My Tumblr Is Dead But I Still Need All To Know That I Love My Puppet Son

my tumblr is dead but i still need all to know that i love my puppet son 

taking resquest!: they can be any type of reading like smut, fluff, angst, and etc, but please be patient I put my whole heart into these for your liking!

warnings: fingering

featuring: rengoku, giyuu, sanemi, L, Aizawa nanami, kazuha, ayato, diluc, xiao, heizou, and more…

just imagine your comfort character…

we kiss passionately, only feeling pressure on my chest pushing me down on the cushions of our shared bed, as they observe everything not missing an inch of my body I get all shy and look at them and feel myself getting more desperate. I dragged them down with me as we continued the kiss, they were on my side when I felt a pair of fingers press on my folds. I moaned in the kiss feeling furious wanting to close my thighs but were forced open by them getting on top of me feeling their fingers more in than before. I moaned loud and kissed them harder, I hugged their waist with both my arms and legs while they added another finger continuously going faster, I broke the kiss only receiving a string of saliva while earning such a hard eye contact back at each-other not breaking it. As they added another digit I moaned straight at their face non stop, feeling my climax as I laid my head back as I felt them lay their head on my shoulder while moaning next to their ear. I played with my cunt feeling my climax more than before "fuck..~" I moaned feeling the bed rock a little while my hips moved by its own but at the same time their extra hand caressed my breast and pinched my nipple. I couldn't think straight I didn't care if my next door neighbors hear my moans, I only cared of how my lover honored me in this special night. I played even faster with my cunt and felt my climax hitting me moaning loud enough for them to hear, as well as feeling my juices coat my lover's finger's, I lay down exhausted as my partner rest right next to me, licking their fingers afterwards finishing and proceeding to hug me... sensing a cover on my skin, a warming sensation wrapping my partner's body as well as mine hearing a heartbeat as I dozed off to it...

Good Morning ♥

a/n: technically a fic but too lazy to edit a header. tagging @slttygeto @crysugu @omgeto @ohmygetou @lvlybee @hyomagiri @jabamin ☆

warnings: roommate!geto, soft dom!geto, semi-public sex (the public being gojo & shoko lol), exhibitionism, praise, finger sucking, pet names, fingering, clit stimulation, oral (m receiving), reader chokes a little, cum shot, unprotected sex, riding, creampie / breeding kink, n*sfw under the cut

thinking about roommate!geto and having those dormitory movie nights like i mentioned in the roommate fic but now that you’re together and cuddling on the couch, gojo and shoko can’t help but playfully gag and tease the two of you — geto is smooth, always stroking your hair while his honeyed eyes only stay staring at you as they play some stupid lovey song like spandau ballet’s true in the background.

but what geto loves more than feeling your skin burn from the teasing and your soft sighs of love through your kisses is snaking his hand over your lap with the blanket that’s covering the both of you. it’s winter in tokyo, anyway, so at least you had the excuse of that over your bodies while geto teases the skin above your waistband.

“but they’re right there—” fingers clasped around his wrist as a warning. the movement is so quick the snack bowl almost topples over.

“relax...” geto lands a peck to your temple, smiling when he feels your hand loosens as soon as the warmth of his hand meets with the warmth of your cunt, “be quiet for me and i’ll let you cum.”

you hum in reply, wrapping an arm around his bicep now to stay closer to him, making a show that nothing sinister is going on under your pants and blanket. with one peek to shoko and gojo who’s engrossed with the movie (geto planned this, didn’t he?), you’re melting into the couch when an experimental finger rubs a lazy circle on your clit.

geto smiles at the way you nuzzle closer to him, hearing the whisper of a soft moan before his finger moves down, down, down, letting out a small groan when he feels that you’re already so wet.

“how’re you going to cum now, princess?” geto plays with your juices, your senses on end and wishing the fabric on you wouldn’t move so much, “you’re so wet that they could probably hear your cum drip down my hands.”

you tsk and pinch his bicep softly, “meanie. and who did this to me?”

geto chuckles, catching your lips in a soft kiss, “okay, okay. touché.”

the first push into your warm, wet pussy is phenomenal, both of your eyes closing as you squeeze around his thick finger. it reaches just like you remember the last time, mouth dug into his shirt sleeve to prevent any noise.

“second,” he whispers softly, eyes staying on the screen but not really digesting anything: he’s more fixated on the tightness of which you hang onto his side, the tightness of your walls, nudging past your folds with a second finger, “that’s it, good girl.”

geto mumbles into your hair and ignores the twitch of his cock, but he makes the mistake of pulling his eyes away from the television to you, who already has sweat lining your brow and your chin making an indent in his arm so that you’re staring up at him. your eyes are pleading, swirling with clouds of lust that suguru instinctively curls his fingers and has the pleasure of seeing your eyes widen and your mouth fall open in silence.

“doing so well, baby. you close?” geto cannot pull away from your hypnotising stare, so he holds it and finds himself getting weaker and weaker, “you’re throbbing.”

and you laugh lightly, ragged breaths leaving your person as his hands speed up just a little but like he said — you’re just too wet that they’d hear the squelch of your cunt so he continues to curl his fingers instead while your hand rubs at your clit. you’re squeezing suguru’s arm so tight your knuckles are probably white, heating up his skin with your irregular pants and whines.

your hips start to grind into his despite your initial caution and geto shoots you a cheeky smile before his fingers hit that spot and you’re making the move to moan and geto crashes his lips into yours — that gesture alone makes you cum, hands impatiently playing with your bundle of nerves as the coil in your tummy releases and you thank the heavens geto’s taking the bulk of your sounds.

“oh— just like that, sweetheart.” his voice strains a little as he lets you ride his fingers through your orgasm until you’re catching your breath, “still with me?”

you nod against his arm and sigh when his fingers leave your clenching hole; “always with you.” geto denies the flutter of his heart when you say that, pecking your forehead gently.

and all is well until you four are on your third movie and gojo and shoko are nodding off because they technically did have a tiring day ushering in freshmen today so once they knock out, geto’s surprised when your hand also travels over his body. they go over his arms, his pecs and to his torso and a single finger traces the happy trail right down to his cock and geto swallows.

“what happened to my shy girl?” he bites his lip, the dialogue on the movie now lost to him while you take the fingers that were in you before and shove them in your mouth — they still vaguely tasted like you, the websites were correct, you fear — twisting your tongue over his digits.

“gone.” you grin before you’re moving under the blanket, but not before giving your friends one last glance and they’re knocked out cold, “lemme suck your cock, su.”

suguru smiles, “slut.”

you shrug at the name; you know it’s done playfully and jokingly, “only f’r you.”

and geto hopes that’s true because when you’re the cutest when you tug off his underwear and his fat, throbbing cock slaps his abdomen from how painfully hard he was. you’re the cutest when you wrap your hands around him and even then it’s not enough to cover his length. you’re the cutest when you look up at him through your lashes and give the smallest kiss to his tip which is leaking so much pre-cum he’s a little embarrassed.

it’s a shame he had no chance of experiencing this the first time but then, he was focused solely on you and your pleasure, so seeing you between his legs now was a treat, especially the way your tongue swirls around his tip and scoops up his arousal.

“didn’t know you took dick so well,” geto breathlessly mumbles when you start to bob your head, brushing fingers through your hair and pulling the strands away from your mouth. you moan at that, squeezing his length and forcing him down your throat until—

“woah, woah, easy baby,” geto calms you down through your coughing fit and all you do is hide in his thighs, face hot.

“sorry.” is all you mutter and your lover brings you from your hiding place where there’s a pout on your face and tears lining your eyes when you’ve gagged earlier.

suguru tilts your chin up with a hand and kisses you gently, “nothin’ to be sorry bout, my love,” playing with your bottom lip and places another peck, always not being able to resist your lips, “i’ll train you next time,” that sends a thrill down to your core, “but for now, take it slow.”

“’kay,” you’re meek now, taking his shaft with more consideration but your mouth’s still as hot as ever. geto lets out a small moan, letting you go at your own pace no matter how much he wanted fuck your face. you run a long stripe up the bottom of his length, thumb playing with his tip while his eyes stay fixated on you taking him down your throat so well.

“use your hands— y-yes, fuck,” geto encourages, as you use your hands to pump the areas you’re not able to reach, the little stutters in his voice sending tingles down to your centre. “hollow your cheeks, baby— that’s righttt... mouth’s warm, huh?”

you slurp your saliva off his dick and come off, smiling at him, “yeah.”

he hums while you continue the bobbing of your head and the moans that you let out around his shaft send vibrations up his body. suguru twitches in your mouth and his thigh tenses.

“close—” geto’s moans get breathy and choked the closer he is to his high, hips bucking up into your mouth. there’s drool that drips from the corners and the sounds of your mouth being so full of his cock sends him into overdrive, “wanna— wanna cum all over your face, princess.”

you whine, the slurping and gawking noises getting faster before you’re letting his cock with a gasp, pumping him while your dilated eyes look up to him and him only. tongue out and soft, warm hands, and they all belong to you — truly the only person to get him so riled up and hard — he pulls on your hair before he spills all over your face. his seed’s so much, hitting your tongue and cheeks and you jolt slightly in surprise.

“f—fuck yesss... look s’pretty with my cum all over your face,” geto’s mouth hangs open at the sight, hips still jerking as your hands stroke and milk him until he’s got nothing left, grip loosening and then tightening when you gather his cum and then eat it all up, “attagirl.”

“you taste good, sugu,” you giggle, letting him pull you over and you take it as a sign to do away with the blanket altogether. with one more glance you now see shoko slouched over gojo and both of them drooling from the mouth; yeah you could fuck.

“that so?” geto pulls you in for a kiss, “guess i’m healthy then.”

“hm... don’t know, need your cum in me to do a proper check,” suguru’s hands fly to your hips instantly when you tease his cockhead along your folds, not even having the energy to comment on your little joke, eyes fluttering close and he stammers—

“b—baby, still sens’tive.”

you whine playfully, “please?”

there’s no answer from him when you slide down on him easily, and he sighs when his eyes open — the backlight of the television makes him think that maybe you were an angel to descend upon him, “y’know i can never say no to you, sweetheart.”

and you’re losing yourself in him after, his hands helping you ride him while you bounce on his lap. your head hangs forward, foreheads connected as your breath fans over his face. with each time his cock bottoms out of you, there’s the spill of your juices all over his torso and pelvis, entranced with your gummy walls until the shift of the two people beside you make you freeze.

they’ve both changed positions now: shoko’s head thrown back over the back of the sofa while gojo hangs over the side arm rests — you both share a little giggle and a breath of relief before suguru seizes your chin and forces you to look down.

“can’t last long, your pussy’s just too good,” your lover rasps out, your thighs burning, “so i want you watch to how you take my cock, baby.”

and you could cum from those words alone, yet you follow his orders before he starts to thrust up into you, whining right into his neck. his hips are relentless and his hands knead at your ass, eyes focusing on the way you watch your sopping cunt suck him up.

“s’good, s’good— fuuckk...” you whimper softly, chin hitting your chest as you watch the drag of his cock, in and out, in and out before seeing him twitch and your moans consist of his name only, “suguru, suguru, suguruuu....”

“almost there, cum with me sweetness,” geto groans when your body collapses onto him and he can feel your perk nipples poke into his chest, reminiscent of the very first time you thanked him for letting you room with him. how thankful he was, now. he lets you hide in his neck despite disobeying his request — you’re the only one he’d let do that — and he has an easier time ramming into you from below anyway.

it’s obscene, the slaps of his pelvis against the fat of your ass cheeks, coupled with the slickness of your drooling pussy, it’s got the both of you moaning softly into each other’s mouths before geto’s rutting into you hurriedly and messily. he continues his thrusts, fucking his cum into you until it starts to spill out the sides and you’re cumming right after when his tip kisses your cervix oh, so lightly, sending your thighs trembling and pussy fluttering.

“clenching ’round me so bad— shit, you’re cumming so much,” suguru laughs, cut off by a choked moan when your hips adjust. there’s a filthy shlick! that is sounded out when geto removes his cock from you and the mixture of your cum comes dripping out. he licks his lips when he watches it dribble out of your entrance.

“you’re so gross—” you grin, brushing the sweat-filled hair out of his face.

“like you’re not,” geto purses his lips and clicks his tongue, “sucking me off in front of friends.”

“it’s hot.”

the gears are turning in suguru’s head, and you just know you’re in for it when he picks you up swiftly, shoving your body into the sofa and he drags his weeping tip along your cum-filled cunt.

“oh yeah? let’s go till we wake the neighbours, baby.”

the next morning, you’re waking up with a pounding headache and aching legs, reaching over the bedside table (a gentleman like suguru would never leave you on the couch) before a text from gojo lights up the phone and you’re mortified.

[satoru (loser) 🧿👄🧿]: i heard u btw

Drippin’

{Rengoku x Fem!Reader} getting caught in the rain

Warnings: semi-public sex, explicit language

A/N: I kinda hate the title but like…I can’t come up with anything else. And would you look at that?! A Rengoku fic that ISNT angst

Word Count: 5.8k

“Are you sure we should go?” The dark clouds in the distance made you feel it would be better to stay indoors. “Nothing we can’t handle! Your training after all. Missions won’t always occur in perfect weather.” Being Rengoku’s Tsugoku had its ups and downs. The down being his never ending persistence.

“Do we at least have an umbrella?” You were unsheathing your blade nonetheless. “Nope!” Your shoulders sagged slighted, watching him pull out his blade as well. “Let’s begin!”

Being Rengoku’s tsugoku meant you also used flame breathing. You weren’t nearly as skilled as the Hashira himself but you were no doubt second best amongst the corps. Others envied you, guys because you got to train under him, girls because you got to spend so much time with him.

“Flame breathing, second form!”

That’s how most mornings began for you. Relentless sparring until you managed to knock the blade from his hands. He never eased up until you did so. By the end of it your voice was hoarse from screaming out the different forms. The other downside of Rengoku’s training was his “cool down”.

Which wasn’t a cool down at all, unless you consider a ten mile run a cool down.

You saw your opening after thirty minutes of back and forth. As you hauled yourself forward a loud clap of thunder in the distance made you lose your footing. You hit the ground with a hard thump, one that knocked the wind out of your lungs.

“Y/n?” Rengoku’s serious act disappeared, running to your side. “Are you afraid of thunder?”

You stared up at him, blinking spots from your vision. “No…” you heaved, still trying to catch your breath. “Just…caught my off guard.”

“Well you’re supposed to have your guard up all the time.”

Of course he’d say that.

You took his outstretched hand, getting back to your feet with a wince. “We’ll work on that. Let’s try again.” The thunderclouds were closer now, soon they’d cover the sun. “Master?” You drew your blade, getting back into a fighting stance. “Yes?” His serious face was slowly returning as he too positioned himself.

“Does flame breathing still work in the rain?” It felt like a stupid question, but you couldn’t help it. “It does.” You hoped for more of an explanation but he leapt towards you with no hesitation. You blocked his attack, the force making your arms scream in protest.

“We really can’t stop for the rain?” You unleashed another attack hoping he’d say yes. “Absolutely not!” Despite the serious expression he began to laugh. So you continued, back and forth until the clouds engulfed the sun and you were left in dull grey light.

“Here it comes!” The first few droplets of rain fell just as Rengoku launched another attack. Your new motivation was to get the blade out of his hand before it turned into a downpour. “Are you stalling?” Your eyes opened wide when you realized he was playing defense. “Maybe.”

The smirk in his tone made your knees a little weak. You couldn’t deny it, even if you wanted to. You had a massive crush on your master. How could you not? “You want us to get drenched don’t you!” You yelled across the training grounds, the rain was falling steadily now. Give it a few more minutes and you’d probably be struggling to see him.

“Maybe I do! Training in the rain is fun, you know.” You were practically on top of him, faces becoming no less than a few inches apart as he blocked your attack. “It would be more fun if I was prepared for the rain.” Your cheeks puffed out in a huff of annoyance as he sent you flying backwards.

That was the thing about Rengoku, he was infuriating to train with. “Damn you!” You skidded across the training grounds. Another clap of thunder made a surprised gasp leave your lips. “So you are frightened of thunder.” Rengoku’s sudden appearance directly in front of you made you yell.

The rain was falling steadily enough now that your uniform was beginning to cling to you. “I am not!” You stepped back, taking in the sight of your master’s soaked hair. The bright strands plaster his forehead and cheeks. “We should really go inside!” You were confused as to why he wasn’t trying to attack.

“No…I rather like what I’m looking at.” You dropped your defensive stance, looking at him in confusion.

“You what?”

“Got you.” His blade knocked you off your feet, causing you to land on your ass with yet another loud thump. “C-c’mon! That was cruel, master!” Your hair began sticking to your face as well, your uniform thoroughly wet and clinging to you. He crouched down to your level, a smile on his face.

“I do like what I see.”

You suddenly felt too exposed, watching Rengoku glance over your body. Your uniform was clinging to you, leaning little to the imagination. “M-master?” He gave you a shy smile, “am I over stepping?” Another clap of thunder made you flinch. “No…you’re not overstepping at all.”

You really hoped he understood.

“I’m sorry, it’s rather unprofessional of me to do this.” He began to stand, the rain making this uniform cling to him as well. “I don’t mind.” You felt your cheeks flush, your answer a little too eager than you wanted to sound. “You don’t?” His head tilted, hand sticking out to help you up.

“If…if you’re saying you like me…” you grabbed his hand, instead of using it to stand you pulled him down. “I like you too.” You smiled as Rengoku landed on his knees in front of you, a bright blush covering his whole face. “This is very unprofessional.” You rolled your eyes “Oh ease up.”

You cupped his face in your hands, “can I kiss you, master?”

Despite the cool rain streaming down your faces, you felt warm all over. “Yes.” The training was forgotten as your lips met in a hesitant kiss. Rengoku’s hands found your waist, holding it lightly in case you didn’t want him to touch you there.

“You can touch me.” Your foreheads were pressed together as you pulled away from his lips. That little bit of reassurance was what he needed to proceed. You caught on right away to his inexperience, smiling against his lips as you took the lead. All it took was your teeth sinking into his bottom lip, his mouth parted slightly out of shock and you slipped in.

As expected, he caught on quickly. You shivered in anticipation as his tongue began fighting for dominance against your own. As another clap of thunder shook the ground below you, he pulled away. “Should we really be doing this right here?”

“I thought you said training in the rain was fun?” The rain was dripping off your faces, you were completely and utterly drenched. “You consider this training?” He was pulling at his own collar, trying to pop off some of the buttons. “We’re building muscle and burning calories aren’t we?”

“Stamina practice…that’s it.”

You helped him unbutton his top, his fingers were far too jittery to get them himself. You helped him push the top off and throw it somewhere in what was now mud. In hindsight maybe this wasn’t the best place to fuck your master.

“Your mouth is hanging open, y/n.” You snapped out of your daze, eyes shooting up from his chest to his eyes. “Sorry.” You weren’t sorry and he knew it, a smile creeping up his face. “Do you like it?”

“Your body?”

“Yeah.”

“I do.” Your hands reached out to trace from his chest to the v-line that disappeared under the waistband of his pants. “Can I…see you?” You smiled softly, getting close to his ear and whispering “no.”

“…No?” You began to laugh, pulling him closer on top of you. “No. This is your punishment for making us stay out in this damn weather.” You crashed your lips to his again, falling backwards so he’d land on top of you. At this point you didn’t care if you got covered in mud.

“Aren’t you making us stay out here longer?” You groaned in frustration as Rengoku pulled away from you again. “You’re making us stay out here longer by pulling away from me.” Yet another clap of thunder made you flinch, Rengoku smiling as you hid under him. “We really should find some shelter, I think it would be more enjoyable.”

“No.”

“You are full of defiance today.”

“It’s your fault we are in this position anyways.” You moved to kiss him again but he pulled off completely. “What are you—“ you didn’t get a chance to finish that sentence, Rengoku had you off the ground and over his shoulder. “Master!”

“As your master I have to keep you safe.” He was taking you straight off the training grounds. “The damage is already done.” You're both absolutely drenched. “Oh I don’t care that we are soaked. If I’m going to fuck you, i’d rather it be I’m a safe and sanitary space.”

You were at his mercy, mind reeling at the words he just spoke. “There is a part of our estate that no one goes to, so we should have some privacy there.” You found it hard to concentrate on his words while you had a clear view of his ass.

Next thing you knew you were being placed on the wooden porch, a roof over your head to shield you from the rain. “There we go, my dear.” He stepped up onto it as well, shaking his hair like a wet dog. “Master!” You knew no one would hear you over the rain but you still felt a need to be quiet.

“What? You’re already wet.” He tugged the tie that kept some of his hair up, letting the strands loose and shaking his head again and spraying you with water. “Doesn’t mean you make it worse!” You began to laugh, undoing the buttons of your uniform top. As much as you wanted to tease him, the wet material was uncomfortable against your skin.

“Oh so you are letting me see you?” You glanced up at him, eyes trailing over his glistening frame. “Only because I can’t stand this feeling.” You peeled the top off and dropped somewhere to the side. You watched Rengoku’s eyes zero in on you, you followed his gaze downward. “Oh!” Your hands flew to the binding on your chest, which was now practically transparent.

“You perv!” There was a teasing tone to your voice, but you felt a little embarrassed nonetheless.

“Don’t forget what he came here to do, my dear.” He was walking towards you now, forcing you to crane your head all the way back to stare at him. You felt hot all over, eyes leaving his face to train down his frame again. You were level with the bulge in his pants, which is why you did what you did next. You shifted from your ass to your knees, so quickly Rengoku didn’t have time to process it.

You placed a kiss directly on his bulge, pulling away as quickly as you leaned forward to see his reaction. “I certainly didn’t forget, master.” You never expected to see such a look of determination pass over his features, one that held a dark glint of lust. “Kyojuro.” You blinked up at him.

“What?”

“You can call me master if you please, but I’d also like you to call me Kyojuro. Whichever is more comfortable for you.”

You nodded, hands shaking slightly as you began to undo the buckle of his belt. “Is this okay, Kyojuro?” You felt odd using the man’s first name, not expecting the groan that left his lips in response. “This is perfect, little firefly.” Your hands fumbled hopelessly at the nickname. “O-okay.” You finally got it undone, tugging off and dropping it to the side as you peeled his uniform pants off.

“Are you sure no one will see us?” you swallowed thickly as he was fully exposed to you now. He certainly didn’t seem like the type to care if wandering eyes caught him. “No one ever comes down this way, we will be fine. If it concerns you that much we can go to my room.” You shook your head, the idea of possibly running into his little brother would mortify you.

You slowly wrapped your hands around his length, already hard and oozing. It felt warm and heavy in your hands, somewhere in the back of your mind you were questioning how it would feel inside of you. “Pretty…” you didn’t mean to say it outloud, part of you hoped he didn’t hear. It was tan like the rest of his body, a few veins along the sides with a pretty pink tip. He was a sizeable length but nothing crazy, a good girth to him as well.

You stuck your tongue out, carefully running it along the underside of his shaft. A shaky moan leaving his lips as one hand came up to cup your cheek. You took your time, slow soft licks up and down from base to tip. You liked the way he twitched under you, his veins pulsing beneath your tongue. You looked up at him with wide eyes, in that moment he swears he could have melted.

You didn’t break that eye contact as you pulled all the way back, lips slowly wrapping around his tip. You swirl your tongue over the soft flesh, his pre-cum salty and bitter on your tongue. You broke eye contact, a low moan leaving his lips as you hollowed your cheeks. “Have-ha- you done this before?” He was breathless, honestly you weren’t sure how he was still on his feet from the way his thighs trembled under your fingertips.

You didn’t answer, instead willing yourself to relax as you sunk further down on his length. You felt him twitch against your tongue, a low streak of profanities leaving his lips. Your throat constricted harshly when you reached halfway down his shaft, a gag making you want to hide your face. “Are you okay?” There was a tinge of worry mixed with his evident pleasure. You pulled off of him to catch your breath.

“Yes.” You were back on him a second later, getting half way down his cock before feeling the urge to gag. You swallowed around him, taking a hand off his thigh to begin pumping whatever you couldn’t fit. “Oh…perfect. So perfect.” He was

running his fingers through your wet hair now, guiding you further down on his length. You didn’t even realize until you felt your own hand bump your nose. You nearly had his whole cock down your throat.

The realization startled you enough to make your throat constrict, a loud moan leaving his lips. You silently prayed it couldn’t be heard over the pounding rain. You steadied yourself, bobbing your head back and forth hoping he’d catch on and guide you. You tapped his thigh when he didn’t catch on, looking up at him through watery eyes. “Do you - ah- want me to guide you, firefly?”

You hummed in response, sending vibrations from his head all the way to his base. You could have sworn his eyes rolled back. You bummed again as he began to shallowly thrust into your mouth, fighting off a laugh as he did roll his eyes back. He always acted so composed, you were determined to make him unravel by the end of this. “C-close.” Already? You swallowed the best you could, eyes trained upwards at his face.

His hips stuttered, allowing you to work him over the edge.

“I-I’m gonna…” you didn’t move, coaxing him to come down your throat. He looked down at you, a sudden clarity in his eyes as he spoke. “Can I?” You hummed again, pulling back to focus solely on his tip. You watched as his blush spread across his whole face, hands digging deep into your hair as he came. You flinched slightly as his release hit the back of your throat, swallowing thickly you released him.

“Why don’t you sit, master? You look ready to fall asleep.” He shook his head, damp hair flying about but dry enough to not spray you with water. “I’m certainly not about to fall asleep.” His eyes were lidded but there was something burning behind them. “Let me repay the favor.” He crouched, making you fall backwards onto your ass as he climbed over you. “Repay?” You shivered as his hands found your waist, breathing fanning across your lips as his forehead nearly touched yours.

“Will you allow me to?”

“Yes.” You closed the distance between his lips, hands holding onto his shoulders as you pulled him down. “Kyojuro…” you pulled away as he hovered over you, “undress me please.” Your clothes were still damp, making you feel itchy. “Can I rip this?” He hooked a finger under your see through breast binding, eyes shamelessly admiring them.

“Yeah, that’s fine.” You used your own hands to help tear the flimsy cloth away. “So pretty, firefly.” You shivered as a calloused hand came up to cup one of your breasts. Kyojuro seemed fascinated by the way goosebumps followed his fingers, finally leading him to your perked nipple. “I gave you what you wanted, don’t tease me.” There was a time and a place for him to admire your body the way he wanted to. Clearly, sitting on his porch during a thunderstorm wasn’t the time nor the place. “But your body is so reactive to me, it’s cute.”

“I want you inside of me, master.”

He seemed to do a hard reset at that, pupils blown wide as he blinked at you. “Did you hear me? I want you inside of me. Please.” You couldn’t keep ignoring the throb between your legs. “I did. And you’ll get what you want, my firefly. Let me repay the favor first.” He kissed your sternum, moving down to your stomach, stopping when he reached the waistband of your uniform pants. “You’ll get to feel me inside of you soon enough. Just let me taste you first.”

It was time for you to do a hard reset, blinking at him as you let him pull your pants off. The cool air fanning over your dripping cunt made you want to squeeze your legs shut and hide. Kyojuro on the other hand refused to let you do so, large hands pulling your thighs apart so you were fully exposed. “M-master…” you wanted to look away, but the look in his eyes had you absolutely hypnotized.

He was looking at you the way a starved man would look at his first meal.

“So, so pretty, my firefly. Even better than I imagined.” Imagined? He’s thought about this before? You didn’t have time to think about that, not when he was using his middle and index fingers to spread your folds apart. “M-master!” You felt a chill run down your spine as your clit was exposed to the cool air. “You’re this wet from sucking me off?” Never in a million years did you think Rengoku Kyojuro would say those words to you.

“Bold words from someone who fell apart on my tongue.” You squealed as he pulled you towards him, making you fall flat on your back. “We’ll see about that.” He continued to pull you forward until just your upper back and shoulders rested against the wooden porch. Your ass pressed into his chest, his mouth just inches from your cunt. The position was awkward, embarrassing even. But with his mouth so close to your clit, you really couldn’t care less.

You stuck his tongue out, letting you watch a glob of his spit drip slowly from the tip of his tongue. You understood why he had you in this position the second his saliva made connection with your cunt. He wanted you to watch everything he did to you. “K-Kyo…” you couldn’t get the rest of his name out, not when his tongue slid so slowly up your cunt. It was a slow and languid pace, taking his time from your drooling entrance up to your pulsing clit.

You couldn’t figure out what to do with your hands, part of you wanted to reach for the arms that were holding your knees over his shoulders. You weren’t that flexible, so your next hope was that you could reach his thighs. You shivered each time his tongue slid across your clit, making your hands twitch as you realized you couldn’t reach his thighs either.

“I want to touch you.” You sounded a little more whiny than you wanted to.

He paused, looking down at you with an amused smile. “You’ll get to touch me in a little while. Just let me enjoy you.” He buried his face between your thighs now, no more teasing as he began prodding at your entrance with his tongue. The feeling was odd, making you squirm slightly until his nose bumped your clit. A shaky gasp made your hands fly up to your face, embarrassed of the noises you were making.

“How are we going to do anything if you are going to act this shy?” He pulled away, your arousal and his spit making his mouth and chin shiny. “You were just telling me you want me inside of you. How am I supposed to be inside of you if you look mortified from just this?” He was teasing you, the smile on his face gave him away. “I-I…just…” you groaned in frustration, letting your hands fall to the ground. “Don’t even let those hands go near your face. The rain is loud enough, no one will hear you. I want to see your reactions. As your master, you have to obey me.”

His face was back between your legs, instead of his tongue toying with your entrance, he began sucking on your clit. You gasped, the sensation making your toes curl as each harsh suck brought you closer to release. You jumped slightly as his eyes locked with yours, as if daring you to look away from him. You groaned as he began massaging the flesh of your ass, calloused hands making chills run down your spine and wherever he touched.

The moment his teeth grazed the sensitive bud you lost it, eyes rolling back as a loud moan escaped your lips. “Even better than I could have ever imagined. So beautiful, firefly.” There it was again, better than he could have imagined. “You-you’ve thought about this?” Your voice was choked, hands coming up to fuel your own pleasure by toying with your breasts. He kissed your clit before pulling back, one hand replacing his tongue while he spoke to you.

“Of course I have. You’re so beautiful, so sweet, so strong. You spend nearly every second with me, always asking me how I’m doing. It was impossible not to fall for you. The way your body moves as you train? The way you felt against me any time you managed to trump me while sparring? How was I not supposed to picture this? How would you sound? So sweet and breathy, so embarrassed to be making such nosies.”

His calloused thumb was doing wonders to your clit, you felt your own arousal begin to leak down the swell of your ass and drip to the wooden porch below. “How you’d taste? I imagined you’d taste sweet, like honey even. You taste even better. Fuck…” his eyes were trained on your pulsing clit, the way your arousal drooled from your entrance. “The only thing I haven’t experienced yet is how this sweet pussy would suck me in. I bet you’re so warm and wet, you want me so bad don’t you?”

You couldn’t bear his words, whimpers leaving your lips as you clenched around nothing. “I want you, please master.” A low guttural moan left Kyojuro, his mouth replacing his thumb as he tried to bring you to your release. “I want you too, so fucking bad firefly.” You must be dreaming, there was no way this gorgeous man was this into you.

You couldn’t take it, your orgasm was building up so much that your eyes began to water. You felt the cord pulling impossibly tight, threatening to snap in half at any given second. “Master…Kyojuro…” his name left your lips in a mantra, your back arching harshly. “Please!” You wailed as he sucked harshly, the cord snapping as your orgasm washed over you in waves. He didn’t ease up his assault on your clit,

it wasn’t until tears began to fall that he finally let up.

“Too much?” He sounded apologetic, but he certainly didn’t look like it.

“No…no…” you didn’t realize just how uncomfortable the position you were in was until he set you down. “Ouch.” You stretched your arms, rolling to the side to crack as many bones as you could. A sigh of relief leaves you as the tension leaves your body. “Are you ready for more? Or would you like a break.” You knew you didn’t have a choice, he was testing you. “Are you testing my willpower, master?” A smile crept up his lips. “Maybe a little, but I know you’re strong. If it really is too much right now, we can wait.”

“Absolutely not. C’mere.”

You held your arms out, aching to touch him. He didn’t hesitate to move forward, crawling over you to connect your lips. You flinched slightly, tasting your own release on his tongue. You dug your hands into his partially dry hair, tugging harshly so he’d open his mouth. Your tongues collided harshly, as if trying to suck the other in. You barely registered the uncomfortable feeling of the rough wood pressing into your bare ass as he fully climbed over you.

“I didn’t do much to prep you, little firefly.” He seemed apologetic as he began dragging his head between your slick folds. “I think…I can handle it.” Surely you’d lost your mind. “Well, we can try.” You wanted to squeeze your eyes shut from embarrassment, he was cocky without even realizing it. He positioned himself at your entrance, the pressure you felt already making you clench tightly. “Relax…” he ran his fingers up your thigh, helping you wrap your legs around his waist to give him better access.

“I’ll go slow.” You nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck. He pressed forward, his tip pushing in with little resistance but the spread still made your eyes water. He stilled, your grip on him had become tight and you were clenching wildly around him. He leaned down, placing soft kisses over your face, whispering words of praise as he waited for your go ahead. When you loosened your grip, he tried again. The stretch was uncomfortable, but you were proud that you didn’t motion for him to stop until he was about half way in.

“You’re doing so well, firefly.” You whimpered slightly, walls convulsing around his shaft. Kyojuro’s head ducked down, kissing along your neck, sucking where your pulse was racing. “Okay.” You took a deep breath, willing yourself to relax as the pain subsided and he pushed further. This time you didn’t ask him to stop until he had bottomed out, a sigh of relief leaving you despite feeling so full. “You- ha -did so well.” His breathing pattern changed, the once gentle grip on your thighs was now bruising.

A sudden clap of thunder had you clenching tightly around him, a strangled moan leaving his lips. “S-stop doing that.” There was no malice to his tone but it sounded like he was struggling for breath. “Sorry~” you whined as he twitched, you could feel every single inch of him. “Can I…move?” You nodded, bracing yourself on his shoulders as he drew his hips back slowly. He stopped once he was half way out before slowly pushing back in. He continued this movement for a few seconds, waiting until your grasp wasn’t so tense.

The slight burning sensation began to disperse, pleasure ebbing its way through you as Kyojuro found a steady pace. You felt your lower lip wobble, the squelching noise between your legs echoing in your ears over the rain. “M-master~” you let your head fall back completely against the wood of the porch, nothing but pleasure pulsed through you. He got more daring with his trusts, pulling out until nothing but the tip was left in you before pushing back in.

“Do you feel - haa - good?” He was flushed, sweat dripping down his temple as he focused on your face. “Y-yes~” you could already feel your second orgasm building up, with each thrust he passed over a point that made your toes curl. “M-more.” You scratched at his shoulders, back arching to meet his chest. “More?” He buried himself deep, leaving you gasping. “What do you want more of, firefly?” Only Kyojuro would stop mid thrust to have you clarify.

“I-I don’t know I…” you didn’t exactly know what you were asking for more of. It just kind of left your mouth without thinking, normally people wouldn’t question that and keep going. Kyojuro on the other hand? He wasn’t that type of guy. “Oh! I see.” He began to chuckle to himself as he began thrusting into you at a brutal pace. “Oh!” Your nails dug even deeper into his skin, clawing at his shoulders as tears pricked your eyes.

Everything felt so tight, the tension in your gut threatening to burst. You felt your cheeks turn hot, your orgasm was approaching you quickly. Along with it was a feeling that almost made you tell him to stop. You tensed, clenching tightly around him as you questioned what you were feeling alongside your pending orgasm. “Let it happen.” His voice was soft against your ear, one hand leaving your ass to begin massaging your clit.

“L-let what happen?” You whimpered, eyes blinking away tears. “Just let it happen, firefly.” You didn’t understand how he knew, but he did. You nodded, moans spilling from your lips as his thumb and hips worked in perfect unison. “Gonna-gonna…” you cried out his name, walls convulsing wildly around him as you came. It wasn’t until the ringing in your ears subsided that you heard his laughter. “Why are you laughing!” You hit his shoulders, his hips were still moving but not nearly as brutal as before.

“You made a bit of a mess, firefly.”

You couldn’t see what he was talking about, watching his brows furrow as he began thrusting into you. His pace this time wasn’t nearly as brutal, but it was clear he was chasing his own release. You whined, the stimulation was becoming too much to bear. “Where - ha - can I come?” You locked eyes with him, mind racing to come up with an answer. “Inside. Inside is fine.” The look in his eyes made you question if you had made a mistake.

“A-are you sure?” He seemed so hesitant it made you smile.

“Yes Kyojuro, I’m positive.” Your hand came up to touch his cheek, that was all the encouragement he needed. Three more harsh thrusts and he was spilling inside of you with a low groan of your name. He collapsed a little, his body pressing into yours. “Well…” he mumbled against your shoulder, kissing it softly. “Well…” you smiled as he sat up, his soften cock slipping out of you and making you shiver.

As you sat up you realized what mess he was talking about. “Oh…oh.” Your hands came up to cover your eyes, laughter bubbling out of you. “Well…it should dry. He shifted from his knees to a standing position, collecting your wet clothes. “We left your uniform top at the training grounds. It’s probably destroyed.” You stood up too, avoiding the puddle of your own arousal. “That’s fine, I have a few others.” He was looking around, the rain outside was finally slowing to a shower rather than a downpour.

“Uh…stay here. I’ll go grab some stuff to clean up with. It may be a little big but I should have a kimono for you.” He disappeared through the door just a little way down from where you both had been. You wrapped your arms around your chest, laughing softly as you thought about your current position. Sitting naked on the porch of your master’s estate, how bizarre. Kyojuro returned a few minutes later. “Sorry, Senjuro stopped me.”

Your eyes flew wide open, “Senjuro saw you naked?” You were already mortified before he even explained. How the hell did he explain being naked when he told him he was going to the training grounds with you? “No, I was already wearing this.” It didn’t dawn on you until that moment that he was wearing a kimono. “I told him we got caught in the rain and needed a change of clothes, that's all. Oh and I told him this was for the mud.” He held out a warm, wet cloth. “Let me clean you up.”

He was kneeling before you now, motioning for you to spread your legs. This time he didn’t comment when your hands came up to cover your face, he’d be a bit flustered too if you said you’d clean him up. “There we go.” You flopped backwards against the porch, legs squeezing shut as he laughed. “That was so embarrassing, master!” You thanked him as he handed you one of his kimonos. There was something even more intimate about sharing his clothes than what you were just doing ten minutes prior.

“We can take an actual bath, Senjuro said he was heading to the market once the rain stopped. We’ll have at least an hour with no interruption.” The bath was located more towards the center of the estate, it only made sense that you could be caught around there. “Are we going to keep this a secret?” You pulled his kimono around you, smiling softly because it smelt like him. “No! I don’t plan on keeping you a secret. I think we should just wait a day or so since…Senjuro may pick up on what we were doing…” his cheeks were red, clearly Senjuro didn’t fully believe his big brother’s excuse.

You walked forward, wrapping your arms around Kyojuro’s waist. “Is it too soon to say I love you?” Your cheek pressed into his chest, too scared to see how he would react. “No, I was going to say it too. I love you, my firefly.” His arms wrapped around you in what you would consider the best hug of your life. “Thank you, for everything Kyojuro.”

Quickie

{Sanemi x Reader x Tengen}

the crack ship I didn’t know I needed

Warnings: Threesome, rough sex, degrading, double penetrating, anal sex — how did we get here

A/N: this was supposed to be a quick little story and now it’s a threesome? It’s 99% smut with 1% plot and…a normal length fic :’)

Also I’ve never written a MXMXF 3sum so please be patient if it’s a teeny bit choppy — still practicing lmfao

Word count: 6.1k

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Your back hit the wooden door in record time, leaving you breathless as prying fingers began to tear your uniform open. “I’ve had enough of you.” Sanemi’s gruff voice sent a jolt of pleasure straight between your legs. Clearly your attempts to get him worked up had been effective.

“I-I didn’t do anything to annoy y-you.” You couldn’t even keep a straight face as you lied. A scar covered hand grabbed a fistful of your hair, forcing your lips against his in a hungry open mouth kiss. You were being suffocated, his tongue practically down your throat as his free hand pulled you apart.

You flinched at the sound of uniform buttons clattering to the ground, the quiet but audible tearing of cloth and the unmistakable ripping of your fabric binding. “Come on!” You weren’t talking above a whisper yet you felt like you were screaming. A vacant room in the butterfly estate wasn’t exactly the most private place to do this.

“Shut the fuck up.” Rough fingers came up to squeeze both breasts, a low groan leaving him at the sight of the plush flesh molding to his touch. “Don’t speak to me like that.” You were trying to hold in your moans regardless, arms lazily wrapping around his neck. “I’ll speak to you how I want.” He pinched, earning a yelp in response.

“I don’t understand why you are so mad.” You did, of course you did. You just loved to see the man squirm, especially since he couldn’t be straight forward with you. “Cut the shit.” You choked out a laugh, “cut the shit? I don’t even know what you’re talking about.”

His hand slammed against the door, the other abandoned your breast to wrap around your neck. “What does he have that I don’t?” The pressure on your neck wasn’t tight, but it was certainly uncomfortable. “Who’s he?” You knew who he was referring to, you just wanted to hear him say it. With gritted teeth Sanemi uttered “Uzui”.

“Well. To start, he has three wives.”

“Oh fuck off.”

“You asked.” His grip tightened slightly, making you shift uncomfortably. Regardless you felt a throb beginning between your legs. “Be more specific than stating the obvious, idiot.” His fingers pressed against your pulse point, noting the way it was picking up in pace.

“I don’t quite get what you’re asking.” The hand against the door had returned to your breast, abusing your nipple. You chewed on your inner cheek in an effort to keep quiet. “I’m asking you what Uzui has that I don’t. Not for you to spout your bullshit.”

“He’s also taller than you.”

Perhaps that one was taking it too far, especially since Sanemi wasn’t over the fact that Genya was taller than him. His fingers pinched the sensitive skin so harshly you couldn’t help but cry out. Your hands come up to try and pull him away. “Come on now, you know better.”

His lips were on yours again, using your already open mouth to his advantage. His grip on your throat tightened now, so much so you couldn’t breathe. Then again he had his tongue down your throat as well, there was much room to breathe anyway.

“Miss y/n?” You both froze, eyes shooting wide open at the sound of the little voice. “Miss y/n are you okay?” It was little Naho, you were filled with horror at the idea of her seeing you in this state. Sanemi’s lips pulled away, his grip on your throat loosened. “I-i’m okay! Naho, don't worry about it. I just hit my hand!”

You silently prayed that she’d leave it at that and walk away. After a moment she spoke “are you sure? I can get someone to check—“ you squirmed as Sanemi’s mouth sucked on your neck. “I-I’m sure, Naho.” Sanemi was chuckling against your hot skin. “Okay miss!” She didn’t miss a beat, you listened to her quiet footsteps fade away before speaking.

“Aww how close.” Sanemi’s face was right in yours again, breath mingling as he squeezed your neck. “What if she h-heard.” You stumbled as his hand came down to cup your cunt through your uniform pants. “What would she have heard? You blubbering like a fool?”

“F-fuck off.” He began rubbing you through the material, smirking at how hot you felt in his hand. “I’m going to ask you for a third time. You better not disappoint me. What does he have that I don’t?” He wanted you to fail, you were convinced the second he zeroed in on your clit. Even through the material he could figure out where to focus his attention.

“He…he…” you tried to catch your breath, waves of pleasure washed over you. “C’mon…” his mouth was pressed into your ear, you wanted him closer. You opened your mouth and closed it a few times, desperately wanting to tease him some more. “He’s…he’s got…” he picked up his pace, a shit eating grin covering his face as your mouth fell open.

“Tell me~” there was a sultry tone to his voice now, eagerly waiting for you to piss him off again. His hand left you entirely, a desperate whine leaving your lips. “Speak.” He was undoing the belt of your pants with ease, throwing it off to the side and letting it clatter. His hand slipped under, this time he began rubbing you with a thinner barrier.

He used his own leg to keep yours parted, eyes trained on your open mouth. He could feel your panties begin to dampen, only fueling his ego and growing dick. “Y/n…come on baby. Tell me~” you wanted to scream, his hand had returned to your throat. “H-he…” you swallowed thickly, trying to pull yourself from your pleasured daze.

“He has bigger…muscles…” you were thinking of any obvious differences, just to get under his skin. “Oh? What else? I know you got more…” his hand didn’t slip under your underwear, instead continuing to tease you over the damp garment. “H-he…he’s hotter.” That was a lower blow than the height comment.

His fingers stopped, a cold laugh shaking his frame. “He’s hotter?” His fingers slipped under your panties now, two fingers parting your lips. “If he’s hotter than me, why are you so wet?” He rubbed back and forth, two fingers circling your entrance. “See, I know your little game. You’ll keep saying whatever you want, things you know will irk me. Just so I go a little harder on you. Right?”

His warm breath right against your ear wasn’t helping. Slowly you nodded, hands reaching down, holding him in place. You didn’t want him to pull away, not when you were so close to feeling him inside you. He finally let go of your neck, using his newly freed hand to play with your breasts again.

“So let me guess. You were hanging all over that tall oaf just to get a rise out of me.” He knew from the start that was the case, but he certainly didn’t expect you to name the things you did. So in the end, though he’d never admit it. You did get on his nerves in the way you hoped you would. You technically won this battle already.

“M-maybe…maybe I wanted to sleep with him.” You cried out as he plunged two fingers inside, one hand coming up to smack your mouth. You both fell silent for a moment, it certainly didn’t help that this was all happening right against the door. “Careful now, we might get caught.” He didn’t seem all that affected, if it was for the persistent twitch between his legs.

He nudged your legs further with his thigh, giving him more access to thrust his fingers inside. You wanted your pants off, it was beginning to feel far too hot. “S-Sanemi…” you mewled as his fingers curled, hands coming up to pull at his own uniform. “Hmm?” He was waiting for something, you knew him well enough to know what.

“M-more.” You tried to move your hips against him, clit already aching from the lack of attention. “No, not yet.” He was calm, which was more startling than anything. “W-why…” he began to laugh, fingers slowing. “You already forgot why we are here. To be honest with you, I shouldn’t even be entertaining you like this, sweetheart.” He curled and uncurled his fingers a few times, mouth watering at how you’d taste.

“If you want to sleep with Uzui so bad, then I should let you.” He moved to pull his hand out, forcing a smirk off his face when your hands tightened, holding him in place. “What’s this?” You took it further than necessary, therefore he would too. You yelped as he pulled his fingers out completely, stepping away all together, leaving you cold and empty.

“S-Sanemi!” Your thighs clamped shut, blinking at him in pure confusion. He smiled at the way his fingers glistened, shrugging his shoulders. “You want him so bad, go find him. I did half the work already.” He was still fully dressed, you on the other hand looked like you’d lost a battle with a blade sharpener.

You decided to pull together what dignity you had, if he wanted you to go fuck Uzui? Then so be it. You buttoned your pants, pulled your uniform top close and turned to leave. Sanemi assumed you were bluffing, watching and waiting for you to drop the act.

You didn’t.

You flung the door open, using one hand to keep your top shut. Without looking back you began storming down the hall, if you were lucky the bastard would still be somewhere on estate grounds. Sanemi was left stunned for a moment, he certainly didn’t expect you to actually walk out.

A vein in his forehead began to twitch, leave it to you to one up him even like this. Sanemi situated himself, grumbling under his breath as he took off after you. “Uzui!” You burst through the door of his room, he looked like he was getting ready to leave the estate. “Oh! Y/n…?” He took in your clearly disheveled form.

“Sorry for barging In…I’m glad I caught you before you left.

Are your injuries healed?” You couldn’t just straight up ask him, but with Sanemi’s quickly approaching steps…maybe you could. “I’m fine…you talked to me earlier, remember?” Tengen knew your mind was in another place, your ripped uniform was an obvious sign.

You made your way further in the room, Tengen noted that your belt was also missing. He also noted that the fast approaching footsteps were none other than the wind pillar. “What the hell did you get yourself into?” He began laughing, as you scurried into the room, Sanemi appearing shortly after. “You can ask him.” You wrapped a hand around his forearm, using it to protect yourself.

Tengen took the wind pillar in, a smirk creeping up his face as he noticed the half hearted attempt to hide his own hard-on. “So my guess is correct. Please explain, Shinazugawa.” You let go of your top, allowing it to fall open as you hugged Tengen’s arm. “You’re a fucking pain in the ass.” You tried not to giggle, very pleased at the way things were turning out.

“Is this because she was giving me attention earlier?” He felt your plush skin on his arm, trying to still his own breathing. “Oh so you knew? You fucking bastard…” Sanemi closed the door so no one would hear…sure, that’s why he closed it. “Knew what? She was giving me attention, and I was returning it. Something you don’t seem to do enough of.”

“Oh don’t look so shocked…” Tengen continued. “She told me you won’t even give her a straight answer on where you stand. Is she your girlfriend? Or are you just using her for her body? You see, I wouldn’t do that.” Tengen turned to you now, holding back a groan at the way your breasts were nearly exposed. Sanemi looked shocked, not expecting Tengen to even entertain the idea.

“He told me to sleep with you, that’s why I came looking.”

Both men froze, eyes turning to you. Tengen was the first to absolutely crumble. How could he not? You were looking up at him with such pretty eyes. “Is that so?” He turned his back to Sanemi, crouching down slightly to look at you better. “So, do you want to sleep with me, baby?” His voice took on a similar sultry tone. The pulsing ache between your legs returning.

“Yes please.” You could hear Sanemi mumble something oddly similar to “fuck off”. Tengen paid him no mind, picking you up to turn and drop you on the bed he had just made. You bounced slightly, breasts fully spilling out for both men to see. “There is no way you’re serious!” Sanemi was storming over to the bed as Tengen crawled over you.

“Does it not look like I’m serious?” Tengen blinked up at him for only a moment before focusing back on you, lips crashing in a bruising kiss. Tengen’s kiss was already far different than Sanemi’s, it was rough but it was sweet. Larger calloused hands came up to massage both breasts, nothing like the roughness Sanemi had bestowed on you earlier.

“If you weren’t a Hashira, I’d kill you. How dare you?” Sanemi pulled at Tengen’s ponytail, pulling his lips away from yours. “How dare I? Give me a break, you couldn’t treat her right. So I will.” He brushed his hand off, to your surprise, Sanemi let him. “Sanemi…you told me to do this.” You whined as Tengen’s lips trailed over your neck and collarbone.”

“I didn’t think you actually would!”

You whined as full teeth scrape your skin, looking at Sanemi with lidded eyes. His blood began to boil, hands reaching to pull at Tengen’s uniform. “C’mon big boy! Undress if you’re going to fuck her.” Tengen began chuckling against your skin, pulling away from you just to look at him. “Oh! Sudden change of heart?” Tengen leaned up, admiring your body while discarding his own uniform top.

“Die.”

Sanemi was taking off his top as well, glaring at an unbothered Tengen as he did. You on the other hand were left speechless, the tension in the air was so thick you could probably cut it with your blade. It seems the whole ordeal was quickly becoming a competition between the two men. What in the world did I get myself into?

Sanemi took it a step further and undid his pants, Tengen followed suit. You took the chance while they were distracted to finally get your top fully off. Before you even realized it, both men were completely bare before you. Your eyes shamelessly zeroed in on Tengen. He was huge.

You knew Sanemi was big too, but Tengen looked…painful.

“Don’t worry baby, I got three wives that love this. I’ll make sure you feel good.” You weren’t used to such sweet behavior, Tengen gave himself a few languid strokes while Sanemi observed. He too looked a little taken back by Tengen’s size.

“Are you just going to observe, Shinazugawa?” Tengen was slowly taking your uniform bottoms off with teasing touches. Each one sent goosebumps over your skin. “Don’t worry about me.” Sanemi seemed conflicted with each thing Tengen did. Part of him wanted to see the man fuck you, while the other part of him wanted to rip his head off.

Tengen did as he was told, not bothering to look at Sanemi as he pulled the rest of your undergarments off. “I see you at least know how to get a woman wet.” Broad shoulders shook as he laughed, large fingers coming to ghost over your sensitive flesh. You heard Sanemi grumble something yet again, but your mind was going blank as Tengen slowly slipped a finger inside.

He worked you open slowly, regardless of how wet you already were. He leaned down, lips meeting yours again as he slowly introduced a second finger. You whined against him, body arching upwards to meet his warm, toned torso. You wrapped your arms around his neck, spread your legs further for him and slowly undid the tie keeping his hair back.

For a moment you nearly forgot Sanemi was in the room, eyes opening slowly when the bed dipped. “You’ll take her from behind.” His voice was irritated as he settled by the top of your head.

“You told me to pay you no mind, Shinazugawa.”

“Well I changed my fucking mind.” He crossed his arms, sitting and waiting patiently for Tengen to do as he said. “For the sake of y/n, I’ll go along with it. But I’m taking my time with her, so get comfy.” You were looking up at Sanemi the whole time he spoke, it was hard not to when his dick was sitting right there.

“Eyes on me.” Tengen used his free hand to turn your face back to him. He was surprised to find himself a little irritated, you looked so entranced by a cock you’ve probably taken many times. Your pupils were blown wide, walls clenching around Tengen’s fingers. “You think you can handle me?” He kissed your cheek, waiting for your response before pulling his fingers out. “Not…not yet.” Your orgasm was building, the one Sanemi ruined for you earlier.

Tengen could tell you were close, having three wives certainly gave him more than enough experience. You watched him go lower, eyes widening and heart rate picking up as you realized what he was about to do. “You wouldn’t dare.” Sanemi’s own heart was picking up, eyes wide as Tengen positioned himself to eat you out.

“You don’t mind, right baby?” His breath was fanning across your clit, two fingers still plunged deep. “N-no…go ahead.” You glanced up at Sanemi, the throb in your clit only growing. He looked absolutely enraged yet fascinated at the same time, his eyes zeroing in on where Tengen’s mouth was about to meet you. A shaky gasp left you the moment his tongue made contact.

Naturally this wasn’t the first time you had someone do this…Sanemi usually spent most of his time down there. Tengen though? He was a totally different experience compared to Sanemi. “T-Tengen!” You whimpered out his name as he lapped hungrily at your sex. Paired with his fingers, you were already beginning to see stars.

“Help me.” Samemi’s gruff voice broke you out of your daze.

His fist was lazily wrapped around his cock, eyes trained on Tengen. “D-do you want my mouth?” You weren’t mad at him anymore, you got your way after all. And since he was being a ‘good boy’…why not reward him. “Yes.” Sanemi nearly flung himself off the small cot, allowing you to turn your head so he could use your mouth as he pleased.

You flinched slightly as he didn’t hold back, shoving nearly half his length down your throat. Tengen on the other hand didn’t seem phased by all the chaos occurring by your head. Instead he focused on the steady rhythm he built up with his fingers, the way your velvety walls clenched and sputtered around him, and the sweet taste of your arousal on his tongue. You were absolutely heavenly in his eyes.

Part of him had to wonder how you ended up in the hands of the cruel wind pillar.

You tried your hardest to relax your jaw and throat, each thrust of his hips was hitting the back of your throat. You were used to his throat fucking by now, but it was a lot harder when Tengen had his hands perfectly gripping your thighs. You swallowed to the best of your abilities, earning a loud groan from Sanemi. Despite his speed, he still felt hot and heavy on your tongue.

“Surely you aren’t going to cum yet, Shinazugawa.” Tengen didn’t want to pull away from you, but he couldn’t resist teasing the man by your head. Sanemi’s hips still, burying himself so deeply you gagged around him. “And what if I do?” Tengen slightly regretted the question when you gagged, that was until you clenched around his fingers. Of course you’d be turned on by that.

“Oh nothing…” Tengen’s lips returned to your clit, sucking and licking with new vigor. Sanemi wanted to say something but decided against it, instead picking up his own rhythm yet again. He couldn’t shake the sound pillar’s words, what in the hell did Tengen mean by that? Was it a jab at his stamina? Or just a way to get into his head? Sanemi didn’t even realize Tengen’s words had done exactly what he intended…distract him.

It wasn’t until you cried out around Sanemi’s length that he was pulled from his absent minded thrusts. You came all over Tengen’s fingers, a low squelching noise sounded throughout the room as he worked you through it. “Give her a chance to breathe you ass.” Sanemi pulled his cock out of your mouth completely, irritation bubbling up again. “I’m already sick of you bitching at me.” You sat up, blinking tears from your eyes as Tengen pulled both fingers out of you.

“Both of you, stop bitching.”

You were sitting now, waiting for both men to turn their attention to you. “I’ll tell you exactly how this is happening if you’d just shut up.” That worked quite well, Tengen was standing at the foot of the cot now, pants halfway down his thighs. Sanemi was still standing beside you, for once he was continuing the obedient act. “Tengen…you’re a little too big for what I’d like to happen. So I’ll play it safe to ease my nerves.” You smiled as his eyebrow raised.

“I’m taking both of you at the same time.”

This time both men seemed to tense. “Don’t tell me you want us…in the same hole.” Sanemi actually broke a sweat at the idea. “No! Oh wow. No, I'm not ready for that.” You started laughing, body aching at the thought. “One will be in front…the other in back.” Tengen’s eyes bulged a bit, his uniform pants slipping down to his ankles. “Where would you like me, baby?” He tried to regain his composure.

“I want Tengen in the back, Sanemi you get the front.” You swallowed nervously, you’d never done much with that area of your body…but you knew of the potential it had.

“If this was your plan from the start, I would have spent more time prepping the right hole.” Tengen was making his way around to the head of the cot, Sanemi moved to the foot. “Sanemi goes first…” you knew it would be painful to have Tengen go in with no preparation. Part of you was hoping if Sanemi went first, you’d be too distracted to notice. There was only one way to find out…

Tengen took a seat behind you, muscular legs straddling the bed in order to give you enough room. “You heard her, get going Shinazugawa.” Sanemi was still irritated by the sound pillar, grumbling under his breath as he climbed onto the cot as well. You leaned back into Tengen, spreading your legs wide for Sanemi. “After all this trouble you caused, I’m still getting your pussy in the end.” He gave himself a few slow pumps, still slick in your spit.

“You were getting it no matter what.” You smiled lazily, watching as he rolled his eyes. “This was some grand scheme to fulfil your lewd fantasies. Don’t even try to deny it.” Sanemi’s hand landed on Tengen’s thigh, using it for balance as he positioned his head at your entrance. He pushed in quickly, your slick walls sucking him in with ease. “Always so greedy…” he whined softly, no matter how many times this happened, he could never get over how perfect you felt.

Sanemi bottomed out, not realizing how close his face had gotten to Tengen’s in the process. “Are you going to kiss me?” Tengen’s body shook underneath you, when it stopped suddenly you glanced up. Sure enough, Sanemi had pressed his lips to Tengen’s. Pulling away just as quickly as they had connected. “Do something about it.” A new wave of confidence seemed to take over the wind pillar, eyes training back down on your body as his hips fell into rhythm.

Sanemi’s hips continuously pushed you into Tengen’s body, ass brushing against his erection over and over. “C-come on…Tengen please…” you whined, the desire to be filled again was only growing with each of Sanemi’s thrusts. “No prep?” He seemed hesitant still, surely it would hurt. “I don’t care! Please…” Sanemi’s cock was hitting every point perfectly, just like it always did.

“If you insist.”

“Hurt her and I’ll kill you.” Sanemi’s voice was pressed into your ear, Tengen of course still heard. “Give it a break, tough guy.” You and Sanemi both made noises of surprise when Tengen lifted you by your thighs. “Work with me here, Shinazugawa.” Your eyes widened when you felt the bulbous head of Tengen’s cock press into your hole. It was already a sensation you weren’t expecting.

“Do you want me to pull out? I think it’s going to be a painful squeeze if I’m already inside.” For the first time during this whole back and forth, Sanemi seemed concerned. “That would probably be best…” Tengen‘s brows were furrowed in concentration. You, on the other hand, were completely at the mercy of both men. Perfectly sandwiched between their muscular bodies.

Despite the heat, you shivered. The emptiness you felt from Sanemi pulling out was quickly being replaced as Tengen speared you on his cock. Your nails dug into Sanemi’s shoulders, brows mimicking Tengen as you tried to steady your breathing. It hurt, just like he said it would. It felt like you were being torn in two as his tip finally slipped past your stubborn entrance. Your whole body was tense and quivering as he stopped, letting you adjust to just his head.

“Are you sure you can take it?” Sanemi had never felt your body this tense. “Y-yes…just give me a second…” you will yourself to relax, a shaky sigh leaving you as you nodded for Tengen to move a little more. Sanemi’s hand snakes down your front, two fingers slipping between slick folds to toy with your clit. A loud moan left you as pain mixed with pleasure, making it just a bit more bearable as Tengen aimed to bottom out.

“Finally using your brain for once, Shinazugawa!” Tengen held in a laugh, not wanting to push into you too quickly. “Shut up already, man whore.” Sanemi glared at him over your shoulder. “Not too witty with the name calling.” Tengen was just three inches away from bottoming out at this point. With the help of Sanemi’s fingers, the whole process was becoming pleasurable.

“S-stop bitching! I said this already!” You moaned as Sanemi pinched your clit, cock head brushing your folds. “Sorry, baby.” Tengen placed a kiss to the back of your head as he finally bottomed out. You never felt so full in your life. You were proven wrong only a few seconds later. Sanemi began pushing himself back into you, apparently you had nodded for him to continue. You already felt too far gone to process much else.

Sanemi bottomed out a few seconds later, the room was so silent you could hear a pin drop. “H..how are we…gonna do this?” Tengen could barely breathe, he was never quite able to get over how suffocatingly tight the other option was. “J-just…” your head fell back against his broad shoulder, unable to think straight. Sanemi wasn’t doing much better. Not only were your walls clenching around him, but he could feel Tengen’s cock as well.

“Do we…take turns? Or do you want — holy fuck — us to go at the same time?” You swallowed, using most of your strength to just lift up your head. “I don’t care, just move.” Sanemi would have laughed if he didn’t feel so breathless. “You better hope no one walks in.” Sanemi began thrusting his hips without another thought. Tengen followed after, thrusting his hips slowly, barely moving but the sensation was more than enough.

“I-I think this one…is all you Shinazugawa.” Tengen could feel every thrust, not only were you squeezing him perfectly, but Sanemi was also rubbing him perfectly. Sanemi didn’t even respond, eyes nearly squeezing shut as he poured all his focus into keeping a steady rhythm. Moans and whimpers spilled from your lips, Tengen’s death grip on your thighs was the only thing keeping you grounded.

“You gonna…cum soon?” Your walls were clenching around both men with a suffocating tightness. You mumbled out some sort of yes, the build up was becoming almost too much to bear. Tengen was panting heavily against your ear, his cock twitching sporadically between your walls. Sanemi seemed to be moving on autopilot, a string of curses leaving his lips every time his hips met yours.

Your second orgasm caught you off guard. Sanemi’s hand came up to clap over your mouth as you practically screamed. “We’re going to get caught.” Tengen laughed now, hips moving enough to slip about half way in and out of you. With both men thrusting repeatedly, your eyes rolled back.

Wave after wave of pleasure crashed through you, overstimulating you.

“S-slow!” You whined, hands digging and scratching at Sanemi’s shoulders. “Not yet…” Sanemi choked out, hips moving erratically as he chased his own high. “Oh!” You jumped slightly as Tengen settled deep, hot seed spilling inside of you. “T-that might…just be the easiest orgasm I’ve ever had.” His grip finally loosened on your thighs, muscular arms hooking around your waist. “I barely did a thing…” he sounded exhausted.

“C’mon Shinazugawa. You beat me.” Every thrust was beginning to overstimulate Tengen as well. “Fuck off.” Tengen couldn’t even be bothered to comment on his hostility anymore. Instead he busied himself with trying to keep you steady so Sanemi could finish. A few more thrusts and Sanemi buried deep, bulbous head slamming into your cervix as he spilled. You felt hot all over, still stuffed full but now with an unmistakable gooey warmth.

You flinched as Sanemi began rubbing on your sensitive clit.

“W-what are you doing?!” You jerked harshest into Tengen, earning a low groan. “I never said I was done with you…either of you. It’s time to switch.” Tengen’s head knocked into yours as he shot forward. “You already want a round two?” Sanemi pulled out of you before speaking, a shiver passing through you as his release began oozing out.

“I’ve never seen anyone look so fucked out, so I’ll be damned if I don’t get to experience that.”

You gasped as Tengen finally pulled out, his release slowly leaking out as well. “If you think you are up for it, fine.” Tengen reached over, grabbing a tissue off the bedside table. “You’re just asking for an infection if I don’t clean myself first.” You were trying to turn around. The same position would probably work just fine, but you’d like to try something else.

After some shuffling, you settled on Tengen’s lap. Your arms wrapped around his neck and you buried your head into the crook of his neck. He smelt like sweat and fine perfumed oils. His size still felt like you would be torn in two, regardless of him being in your cunt this time. “Ready whenever.” You let your eyes close, waiting to feel Sanemi press into your other hole. “Try not to cum, Shinazugawa.”

A gentle slap to his bicep shut Tengen up.

This time it didn’t hurt nearly as bad. Tengen’s previous preparation and cum helped Sanemi slip in easily. “You both better make this quick…” you couldn’t even keep your head up if you tried. It wasn’t helping that Tengen was warm, despite his muscles; he was still velvety soft. “Fucking…how the fuck did you not come on the spot.” Sanemi bottomed out, each word coming out in a hiss.

“Practice my friend.” He sent a wink over your shoulder. “This may be easier if I lay down, don’t you think?” Tengen was already leaning back, Sanemi chasing after him in order to stay inside. “There we go! Now we can both move a little easier.” This new angle had you gasping for air, with more mobility for both men…you were in trouble. “Ready baby?” Tengen ran a hand through your hair, “yes…” hips thrusting upwards slowly as Sanemi began moving as well.

With both of them able to properly move, you were already seeing stars. Not only could both men feel each other, you could feel them. It was the most bizarre thing you had ever felt. You could feel every single inch, every curve and vein. Sanemi’s thrusts were in perfect time with Tengen’s. Each one pushes your sensitive spot even further into Tengen’s cock. “Oh~” you felt like you were going to burst.

The cot below you began to creak. Both men were far too lost to their own pleasure to even acknowledge it. You silently began to wonder how you’d explain a destroyed cot. “You’re so damn tight.” Sanemi’s grip on your waist was bruising, surely you’d have marks. “It doesn’t - ha - help that I’m being stuffed…by both of you…” you hadn’t even realized tears were leaking down your face and onto Tengen’s shoulder.

“Her pussy is just as sweet as her ass.” Tengen cooed, a wet squelch filled the room each time he bottomed out.

“You act like…I don’t know.” Sanemi’s voice nearly cracked. It was taking every ounce of strength he had left to not come.

He wanted to at least make this last a little longer. “Can't neglect this now, can we?” Sanemi tried to distract himself,

hand snaking lower to begin toying with your clit again. Spots began blurring your vision, the tension in your gut just seconds away from snapping. “S..Sanemi…T-Tengen!” Warmth squirted out from between your legs.

You had never experienced an orgasm like that, one that had you blinking away stars and made your ears ring. “Holy fuck…” Sanemi nearly pulled out all the way, his pubic bone, thighs and even his balls were coated in your release. He could have cum just looking at it. “Oh! Didn’t think you’d be able to do that.” Tengen laughed, hips still shooting into you. He was close — very close — but he’d be damned if Sanemi beat him again.

“Mercy—“ you croaked into Tengen’s skin. “Just a little longer baby, almost there.” Tengen was out of breath, your velvet walls were hugging him just as perfectly as your ass had.

“Hang on for us, we’ll be done in a minute.” All bets aside, Sanemi could tell you were about to be pushed past your limit. A quick glance at the sound pillar sent the message Sanemi hoped it would. Tengen’s hands began rubbing soothing circles on your back, his orgasm was nearly on top of him.

Only a few more thrusts and Tengen spilled inside of you, Sanemi had stilled completely in hopes of not pushing the line between pleasure and pain. “Shit.” You could feel him twitching, a whine leaving your lips as Sanemi picked up his pace again. “Sorry…almost there…you’re going so good.

So..so good…” he was babbling at this point, balls slapping against your pussy and Tengen’s cock with each thrust.

Finally with a low groan, Sanemi gave in for the second time. You felt impossibly full, neither men pulling out yet in order to

keep their cum inside. “Can I sleep now?” You slurred, eyes closing against your will. “Y-yeah…we’ll take care of everything.” Sanemi nearly collapsed on top of you, Tengen’s bones felt like jelly. After a few minutes of silence Tengen spoke up. “Are either of you interested in marriage…”

“You really are a fucking man whore.” Sanemi groaned, pulling out slowly and watching his release seep out. “I’m serious, Shinazugawa. I wouldn’t mind another wife…or a husband.” Your breathing had evened out at this point, sleep taking you into its warm embrace. Sanemi only blinked, searching for more tissues to try and clean himself up with. “Oh so you’re going to ignore me?” Tengen tried again, sitting up slowly with you still snug against him.

“I’m not marrying you. Neither is she.”

“We could do things like this all the time…”

That made him stop, slowly making eye contact with Tengen. “Oh? That got you?” Tengen seemed pleased, large hands holding you tightly. Sanemi groaned, “I truly can’t stand you.”