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~𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓜𝓮, 𝓜𝔂 𝓟𝓮𝓽𝓪𝓵 ~

𝔇𝔬𝔪𝔞 𝔵 ℌ𝔲𝔪𝔞𝔫! ℜ𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯

𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: 𝐷𝑜𝑚𝑎 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑒, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑖𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑑, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑔𝑒. 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑠, 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 ℎ𝑒’𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ. 

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𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔(𝑠): 𝐹𝑒𝑚!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟, 𝑂𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑛-𝑐𝑜𝑛, 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑚𝑢𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑, 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑣𝑒!𝐷𝑜𝑚𝑎, 𝑜𝑛𝑒-𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝.

𝐴𝑙𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦, 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑜𝑟 𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑.

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𝐴.𝑁.: 𝑂𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦, 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑚 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑝𝑙𝑜𝑡, ℎ𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟, 𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒’𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑡 𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙. 𝐼 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡. 𝑁𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑍𝑢𝑘𝑜 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑐𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑙, 𝑠𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ! 𝐼 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑖𝑡!

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Doma had you sit on his lap, one of his clawed hands grasping your hips, giving it light squeezes every few seconds. Every fiber of your being trembled. You held your hands close to your chest, clasping your palms together so tightly your knuckles turned white, and you refused to look up,  too scared to meet the demon’s unnerving stare. You could still feel his gaze on you, however, looking at you with dreamy, half-lidded eyes. He hummed a small tune,  one a mother would sing to their children at night, caressing your face with his knuckles. His touch was gentle yet cold, you couldn’t help but think death himself was at your side. 

Yet, it’s almost as if he was.

“My sweet petal,” Doma cooed, flashing his sharp fangs as he chuckled. His laugh sent a cold wave of fear to wash over you, when laughter is always supposed to fill you with warmth. You couldn’t help but shiver. “My pretty [Name], are you hungry? I can have my followers bring you food!”

“N-No, I’m fine, Doma,” you replied, shaking your head. “I’m still full from this morning.”

It’s true, you ate like a king — much to Doma’s delight—to the point you couldn’t even move. The demon hand-fed you every piece of food, making sure you tasted every savory dish he had his cult prepare for you. Every grain you swallowed left Doma giggling like a child, content in seeing you enjoying yourself, causing him to abandon the bowl in his hand and grab a different plate to feed you. 

You couldn’t even tell him no because he just ignored you, insisting to keep going. You couldn’t even escape, knowing the man was too strong to outrun. Thus, you were left to endure his doting and spoiling behavior.

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Yandere!Bonten x black widow assassin!reader?

Just something that popped into my head, just imagine them in a club. One of them being a target of assassination but your target is the one who tryin to kill them. One second they are surrounded by gurls doing whatever. The next a ceiling from the floor above caves in and you have your target in a hopeless position. You leave with the target apologizing for the mishap!

─Yandere!Bonten x assassin!reader

─Summary: you were just doing your job, you don't need any more trouble chasing you in life

─Warnings: use of weapons, unwarranted obsession, toxic behaviors, yandere stuff

I apologize because I don't know how to describe fight scenes 😩🤚

You adjusted the belt around your waist, checking the chambers of your ebony and ivory pistols, full ammunition, checking that you had your concealed knives in place, along with the small spray cans and gas mask, you didn't used to have to use these last ones things, but you never know when you need a little help.

You take out your cell phone checking the message from the anonymous person who had hired you this time, one last look at the information you needed to know, you just had to make sure that another assassin did not kill your client's shareholders, although it did not expressly say that you should kill her, but if it was necessary to secure the lives of these men, was something you were going to do. Not for nothing were you quite well known in the underground world where contracts were agreed upon, you did your job quietly, leaving no clues and quite quickly, you offered good service and that's how you earned your living after your parents kicked you out of the house for being a nonsense in your studies, at least, you found a way to earn a living, more or less moral depending on who looks at it.

Usually you would take a more defensive position with a long-range sniper, but today you needed to blend in with the girls in a brothel, so you had to bring out another part of your arsenal, fancy clothes and accessories to your liking to look like someone rich.

It was not difficult to infiltrate as one of the workers, since they did not have a uniform as such, you located the round table of the men you had to protect, observing from afar how they interacted with the different girls who approached like bees to honey, wishing try something from them. You stood next to a guy at another table, following his dirty talk in a careless way while your attention was focused on another girl, you saw how her dress became baggier in certain areas of her body, areas that you recognized well to hide a weapon small caliber, luckily she excused herself to go to the bathroom, immediately forgetting your companion to follow her.

You waited in the restrooms, pretending to touch up your lipstick, you looked sideways when she came out of one of the bathrooms, noticing how the dress adjusted, revealing a knife attached to her thigh, you both exchanged glances, a small silence of tension and out of nowhere the two of you were fighting knife against knife.

"I knew that some whore was going to try to take my job today, those men are mine, I'll be the one to kill them."

She cut you on the cheek and you immediately kicked her, her defensive posture wavered for a few moments but she recovered, the fight reached the second floor where there was no one, since there only had furniture or old things from decor.

"You're wrong, they are not my targets."

You cut her forearm causing her to move back, anticipating her movements you hid behind a sofa, she now pointed her pistol towards your position without being able to hit you, you threw your knife as a distraction to be able to aim with your guns, but the girl reacted quickly at the stimulus, you groaned internally as a bullet grazed your arm but you began to move quickly between the different pieces of furniture.

It was like that for a while, playing tense cat and mouse, you managed to hurt her enough to make her movements much slower, but you needed to make your dominance clear, you took cover behind a pile of stacked boxes, your eyes caught a small crack in the floor, you looked up seeing some old wooden beams, that was it.

You forced the girl out of her hiding place, continuing the fight physically, again wielding bladed weapons, you lured her to the center of the room, managing to kick her to drop her weapons, before she could draw another one, you shot into the rafters and everything fell on top of both of you, the floor collapsed, consequently falling to the first floor, right in front of the table where Bonten observed how two female figures were on top of all that rubble.

The chaos had made the vast majority of people flee, they took their hands to their guns in case something unforeseen happened, however they watched in silence the interaction.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I give up, I'll quit the job, but don't kill me! I just needed the money to get my family up, please! Please…!"

Your finger brushed the trigger of your pistol that was pointed directly at her forehead, you looked at her in silence for a few seconds before slowly lowering the gun, her eyes began to water, and immediately she pushed you to run.

"My mission wasn't to kill you anyway… oh shit!" you brushed off the rubble and dust, looking around as a couple of waitresses looked at you horrified, your breathing calmed once you saw the Bonten executives safe and sound, you didn't think very well that destroying the ceiling could have crushed them, but luckily nothing fell on their table "Ok, job done… sorry for the mess."

As if you had known them all your life, you apologized for a little nonsense, and you were going to leave immediately because you needed a rest and your money, but apparently someone did not have the same thoughts.

"Who the hell are you?"

Sanzu gripped your wrist tightly, glancing at the pistols that were now visible because your clothing had been torn in places, a small smile tugging at his lips at seeing your unfazed gaze.

"It's none of your business."

You tugged at his grip to break free of it, but he tightened it causing a wince on your face, the others slowly approached to your side, Mikey watching silently as your wince turned into one of impatience and disgust.

"It is our business, you have destroyed our brothel."

"And you intend to leave like that as if nothing had happened? It's disrespectful lady."

The Haitani brothers stepped forward, Ran pointing out all the damage from the collapse while Rin crossed his arms, inspecting your face and every detail of it.

"I'm not a lady..." they all began to look at each other, giving you glances from time to time, observing your body and arguing in silence "or am I?"

You raised your leg hitting Sanzu's abdomen, he stepped back as did you, although Kakucho blocked your next attack he couldn't catch you again because he had to dodge one of your hidden blades.

"Catch her!"

"I'm sorry! I have places to be, I hope we don't meet again, maybe it means bad news."

You sprayed them with a shit-eating smile when you saw how they rubbed their eyes trying to hold back the tears from the burning, when they wanted to realize you were already a long way from there, looking for the place where they had hidden the money for the completed order.

"Have you seen her movements, damn, I think I've-"

"Cut it Sanzu, we don't want to know about your sexual fantasies."

"Always so boring Kokonoi."

"Who was her anyway?"

Mochizuki, finished wiping his eyes once they stopped watering, Takeomi answered even though his eyes kept looking at the exit through which you fled.

"She was a contract killer, apparently a good one."

"I want her."

"Huh?"

They all looked at his leader, his gaze of emptiness had a slight glimmer of desire, as if he were a child who had found a better toy than he already had, a new toy to play with and smash. You were good at your job, weren't you? He needed to get rid of a few useless ones, and he wanted you to be the one to do that job.

You unintentionally triggered an obsession in the leader of one of the worst mafias in Tokyo, no matter how slippery you are, no matter how many times you change your identity, nothing matters because now you are something he wants and Mikey always gets what he wants. His obsession with you at first was something that happened as a 'boss whim', however, the more difficult the search for you became, the others also began to become obsessed for no reason.

A long game of cat and mouse awaits you, because now these guys need to know more about you, they need to see you, they need to have you, even though they barely shared a measly moment with you, it was enough to obsess over an image of you that they held within their minds. Do you think you can escape? don't be silly.

Is it just an incredily expensive party dress she is trying out or is it really for something else? Bonten Mikey seems to know at least :) Find out in Chapter 3 of Going Home (my Time Leaper darling AU)!

Another amazingly stunning piece by @purarupu ! Thank you again for the incredible work, blows my mind everytime I see it :D Been a while since this was done but just found the opportunity to post this given I commissioned this with Going Home in mind.

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Idk if you do requests but i rly like your works (no pressure tho luv ya✌🏻) may i ask some fluffy bonten mikey going home to his preggy wife after a long day in bonten? Thank you🥹🥹

Home to You

SUMMARY : After dealing with a Bonten rat that tried to expose your wellbeing to the public eye, Mikey goes home to you.

🔞Warnings: violence & torture stuff (bonten!mikey hates traitors), fluff (on the last part), explicit sexual content, lactation, fingering, creampie, she/her pregnant reader.

AN: hi! thanks for requesting! I’m back once again lol sorry for inactivity, another anon also requested me to do nsfw w mikey so i just merged their requests bec im too lazy to write another dhddhrhhgr this is just pwp with 2.8k words idk. I hope this is okay lmaoo:))

“You may kill him now.”

“N-No, please. Mikey I beg your forgiveness! I promise it won’t happen again!”

The bloodied man bound to the chair struggles. He pleads for his life with hollowed eyes. He was imprisoned in one of Bonten's secret warehouses for several agonizing hours, having his fingernails removed, bones crushed, and sulfuric acid slowly dripped into his wounds.The bloodied man laments his dying life.

He was trying to get your picture. If he could just get his hands to photograph his boss's wife, a very hidden and confidential figure in Tokyo underworld, he and his pals could sell it to the public and get wealthy.

Getting the boss to let anyone but the highest-ranking Bonten officials see his wife, let alone take her picture, was a herculean and treacherous task in and of itself. Moreover, 'the wife' herself rarely left the house without at least three of Sano's most trusted guards following close behind.

Her own existence was treated as precious as the most prized and expensive piece of art in the world.

And while it was common knowledge that Mikey detested traitors more than anything else, his greatest fear was that someone would try to harm you and take you away from him when you were pregnant.

Sano Manjiro had been dubbed a variety of labels throughout his young life: tyrant, evil, savage; those terms have never failed to amuse him, and don't even get him started on the titles he's acquired; The Invincible Mikey as a teen, The Heartless King throughout his adolescence, as he and his gang dominated and conquered prefectures one by one with bloodshed and brutality. He was capable of crushing force much beyond his years, and then as time passed; murderous monster, cruel ruler, hollow-hearted motherfucker - that's the latest.

You had only gotten married the previous year and your pregnancy was a swift blessing afterward. No matter how many politicians, lawyers, journalists, and police stations Bonten had in their control, they still dared not take any chances in case more traitors tried to leak Bonten's private business, especially the pregnancy of their king's queen, and leak it to rival gangs which only puts your safety at risk.

After a long day of executions, Mikey heads out to his waiting car and heads home for the night. Even though it was late, he knew you would be waiting up for him to get home, just like you did every day.

You were fast asleep on the porch swing when he pulled up in his expensive car, just as he had anticipated. A blanket covered your pregnant belly as you rested your head in Kakucho's lap.

Kakucho becomes alerted to the presence of his boss but hesitates to move so as not to wake you from your nap on his lap. Mikey had already put his most trusted executives in place to protect you from the nasty traitors who were selling information on you, before he found out that they were doing so.

Mikey sighs at the sight of you.

“I told you to sleep inside.” He reaches out and gently runs a hand across your forehead, knowing full well that you would do this, but still touched by your concern.

He picks you up as gently as he can, dismissing Bonten’s Number 3 along the way and carries you all the way to your bedroom so you can sleep there instead.

You lay still on your bed, eyes closed, lashes fluttering down your cheeks; Mikey worries that you've fallen into a deep sleep from which there is no awakening. He frowns at his childish thoughts before he leans forward and tenderly kisses you to wake you up. You make a soft gasping noise, then reaches out a hand which Mikey takes hold of so he can entwine your fingers together; pressing light kisses against your forehead and eyelids.

Mikey sighs again and starts running a finger over the hollow at the base of your throat, overcome by a familiar sense of ownership but also of obligation; the woman before him is entirely under his power, his command.

You, his wife, are not only his to do with as he pleases in terms of control and manipulation, but also his responsibility to nurture, safeguard, and care for.

Then, with a strong surge of protective compassion, he pulls you closer to him and presses his lips against your forehead. You sigh contentedly and relax into his touch, your eyes fluttering open in a sleepy gaze of appreciation.

Unlike last week, when you announced suddenly wanting to have dorayaki, only to reveal at the last minute that what you really want is pizza, this seems to be one of the rare times when your hormones and weird appetites haven't made you uncomfortable.

A gentle touch to the side of his cheek pulls him back, and he responds to your quiet coo with a rumbling rumble of comfort. When he does, he stoops to run his nose along your neck. You squeal with joy as you snuggle up to him. Your hands went up and got caught in Mikey's silver hair, dragging him closer to you, "Oh, welcome home, Manjiro," you mumbled as your hands moved up to cup Mikey's face.

“I’m home.” In response, he gently pecked you on the cheek until the kiss melted into something more passionate. Mikey's fingertips slid over your warm skin and gently tugged at the loose garments that covered your body.

A gasp escapes you into Mikey's mouth as the buttons on your shirt come undone one by one and the garment is discarded over to the side of the bed.

You let out a hot moan as his one hand rested on your right breast, pinching your swollen nipple. A moan escaped your lips, and you flushed, peering up at Mikey through your eyelashes as he smiled.

Mikey bent down and pinched your nipple again. He sucked viciously on one nipple while pulling with the other, leaving soft bite marks along your flesh. Your body's immediate reaction to your husband was almost too embarrassing to bear.

Mikey kept on sucking your tit, and with one especially forceful sucking, a rush of warm liquid washed into his eager mouth. Smooth and creamy.

Your breasts grew larger and more beautiful and softer than Mikey could have imagined as your pregnancy progressed. He was prepared for physical changes to your body during pregnancy and had researched every possible outcome extensively, yet he was still completely taken aback when you began lactating.

He suckled and lapped at the milk from your breasts until you cum. He makes a contented little noise in the back of his throat as he gulps down your breast milk.

“Fuck, Manjiro,” You cry and writhe under him, getting your fingers tangled in Mikey's hair. He keeps sucking on your nipple, filling his mouth with sweet milk in short bursts. He gulps down as much milk as he can by squeezing your breasts with his bare hand.

“So sweet,” Mikey pulls away enough to mumble and goes straight back to sucking immediately afterward.

Squeezing your eyes shut, you beg, “Please, Manjiro. I want you inside of me now.”

Mikey didn't need to be told twice. He sat up a little and reached down to pull your panties off fully, leaving you naked for him to see. He spread your legs out, bent them at the knees, and put them on the bed.

You recoiled as his finger traced over your clit, and your hips buckled on their own. For a while, Mikey torments you in this manner, simply circling your clit over and over again until you feel desperate enough to start crying.

“Please,” you beg, and you finally get your wish when he starts to push his finger in.

“Ah!” You screamed, arched your back as Mikey's finger slid in. You rolled your hips in time with your husband's, and before you knew it, Mikey had inserted his second finger.

Once Mikey is two fingers deep, he waits, lazily lapping at your nipple until you’re scrabbling at him, desperate for more.

He begins to work you open, the glide easy with all the copious amount of slick you are producing. He pumps his fingers in and out, his pace gentle and teasingly stroking against your g-spot.

“O-oh!” You groan as you gyrate your hips to get a better angle to spear yourself with his talented fingers. “Manjiro, it feels s-so good. More, please.”

Mikey fingers you farther while grinning and kissing your hips. He maintains a relentless pace, increasing the pleasure with each each thrust that brushes against your g-spot. At last, you've had enough of his tormenting. You need his cock.

“Manjiro, p-please,” you beg, rolling your hips frantically on Mikey’s fingers, impatient for more. “I’m r-ready. Please.”

Mikey's dark eyes narrow as he studies you intently before he lets out a hum and draws his fingers away, earning you a discontented whine at the sudden emptiness. You gaped at him as he brought his wet fingers to his lips. Mikey looks directly at you as he starts licking off the slick, causing you to squeal in embarrassment. As if he wasn’t suckling on your breast milk only moments ago.

Mikey looks at the surprise on your face and laughs before leaning in for a brief kiss. “So cute,” he murmurs before sitting back up. “Are you ready?”

In agreement, you open your legs wider as Mikey carefully nestles in between you, taking care not to put much pressure on your swollen stomach.

Mikey presses the tip of his cock against your wet entrance and rubs beads of precum along the folds of your hole before sinking in. The contact burned, but in a deliciously mind-blowing way. Mikey's cock was wrapped in a warm, tight heat, and his fingers quickly found purchase on your soft hips and gripped them like his lifeline. You tighten up around him, and Mikey could feel every flutter of your inner walls as you clenched.

Your body was so soft, smooth, and warm, and Mikey stayed still against you, enjoying the way you moved around him. The Bonten king went deeper inside, and each small push made your legs tremble and spread apart. Finally, Mikey was pressed to the hilt, his balls firmly against your ass.

You stared up at him, eyes glazed over with lust. “Fuck me, Manjiro.”

Mikey closed his eyes for a second because his sweet wife made him feel like he couldn't do anything else. He moved unconsciously, and when he did, you groaned. Mikey shifted again, harder this time, his cock practically stuffing itself inside you.

When you uttered a breathless groan, Mikey knew he had hit your sweet spot. He massaged his cock slowly against it, his cock twitching at the rhythm you provided. Your legs trembled around him as you mewled Mikey's name and whimpered with every prod.

Mikey was taken aback when you began circling your hips and grinding back against his cock, your hips faltering every time his cock reached that sweet area inside that made you nearly pass out.

He shifts and gets a better, deeper angle and then he’s fucking up into you, right into the mouth of your womb.

Mikey fucked into you even more despite the trembling and quaking in your thighs from pleasure and weariness. You pleaded for a kiss with your legs spread as wide as possible. The angle was a little awkward with your swollen belly in the way, but you already had your tongue out and waiting. Mikey leaned in close and grabbed you without delay, sloppily giving you open-mouthed kisses as he thrusts.

As he pulled away from the kiss, Mikey buried his face in your neck and moaned softly at your scent. You continued to quake in his presence as he kissed on some of his markings on your neck, gently biting at the flesh, and he felt your walls tighten around his cock as you squirmed under him.

The pleasure was too intense. The anticipation was palpable; you wanted it to end so badly, but you also didn't want it to. You had only just begun, but it felt like too much already. You were completely overwhelmed.

Mikey kept going at the same, excruciatingly slow rate. He embraced you by placing his right arm around you. Mikey couldn’t get enough of you.

Nothing you did to one other, not even the most passionate thrusts, kisses, moans, and groans, could express the depth of your love for one another. In spite of the fact that you expressed your affection for one another on a daily basis, today was the first time you truly felt it.

You gently yanked on Mikey's hair, eliciting a muffled sigh from him. Mikey raised his head and smiled slightly at you. You could feel your toes curling at Mikey's gorgeous smile, which he solely flashed you. Nobody else had ever seen Mikey's soft side.

Mikey raised his left hand to sweep the hair away from your damp brow. He held his hand there and kissed your lips gently. You kept kissing each other on the lips.

And you were close. You could feel it.

“Manjiro“ you moaned as you attempted to lift yourself up from the bed. “Lift me up please.” You extended your arms in front of you. Mikey nodded and drew his arms beneath you, being cautious not to put pressure on your stomach.

Mikey sat on his knees, not faltering in his thrusts.

“A-Ah yes just like that !” You cocked your head. This angle provided unparalleled pleasure. You were relieved that Mikey was strong enough to support you in this way. You placed your hand between your bodies and began rubbing your clit. “God, Manjiro, I’m so close.”

“Me too.” Mikey puffs as he flies in with a harder, faster thrust than previously. “Baby,” he breathed, “I love you.”

“I love you too, baby.“

Mikey gasped and continued thrusting. He hid his head in the crook of your neck again. His fingers dug into the bottom of your thighs. “You feel amazing,” Mikey grunted.

You kept on rubbing your clit as you slid your free arm closer to Mikey's head and leaned closer to let him hear your moans.

“Fuck – I’m gonna cum,” Mikey warned. When he started to pull out, you whined and clung to his back, wrapping your legs around his.

“Manjiro I want it inside, wanna feel all of it.” You admitted.

It was all too overwhelming. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head. It was as if all of your senses had disappeared except for his touch – you couldn’t hear or see anything as you reveled in pleasure.

You didn't know if you were still moaning or not. All you could think about was how good it felt to be with Mikey, and that was enough to send you over the edge.

You let out a loud squeal as you came hard. As your orgasm went on, you continued to shake. You stared into space as the waves of your intense orgasm made your body shiver. It was so, so much. Your body twitched, your legs shook, and your toes curled.

Mikey could tell that you were tightening your grip on his cock.

With a low grunt, he slowed down to a stop and came inside. You can feel the jerking throb of his cock inside you. The wet squelch of your walls sucking his cum in deeper, pulling it into your already heavy womb. He grind his hips into you, pressing his cum deeper and deeper as he held you, almost in a death grip, not wanting to let go of you. His knees started to shake, and he started to thrust a little bit to ride out his orgasm.

And then silence. Your groans are stopping. You were still shaking when Mikey held you.

He finally put you back on the bed with care, and you whimpered as you fell back. Mikey slowly pulled away as he watched his seed slowly come out of you.

“I love you so much,” Mikey whispered into your ear.

You sighed and took a deep breath, “I love you too, Manjiro.”

Once you’re both settled under the covers you let out a loud yawn.

“Okay, I’m so tired now,” you said slowly. You could feel Mikey's smile on your shoulder and your husband's warm hands moving around on your swollen stomach, where you could feel your baby’s lively kicks, “She’s angry. Think we woke her–.”

“Yeah, we definitely woke her.” He chuckles softly.

Sleep was finally taking you again. Even though you couldn't be sure, you heard somewhere in the midst of his quiet voice whispering to your stomach and his gentle kisses on your neck, the words "love" and "you" and other sweet nothings stuff.

istg something out there dont want me to send this request so I’ll *try* to shorten it,

Male reader whos a half demon, half human, half demon. His father isn’t bad thats not what im saying but he is the son of Douma so maybe as a younger child, his father bringing home a body might’ve scared him. So he runs away and meets Uzui who becomes a father figure to the half demon. Even though reader’s demon side isn’t as big as it may have been with his father or other demons, unfortunately even though it tastes terrible reader sometimes eats bitd and pieces of humans, killing them. Reader hates doing this but he can’t stop..he wants to be normal and drink tea without an needing for eating humans. Reader has to leave so he runs away from home again, and leaves a note to Uzui, confessing and saying sorry. But the two may never get to meet again as reader runs into his father, Douma. U deicide what happens next :)

Run rabbit, Run rabbit, Run Run Run!

⚠️Warnings⚠️: Yandere, blood, mentioned of eating/drinking animals and their blood, kidnapping, obsessive father, and hinted abuse.

Yandere Douma x (PLATONIC) son!reader

Tengen Uzui (+ his wives) x (PLATONIC) adopted son!reader

Author notes: Hi Hon! So I changed it from eating bits of humans to animals (like small birds). As if reader ate humans (even just a finger etc) Uzui would sense in his aura and kill him unfortunately. Was motivated to do this early. Your 8 years old at the start and 9 at the end.

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You really didn't know why you ran away. Just that poor lady, she looked so lifeless... you knew she was dead but there was so much blood on her! It made you feel uncomfortable. Your father's cheery voice offering you the "first bite" of your first human didn’t help.

The next thing you knew you were running before you tripped on something. You just curled up and continued sobbing too upset to stand. Before you heard a voice? Oh no... father found you didn't he! He was probably going to be mad at you... That made you sob harder.

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"Hey now." A man said. He didn't sound like father?

"Oh the poor thing!" A woman shouted...?

"Suma quite! Your gonna scare him!" A different woman now yelled? At that you looked up and saw a man, and three women.

"Hey it's okay." The third women spoke now sitting on the ground in front of you. She had Black hair and violet eyes.

"Careful Hina, it's a demon!" a black and yellow hair yelled.

"Sh Makio! He's only about 7 or 8." Hina answered turning to look at Makio you think before she looked back at you.

"Is everything okay?" The nice lady Hina asked.

You sniffle trying to calm your breathing before answering.

"Father came home with... with a dead lady! He kept saying to eat her! I don't wanna eat her!" You shouted before bursting into tears again.

You could make out some gasps from them before you were picked up and hugged?

"It's okay sweetie. Your dad isn't here your safe ok?" Hina spoke again. You looked up at her to see her smiling now.

"He's adorable!" The first lady yelled again. She had black hair and sapphire eyes. "Can he adopt him Tengen?" You forgot her name...

The man didn't answer he kept staring at you. This Tengen guy looked very intimidating not to mention his height made him even more scary.

"Of course. We can't just leave him!" He now shouted before smiling... that made you flinch.

"Yes! Come on Hina let's go give him a bath" the first lady whose name you learned Suma said.

Suma, Hina walked off ahead. Tengen and Makio trailed behind the three.

"Aren't you worried he may attack he's a demon after all." Makio spoke after some silence.

"From what I can tell he's only half. And if he does do something I will eliminate him." Tengen answered glancing at the three figures up ahead before back at Makio.

"Now! Why don't we go pick out some flamboyant clothes for him?" Tengen now shouted before giving Makio a chance to answer.

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They were very sweet and within no time they became family to you. It took some time getting used to them but after a while you actually ended up started calling them your parents.

You made sure to call each something different so it wasn't confusing. Suma was "Mama", Maiko was "Mom" and Hina was "Mother". You called Tengen a lot of different things. Sometimes it was Papa or even Dad.

Everything was great with them you honestly lived a normal life it was like you weren't even part demon. You could go out in the sun but you're half demon side made you get sunburned really easy. You even had your birthday with them and honestly it was probably one of the best birthdays you've ever had so far.

Everything was great that was until your father came home injured and your mom's were all panicking. But that wasn't the worst part his blood smells so good you... wanted a taste? No! That's wrong!

After that moment you couldn't stop craving it. Would it taste good or would it taste gross. Eventually you didn't know what to do but you didn't want to ask them that's just creepy. They're already knew you were part demon you didn't want to make it worse. I mean your child wanting to eat you? That's creepy. So whenever you did you would go out into the forest behind the estate. You never went too far but you'd find any animals you could and... kill them for blood. It satisfied you enough not fully but enough those thoughts disappeared. They didn't seem to notice apparently if it wasn't human they wouldn't notice in your aura!

But it became too hard. Constantly sneaking out for that to stop those thoughts. You weren't normal clearly no normal person would do that. Eventually your thoughts got the best of you maybe it's best if you left again. But you'd at least write a note this time!

So that's what you did, none of them noticed apparently. By the time they did there was a letter on their bed. Although you only addressed it to your father you didn't want your mother's freaking out.

To Papa

I'm sorry! I just couldn't stay. You didn't notice but whenever one of you bled it smells so good! It isn't normal but I managed to stop the thoughts. It was hard though I had to... kill some birds for their blood. I know it's not normal, so I thought it's best if I left. You should at least have a normal son, a human not a demon.

Sorry, from M/n

You didn't anticipate them searching for you. But by the time they did you were far enough away it would be hard to track you down. You started questioning that maybe you should go back maybe... maybe they wouldn't think you were weird?

You didn't notice someone was following you. You are walking through a forest not near any town so no one should be out here. The next thing you know you felt something hit you on your head and everything went black.

That's when you woke up in a room. It looked familiar... wait this was your old bedroom... with your Father...

"Oh my sweetheart! Your awake! I was so worried! I didn't find you anywhere, then one day you just happen to be walking through the forest that I was strolling through!" He answered.

"Don't worry! Your safe with Papa! I won't let anyone hurt you... or take you away. You'll say safe here forever!" He smiled... that sickly sweet smile you hated it.

"Don't worry about your kidnappers sweetheart, I took care of them! They'll have a big lovely group of hungry demons going towards them!" He spoke before laughing as if that was amusing.

"Stop it Douma!" You finally shouted.

"Douma? No no no! It's Papa or Dad or Father to you! And you won't be leaving this room until you call me that!" Douma shouted before marching out of your room and slam in the door shut before you hear a lock.

You also now noticed the window in your room was fully barred up and had boards on the outside... you wanted to go home!

Tag list: Want to be added? Let me know and what fandom! Genshin, Twst, Obey me, and Demon slayer.

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