch.

He had missed you and for a second, the anger almost returned. Because you had left him, you had left him when all he had ever done was try to love you and-

He let out a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, careful not to shift too much so he didn’t wake you up. 

It’s okay, he said to himself, it’s okay because you learned your lesson. 

He stroked your hair gently, watching the small smile on your lips with dark eyes. You knew better now--Sanzu was the only one that would be there for you when you needed it, the only one that loved you enough not to leave. Sanzu was your pillar and it was about time you finally realized it, even if it did take a little pushing on his part.

It wasn’t his fault though, really, he thought to himself as he wiped away your smeared makeup with his thumb. He had only made one little threat and your boyfriend--ex, he reminded himself gleefully--had rolled over immediately, finding a whore to bring to where he was supposed to bring you for your two-month anniversary date.

If he had really loved you, loved you like how Sanzu did, he would have chosen you no matter what else was at stake. Sanzu would have, and to him, it was just even more proof that the leech didn’t deserve you. He hadn’t expected it to turn out as well as it had, though. He had been planning on bumping into you over the next few days--a welcome, familiar face after your friends dropped you and your boyfriend cheated on you. 

It didn’t matter, Sanzu thought again, tilting his head down to press his lips to the top of your head, he wouldn’t live to see tomorrow anyway. 

Sanzu liked to think he was a man of his word, for the most part, anyway. And yes, he had promised to let the man’s parents and younger siblings live if found a way to ruin his relationship with you, but Sanzu made no such promises about his own life--no one got to hurt his girl and live to see the next day, he’s not the first and he most certainly won’t be the last to meet a brutal end for making that mistake. 

Not that you knew that of course.

And he smiled again, pressing soft kisses to the top of your head, sleeping blissfully unaware of the dark thoughts running through Sanzu’s head. 

You’d stay with him this time, he thought to himself, arms tightening around you as you shifted again in your sleep, he’d make sure of it, one way or another. 

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