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Things that I want to say after writting "Whispered Rumours ♥"

Initially, when I have in mind to write TEC, I always thought about a second book, with all Hal and Lina's dates, because I was convinced that not everyone would like to read a fic only about them, but lately I discarded that idea, because it would be more work and since some people didn't like the OCxCanon, so I had serious doubts that people would be interested in reading more about them. But I ended up writing one-shot fanfictions about it, so it was like writing practice. Because just last year, I started using English every day (I haven't done that since… 2012 I think) like actually writing and speaking, without any teacher. I just improved because I forced myself to get more vocabulary and read.

Today, I've organized my two "Secret" chapters into a series called "Tales from The Emmerich's Curse", because they are related to the main lore, but they are not an obligatory lecture: Yes, they add more info about Hal and Lina's relationship, but they don't affect the main plot. Also, I've marked the first one of them as a "Register User Exclusive Read" because they're NSFW (Nothing gross, but still NSFW), so if you don't feel like reading that kind of stuff, you can completely skip them.

Finally, I want to thank everyone who takes the time to read me, talk to me, and give me their opinions. You really make my day and keep me going. And a big thanks to @vocalcords for this sketch of Lina!

BenimaruXFemreader Friends to lovers? One Shot ENJOY!! 😉

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You stretch your arms and let out a loud yawn rolling back your office chair. "Beni!!!" You shout noticing his office door was open. All the other staff had left for the day. So you didn't mind shouting across the room.

"What?!" Benimaru groaned, always in a state of annoyance. You sighed knowing he wasn't going to get up. You roll your eyes and make your way to his door. You're greeted by Benimaru's emotionless expression.

You have known him most of your life. Though he seemed unapproachable and grumpy you knew better. He cared deeply about the city you both had grown up in. So when he came to you for help on his campaign to run for mayor you instantly agreed. You hated politics with every fiber of your being but you knew he would do some good. He never expected to win, you knew the city loved him for how much he had always done for them. It came to no surprise to you when he won by a landslide.

"I'm leaving early." You said and Benimaru's eyebrow raised in curiosity. "Don't act surprised. I do have a life outside of this place."

"Yeah you have to rush home to your dog and binge watch the newest anime right." Benimaru grins, a rare expression. You were always glad when you could coax a smile from him.

"Fuck off." You flick him off causing him to laugh a bit. His usual dull expression is now full of amusement. "For your information I have a date."

"My Y/N... the cynical non romantic has a date." Benimaru says playfulling but his eyes lower a bit. "What poor soul has to deal with you for tonight?" This was how you interacted. He would say something about you and you would easily fire back. It was just how you both were.

"You're such a dick." You grumble, your hands now on your hip. "For your information it's the fire chef. Himbo energy is off the charts."

"Obi? Y/N you can't be serious?" Benimaru suddenly stands up. "That guy is an idiot." You scoff at his attitude.

You walk over to him with no fear even though he towers over you. "It's not serious. Honestly I just need to be broken in half. So he can be dumb as long as he knows how to..." Your eyes widen when Benimaru's large hand covers your mouth.

"Why are you always so fucking vulgar? This is a workspace." Benimaru no longer looks at you with amusement. A dark glint was in his eyes that you had never seen before. "What do you just need an itch scratched?" You nod your head not sure what has gotten into your close friend.

"Text him right now and tell him you changed your mind." Benimaru was deathly serious and you glared up at him in defiance. You shake your head no and he actually growls at you as you attempt to remove his hand.

Before you had time to think, Benimaru had you pushed against the wall. No matter how hard you struggled against him he was too large to move. He actually clicks his teeth at you, a rage begins to form. You bite down hard on his palm causing him to wince, his hand dropping. "What the hell Beni?!"

"The guy gets on my last nerve but he is a good person. If you generally just want to be fucked I can't let you go through with this. I have seen the way he looks at you. He wants something serious." Benimaru says not backing off, tensions were running high.

"What do you want to date him or something? How is this any of your business?!" You spat out your hand now pushing on his large chest to make him give you space. Benimaru laughs but it's not like the one from earlier it was condescending.

His hands easily wrap around your wrists and he pushes them to your side. "I know your ex's Y/N. Obi won't be able to break you the way you want to be broken. I know how fucked up in the head you are." You swallow heavily as he leans into you whispering into your ear. "He will touch you like you're fragile. I know that's not what you want. You want to be treated like a no good whore."

Your eyes widen in shock at the words your close friend just muttered in your ear. You could not think of a witty retort. This is a side of Benimaru you had never witnessed. You had no clue how to feel. He was using all of your complaints and discussion about your life against you. You knew he could be cold but this was pure aggression.

"Cancel your date." Benimaru growls and a shiver travels up your spine as he reaches around and pulls your cell out of your back pocket.

"Beni..." you cringe at how pathetic you sound as you call out his name. Benimaru looks down at you with a scowl.

"Now..." His voice was low. A sense of fear lingered in the back of your mind but you shake your no. You gasp when he lowers his face to yours, lips inches apart. "You just want a good fuck?" He asks and you bite your lip.

"Yeah..." you say almost breathlessly and watch as he closes his eyes clenching his jaw. "That's it."

"I'll scratch your itch for you. I know exactly what you want." Benimaru now pins your arms above your head almost painfully. "What are friends for right?"

You are so torn at this moment. You don't fight this time as his body is pressed against yours. You also kept thinking about how this would ruin what you all had. Like he said he would just be helping you out. Nothing serious. You look deeply into his eyes trying to get a glimpse of his thoughts. All that greeted you now was hunger. Such intense lust your gaze fell away to look at his feet.

"Y/N look at me..." Benimaru orders and you slowly look back up. "I need you to tell me this is what you want." You knew you were no longer thinking clearly. At this moment the atmosphere had shifted. A moan escapes your lips when his knee spreads your legs apart. "Well?" Benimaru waits patiently for your reply.

"Fuck me like a whore then." You whisper shocked at the words spilling out of your mouth.

"That's a good girl." Benimaru grins, his teeth flashing as he suddenly takes hold of your waist and lifts you up with ease. You feel so weak in his arms struggling to maintain the grasp on your cellphone as he sits you on the edge of his desk.

You watch as he walks to his door and closes it. "Are you sure?" Benimaru asks his hand on the lock and you nod suddenly all you could think about was how it feels to be railed by your best friend. With a cocky smirk he locks the door.

You take a shallow breath as he licks his bottom lip walking back over to stand above you. You shout out when he lifts you up, wasting no time pulling off your dress pants and tossing them to the ground. You cry out when his fingers run along your inner thigh. "Try not to be too loud." Benimaru says as he shifts your body forward and pulls off your lace panties. You blush when he spreads your legs and kneels in front of you. "The little slut is already so wet. You're so disgusting."

"Fuck...." You groan when he cups your ass dragging your pussy to his face harshly. You try to keep your moans down by clasping your hand over your mouth as you feel his tongue across your folds. Your mind is mush as he sucks greedily on your clit. Your back arches as he shoves a finger deep inside your cunt not giving you time to even catch your breath. He was merciless as he curved his finger just right. It wasn't long before you felt your body clenching. "Shit... I'm already about to cum..." you whine and just as you are about to fall apart he slowly removes his finger and looks up at you.

You stare back in disbelief as he brings his finger to his mouth and sucks your juices clean. "Call him and cancel. Then I'll let you cum." Your mouth is open, unsure of how to respond. He grabs your phone holding it up to you. With shaky arms you take it from him. You unlock the phone and pull up your contacts. You got to text him but Benimaru pinches your thigh. "I said to call him. Sending a text is rude."

"But..." you go to protest but Benimaru slaps your thigh causing you to groan. You try to gather your thoughts through the delicious pain of the strike. You bite your inner cheek as you click on Obi's contact and press call.

"Put it on speaker." Benimaru orders and you stare down at him nervously. You click the speaker with just one dark look from him. "Good girl..." You bite back a groan at his small praise.

"Y/N!" Obi's voice rang out full of excitement. You frown a bit at his cheery demeanor. Benimaru stares as you take a deep breath.

"Hey! Look, I want to apologize. I won't be able to make it tonight." You say and there is a small silence as you wait for a response. Before you could apologize again you feel your legs being spread and you look at Benimaru shaking your head no feverishly. He simply smirks at you as you attempt to fight his hold on your legs.

"Cute..." Benimaru whispers then attacks your clit with vigor. You clench your hand into a fist to keep your moans at bay.

"It's fine! We can reschedule right?" Obi says you hear that his usual positive tone had been brought down a bit. Just as you go to respond Benimaru shoves two fingers deep into your pussy as he softly bites down on your sensitive bud.

"Beni!!" You shout and hoped to whatever higher power it didn't sound sexual. Your eyes roll back as he pumps in and out of you.

"Ooo Beni are you keeping her late again?!" Obi asks with such sweet innocence it makes you feel even worse.

With one last good nibble Benimaru lifts his head up to respond, a sick enjoyment glints in his eyes as he watches your face. "Yeah per usual I'm the bad guy." You bite your lip hard causing the skin to tear as he curls his fingers and adds another.

"O my god..." you mutter and almost lose your hold on your phone. "Such an asshole..." you groan as your legs begin to shake.

"Hey Y/N don't be too hard on him. Though it may not seem like it, he is doing great things for the city." Sweet Obi says and Benimaru laughs almost sadistically.

"You're too kind Obi. Truly!" Benimaru says as he continues to show you no reprieve. "Don't worry buddy I'll make sure our Y/N has been taken care of." You try to glare at him but your body works against you as your back arches up.

"Thanks! Well I guess I'll figure something else out. You two have a goodnight! And don't overwork yourselves!" Obi says but you barely hear him. Your pussy clenches harshly against Benimaru's fingers and you know you're not going to be able to keep quiet. Just as your orgasm crashes over you Benimaru leans over and swallows your moan with his mouth, kissing your breath away.

"Shh..." Benimaru whispers and you whine. "Yeah goodnight." He takes the phone and hangs up for you as you shake from the aftermath. "You're so adorable like this." You are speechless as he brings his lips back to yours. His tongue laying claim to the inside of your mouth, your mind still hazy you give into him with no resistance.

Leaving you a panting mess he lifts up from the passionate kiss, you feel your cheeks flushed as he grins down at you. "Don't you feel like such a bitch right now. Letting me make you cum while poor Obi is none the wiser." You frown and he harshly pinches your chin. "You don't deserve him. Instead you deserve to have my cock shoved in your mouth. Now get on your fucking knees and let me use you."

You stare up at him defiantly, suddenly regaining some of your confidence back. "Beni... You said you would scratch my itch. Not the other way around." Benimaru's gaze darkens at your attitude. Before you could blink he lunges and grasps your throat.

"Don't act like you don't get off on choking on cock. Remember we know everything about each other." Benimaru groans as you let out a mewl as his fingers tightened. "Now on your fucking knees." Your fingers dig into his forearm as he blocks your airways. When dots begin to form in your vision he finally lets go. "Look at that... fuck you love it..."

Your entire body shakes as you take in heavy breaths, you still hold onto his arm for stability as you ride out the rush of tingles traveling from your head to your toes. "I-..." you try to say something but instead you can't help but just whimper. Benimaru simply watches you as you attempt to gain control of your limbs back, biting his lower lip. "Stop... mmmm fuck... looking at me like that..."

Benimaru grins and his gaze almost becomes endearing as you scold him. A foreign feeling overcomes you and your heart races. You huff to fight back the heat in your cheeks, "You look stupid!" You glare at him which causes him to cross his arms. A mischievous expression was evident on his face.

"You are beautiful..." Benimaru says out of thin air and you get a weird sensation to run away. You shuffle your feet and suddenly realize how exposed you are, your arms go to cover any bare skin.

"Fuck off Beni! You're such a dick for messing with me like that." You stand and go to shove him but he easily takes hold of your arms tugging you into an embrace. You fight against it at first but his overwhelming presence eventually causes you to give into him.

"That's it...." Benimaru softly hums and you bite the inside of your cheek. "Even brats like you deserve praise yeah..." You feel him chuckle his big body vibrating against yours. You look up at him about to curse him out once more but get lost in his eyes instead. Before you could speak his lips were back on your own.

This kiss felt different. It was just as quick and his tongue was just as forceful. But there was something so desperate and all encompassing. As if it was more than lust driving the action. "Beni..." you moan against it and he lets out a deep groan at the way you called his name. You pushed as much of yourself against him as you could wanting to be as close as possible.

"Fuck I need you right now..." Benimaru growls out, he roughly takes hold of the back of your neck. You make a strange feral sound as he positions you facing away, bending you over his desk. You heard him unbuckle his belt but your mind was in a haze. You no longer give any resistance as he positions you how he wants you. "It pisses me off you were going to look like this for a dumbass like Obi." A sharp smack across your ass causes you to flinch.

"Wait, are you jeal..." You went to mock him but your voice was cut short as his large hands gripped your waist from behind. Not giving you time to adjust his frame slams into you taking any thoughts from your mind within seconds. Your cunt clenched around him, overcome by his size.

"Fuck!!" You both shout in unison. You feel Benimaru's breath on your neck, he doesn't move. His hold on you tight as if he was trying to anchor himself. "Beni... are you ok?" You whisper your voice quivers. "Ngh..." you whine when his teeth bury into your shoulder.

Benimaru kisses softly at the flesh he had just pierced then lifts up his lips against your ear, "You feel better than I imagined you would..." His voice was raspy causing goosebumps to form along your body. Your eyes widen at his confession but before you could really comprehend what he had just said your front half is forced down aggressively, arching to him.

Your usual overthinking mind fades to a hum as he thrust back and then violently shoves back in. You claw at the wooden desk as Benimaru's pace is unrelenting. "That's it, just shut up and take it..." Ruthlessly he pounds into you and you can only scream. Your limbs become completely useless, his muscles strain to keep both of you upright. Your pussy accepts the rough treatment and you feel yourself falling quickly into another orgasm.

"Mmm keep clenching around me like that..." Benimaru groans, you no longer recognize your friend who's tone was usually always bored. He sounded a bit crazed. "You filthy... filthy... whore..." Your eyes roll back at his degradation, "I want to ruin you for anyone else..." You cry out when his pace increases even more. You feel tears at the corner of your eyes when his nails dig into your hips.

"Benimaru..." You call out his full name as your cunt pulsates around his cock. "Fuck... fuck... I'm cumming..." No fight remained in you as he fucked you through your high. "I... can't..." You tried to keep yourself on your toes but your legs were shaking. You look back and the wild glare that met you made you suck in a breath.

"Ooo sweet Y/N... I'm not done with you..." He smiles but it's almost cruel. "You wanted this..." You whimper when he grasps onto your hair harshly. "Now show me how good you can be for me, yeah..." You yelp when he lets go and you fall forward. Your cunt clenches around the air and you feel your cum slide down your thighs when he pulls out. Before you could respond his arm wraps around your waist lifting you up and turning to face him. Your ass landing on the cold wooden surface. Benimaru's fingers were back around your throat. "You should be ashamed of the lewd faces you're making for your best friend."

Benimaru's other hand slides up your thigh and his long fingers are shoved into your needy pussy, you blush at the pathetic sound you make. "Your... you're such an asshole..." You feel yourself crying and Benimaru looks down at you with such a sadistic expression your blood runs cold. You gasp when he leans down and licks the trail of wetness on your cheek.

"You fucking love it...." Benimaru actually laughs and you nod like a fool. "You are something else..." Benimaru bites your lower lip as he removes his fingers and yanks your thighs wider apart.

"Wait..." you timidly place your arms against his shoulders, lean forward to whisper into his ear, "I want to choke on your cock..." You see him swallow heavily at your words. Benimaru slowly steps back searching your face to make sure this was what you really wanted. You point to his office chair with a sloppy grin, "Sit."

"Yes ma'am..." Benimaru feigns submission as he casually takes a seat, his eyes never leaving you. You hop off the desk and saunter to stand in front of him. "Aren't you a little temptress..." Benimaru coos as you drop to your knees and look up through your eyelashes.

Benimaru wears a smug grin. You want to wipe it right off his face. Without dropping eye contact you lower your mouth onto his already throbbing cock. You hear him take in a shuddered breath as you sucked on the tip, his eyes now lowering. You stick out your tongue and take him into your mouth even deeper, feeling his body tremble.

You take your time and feel his frustration when his fingers go to grasp the base of your hair. You smirk and he glares down, not amused. "Fucking..." Benimaru groans as you take him deeper at a slow pace and swallow around him. "Brat..." Then his hold tightens and you lose what little control you had as he fucks your face aggressively. Your eyes filling with tears and drool coating your mouth, you ignore the discomfort. Turned on by how much he was affected by you choking on his dick.

You moan as you feel his cock pulsate in your mouth, knowing he was close to release. But as you prepare for it he shoves your face down into his lower stomach and stops moving. His whole body tense you could tell he was edging himself. "I want to cum deep inside of you..." He rasps out his deep tired voice makes you tremble. You whine as he removes himself from your mouth.

Struggling to breathe but somehow finding your voice, "You were inside me..." Benimaru rolls his eyes and the soft banter felt familiar to how you usually teased each other.

"Don't act stupid." Benimaru takes hold of your chin tightly as you still kneel between his thighs. You gave him a mischievous grin and before you could comprehend what was going on you were shoved back. You gasp as you try to catch yourself before falling on your butt. "Stupid and clumsy..." Benimaru had caught you by the throat before completely falling over.

You make an annoyed noise as he stands tugging you up with him. It was you turn to shove him away and he laughed as you escaped his clutches. "You're a condescending egotistical asshole." This makes him look over at you still wearing a sly smile. You begin to back up as he stalks towards you.

As your back hits the wall he surrounds you, "You like it. I mean we have been best friends for a long time. You're not a sunny walk in the park yourself." You glare at him and he laughs.

"How long have you wanted to fuck me?" You say sternly as his hands travel to your waist. Benimaru looks a bit shaken by your question, which was a rare sight. He easily recovers back to his stoic demeanor as he lifts you up and your legs wrap around his waist.

Benimaru rubs his cock along your still slick folds and a moan escapes your lips, your eyes lower and you begin to forget what you had said, craving for him to be inside you again. "The day you stood up to me and put me in my place. I've wanted to see you fall apart for me ever since."

Benimaru groans as he shoves himself deep within you. Your head falls back and eyes close at the sweet sensation. "Look at me..." His breathy voice is stained, having you edge him a few seconds prior. You glance back into his eyes but you struggle to keep them open as he slowly begins thrusting.

"Beni..." You whine wanting him to move faster, your arms wrap around his wide shoulders as your nails caress his back. Benimaru's expression was intoxicating once you called out his name. It was like you could see to the battle in his mind to keep control.

"Fuck..." He moans as he maintains eye contact, both of you out of breath and needing more. "Trouble is seeing you like this..." He pushes deeper and stops, he leans in and whispers against your ear, "a broken mess..." You dig your nails into his flesh causing him to tense up, "has made me one to..." You scream out as his teeth dig into your neck.

"Fuck thank you!" You moan out as he slams back and fucks you harshly against the wall. In a delirious state both of you viciously kiss and suck on any flesh that you could reach. Your legs shake uncontrollably as you try and maintain your hold from his quick pace. Both of you were no longer able to hush the sounds escaping. You felt your orgasm building and his cock twitch as your pussy clenched. Both of you make a desperate moan as you reach climax together, Benimaru using the wall and your body to keep from falling himself as his muscles tighten.

Flushed and sweating you cling to each other for support from the strain. "If I let you down will you be able to stand?" Benimaru asked, his tone soft. You unwrap your legs but his arms stay around your hips as you feet touch the floor. You grip onto his forearm as they buckle beneath you exhausted.

"Shit... I'm pathetic." You laugh as he helps you to his chair and picks up your clothes.

"You know you don't have to be afraid to look weak in front of me. If you need help just ask." He then helps you dress and you are unsure of how to respond. "You are tough and assertive. I love that about you. But I see when you're hurting even though you hide it well."

You swallow heavily at his statement and watch as he puts back on his clothes. "You see me don't you?" Your voice quivers and you hate it.

Benimaru laughs and kneels in front of you. He cups your face in his hands and nods. "I've always seen you." You smile and something inside you opens up. You have always trusted him but this was beyond that.

"Beni..." You whisper and he looks so enamored. "What does this mean?" You nervously bite your lip. Showing him a weaker side of yourself. The side that always tells you you're not good enough.

"Whatever you want it to. If you want to pretend this never happened..." He glances away, unable to look at you, "I will accept that." Even though he tells you this, you see sadness. "But if you want to explore what this is a bit more. I am all yours."

NanamiXFemreader-Another What If One Shot from my most read Fanfic on Wattpad… ENJOY

"Y/N..." he reaches for your jaw lightly pulling your face up. "Come home with me?" He asks and your heart races. The look of pure endearment was ever so tempting. You bite your lip nervously. Kento was a good guy. "I won't do anything out of line. I just want to spend more time with you."

"Ok..." you whisper and his face lights up. His hand lightly moves from your jaw to your cheek and you intake a sharp breath. Kento jerks his hand back.

"Sorry..." Kento looks a bit embarrassed from his action, which amused you. He awkwardly crosses his arms and you smirk.

"Stop apologizing Kento." You say sternly.

"Right, sorry!" Kento says apologizing again and you shove his shoulder. He laughs realizing what he had done. He holds out his arm for you to take and you loop yours in his.

As you both began walking to the car your other arm was yanked back aggressively. You glare and see Suguru's dark eyes staring into your own. "Don't..." His raspy voice pleads for you when moments ago in the bar he was flirting with a group of women.

"Why?" You ask him pointedly, curious on if Suguru would give you any reason. Suguru's arm falls from your shoulder and he stands there without a rebuttal. You frown and turn away. "Ready Kento?" You ask Nanami and he nods. You follow him to his SUV without a glance back.

Small timeskip

"Kento your penthouse feels like a museum. There is no life here!" You tease him as he gives you a small tour. You take a sip of some fancy wine he poured you as you both end up back in the living room. You pause by the huge glass window that allows you an amazing look above the city. "But this view?! Top tier!"

"Umm thanks?" Kento says, unsure whether to be offended or not. You grin at him, ever since you both arrived in his space you felt how nervous he was. You could sense he hadn't had anyone over in a while. "Want to listen to music? Or watch something?"

"Sure, play some music. Maybe it will liven up the place." You collapse on the couch and down the rest of the wine. You watch as Kento clicks on his phone and connects to a speaker. He then lights some candles and brings the bottle over. Holding it up you allow him to pour you another glass.

"Savor it this time..." Kento scolds you a bit at how quickly you finished the first glass. "It's meant to be tasted, not devoured." He sits beside you and you feel how tense he is.

"Relax! You take things too seriously, Kento." You cross your arms and pout a bit causing him to grin. You poke his side teasingly but it makes him flinch. "Jesus! I'm not going to bite you."

"Sorry... just not used to company." He mutters and you watch him twirl the glass. You giggle at his discomfort and he huffs. You copy his movements twirling your glass pretentiously and sniff.

"Ahh... smells vintage. Well aged." You wink in his direction causing him to laugh. Then you down the second glass and he gawks at you in surprise.

"You're so damn stubborn. If you weren't so cute I swear!" He pushes your shoulder and you laugh. An awkward silence falls, only the low music fills the room. "I feel that I may bore you." Kento looks at his lap shyly.

"I enjoy your company. You say I'm cute!" You lift his chin with your finger. You notice a small blush on his cheeks and you bite your lip. "What makes Kento Kento?!" You ask to distract yourself from wanting to take advantage of his self consciousness.

Kento looks down at you trying to recover. "Well I have basically been a part of my family business since I was a kid. I was told how to act and talk. What not to do. To always present myself with a sense of dignity. With people telling me how to be I am not really sure. You have me questioning who I am. What I really want." Your heart aches for him. You frown deeply at his words. "It's ok I never wanted for anything."

"I mean... damn... You did though. You wanted attention. You wanted affection. You wanted to live a normal life. Not be a mini adult at the age of ten." You sigh and pour more wine in both your glasses. "Cheers to childhood trauma!" You lift your cup and he clicks it with an amused smirk.

"I feel like I keep venting to you. About work and my life. All you have ever done is help me. Can I repay you? Is there something you need to get off your chest?" Kento turns and you freeze up. It felt as if a bright spotlight suddenly shifted onto you. It's been a while since you were scared of judgement. You didn't want him to think less of you for the lifestyle you lived.

"Me? Well uh..." you try to think of a clever thing to say but he clicks his tongue at you. "Fine... I've had a rough time with what direction I want to take. I was offered a traveling promotion. Which is amazing moneywise. It would be a cool adventure..." you lifted your right hand as if physically weighing the odds. "Then I miss my home. Though at the moment my home really hasn't been the same..." you bite your tongue to stop anymore word vomit from escaping. You were now the one blushing.

"Go on." He waits patiently for you to explain. You wearily look over at him. "I won't judge, I promise." He sounds confident in his reply.

"I kind of slept with both of my best friends and now I don't know how to feel about it...." You mumble at a record breaking speed. Kento did not breath for a second.

"I'm assuming you mean you fucked them. Together?" Kento says and you gasp.

"Kento language!" You chastise him causing him to roll his eyes but he smirked. "Yes at the same time. Like a damn fool!" You groan and he laughs. "It's not funny! I'm struggling here..." you push him as he continues to laugh.

"I would never judge you. I think you're incredible and very strong. Sometimes things just occur." He shrugs trying to make you feel better. He lifts his glass to sip the wine.

"When was the last time shit like that happened to you?" You blurt out and he coughs on his drink. "Come on tell me!!" You beg and he tries to regain his composure.

"A threesome?" He asked, trying not to sound condescending. "I have never... not that it's wrong..." he backpedals dramatically.

"When was the last time you released any stress?" You ask, now curious about this man who was all business. Wondering if he truly did not play.

He looks down embarrassed, "it's been a while. I've been busy trying to work on my business's reputation. Not a lot of free time." You felt it was suddenly your duty to help this overworked man to relax. You lean forward and he makes an audible shocked sound. You bite his neck and feel him shiver under you.

"I lied, I do bite." You laugh at his reaction as you glance up at him.

"Y/N.... Don't do that." His voice suddenly became extremely serious. You watch as his hand that was not holding his glass clenched into a fist. You inhale a sharp breath. A current internal conflict takes place in your mind. The vision of Suguru grabbing onto your arm pleading not to go. The feeling of disappointment when he refused to explain why he was stopping you. Why do I have to control myself when they won't even talk to me?! Anger begins to replace your doubt. You were done waiting on them to confess what they were thinking. Fuck them...

"Why are you scowling?" Nanami asks. You realize you were still invading his space. "Did I do something to make you upset?" You could see the worry on his features. You smile sweetly and shake your head.

"No. You have been nothing but a gentleman, Kento Nanami. I feel you are always thinking of others. Worrying about everyone else. What is something you want? Something you desire?" You genuinely want to know. He seemed so selfless and you were always surrounded by selfish people.

Kento's gaze turns away from your own. He glances off to the side. "Me? Well I..."

"Look at me..." you say lowly and he hesitantly brings his eyes back to yours. "What do you need?"

"Y/N..." he breathlessly says your name and your stomach flips excitedly. You had no plans to give yourself to him but the way he called out your name made something break inside of you. "I couldn't... I am fine." You decide if you don't make the first move he was never going to.

You take his glass and set it on the coffee table, he looks at you quizzically. You then begin to straddle his lap. "Fuck... wait..." Nanami cursed, his eyes pleaded but it was more of a warning. You ignore the danger and tighten your thighs around his. You felt his heart begin to race. "I shouldn't..."

"Breath...." You whisper calmly and watch as he tries to breathe normally, his eyes darting around the room. "That's good... now look at me." His gaze falls to yours but lowered. "Do you want me?" You asked, surprised at how you maintained control.

"Yes.... So much..." his voice becomes deeper, "but I know you are going through something. I am serious about you. I don't want you to feel bad. I also selfishly don't want to be hurt if you decide I am not what you want."

You felt your hearten tighten at his words. This man thought that it was selfish to protect himself from pain. That idea makes you wonder how he developed such a strange habit. You wanted to heal him. He also recognized your trauma, within the short amount of time you had spent with him. Could you heal each other?

"God, you're so amazing! Honestly you deserve the fucking world Kento..." you want to cry for him. You feel a tear slide down your cheek and he hurries to wipe it away. "I really don't want to hurt you. I think you made it impossible for me not to want you." You lean your forehead against his. Both your eyes clothes as he nuzzles against you. The touch comforting you both from the overwhelming emotions hitting you at once.

"You deserve to never be denied your wants..." Nanami pauses and you gasp when he brings his lips onto yours. You both let out a small moan, the kiss easily becoming heated due to the tension that had been building.

You feel your mind trying to shout at you to confirm this is what Nanami truly craved. "Kento..." you push his chest weakly. Nanami fights to stop himself. "Are you sure you're ok with this?" You wait with bated breath for his response.

"Yes... let me please you... I want to see your satisfied expression." You feel his cock twitch under you at the mere thought of your face during the climax. You groan and grind against his lap. His head falls back and a soft moan escapes. Your fingers entangle in his hair and you yank his head back up causing him to whine sweetly.

"No... not until I please you." He opens his mouth to protest but you wrap your hand around his throat and kiss him hungrily. You feel his hands take hold of your hips and he pushes you down forcing you to continue grinding your clothed pussy against his hardening cock. You lift up from the messy kiss, both of you now drooling messes.

You bite your lip as you sit back observing him. Kento was beyond flustered by you straddling his lap. "You're so adorable." You coo taking in his labored breathing and the blush that covered his cheeks. He struggled to respond when you began to slide down onto the floor between his legs.

"What are you doing?" Kento asked, clenching his fists.

"If it is ok with you Kento I'm going to suck your dick." You hold in a laugh as his eyes widen from your brazen statement. You tilt your head to the side waiting for his answer.

"You don't have to do that Y/N..." Kento muttered, his eyes rolled back as your hands moved up to caress his thigh.

"I want to..." You gasp, rubbing your thighs together at his reaction. "Please." You lightly beg and you hear a small whimper escape his lips. "Just nod for me if it's alright."

You smile seductively when he follows your order. You lean up and slowly begin to unbutton his pants. You watch the rise and fall of his chest as you pull down his zipper. You palm his cock through the fabric of his boxers, relishing the deep groan Kento makes.

You were now becoming desperate to make him produce more sounds. You greedily pull out his dick, already throbbing for attention. You lick your bottom lip in anticipation. Wasting no time you circle your tongue around the tip.

"Oooo god..." Kento cries out and you moan against him. You feel his entire body tense up as you trace the prominent vein along the shaft with your tongue. "You're amazing." Kento praises, his fingers digging into the leather of the couch.

You look up confidently as you place him in your mouth. You watch as Kento's head falls back andhe swallows heavily. You slowly move your head up and down, sucking gently. You take your time to tease him until he is a shaking mess.

"Y/N..." Kento calls out your name in a strained tone. "I'm so sorry about this... I just... I can't... " You are about to lift your head to scold him for apologizing when his large hands painfully fists your hair. "I need more..."Kento growls and forces you back down. Pushing his cock roughly to the back of your throat.

With a small warning he loses all control. Ferociously face fucking you, bucking up into your mouth. You groan as you choke on his length, your nails now digging into his thigh to hold yourself together. When you feel his tip reach the back of your throat you swallow around him and he loudly moans. "Sweetheart..." Nanami cooes mindlessly, "swallow all my cum for me... I know you can handle it..."

You moan as you feel his cock twitch in your mouth. A deep groan echoes across the room as he unloads all his built up essence into your throat. He then slowly pulls out of your mouth with a satisfied sigh. The amount of cum is overwhelming, spilling from the corners of your lips as you struggle to swallow it all down. After gulping your mouthful your tongue darts out to lick up the rest. "That's it... such a good girl." You whine as he caresses your cheek with the back of his hand affectionately. Nanami then closes his eyes reclining back onto the couch, you hear another groan.

"You ok?" You ask after gaining your composure back. He had leaned his head back trying to steady his breathing, you feel his body still convulsing.

"Hah..." Nanami holds up a finger to beg you to allow him a second, still struggling. You grin wickedly. You lean forward and take him back into your mouth. "Fuck... too much!" Nanami shakes under you. "Mmmm... too much..." he cries out scratching at the couch as he loses all composure. You groan at his pathetic writhing.

"Cum for me again... I know you have more for me." You command then shove him down your throat again. You look up at him and he is aggressively biting his lip, tears escaping the corner of his eyes.

"Y/N... have mercy..." Nanami begs so softly between his whimpers. You felt your pussy throb at the sight causing you to increase your movements. He tries to remove your head but it was a weak attempt. "Ngh... you're so bad..." he gives up submitting to you falling back in defeat. His body is still quivering and his legs begin shaking uncontrollably. A minute later he screams as he bust in your mouth once again.

Nanami is softly whimpering as his head falls back against the couch. You stand up and straddle him again and you run your fingers through his hair. "Shhh... your ok Kento... your ok..." you comfortingly whisper and kiss away a falling tears. Nanami takes in sharp breaths overstimulated, every light touch causing a moan. You kiss his lips softly and he tries his best to return it unable to stop his pathetic whines.

After a few sweet kisses along his face you feel his breathing slow to a normal pace. You lean up to observe him and his eyes open. His body stills and you hear him clear his throat. You laugh at the state you had left him in and his eyes suddenly glaze over. "I don't appreciate looking like a fool in front of someone I care deeply about." Nanami hisses and you feel a shift in his demeanor.

"You were so cute..." you begin to say and his palm wraps around your mouth. Your eyes widen unprepared for his aggressive reaction.

"I think I'll return the favor..." he growls into your ear and then bites down harshly in your neck. "Hold on tight, beautiful." You shout into his hand in surprise as he picks you up, you cling your legs around his waist. Giggling a bit when he struggles to kick off his pants. He reprimands this by slapping your ass and you groan.

He tosses you on the bed and orders you to strip. You laugh at his stubborn behavior surfacing. Still holding onto the image of his face, tears and drool stained. You remove your clothes and cross your arms as you watch him pull a tie from his dresser. "Look at you all huffy. You have no reason to feel shame with me Kento." You say and he glares at you as he pulls his own clothes off. You run your tongue across your teeth as you admire his body.

"Bend over..." he mutters causing you to smirk. You stretch your arms above your head, watching his eyes travel down your body drinking you in.

"Kento... you don't have to prove yourself..." you tease him and he rushes forward. He takes hold of the back of your neck roughly. "Mmm manhandling me.. who are you?" He pushes your head down, flipping you on your stomach. He painfully yanks your arms behind your back and tightly ties your wrists together. You gasp being suffocated by the mattress.

"Are you done?" He says digging your face further into the soft material. You attempt to shake your head needing air. He releases you and you gasp for breath. "Not so hard right." He says with an attitude. You pout but decide not to comment for your own safety.

You brace yourself as you arch your body for him, expecting him to shove himself inside of you. Instead you feel his mouth suck up your soaking pussy juices. "Kento!!" You scream out your fingers gripping the sheets.

"You taste divine sweetheart. Fine wine does not even compare to your flavor." He groans as he continues to eat you from behind. You were now a panting mess, your eyes rolling back at the feel of him sucking and licking you.

"Fuck!!! I'm going to..." you feel yourself lose your train of thought as your legs shake violently. You moan loudly as you cum against his face, you hear Nanami make a pleased sound. Your entire body jerks, your shoulders aching from being restrained. You whine when he bites your thigh purposely leaving a dark bruise.

Nanami pulls your ass a part wasting no more time he pushes himself deep into your still clenching cunt. He makes a deep guttural sound as he slams into you with vigor. Tugging on your arm he uses your body to please his own. You shout out in pain and pleasure, unable to look back at him, you take the abuse. "You needed this didn't you... fuck..." you whine as you struggle to keep yourself upright as he is pounding into you with no consciousness. Releasing all the tension he had built up, he does not answer you, he just groans and curses as your body is roughly jolted back and forth.

Apparantly he was not fucking you hard enough for his liking because you are grabbed by the waist and dragged to the edge of his bed with his cock buried deep. Shoving your lower back down and raising your ass higher. "Kento... please..." you whimper and a smack to your ass was the only response as he angles himself and pushes even further. "Fuck! Fuck!" You mutter intoxicated by how feral he was.

He does not acknowledge your cries as he wrecks you. The fact he ignores you causes your walls to clench tightly. "Feels so good..." you hear Nanami moan quietly. Your next orgasm was brought on by his hands digging into the meat of your upper thigh. He makes a strangled groan as you convulse around him screaming his name pathetically. Before your body is fully recovered he groans deeply and pushes you down, you feel his hot seed coat your lower back. He snatches your head back, "Enjoy my scent gorgeous. Be proud of it." He whispers his breath tickling your neck, you stare at him doe eyed, fucked stupid.

You watch him lean an arm against the wall trying to regain some form of composure. “I'll be right back." You hear him say as he leaves you soaking in his cum.

"How do you even have my number?!" You hear an annoyed Nanami enter the room, a warm wet washcloth and dry towel in hand. You raise an eyebrow as he huffs into the phone. Nanami leans down and kisses your forehead sweetly then wipes up the mess he left. "Of course she is fine Gojo!" He shouts but then his eyes widen as if he remembers how rough he was with you. He covers the phone's speaker and whispers down to you, "Are you ok?" You hear the concern in his tone. You smile up and nod yes and you watch relief flood over him.

"That's very chivalrous of you. If she will have me I will give her the world. Now I'm hanging up." Nanami clicks the end call button. "How do you put up with him?" You laugh and try to hold up your tied wrist. "O my goodness! I'm so sorry!" He quickly unties you and you stretch your body. "Are you sure I was not too hard on you? I've had a stressful month and well it's been a while since well you know..." he gestures.

You crawl over to him and he opens his arms to you. You sit on his lap and nuzzle your face into his neck. "Since you fucked?" You grin and he scoffs at your use of language, "Stop doubting yourself. I am fine. You were something else... you can take your frustration out on me whenever you want."

You hear him chuckle and he rubs your back softly. "Let me cook for you. Stay as long as you want."

"Aww persuading me with food! Very smart! I'll stay for a while. This place is livelier than I thought." You try to stand but your knees buckle and Nanami catches you.

"How about you lay here for a bit. I'll make you a bath and once it is complete I'll help you to it. Then we can enjoy a meal together?" Nanami asks and you agree. He smiles brightly as he tucks you in. "I'll be much gentler next time. I promise." He kisses you sweetly and you sigh. "Let me take care of you. You won't regret it." He whispers as he lifts away from the kiss.

A strange feeling washes over you. You felt so content at this very moment. No worries crossed your mind as your eyes began to feel heavy. No thoughts of your friends, just the man who made you as feral as he had been...

Satoru GojoXReader-overthinker with a jokester who loves to make her DUMB

“Satoru you are a fucking idiot…” You scoff as he pouts, kneeling beside you. You were nearly finished with the novel you were reading when he had yanked it from your grasp. You glare up at him with sheer rage and he makes a startled noise.

But Satoru Gojo always recovers quickly. “You frown too much. Don’t complain when you get wrinkles Y/N.” Satoru flicks your forehead and tosses your book across the room. “I’m sooo bored!” His arrogance was astonishing as he lifted you up so he could plop down on the couch beside you.

Your eyes widen in shock at how brave he was. Most people throughout your life avoided your cold expressions as if you would kill them on the spot. In reality you were just not a fan of trivial conversation. You preferred meaningful dialogue. So it came to a surprise to yourself when you befriended this obnoxious jokester now scrolling on his phone and laughing way too loudly at stupid sixty second videos.

“Look at this cute doggo Y/N!” Satoru grins shoving his phone in your face. The puppy was adorable but you weren’t going to admit it to him. “Ooo come on you know you love it.” He takes back his phone, rolling those deep baby blues.

“I’m not amused by silly little clips, Satoru. Now give me my book back and leave me alone.” You frown, you lean your elbow into his side and he screeches in pain.

“Fine! Fine!” Satoru whines pushing you back. “You're so boring…” You shrug no longer bothered by such shallow insults. You knew you were not a social butterfly and have embraced yourself for it. “I don’t even know what I see in you?!”

You raise your eyebrow quizzically at the words that escaped him. “Without me around you would be wandering around aimlessly with no insight. You blindly trust everyone. You're clumsy and way too friendly. I drag you back to reality.” You answer with no emotion present in your tone. “You're pretty much a dog in human form. Now would you please be so kind as to fetch my damn book.”

Satoru did not move, instead he watched you intently. “If I’m a dog, you're a grumpy cat. You never leave your house. You always have something clever to say and it’s always in a very rude way. You're beyond depressing and fickle.”

“Then why do you keep coming over, fucking pestering me?!” You almost growl your fingers now digging into the collar of his t shirt pulling him closer. That stupid smile widens as you tighten your grasp.

“You want to know why?” Satoru whispered in almost a seductive tone. You knew he was trying to tease you. Even still your curiosity won over your instinct. You don’t reply, just simply wait for his response. His breath ghosted over your neck as he leaned closer. You swallowed heavily at the proximity. “My dear moody friend…” his voice lowered and you felt goosebumps form along your arms. “The way you can swallow my cock is addictive.”

“Such a whore…” You mutter but don’t dare move away from him, you never wanted to show how much he gets under your skin at times like this. You stare at him from your peripheral taunting him to do more.

Your friendship has become a bit more than platonic recently. A night of drinking had you both crossing those invisible lines. You now had a mutual agreement. Sex was fun and didn’t need to mean anything.

“I’m your little whore though…” Satoru says sweetly through a soft chuckle. His long fingers land on your knee then travel up your thighs. You gasp when he nibbles lightly on your earlobe.

You were not sure how Satoru does it. But he is able to completely quiet the chaotic thoughts that were always rambling around by a simple kiss. You were scared of how much you were starting to rely on it. “All those pesky thoughts. Let me help you to ease them from that cute little brain of yours.”

You somehow find resolve even as his fingers delicately dance along your inner thigh. You regretted wearing shorts today. Taking a shuddered breath you collect yourself and take hold of his wrist. “I would rather see how my book ends. So why don’t you go find trouble elsewhere?”

Satoru growls and it surprises you, it was as if he was actually frustrated. “Y/N…” The tone was dangerous, your heart suddenly jumped. You could no longer look at him without wanting to give in. You hear Satoru click his teeth, you could feel his glance. “Look at me…”

It was an order, no mistaking it for a suggestion. Yet you fought the overwhelming urge to follow it. You simply shake your head, your hands now clenched in your lap.

The more time you spend with him the more you imagine what type of relationship you would have. You knew your fantasies were always more thrilling than real life. You needed to limit your time in his presence. Therefore you picked up a huge chronicle of novels to read for the weekend.

Satoru had mentioned a club event in passing and you assumed he would go. So when he showed up at your doorstep you almost slammed the door in his face. And now he was touching you. Tempting you once again. “Your cruel Satoru Gojo… A fucking sadist…” You practically spat the words now picking at your fingernails as a way to calm yourself.

You have caused him to storm out on you in a tantrum on multiple occasions. You don’t mean to hurt others but sometimes what you allow to escape from your lips was too real for the average human. You jumped when instead he burst out in a fit of uncontrollable laughter. “Sat…” You go to speak his name.

“Shut up.” Satoru whispers as he cuts you off. His usual light hearted nature had completely shifted to something unrecognizable. “You want me to truly be cruel?” Those blue eyes were always soft and amused. But now there was pain there. You reached out to him but this time he took hold of your wrist.

You were at a loss for words even though millions of thoughts overwhelmed you. What is wrong? What have I done? Why are you like this? See it’s better if you're alone. You won’t hurt anyone if you don’t allow them to get to know you. You're a monster… “I will break through every single wall you put up, Y/N. I won’t let you run away. I will find you and bring you back. Even if I have to tie you down and cage you up.”

A weird tight feeling took root in your chest.. You tilted your head to the side as you looked up to him not understanding. “Why?! Why can’t you just leave me be? I can’t make you happy. I am a dark cloud following you around and everyone is uncomfortable. Can’t you see that!!” You dig your nails into the palm of your hand. You shout when Satoru yanks you to straddle his lap and takes hold of your chin roughly, making you stare up at him.

“You stupid woman…” He whispers and you grimace. “All this knowledge you have collected and dissected. I am amazed by how much you have accomplished. The rewards you have received. I am the one who felt as if I was always holding you back. You always have the right words to say when I need advice. You knew exactly how to logically figure out a solution I was too overwhelmed to see. I thought if I could make you laugh or smile maybe I could finally repay you. But you only found me as a nuisance yet you call me cruel…”

You hated how his face had fallen into such a depressed state. This was not the Satoru Gojo you were used to. It was like looking at your own reflection. “I…” You stuttered and fumbled. “I had no idea… so many people fawn over you, Satoru.”

“I finally found something you could use me for. I was so happy…” Satoru’s glance seemed to look past you.

“What do you mean?” You hear the nerves laced in your voice. A small grin forms but never reaches his eyes.

“I could use my touch to quiet all of the negative thoughts that seemed to plague you. That night when I had you under me…” Satoru paused and memories of that first night flashed through your mind. The way he took control over your very being. Your cheeks heated. “That was the first time I ever saw you truly smile for me…”

Fuck… this fucking idiot… “Stupid… You're an idiot…” You say through gritted teeth. “Why would you be satisfied with that?! I knew you were dumb Satoru but I didn’t know you were this pathetic…”

As your fist connects with his chest he steals a kiss that completely takes your breath from your lungs. The chaos of swirling emotions that had started to crash down in terrifying waves slowly turned gentle and soothing as his tongue slid across your lower lip. Your fists flattened your palms now exploring the curves of his chest greedily. “That’s it sweet girl… give in to me yeah…” His voice was a lulling lullaby to your ears as you whined in response.

Before giving your mind a chance to process his tongue was devouring the inside of your mouth. All you could do was open up for him. His kiss was so addicting… The voice in your mind began to fade to static. You moan into his lips when his large hands cupped your ass forcing you to grind on him. “That’s my good girl…” Satoru groaned. You gasped as you felt him harden beneath you.

“Satoru… Wait…” You regretted your words when those hands moved to grip your thighs and his fingers traced the soft inner skin, so close to your aching core. Satoru paused and looked down at you, his pupils blown wide. Soft blush coated his cheeks and his breathing was erratic. He was beautiful.

“Please Y/N…” Satoru’s lips pouted and his tone was almost a whimper. Fuck… “I fucking need to see you smile for me again… I need to see that you need me as much as I need you. Let me do this for you.”

You could not formulate a response, you were currently hypnotized by his desperation. Your whole body was fighting against your denial. “Ok…” You manage to whisper as your thumb traced along his lower lip. The toothy grin replaced the pout as he bites your thumb teasingly.

“Kiss me then.” Satoru ordered you, his voice lowering. Without the earlier hesitation you gave into his demand. His fingers now travel to softly trace the back of your neck as he pulls you deeper into the kiss.

As his teeth nip at your bottom lip he gently picks you up slightly to set you down into the couch on your back, now hovering above you. You actually laugh as he roughly undresses you no longer being patient. “Satoru relax…” You say amused as he slips off your shorts.

“No panties?” Satoru eyebrow raises and you roll your eyes. “So naughty!”

“I was comfortable in my own home and was not expecting company. Don’t flatter yourself.” You say as he smiles down his eyes traveling to take in every inch of your body. “You look possessed.” You tease him and he looks back up into your stare.

“Y/N…” Satoru’s voice lowers and the seductive tone makes you take in a breath. “I'm obsessed with making such an intelligent person unable to even form complete sentences… It’s fucking addictive.”

You fall silent as his hand wraps around your throat, he squeezes until your nails dig into his forearm and tears blind your vision. Strangled moans escape your mouth because at the same his thumb caresses your clit. Satoru hums, “You're already dripping for me… that’s so sexy…”

He releases the pressure on your throat while slipping two fingers into your cunt. You cry out as your body convulses and shakes below him. Your body is arching up on its own as intense pleasure courses through you.

“Fuck Satoru… fuck…” You can only mumble curses as your vision slowly becomes clear again. Yet he shows no mercy as his fingers plunge in and out of you. The sounds of your arousal makes you even more heated.

“Awww my pretty girl has such a dirty little mouth…” Satoru sneers but he groans when he feels your pussy clamping around his finger greedily. “Going to have to keep you quiet, aren't I?” Satoru kisses you deeply as he begins to scissor you. You moan into his mouth causing him to chuckle sadistically. “Stick that pretty tongue out for me…”

You nod stupidly and stick out your tongue in anticipation. “So obedient now aren’t we?” Satoru growls, running his fingers along your tongue while his other hand pushes deeper, hitting your sweet spot perfectly.

You let out a feral sound as you drool against his fingers. Your nails digging into his waist like a cornered animal. “Fuck…” Satoru hisses as he feels you cum against his hand. “You drive me crazy when you break like this under me.”

“Mmm…” All you could do was whimper and choke as he pushed his fingers deep down your throat. Your hips bucking desperately and legs shaking uncontrollably.

As you feel your belly tighten for another orgasm he slows his tempo pulling his fingers out of your mouth. You whine in frustration being so close to going over the edge once again. All you could think about was missing that feeling.

“What’s going on in that big brain of yours now?” Satoru brags because he knows that right now your thoughts are only on him. What he can do to make you feel good.

“Please….” You beg your eyes lowered lips in a pout, swollen from the fury of kisses. “Fuck me… fuck me…” You shout the only thing you could think of to get that feeling of being filled again.

You watch as he undresses all the way. You nearly drool from the sight of his freed cock, wet with precum. Throbbing to be buried inside you. “Smile for me…” Satoru barely is able to get the words out as he strokes his dick getting back onto the couch.

You hesitate that small bit of fight crawling its way to the surface. You hold back your sounds of pleasure when he runs his length along your folds.

There was now a war raging internally as you gritted your teeth not to appease him. “Your brain is finally waking back up huh?” Satoru laughed cruelly as he teased you, the tip slightly entering you but it wasn’t enough. You needed him deeper.

“I… hah…” You tried to speak but he was now rolling circles along your clit.

“What was that treasure…” Satoru knew you were trying your hardest to respond. He loved the way he could get you to become a mindless slut. He even leans down closer, his lips nearly touching yours. “It’s ok I’ll make you myself.”

Satoru does not push in; instead he coats his cock with your juices and yanks your thighs closed around it. You gasp in shock as your pussy feels the cold air. You look at him pleadingly.

As he slowly thrust against your closed thighs, his stare now becomes glossy as he loses a bit of himself. The plush softness of your skin. “What? What do you want?” Mocking you because you know he knows.

“Hmm.” You whine pathetically. Your sole focus was to have him where you wanted him most. Though his jaw clenching in struggle as he tries to control himself was intoxicating. “You want to fuck me as much as I want you to. So please!”

“Know it all…” He groans and you smile brightly as you see him spread your legs wider. “There it is… fuck so beautiful.” Before you could even process that his arm wraps around your waist and forces you to turn, now on all fours.

You thank him as he shoves his cock to the hilt. “You're so welcome pretty…” Satoru softly whispers as he tightly grasps your hips. “Now let me hear your cute little cries…” He pushes your head down to arch your back even more and relentlessly slams in and out, your pussy was already convulsing around him.

“Satoru… so good…” You say the only thing on your mind as you crumble into a crying mess. You moan loudly as you feel yourself edging back to that blissful release. “Cumming soon…”

Satoru no longer speaks. Just groans and occasional curses as your walls shutter against him, you slick dripping to coat his balls. “Me to…” You felt proud he was unable to hold out much longer. You both scream and shudder as you orgasm; you feel his slight panic as he pulls out and cums onto your back.

His weight now leaning against you as you both take in deep breaths. “Hah…” you are unable to move even a little.

“You do so well. The way your eyes roll back…” Satoru spouts compliments as he struggles to regain his own composure. “You're perfect.”

Perfect… Your heart raced again. You have always been so harsh to yourself. To imagine a man like Satoru Gojo telling you you're perfect. You could not believe it. Satoru sweetly tells you to relax as he goes to grab a washcloth. You were alone with your thoughts.

He smiles down at you as he cleans up the mess that was made. “You ok?” He asks suddenly, looking concerned.

“I was thinking…” You say in a bit of a joking manner and Satoru gasps.

“Well we can’t have that…” Suddenly he is picking you up, bridal style. You go to scold him for being too heavy but he clicks his teeth at you as he carries you to your bedroom. “I have to make sure that doesn’t happen. It will probably take all night.”

“Definitely, it will take all night.” You laugh, you feel yourself brighten up. A lightheadedness fogging anymore dark thoughts as he joins you on the bed.

“Tell me you need me.” Satoru was soaking in the happy expression on your face. Almost hypnotized by it.

“Satoru I need you… So don’t you leave me please.” You say the words you had been too stubborn to say out loud. Satoru Gojo looked overjoyed as he pecked small kisses on your entire face. You cared about him. It was scary but there was no denying it anymore. This idiot…

DazaiXReader Fluffy Angsty Smut Warning

“Dazai, are you happy? I don’t think I have ever seen you genuinely smile like that.” Mori asked as he watched him from the office chair grin down at his phone.

Dazai’s eyes flickered up and for a second Mori could tell his mind had wandered elsewhere then a small shake and he was back in the present. “I don’t know? Is this what this feeling is? She makes me crazy with it…” Dazai says quietly.

Mori observed him not sure if this was a good shift for one of his best enforcers. Though he still cares about those who worked for him so he gave a warning, “Don’t let this Y/N become a distraction.”

Dazai quickly lost the silly expression on his face and the cold stare he was used to returning. “Aww don’t worry! I’m still your ruthless hitman boss!” Mori nodded satisfied yet made sure to make a note of his unusual behavior just in case.

“You know sometimes I forget she exists even when she is in the same room with me.” Dazai returns to his rambling and Mori raises an eyebrow.

“What do you mean?” Mori asks, a bit confused. It seems this woman had him head over heels yet he feels this way.

“It’s hard to put into words…” Dazai mutters looking back down at the picture Chuuya had just sent him. Since he would be busy he had asked him to take her somewhere fun. Apparently they had decided on an aquarium. Chuuya had sent an image of her absentmindedly staring at a stingray. Her mouth slightly agape and eyes sparkling. He knew that face well it was the one she made right before she went on an overexcited explanation of something she cared about.

“Well who is on your list today boss?” Dazai put away his phone, tucking away the small bit of peace so that he could focus. Letting his thoughts numb down until there was nothing. Erasing the thought of her calling out his name just last night after letting him mentally break down a few more of her walls. The process to become the monster he was expected to be was taking longer than normal nowadays…

But he knew if he failed Mori would ensure that whatever bit of love he had found would be removed. Distraction… Please don’t become a distraction…

The Previous Night

Dazai was sitting on the couch completely focused on some show as the strange woman he let into his life sits quietly beside him. The room had been completely silent for over an hour yet he felt so at ease. It was an odd feeling.

So much so that his thoughts must have shown on his face because her finger was now pressed gently on his arm. Dazai smiled, “I’m ok, pretty girl…” She studies him for a few more seconds as if to read if that was the cause and then smiles back.

“Why do you do that?” Dazai was suddenly curious at the strange way she consoled him. Why wouldn’t she verbally ask him if he was ok? He clenched his fist when her face darkened as if caught in a horrid memory. “Tell me lovely. Please. I am not making fun of you. I am just curious.”

“Most people find it annoying because I ask too much. I guess this developed as a way to check on someone that was not too invasive and loud.” She said her eyes drifted away from his face and he frowned. He gently lifted her chin to face him again.

“They would get angry with you?” He asked and she just nodded. “Who?” Dazai flinched at his dark tone but he couldn’t control the urge to hurt those who had wronged her. This kind soul is jaded and haunted by her past.

“I mean a lot of people.” She laughs and he tries not to growl. Recognizing she was using humor to mask her discomfort. “Dazai, it's fine. I will get my shit together eventually.” Again she giggles but he doesn’t seem to think it’s very funny.

“It’s not ok Y/N.” Dazai muttered as he gently stroked her cheek. Her eyes widened in surprise at his softening demeanor. “You didn’t deserve to be treated like that….” Dazai’s hand falls as he realizes he was more of a beast than human. He was not deserving of that sweet and cherishing look she had given him. He was not supposed to have someone like her care about him.

Suddenly she is kissing his face all over and he is completely knocked backwards. When her lips claim his he is breathless. When she pulls away all he can do is stare, mouth slightly parted, “Sorry I got carried away. I just couldn’t help myself.” She said, embarrassed. “Don’t look at me like that…” Again another small laugh.

Dazai feels her try to pull away but she had him entranced now and he was keeping her close. His arms encircle her waist and he pulls her on his lap. “Dazai!” She shouts playfully but he refuses to let go.

“How did I look at you?” His words are muffled as he presses his face against her chest nuzzling. Her heartbeat picked up and he could tell she had gotten a bit flustered by the way she pushed down slightly grinding into him. Dazai controlled himself but the sensation was making it hard.

“I don’t know; like as if I was the most precious thing ever.” Again sarcasm hid her fear, as if she was always mentally preparing for rejection. Not knowing that he thought she was too good to be true.

Dazai looks up at her and pulls her down so he could place a kiss on her shoulder. Holding in a groan when he felt her shiver. “To me you are.” He whispers into her ear and he watches her take a sharp breath. “I will never stop reminding you of that.”

“Dazai…” She called his name like a moan and he felt the tension snap inside of him from the simple sound.

“I thought I was already crazy but Y/N you somehow made me even more deranged…” His voice came out raspy this time his eyes felt heavy with lust. She squirms against him as his hands travel up her sides. She makes the cutest sounds as his hand travels lower now to squeeze her ass. “You can’t be so cute… It’s dangerous…”

Before she could respond he kissed her deeply. She whines into his mouth and her fingers now threading into his hair keeping him close until they both gasp for air. “I’m going to move you on your back now treasure…” Dazai said through labored breathing. She nods with no hesitation and it makes him lose his composure for a second. The way she trusted him…

Dazai gently lays her back and groans at the look in her eyes as she stares up at him. He felt like wrapping her up and shielding her from anything. The logical part of his mind told him the only real danger to her is himself. “Dazai…” Again she calls out to him and he curses to himself.

“You make it hard to regret what I have done…” He mindlessly mutters but she reaches out a hand, her thumb tracing his jaw and smiles. “I’m so weak…” He almost whimpers but pulls himself together as he removes her shorts. Her eyes widened, not expecting this so soon.

“Wait let me…” She begins to speak but he growls and covers her lips with his large hand. She mumbles and protests against his palm. He kisses the side of her neck tenderly enjoying the soft mewl sound she makes.

“Such a people pleaser my sweet Y/N…” He whispers and loves the way she shivers under him from his low voice. “You always are the one begging to take care of me. To make me feel good.” Though he is stopping her from speaking he sees the look of defiance in her eyes.

“Ah ah… don’t try to say other wise. I have learned your ways sweetheart. Tonight it’s going to be a bit different.” Dazai says endearingly and she freezes a bit. “Tonight you are going to tell me exactly what you want. Exactly how you need me.” He bites down softly on her ear. “Ok…”

Dazai glares down at her, the intensity telling her there was no room for her to be stubborn. She must have understood how serious he was because she simply nodded and he moved his hand. “I’m going to taste you now sweetheart. I want you to cum on my tongue. Crave it…”

Y/N adorably bit her lip in anticipation and a bit of nerves. He could see her mind scolding her and telling her to be self conscious. He also saw her fighting against the thoughts as he lifted her shirt above her head. He studied her body taking in every delicate detail until she pouted. “What is it?” He teased and she huffed.

“Well taste me then…” Her voice desperately hummed and it made him clench his fist. “You said you would do what I wanted…” He felt a sharp pang in his chest. Dazai thought maybe it was his god-like ego being taken down a peg. If anyone else tried to order him around he would have snapped. But in this moment he wanted nothing more than to give in.

“Let me spoil you a while first. I promise you will enjoy it.” Dazai whispered, his voice a bit distant. He leaned over her and they simply gazed into each other's eyes. Others may deem him a god but he was a simple and pathetic worshiper when it came to the peculiar being under him. “Let me kiss away my sins…” He muttered softly. “Wash them away with your sweet sounds…”

He gasps when she pulls down his neck and kisses him deeply. So much was said between them at that moment without any words. Both of them cling to each other. As if they were each other's life boats in a dangerous sea. Neither one is ready to admit all the harm that has been done to them or from them. It was rare to live in the moment but when they were together they grasped it with fragile hearts.

With each halted breath and messy swipe of their tongues they spoke everything they couldn’t say out loud. Both of them assumed this was temporary. Used to things being taken from them. “Now…” She whispered softly… “taste me now…” He groaned his hands squeezing her hip to hear the sweet sound that escape her lips.

He bit her neck and sucked harshly, enjoying her nails digging into his shoulder. “That’s it, mark me up…” Dazai growled, licking the dark bruise he left himself on her thin skin. He lost it when she started grinding up into him. “I had no idea my baby could be so greedy… So impatient…”

“You don’t mind…” She says softly pushing his head lower he takes the opportunity to suck and lick on each of her nipples. Her body arches up into his. “Do you?” She tries to seem confident but under the slightly threatening tone he recognizes hesitation. As if he would punish her for her brazenness. He ignores the anger that bubbled up thinking about who made her doubt herself in such a way.

Dazai slowly traces one nipple with a finger while his tongue slowly drags along the other. Then looks up at her, her eyes waiting for his response, dilated with lust he could still see that she had not given into it. “Not at all… use me please…” He growls and she groans. Her hand then pushes his head down lower and he gladly leaves kisses down her stomach.

He smiles against her lower stomach as she gets more aggressive. He sticks out his tongue and lifts up her hips. Then runs it along her already wet folds. He feels her body loosen up and open wider for him. He felt a fondness creep up and he increased his pace, now sucking at her clit. “This is what you wanted right…” His voice sounded strange and unrecognizable.

“Yes… yes…” Again she shoves him back down and he gives in gladly to her physical demand. Eating her out as if he had been starving. He sighs when he feels her cum on his tongue. Her body relax and head falls back satisfied.

“That’s not all is it?” He asks as his finger slowly traces the outside as his thumb now teases her nub.

“No…” She breathed, she looked down and a fierceness was in her gaze. “More…” Dazai contained the urge to fuck her then and there. Instead he pushed his long finger deep inside her throbbing pussy enjoying the whine she let out.

“Yes ma’am…” He moaned and began thrusting up rubbing along her spongy walls. Trying to memorize the feeling. His tongue back to lick along the outside as she bucked against him. He watched as she rubbed her nipples. The sight was so lewd he felt his mind slipping at the sight. His pants felt painful now as his cock throbbed for attention.

“Mmm…” Dazai used his frustration as motivation to see her cum once again. It did not take long to feel her cunt pulsate and a sharp scream of pleasure echoed off the walls. “That expression… only for me… I love it….” He sounded crazed but she smiled for him. Her hands reach up to cup his face and drag him back for a sweet kiss.

“Fuck me…” She whispered against his lips and he smirked. He stood up and undressed. She did not take her stare from him and it was breathtaking.

“How do you want me and where?” He asked, a bit embarrassed by how needy he sounded. This made her giggle.

“You're so cute. Look how badly you want me…” She no longer holds doubt in that tone as she sauntered over to him. Standing a few inches apart her hand runs down from his neck, down his chest to his stomach. Then finally they wrap around his hard cock, her thumb caressing the precum and spreading it along his tip.

He doesn’t complain no matter how badly his instinct was telling him to pick her up and fuck her against the closest wall. “Your being so good for me Dazai…” Her smirk was pure evil but he loved it. She stops stroking him and he can’t help but growl. Then she takes his hand and laughs, pulling him out of the living room and into the bedroom.

When she lets go he stands in the middle of the room waiting. His whole body tense like a predator ready to attack at any minute. His eyes watching as his prey climbs onto his bed. Those big innocent eyes and pouting lips were the most enticing thing in the world.

He watches as she gets on all fours and arches her body for him. “Fuck me from behind. I love when your fingers dig into my hips…” He did not need to question her clear instructions. Without a second thought he almost ran to the bed. He pushes her back lower and she spread herself wider pressing her ass against his hips in anticipation. “You make me weak in so many ways…”

They both gasp as he slowly pushed in. Her moans were now unbridled and she did not hold back as he buried his dick balls deep. She tried not to move away even though he knew his large size was pressed against her cervix.

“Move!” she snarls animalistically and all consciousness is lost. He yanks her up by the base of her neck and kisses her sloppily. Then drops her back down roughly taking hold of her hips. Relentless he pounds into her and she praises him as her fingers desperately grasp his sheets.

The way her cunt sucked him in and the sounds of her wetness being pushed around was maddening. He wanted to say how she was his and that he belonged to her. To break her mind so much that she agrees to it. “Dazai… hah… Feels so good…” She cries out and he realizes she has just as much ownership over him. That she had somehow broken into his space. That he would follow her anywhere.

Her pussy squeezes his cock and his head falls back. As she comes undone knows he won’t last too much longer. His body spasms and he begins to pull out but she whimpers, “No inside…” He holds on to her tightly shoving as far as he could go and releases, a strangled moan escapes his lips as he tries to keep upright. Both of them were sweaty and heaving for air.

He misses the warmth when he removes himself from her and they groan. Dazai lays next to her and she turns her head to look at him. Both of them smile as he brushes hair out of her face. “I’m not done with you mister…” She laughs.

“Ooo yeah…” Dazai teases and she nods cutely. He wants to tell her that he loves her. That he wants to shield her from the world but give her the world all at once. But he doesn’t because he knows they are scared deep down. “Where and how?”

Toji X Reader

Mature Content

It’s hard to maintain a positive outlook when all the outcomes of your actions are unlucky…

A constant shrill ringing in your ears was the only thing allowing you to cling to consciousness. Your mind was no longer full of the constant anxiety of day to day life. Only the sensations of pain and pleasure blending into an addictive cocktail.

“You're doing so well for me…” a gruff voice groaned into your ear. “Just… hah.. a bit longer” you tried to cling on to the muscular figure in front of you but you felt too weak. Your overworked muscles felt like jelly.

You moan as his hands wrap around your throat once again. “Fuck I love that face…” His voice was raspy and breathless. You feel his figure tense and deep guttural grunts escape his lips. You whimper as you feel him release deep inside of you.

“Shhh…” You are pulled up gently into his arms as he moves your hair from your face. “Your ok sweetheart.” You nuzzle into his neck as he rubs your back. “No no…” He hums into your ear, “Look at me.”

Suddenly he is cradling your head. You feel his lips leaving quick kisses along your face. “Come on…” You lift your heavy eyelids with a sigh until you meet his piercing green gaze. “There she is…”

“Toji…” You mumble finding your voice. A smirk forms on his face, the thin scar on his lips draws your gaze. His lips are on yours taking away what little breath you had. “Mmm.” You get drawn in again, enjoying his fingers tugging at your hair.

“I can’t…” you mumble after his tongue probes your mouth greedily. “Please…” a soft whine of protest causes a deep chuckle from his chest.

“It’s ok princess.” Toji soothes you as you finally begin to come back to your senses. “I’m going to run a bath.” He lays you back onto the bed but as he tugs away you grip his wrist. “I promise I’m not leavin ya right now…” He whispers and you reluctantly let go. “Good girl.”

You watch his broad back exit your bedroom door as your brain starts formulating thoughts again. You let that man back in. Back into your home and your heart. A few compliments and a shitty excuse was all it took. He was the only one who could make you lose yourself. Lose all control and damn it it was exhilarating.

Your mind curses you as you recall the events that led to you now trying to find the strength to move. “How are you doing princess?” His raspy voice interrupts you scolding yourself. You look up into those beautiful green eyes and frown.

Toji ignores your expression, helping you sit up so you can drink a glass of water. You slowly sip as he lifts the glass. “You seein anybody?” Toji randomly asks and you choke. As you cough you glare up at him and he wears that same smug expression.

“No…” you practically growl and that grin falls just a bit.

“You really should.” He says as if chastising you. That familiar feeling of disappointment and anger returns as if in cue. Before you could curse him he lifts you up into his arms. You decide to stay silent as he takes you to the bathroom and sets you into your tub.

You feel his eyes studying you but you refuse to look at him. “Aww Y/N don’t be like that.” His low chuckle echoes against the tile. The sound was both haunting and angelic to your ears.

When you still refuse to meet his eyes, you hear him click his teeth. From the corner of your vision you see him lean over and grab the clean washcloth he had prepared. “Toji… Do you just enjoy hurting me?” I managed to ask and hear him sigh.

This time he is speechless as he runs the cloth along your tired body. You close your eyes distracted by the warm water cascading down your skin. The silence did not bother you but you could feel the tension between you now. After he washes you clean from the mix of sweat and his own essence he stands.

“I’m going to smoke real quick…” You hear him mutter and you shrug. He loves putting distance between you after ruining you. Toji Fushiguro was a menace and a pest. You know you need to exterminate him from your life. Why was it so difficult?

After a while you groan as your muscles begin to ache. You manage to push yourself up and step out of the tub. Grabbing the towel he left out you begin drying yourself off. Seeing the marks he always leaves makes your stomach flip. You walk to your mirror and look at your reflection.

“I’m so tired…” you say as you see the dark circles. Your fingers run along the bruise starting to form around your neck. These will outlast the time you spend together… Another reminder of your constant mistake.

The bathroom door swings open and your drug stands behind you. His large arms wrap around your waist as your gazes meet in the glass. “I was broken before I met you, Toji. You just remind me that the world is cruel. I use you to punish myself I think…”

Both of you have twisted expressions. “You remind me that there is good out there. I always fuck this up because I don’t deserve it.” Toji whispers into your ear and then lays a small kiss on your neck.

“How cliche…” you mutter and laugh. You hear him laugh as well. Then you both burst out into chuckles. It was not out of happiness. It was one of those gut wrenching reflexes where if you don’t laugh then you would both cry.

“Will I see you in the morning?” You ask a bit coldly. Toji doesn’t respond right away. Instead he roughly pulls your head back and kisses you passionately. Your tongues are both fighting for dominance then he bites your lower lip.

“You want me to tell you a lie?” He asks and you roll your eyes. You push him away and walk out, hearing him follow closely behind. “Come on Y/N let’s keep pretending I’m a good guy just for tonight huh?”

You turn quickly on your heel with a sinister smile. You grab his chin tightly, his eyes widen in surprise. “There is no such thing as a good guy, Toji.” Your voice is stern and his expression shifts to match your amusement. “Now pour me a glass of whiskey.” He nods and you release his face. Moving into the dining room you sit at the island and watch him prepare you a drink.

“How is work?” He asks as if he really cared. You scoff and he flashes his teeth. “Humour me…” He pleads and you take in a breath.

“Ooo it’s wonderful. I always imagined sitting in a cubicle all day. My work really matters, you know.” Your voice oozed sarcasm. This time Toji rolled his pretty eyes in your direction as he slid over your glass. “How is the business of murdering people?”

Toji grins, “Fucking hell Y/N…” He laughs watching as you take a long sip. “It’s great being a dog I guess. Havin to attack when ordered. The best!” He matches your tone and you find yourself smirking.

“I’m surprised your master let you off the leash for a bit.” You add and he shrugs. You finish the liquor too quickly and the heat rushes to your cheeks. “I’ll have to send him a thank you card.”

“You bitch…” Toji growls but you could tell he was enjoying the banter. His expression was soft. “He knew I needed to fuck something. I was getting a bit unruly.”

“Lucky me…” you mumble and before you could blink he had lifted you up, placed you on the counter top, and spread your legs to ease between them.

“You fucking love that I always come slinkin back to you.” His voice lowers as he pushes his forehead against yours.

“Maybe…” you say as your breaths mingled together. Your eyes traveled lower and you could see he was ready to take you again. “Your fucking insatiable Toji…” You moan as his hands grip your large thighs.

“You love that too.” He says and you could not deny him that fact. No matter how much you hated him when he disappeared. The moment he returned your heart always leapt out of your chest in excitement. “You should have never walked into that bar.”

“Well I always tend to have the worst luck…” you whisper and both of you smile. “Now do whatever you want…”

He did not need any more coaxing. Your head fell back as he shoved himself deep inside of you. Your legs shook in protest but he held you steady as he began thrusting aggressively. Both your words were now animalistic groans and heavy breathing.

The thoughts of how you ended up here easily fading back to mindless pleasure as he grabs your neck yanking you forward for a sloppy kiss. “If you let anyone see you like this…” His eyes were now wild. “I’ll fucking kill them…”

You never knew if when he spoke was the truth. Especially when he was balls deep in your soaking cunt. You moan loudly at the possessive streak that has now overcome him. You're a fool… some part of my subconscious spoke up but when he squeezed taking away my oxygen it faded away.

Being unlucky was not always the worst…

Nanami Kento X Reader

Smut Warning but also pretty sweet because well it is a Kento One shot 🥹

You had a sense of guilt as you looked around the room. You had no excuses for why it was a mess. You had not moved from your spot on the couch except to shower and brush your teeth. Physically you should have enough energy but your mind keeps making you feel exhausted.

There was a conversation occurring on your television but at this point it was merely background noise. You refuse to let yourself doom scroll on Tik Tok for another hour. So you were just staring off into space.

You are brought back to reality when you hear the door open. A sense of dread washes over you. The familiar feeling that you are a horrible person for not being productive with your time off.

“Y/N…” You hear him call out to you and you jump up to try and straighten anything within arms length. “No dinner cooked?” You hear him say as you reach to toss the blanket over the back of the couch.

Your entire being freezes. No… No… Not now… Against your will you are once again pulled into your mind. Your brain forces you to relive your own memories. Where those who claimed to love you berated and insulted you. Lazy… Useless…

Suddenly strong arms wrap you up from behind. “You know I just want to make sure you eat my love…” Words of true comfort greet you. You know this man. Nanami Kento was always gentle and kind. A soft kiss to the back of your head immediately warms your entire being.

“I did have something I promise.” You say and turn to face him. A soft smile forms but when you look into his eyes you see something else. “Rough day?” You ask, concealing a smirk.

You feel him inhale you in and let out a breath. His entire body tense against your own. “It was.” He whispers his hands now digging into your hips.

You smile widely knowing exactly what he needs. “Kento…” You softly mutter his name and you feel his heart rate increase. “You can use me…” before you could utter a cute nickname his lips were on yours. It was a deliciously suffocating kiss. He does not hold back his desperate groans.

The logical part in you knew you should feel bad that his day was hard. You should let him relax and make him a meal. Bring him his favorite novel and warm tea.

Then his fingers lace into your hair and all rational thought quickly evaporates. You loved when he had a terrible day. Your twisted mind rejoiced at his tired expression. Because this is when your calm, sweet, and collected boyfriend loses all control.

Kento yanks your head back and a soft moan escapes your lips. You look up at him as he loosens his tie. Your gaze travels to his eyes and the exhaustion has now altered to something else. You feel your grin widen into what was probably a villainous smile.

“I ordered take out so we have about 30 min.” His voice has now lowered. Your stomach tingles in anticipation. In one quick motion he has you on your knees in front of him, fisting your hair a bit harder. You feel your body react from his rough handling.

“Open…” Kento orders and you oblige him. Leaning over you he sticks two fingers into your mouth. “Suck…” his voice falters into more of a low growl. Your tongue runs along his digits as you suck greedily. “So good…” He mumbles.

Without warning his fingers slide to the back of your throat and you instinctively swallow. “Fuck…” Hearing Kento curse was one of your many guilty pleasures. You would do anything for a fix. As you drool onto his hand you reach up to undo his belt.

Clumsily you fumble with the clasp. “You know I love you…” Kento says as you look up into his intense eyes. You nod with an aloof mischievous smile. “I find your clumsiness adorable and endearing most of the time. Right now we don’t have time and it’s utterly frustrating.” He practically spat down at you and you shiver with excitement.

“Get that dumb smirk off your face Y/N…” Kento hisses but you can’t seem to follow his demand. The degradation was an infrequent treat. He sighs at your expression and unbuttons his pants, pushing your hands away. Then his own hand wraps around your throat, you inhale a quick breath. “How disappointing that you still get so turned on by being disrespected.”

“Kento…” You try to call out but he adds pressure and instead a moan escapes, your eyes rolling back.

“I don’t have time for excuses.” He practically hisses and you bite your lower lip. His feral need for you was a comfort. He leans into you nibbling at your ear.

His other hand travels down your body. Stopping at the end of your shorts. His fingers slide past the hem and you groan as he runs two along above your panties. “Already wet for me, such a broken mess…” He whispers his breath tickles your neck seductively.

You take in a shuddering breath. “Grab my shoulders.” He orders his tone forceful yet soft. You do as you're told. “That’s my good girl.” Before you could utter a response your shorts and panties were on the ground. Kento Nanami lifted you up with ease, walking to the closest wall pressing your back against it. His eyes are dark and needy.

You moan as his grip on your waist tightens to be able to undo his pants with his other hand. You watch as his dress pants and boxes fall to the ground around his feet. His cock was already pulsating with need, precum leaked from the tip.

He was so kind that you often forgot how big he was physically. You were not small yet he made you feel that way. You are not sure how you got so lucky that a man like Kento fell for a woman like you. You merely cling to the hope he wouldn’t grow bored.

“If I hurt you let me know…” He whispers his expression growing gentler as he sees you lost in your thoughts.

“Pfft…” You giggle at the sentiment. You were so used to others fulfilling their own needs. You have grown accustomed to the pain and pleasure that comes with it. Kento growls at your dismissal.

Without another word he shoves his hard cock deep inside and your body arches. The warmth and wet sounds of your arousal makes you call out in pleasure. He grunts overcome by the sensation himself. He slowly begins to move his hands, traveling to pull apart your ass to push even further.

You push your forehead against his and he looks down at you. “It’s ok.” You mutter in an attempt to let him know he did not need to hold himself back. His reply was another seething kiss. His tongue claiming the inside of your mouth both of you fall into deep moans and heavy breathing.

With your blessing you feel his fingers dig into your fleshy cheeks and he increases his speed. “Fuck yes…” you whimper uncontrollably and this sends him reeling over the edge. All traces of his gentleman- like behavior vanishes. He pounds in and out wildly. Using you to release all his pent up aggression.

Your pussy clenches around him and your body shakes as your hit with an overwhelming orgasm. This makes him lose himself further. Your back now slams against the wall and your nails dig into his back. “Kento!” You shout his name. He was unable to speak, merely growling and groaning as he continued to fuck you with no abandonment.

Just as his phone dinged with a notification, your head was shoved back and he pushed inside you as far as possible. You feel his cock twitching as he whines riding his own release. His large hand is now laying on your lower stomach to feel where he claimed you. “I love you…” He manages to cry out and you kiss his face.

He slowly pulls out and you whimper, missing the feeling of his dick filling you to the brim. He helps you into your shorts and pulls his pants back up just as there was a knock on the door.

He lifts you up again as if you weighed nothing, sets you on the couch and kisses your forehead. You watch him saunter over to greet the delivery person. “Good evening. I appreciate you.” His calming deep voice proclaims as you hear the rustle of bags. The other person politely responds and Kento closes the door.

Studying him further he sets the food and drinks on the coffee table and takes the remote. Finding a light comedy that you all had seen a hundred times but knowing it was a comfort show for you. He begins pulling out everything and organizing each item. You had no words to express how much you cared for this man.

“Kento what in the hell did I do to deserve you?” You find yourself asking, your tone truly confused. A gentle smile greets you and his eyes look into yours filled with so much love you almost wanted to run.

“Sweetheart…” He says and it was never chastising. One word out of his lips made you truly feel cherished. “I think the same about you. You are my safe harbor when everything seems to be going wrong.” He cups your cheek and you want to cry tears of happiness. Just as you go to protest he holds up a dumpling to feed you. You gladly accept. “After we relax I want to worship you like you deserve.”

Your heart races and you can’t believe you can still feel this way. Butterflies dance in your stomach. You never thought after so many years a man would be able to make you believe in love again. But Kento Namani, a tall giant with a heart of gold and obsession with bread did just that.

Amongst Friends-SuguruXReaderXSatoru

Mature Content

An introvert who has been adopted by two extroverts. Geto & Gojo had been your best friends since college. Your bond unbreakable. Or at least that is what you believe…

Chapter one:

You grumble as you sleepily make your way towards your kitchen in desperate need of a strong mug of coffee. Due to the lack of sleep you clumsily fumble along until you reach the opening to the living room.

All the frustration from last night quickly builds back up when you spot the pathetic figure of a man hunched over on the couch rubbing his temples while scrolling through his phone. "You!" You growl menacingly and those baby blue eyes look up at you in panic.

"Y/N... Y/N... calm down. Let us discuss this like adults." His voice was raspy probably due to all of the activity from the night before. "Please... I will reup for you!" You stalk towards him and he cowers a bit pleading for your mercy.

"Satoru Gojo...." You snarl letting your rage consume you. "You want to know how my night was?" You sit beside him and roughly grab onto the collar of his shirt. He nods his gaze laced with fear of your wrath. "First I had to deal with an irate customer. A tiny scratch on their Mercedes that was already there. But my boss made me stay late until it was gone. That is always fun right."

Satoru nods along and you grit your teeth. "By the time I finally got off work I was exhausted and starving. So I thought I would treat myself. So I went to my favorite late night wing place and ordered my favorite combo. Sounds great right?"

"Yeah you really love those lemon pepper wings Y/N." He says giving you a cheesy smile, you hated how attractive it was. "Did you get some carrot sticks and ranch?"

"But of course I ordered that as well, Satoru. Like I said I was super tired so I grabbed my order and headed home. And Satoru, do you know what is super relaxing after a long day of manual labor and your favorite food?" Your voice was dripping with malice and he knew why you were upset yet he continued to appease you.

"A blunt... Y/N I'm sorry!" Satoru pleaded once again but you shushed him and he quickly obliged.

"After searching and not finding the little I had left I told myself Y/N it's fine. I took a deep breath and showered, getting hyped to eat. Satoru guess what?" You ask and he shrugs his shoulders. "They had given me the wrong order. Can you believe it? But I was starving so I again told myself to relax and ate. To get a good night's rest and it will all be fine in the morning. But Satoru, do you think I slept well?"

You watched as Satoru swallowed nervously and shook his head no. "And why was I not able to get much sleep last night?" You glare at him and he stutters.

"Because Suguru and I had company last night." He whispered and the hold on his collar tightened. "Y/N..."

"That is right! I was kept up by sounds of women wailing and moaning like we had been haunted by fucking banshees. You inconsiderate asshole!" You lunged for his throat as he choked out apologies. You were seeing red until you heard a startled gasp. Your head shifts to two figures emerging from the hall.

"Please ignore them princess. Just my crazy ass roommates." A deep velvety voice cooes to a woman tightly gripping her heels in her hands. You release your hold on Satoru and give your best welcoming smile and wave. Suguru rolls his eyes and you try to reign in the overwhelming urge to flick him off.

"Sorry, I didn't realize we still had company. Would you like a cup of coffee?" You say sweetly and sit up. Satoru makes a relieved sound and scoots away from you. You watch as the woman grins but looks up at Suguru for permission. Suguru glares at you and you smirk knowing he did not like keeping his one night stands around for too long.

"Sweetheart I would love for you to stay but I have to get some work done. And trust me those two are not good company." Suguru smoothly explained and it was your turn to roll your eyes. She nods and waves as he leads her out the door. You shake your head and make your way to the kitchen. Satoru jumps up racing in front of you.

"Wait nerd let me make your coffe for you as a form of truce!" Satoru shouts as he passes and you get a bit of enjoyment from the hint of pain on Suguru's face at the loud volume. As you walk past him you bump his shoulder and he laughs.

Leaning down he whispers into your ear, "You look like shit." You lean back back against his chest and look up.

"Fuck you! Unlike some people I have a real job. I don't have time to be a whore." You sneered and pushed him as he chuckled, colliding into the wall. You mutter curses, walking to the kitchen and jump up to sit on the counter.

Satoru looks over his shoulder as he prepares your drink with large puppy dog eyes and an adorable pout. You hated that you couldn't maintain the loathing you had tried to hold onto. You sigh, "It's fine Satoru. It was just a rough day yesterday."

Suguru saunters in, leaning beside you. "I know a solution for your attitude problem Y/N." You frown, daring him to say what he was thinking. "You just need get laid." Those dark eyes never leave yours as he winks. Without hesitation you punch him in the arm.

He hisses in pain. "Fuck... So damn violent. No wonder you can't keep a relationship." Suguru then goes on the attack, poking you in the sides and you fold. You manage to grab his wrist during the struggle and twist. "Ok I give!" He says and throws up his hands.

"Good boy..." You mutter and he bites his lip aggravated his teasing had no effect. Satoru hums as he takes your favorite mug from the counter.

"Yeah our Y/N is not for everybody that's for sure." Satoru smiles at you but it kind of stung. You look down and twist your fingers. You were not small and petite. Evidence of that was your large thighs, you poke at them subconsciously. You had a horrible mouth. And you never bite your tongue on important matters. You knew you could come off as abrasive.

Suddenly a shadow was in front of you. A finger lifting your chin. "Hey now, don't look so down." Suguru grips your thighs and squeezes and you jump. "I think your plump thighs are your best quality." Your heart jumps and it takes a second to form thoughts again. "Wow Satoru, I think I broke her for real this time."

You push him away as he laughs. Satoru grins as he hands you your sweet dose of caffeine. "No, I just haven't had enough coffee yet. I'm still tired." You mutter, taking a sip and moaning. "You are forgiven Satoru." He pats your head affectionately and you all make your way back into the living room.

You all settle in the usual morning spot. You slowly enjoy your coffee as Satoru lays down in your lap consumed with his phone. You and Suguru mindlessly glance at the tv. You run your fingers through Satoru's soft fluffy white locks.

"Are you off today?" Suguru looks over at you and you nod. Saying something about how much you needed to relax.

"Come to the shop with me today. Satoru is off and I only have a few clients. Then we can all go out after." Suguru says rather than asking knowing you would fight him on his suggestion. You grimace and he sighs. "Come on! I'll give you another tattoo..."

The temptation was great. The pain of the needle and the beauty of his work did something to heal your soul. You pause and Satoru looks up. "Pwease!"

"Ugh... fine!" But Suguru, you better not be trying to hook me up with that piercer. I swear I would ruin his life." You point a finger and that cocky grin forms on Suguru's face as he agrees. Satoru smiles widely and begins feverishly typing on his phone. "What are you plotting?" You ask, poking his forehead.

Satoru innocently points to himself and you glare. "Texting Suki. We have a reputation to uphold my dear Y/N. So if you're going out with us, sweatpants and t-shirts just won't do." Satoru explains and you take a breath. Suki was one of Satoru's regular flings and a brilliant stylist to the stars. You cringe at the thought of what she may put together for you.

"Make sure her thighs are on full display." Suguru adds and Satoru mumbles in agreement. Your anxiety has already started flaring up. "You will be with us. You will be fine." Suguru comforts you and you nod.

Both men looked content and happy that you had decided to hang out with them. These two idiots were your best friends and your entire world. You were an introvert not sure how to communicate with the world and instead of one extrovert you were adopted by two.

You fought but were always there for each other through any hard times. Each of your personalities complimented the other. A solid and unbreakable bond emerged from the cracks within yourselves. Creating a solid foundation of trust and understanding.

You knew nothing could ever destroy that. Not the occasional flings or toxic family intrusions. You believed that with every fiber of your being.

A deep sense of foreboding was present as you took your last drink. You couldn't shake it. Surely it was not some weird foreshadowing like in a novel. As you reminisce about the strength of your friendship a sudden crack appears. No, I'm just being paranoid...

Amongst Friend: Chapter Two

One of the perks of being besties with The Satoru Gojo is that the man was loaded. You were able to graduate from college debt free. He also found you a job at one of the most well known luxury auto body shops in the city. The cars you worked on every day were the type you thought as a kid you would never see in person.

Suguru was given his own tattoo shop in the same area of town. You wondered if he did this on purpose to keep track of you all. Satoru never really thought that deeply so you always dismissed the idea.

You spent years trying to convince Satoru to stop throwing around his money on you both. In the end you had to accept that was how he showed his affection.

You were now stumbling towards Suguru's shop like a newborn fawn. Damning the creator of high heels while simultaneously pulling down the short velvet dress you had been forced into. You always had a respect for women who made walking in outfits like this majestic.

"Y/N cursing like a sailor is not very ladylike!" Satoru scolds as he walks by which causes you to give him your most intense glare yet. He gulps and decides to run into the shop. Smart man...

A chuckle from behind you makes you turn. Suguru takes hold of your arm steadying you and opens the door. "You look fucking hot. Stop worrying so much." You grumble as he helps you walk through the door. You hated that you felt so dumb in this attire. Dressing up like this made you feel like you lost a bit of yourself, foreign.

"OMG! Y/N!! Is that you?!" A shrill squeal diverts your thoughts. The beautiful receptionist runs from behind her desk pushing Suguru away. He gives you one last smirk as he walks back to his office. Feeding you to his wolves.

The bubbly woman spins you around excitedly and you hold onto her arm. Your cheeks felt hot as the other artist emerged from hiding to check you out. You froze in an awkward stance not sure how to respond as they complimented you. You throw up two thumbs up and say thanks repeatedly.

"What? Y/N! You clean up real nice." One of the artists gushes.  You could not identify anyone at the moment because your mind was in fight or flight mode. In a panic you shout a loud thank you and pull away from Lilly's clutches towards the back.

You do catch a glance at the piercer, Leo as you stumbled past. His jaw was nearly on the floor. Suguru was always saying he had a thing for you. You never trusted his judgment. The look in his eyes said maybe he wasn't wrong.

You open the door to Suguru's office and slam it closed, greeted by hysterical laughter. "I'm so glad my suffering amuses you both." You mutter pushing Satoru over to sit on the large couch.

"It's rare to see you so vulnerable. I have to savor it while I can." Satoru smiles but rubs your shoulder in an effort to console you.

Suguru continues to laugh as he pulls out hid iPad to finish up a sketch for a customer. You want to watch but do not want to risk falling and furthering your embarrassment. Used to your curiosity as he works, Suguru turns and sighs. "Satoru..."

"Ooo fine..." Satoru says pulling out a backpack. You raise your eyebrow and he opens it to reveal flat but stylish sandals. He hands them to you and your thankfulness out ways the anger, knowing he had them the whole time. You switch out your shoes and rush up to observe Suguru, who is grinning pleased with himself.

You always felt a sense of peace when you visited the tattoo shop. Everyone got along well for the most part. You did not have trouble conversing. They made you feel a part of the environment. You were often the therapist of the group. Easing any small tension that would arise.

As you watched Suguru fill in the design you tugged on the short dress once again. "Why couldn't you have had Suki come here after Suguru closed..." You complain to Satoru.

"I did contact her at the last minute. Had to repay her kindness with a quick session of my own." Satoru hummed and you gagged. "Hey you asked!" He shrugged and you rolled your eyes.

You knew that your two friends got around quite a bit. What you weren't expecting was that their behavior would rub off on you. Being around them gave you a sense of confidence you had never had the ability to feel before. You became dominant in your intimate relationships without realizing it. You expressed your wants clearly. Unlike in the past where you felt your needs were a burden. Hearing men whimper easily became one of your favorite addictions.

Being able to not have to hide yourself was empowering. You have always been thankful to Satoru and Suguru for helping you find your voice. You picked on their promiscuity but you would never judge them. They created a safe space.

"Y/N..." Satoru whispers standing beside you, pulling you from your thoughts. He lifts a blunt towards you and you smile. "I told you I'd reup for you." He winks handing it over. He pulls up a chair and you light it up. Easily falling into a discussion while Suguru finished up.

Small timeskip

Being at the shop was not as difficult as most social situations. The people there were friendly and welcoming. One artist in particular was your favorite, Yuta. He was a bit reserved but you both had found a common interest, Dungeon and Dragons. You both had a fascination with cool looking dice and exciting stories.

"I hate the new class. It's way to overpowered!" You complain as you were currently looking at some of his drawings of monsters. Yuta laughs and nods in agreement. So engrossed in the topic you did not realize Satoru had snuck behind you until he wrapped himself onto your back.

"Satoru... not every conversation has to involve you." You tease as he nuzzles into your neck and you ruffle his hair.

One thing you had discovered about Satoru Gojo was though he was always the center of attention he felt a sense of utter loneliness. Growing up in a well to do family where his parents often left him by himself he never really received normal attention and caring as a child. As his friend you always tried your hardest to be there and to reassure him.

After you pat his head, Satoru grins sheepishly and stands. Content with your affection he now sauntered over to flirt with Lily the receptionist. You laugh as her cheeks flush red and she twirls her hair shyly.

"Doesn't that  annoy you?" Yuta says watching the interaction at the front desk. You look at him confused.

"Why would it?" You question and he shrugs.

"I don't know. I just don't see how you can live with those two. They are cool and all but their personalities can be so intense. You're always so chill. Like the opposite." He explains as he begins cleaning his station.

"I've known them a long time. I understand them. Under all of that abrasive energy they are very kind." You say with a far away look as you stand and stretch.

"Y/N! I'm ready for you!" You hear Suguru shout from down the hall. You pump your fist excitedly.

Yuta sighs, "I guess..." You hear him mutter but you were already racing towards the back. In any group personalities can clash. Suguru and Satoru both had a very large presence. You knew you were a buffer when things got heated and you didn't mind. As a child you sat amongst chaos of shouting and manipulation. This was easy.

You enter Suguru's studio and jump onto the tattoo chair. He smiles at you as you observe him preparing the inks. He already knows what you had been wanting. It had to be small because your body was a canvas for his art already. You loved everything he created so being a human portfolio never bothered you.

After an hour you lifted a shot glass in cheers with your best friends. The rest of the crew had left and you had just finished cleaning when Satoru decided you all needed to pregame. "To a great night. Thank the higher powers for Y/N finally agreeing to join us!"

You down the liquor and are wrapped up in a bear hug. You giggle, unable to contain your joy. With a positive mindset you all make your way out into the night.

Amongst Friends: Chapter Three

Your body always blazes when you feel rage and anger. You aren't able to form a cohesive thought, it's all reactive. A burning passion. The heat takes over making you do things you might regret...

Of course you were all crowded around in the pretentious VIP section, thanks to Satoru. Overlooking the rest of the night club. It did make for great people watching. One of your favorite past times was deciphering random stranger's stories as you sipped whiskey on the rocks.

The seclusion was enough to make you feel at ease. Suguru made sure your glass was never empty. Satoru would randomly pull you up out of your seat to dance when a song you liked played. You realized you definitely needed this due to all the stress from your day to day life.

"Y/N!! Take another shot with us!" You hear Yuta shout as you were watching a couple angrily argue at the bar. Downing what you had left in your glass you join the group and they pass you a tube.

"Fuck is this tequila?" You ask, making a face as you sniff the contents. They laugh and raise up their arms for a toast. You shrug and do the same.

"We will watch out for you." Suguru whispered knowing you tended to stick with dark liquors. You have never doubted his words so you smile. They all shout a generic cheer and you chug the tequila with only a small amount of regret.

The night became a bit more clouded after that. The small space became more crowded as unfamiliar faces began taking over. You no longer felt the comfort of isolation. The attractiveness of your friends became a curse. When you notice their absence. Though it was amusing watching people try to garner attention from them.

Before long you felt a need to get out of the tiny space. A hand takes hold of your arm as you stand up and you glare ready to cuss out whoever had the audacity. "Hey..." Leo the piercer from the shop grinned down at you. Your eyes were drawn to the intricate blue rose tattoo on his neck.

"Hey..." you say back trying to refrain from the urge to trace the lines. He chuckles lightly and you frown. "Want to dance?" You ask, needing to get out of the stuffy area. Leo nods and leads the way down the stairs. You look back and catch Suguru's gaze and he winks at you mischievously. You flick him off and turn.

The dance floor was a bit more spaced out. The buzz of alcohol made the pulse of the music almost hypnotic. You took hold of Leo arms using him as a way to balance. You turn your back end into his hips and let the rhythm consume you. Your eyes closing, you become lost in your own mind.

You don't mind as you feel his hands trace along your waist. You realize it had been a while since you allowed anyone this close to you physically. You grind into him and move his hands to your exposed thighs. You hear him let out a strained moan and feel his breath against your neck. You look up with a glazed innocent expression only to discover he was looking back up towards the VIP section.

Curious what could have his attention you follow his line of sight. A woman was glaring back at him but draping herself around Satoru. She was in a beautiful designer outfit. Her manicured nails dig into Satoru's arm. Her salon styled hair was perfectly in place. "Trying to make someone jealous?" You say catching Leo off guard.

You move your body to face him, your hands now stroking the back of his neck. "What?" He mutters completely distracted. You take hold of his chin forcing him to look at you. His green eyes widen as you bite your lower lip. "Umm no." He lies and you roll your eyes.

"Why did you join me?" You question and he looks annoyed, pushing you away slightly. You were now feeling a sense of frustration and anger.

"I don't know. You seemed a bit lost. Suguru asked me to keep an eye on you." He said nonchalantly and you realize he was coaxed into dancing with you. Feeling deflated you no longer feel transfixed by the pull of the music. Everything became overwhelming.

"I see..." You whisper frowning and Leo notices your shift in behavior. The man was an idiot so his next words did not sting as much as they should.

"Oh shit. Did you think I." Leo actually laughs and you clench your fist to avoid punching him in the face. "Hey Y/N you're cool and all. But you're like one of the guys you know."

"If you wanted to make someone jealous then all you had to do was be up front about it. I would have helped." You say backing away. As you go to leave he takes hold of your arm once again to pull you back.

You don't know why you expected an apology. You assumed some good in all humans existed. Instead when he opened his mouth your jaw dropped, "I meant to ask when you had some free time could you take a look at my car stereo for me?"

Instead of giving him an answer you grab the nearest glass from the table and pour the leftover contents over his head. "Fuck off." You snarl and begin walking towards the closest exit for some needed fresh air.

"You bitch!!" You hear Leo shout and hate all the attention. You could feel all of the eyes shift in your direction. Your breathing becomes rushed and your vision hazy as you throw open the doors to the club. You gasped in the air desperately, clinging to the closest wall.

You repeatedly told yourself everything was ok. You hated that your anxiety could ruin any good moment you had without warning. People walked past giving you alienating looks but never asking if you were ok.

As you crumple against the cold sidewalk you tuck your face into your arms. A gentle hand taps lightly at your shoulder and you jolt up ready for a fight.

Yuta throws his hands up. "Hey! Hey! It's just me. I brought you some water." You see the clear plastic cup in his hand and try your best to smile as he kneels beside you. You take it from him and sip slowly. "It's nice out here tonight." He mutters to himself.

"I love the cool breeze." You lift your face and let it flow easing your heated cheeks. He grins at you as he sits beside you.

"Don't let me ruin your night Yuta." You say knowing he was being kind. You finish the water and settle down. "I'll be fine. I'm going to call an Uber and head home."

"It was getting a bit crowded there. I didn't come out here because of you." He teases and you push him playfully. "Have you seen the metal special edition dice set yet?" He asks, pulling out his phone.

You look over his shoulder. "I ordered them the other day." He says and you perk up and complement them. You both talk for a bit until your ride arrives.

"Thanks Yuta." You say as you both stand. He gives you a small hug and you push him towards the door. "You have an awesome time ok. You deserve it. Let Suguru and Satoru know I headed out." He simply nods and waves as you get into the car. You let out a breath as the driver pulls away. You hoped you had not caused too much drama. You never mean to but sometimes it seems to follow you.

You don't remember getting to the penthouse. You fling off the tight dress and suffocating maroon push up bra and lacy panties. In its place you grab boxers and a tank top. Mindlessly you are able to shower and change. You collapse into bed. The softness of the mattress is paradise. The weight of the comforter easily allows your mind to shut off as you fall asleep.

"Hey Y/N..." you hear a voice like a pest close to your ear. You swat the air mumbling nonsense but the fucker is persistent. "Hey! Wake up." You slowly open your eyes to be greeted by familiar dark ones.

"Suguru what the fuck..." You grumble as he begins attempting to push you over to make room for him on your bed. "Go to your own bedroom..."

"That would take too much energy. I'm already here." He rebuttals, his long hair tickles your skin. You realize he had not dried it all the way as dips of water trickle down your arm.

"It's right next door, weirdo. You're getting my sheets wet!" You say exhaustedly trying to push him off but it was like moving a boulder. You move and begin trying to kick him.

Before you knew it his muscular arms had caged you in and all your effort just left you breathless. He puts a finger to your lips, shushing you. "Don't you dare bite me!" He warns and you huff. "Just..." he adjusts your body, easily cuddling you against him. "There we go."

"Suguru..." you whisper sleepily but then he begins caressing your scalp. "Mmm." You let out a content sound and he chuckles. His breath ghosts across your shoulders and your body tingles. Ooo no... wait... Your eyes open again in panic.

"Hey, you're ok. Fucking hell Y/N, your always overthinking everything." He scolds you when he feels you tense up. After a few seconds of awkward silence he speaks up again. His voice was raspy. "You ok?" He asks and it's laced with concern.

"Yup! I'm great." You say and you hiss when his fingers begin massaging down your rib cage. "It would be better if I had my own bed back." Suguru laughs again but you never realized how seductive the sound could be. Brain what are you thinking... I know it's been a while... but no!

"Stop acting like a brat. Relax and be good for me." Suguru whispers and you shiver. Then his hands roam to the side of your hips where your skin was exposed. It felt good, too good and your heart began racing. You bite your cheek to reign in these sudden emotions.

This was not Suguru's usual behavior. You had grown accustomed to Satoru being clingy and needing physical reassurance. Suguru always needed his space. He was always calculated about physical affection. His strange behavior had you thrown for a loop. Your tank top suddenly felt a lot thinner. Silently you were freaking out.

"Suguru..." again you call out his name as a warning. You begin to try and escape. Moving your body, you arch your back. Your ass grazing his groin. The deep groan that escaped his lips was sinful. His hold tightened on your waist as he cursed under his breath.

"Don't push your ass against me like that... fuck..." Suguru growls and you feel him nip at your shoulder with his teeth. Your mind blanks but your subconscious shouts at you to stay aware. You turn to look at him with wide doe eyes. You see him gulp for a second but a wide smile takes over his features. "Leo is a fucking tool. If only he could see how cute you look right now."

Suguru was teasing you. That is what this is. You were not in the mood to be messed with. Turning back around you muster all of the remaining strength you had. You manage to use your leg power and the fact he had let his guard down against him. Within seconds you had managed to flip over and pin him against the mattress.

You expected him to be laughing at you as you pinned his arms above his head. To mock your erratic and rough behavior like he always does. Instead his eyes were low lidded not with amusement but with a deep hunger. The lustful gaze caused your lower stomach to twist pleasantly. "Shit..." You whisper feeling yourself slowly given into a forbidden urge.

The grip you had on his wrist loosened. "You're so beautiful..." Suguru said softly his gaze traveling to take you all in. His hand reaches up tracing your jaw. "He is a damn fool..." You assume he was talking about Leo again but thoughts quickly evaporated when he leans up, your faces inches apart.

"Can I kiss you Y/N?" Suguru whispers as his thumb runs along your lower lip. You need to say no. This was a horrible idea. But your body was a traitorous bitch. You shake your head yes. Slowly at first he presses his lips against your own. Sweet and gentle you basked in the feeling.

But you could feel the heat building. You begin to grind against him and you both cry out. Desperation for more takes over. He swiftly sits up, his strong arms easily pulling you to straddle his lap. His hand fists your hair and his tongue pries open your mouth skillfully.

"This is such a bad idea..." you say, gasping for breath as you both pull away for air. Strings of saliva coat both of your lips. Suguru no longer hears your words. He looked like a man possessed.

"Do you want me to stop?" He manages to groan out as he begins pulling at your shirt. His eyes never leave your own.

"No..." you answer, enjoying the euphoria of his touch, of his kiss. "Please keep going..." you sounded as if you were begging. Which made his features shift to more of a beast than man, animalistic and starving. In one quick motion your tank top was on the ground.

Amongst Friends: Chapter Four

Smut ⚠️

Smut warning!!! ⚠️

You should stop. You need to come to your senses. But then his teeth dug harshly into the side of your neck and he made a deep guttural sound. As his hands ran over your nipples, you were helpless. Lust is dominating all other emotions. Your head falls back and eyes roll. "Suguru..." your usually abrasive tone was now a whimper.

"Say it again..." he snarled madly as he sucked on the delicate skin of your collarbone. "Call out my name." The gently coaxing before has dissipated, it was a demand.

You tried to but all you could do was moan when his face lowered and tongue swirled around your areola. He lets out a frustrated groan. Again you were picked up as if you didn't weigh anything and tossed on your back, bouncing lightly.

You were in a state of shock. No other man had handled you this way. The rough way he pinned your wrist back with one hand, hovering above you. The tender touch of his fingers from the other as he trailed up your stomach, between your chest, and taking hold of your chin.

Since you had met Suguru and Satoru you had taken back control. Which mirrored your actions when you were intimate with someone. You weren't used to being the one on your back. The one pleading for more.

Suguru kisses you,  it was all consuming. Tongue and teeth. Biting and sucking. It was like he was taking ownership of your very being. "Hah..." You gasp for air when he pulls back. Leaning away just enough to tug his shirt above his head.

You admire his physique. You knew he was in shape, he boxed as a form of exercise. Seeing him above you like this was something else, sinful. Your hand reaches up on its own to caress his abs. "Ah ah..." Suguru says as if getting onto a bad pet. "I didn't give you permission to touch."

You feel yourself actually pout. "Don't look at me like that..." He warns and you feel a bit of shame. You wanted him. No, you craved to feel him. "What? What do you want pretty?"

You reach up again but he takes hold of your hands. "Use your damn words." You are going crazy. Being denied like that was twisting your mind.

"I want to touch you. Please you..." You manage to whine. A dark expression clouds his features, hearing you sound so pathetic. Suguru clicks his tongue at you condescendingly.

"I thought we taught you to get rid of your people pleasing ways. But here you are wanting to pleasure me. To appease me." Suguru continues to scold you. Some strange part of you enjoyed it. "Have you really lost yourself to me that much?"

Your lower lip quivers and you see him tense at your reaction. You shake your head yes. Again he joins his lips against yours. "You're too sweet." He mutters against the kiss. He nibbles your ear and whispers, "But I'm not done yet. So bear with me."

Gripping your hips he forces you to arch as he removes the last layer of clothes. "Look at me..." He demands again and you refuse. He pinches your inner thigh and you yelp. "Stop being stubborn."

You look up at him and he grins. He grips your thighs. "Fuck... I love them so much..." taking his time he runs his fingers along your knee taking his time moving up. You open your legs wider to guide him where you want to be touched most. But he only slows his pace. Meticulously teasing your inner thigh. While leaving marks on your neck and deep kisses on your lips.

"Suguru please...." You cry out then cover your mouth embarrassed by your outburst. Suguru chuckles, reminding you of your friend. Your mind starts to awaken. What am I doing? "This is fucking insane..." You mumble but before you could fully come back to your senses his long fingers are shoved inside of you. "Hah..."

"You're so wet..." Suguru moans as his thumb rubs your clit. You barely comprehend what he was saying. Your nails dig into the sheets and toes curl. "You are so sensitive.... God it's so adorable..." His fingers pull out slowly and you miss the feeling of being filled.

"Please!" You beg him to keep going. You moan loudly when he  pushes back in and curls his fingers, running them along your spongy walls. "Fuck yes like that..."

"Tell me I'm making you feel good..." Suguru growls his forehead pressed against your, his pupils dilated and cheeks flush.

"So good..." you say and he finds your sweet spot. Your whole body convulses under him. "You... o my god..." Tears begin to cloud your vision as he relentlessly strokes the same area. Your legs tremble. "Going to cum..."

"Already... so easy... Being such a whore for me..." Suguru degrades you just as you feel yourself crash over the edge. You cling onto his body, the sounds escaping you were unrecognizable. Your pussy clenches and unclenches as he removes his fingers.

You can't think as he brings them to his lips licking your cum. "You taste amazing." He compliments you then shoves those same fingers into your mouth. You suck them and he moans. "Filthy slut..."

He takes your hand and places it on his lap. "Look what you have done." He says as he forces you to touch his erect dick.

"Want me to take care of it for you?" You ask with a sultry pout. He bites his lip and it's the sexist thing you have ever seen. You squeeze his cock and he lets out a deep groan. The sound turns you on even more.

"Can you?" He asks as if doubting your ability. Something burns in you, the need to prove yourself. You nod confidently. "Alright then..."

You smirk almost manically. You push him back and force him down to sit against your headboard. Poor Suguru... you have made a grave mistake... This was not about simply providing you pleasure, this was about gaining back control.

It was your turn to explore him. Your mouth and tongue quickly go to work. Small bites along his neck. The soft groans he produces only motivate you more. Your tongue circling his nipples following the curve of his abs. You easily pull down his sweatpants.

Your eyes widened as his erect cock was freed, he was large. "You were so confident. Are you still sure you can handle it?" Suguru asks smugly.

You glare at him defiantly, as you run your tongue along the tip teasingly. The way he sucked in a breath made you grin. "Shut up..." you mutter and suddenly his cock was down your throat. His hand gripping your hair. You make a startled gag as he pulls you back up for air. Your eyes were watering.

"What was that pretty?" Suguru asked maliciously and you shook your head. "I could have sworn you told me to shut up..."

"Nope me? Suguru..." you backpedal suddenly realizing you may have mistaken his compliance for submission. He smiles tugging you in for another kiss leaving you breathless.

"My fault then." He whispers biting and tugging on your lower lip. Frustrated with losing control you pull his head back by his long hair. "Getting feisty again..." Suguru chuckles but then moans when you bite down on his shoulder.

"Sit up." You order him as you grip his chin and you get a smirk in return. He obliges with amusement present on his face. You take hold of him again with your hands, slowly caressing the veiny shaft. You spit and take your time rubbing the tip, you could feel him throbbing at every touch, his breathing becoming more uneven.

The moment you lower your lips to suck gently his head falls back, you see his clenched fist and arms flexing beside him. "You said I am the sensitive one Suguru. If only you could see yourself..." You whisper your breath ghosting against him.

"Watch yourself..." Suguru growls and you smile. Before he could get the chance to force his cock down your throat again, you swallow him whole. "Ahh fuck... You're too good at this..." He whines a bit as you move vigorously, choking yourself with his dick. "Hell I thought you were such a good girl.." His voice was now raspy and you can't help but rub your thighs together. "Who knew you could suck dick like this..."

Drool pools around your chin and your jaw aches. The fact you had this massive man under you losing all his ability to think made you mad with lust. "Y/N... O my god..." He cried out as you swallowed around him. "Gonna cum down that tight little throat..."

You feel his cock twitching but suddenly you wanted to toy with him. You pull up and feel him shake, as you grab the top and squeeze to stop his release. "Ahh fuck... you are cruel!!" He shouts his eyes rolling back as he bucked up into your hand desperately.

"And your adorable Suguru..." you mock him. You suck in a breath when those dark eyes open and glare down at you. A chill travels up your spine at the intensity. "Wait... Suguru..." You begin to sit back but it was to late.

He was quick and his large hand easily wrapped around your throat. His eyes never leave you as you gasp.  "You love teasing and torturing men don't you my sweet little Y/N?" His voice is menacingly low as you nod. He squeezes and you tense up as the oxygen slowly stops. Your nails dig into his forearm as your vision begins dotting with black specks.

"Sug..." you try to call his name but it's useless. Just as you felt you were about to pass out he lets go. Your head rushes and you arch forward clinging onto him as your body trembles. You moan at the sensation.

"Are you going to be good for me now?" He whispers and then sucks on your earlobe. All of your senses were heightened. His breath on your neck gave you goosebumps. You had lost all control of your body. 

"Yes I'll be good..." you groan and his hands circle around your neck once again with another tight grip, your body crumbles and you cry out from the pleasure of it all. Not able to think. "Lay on your back like a good little slut then." His lips are on yours as he devours you with a kiss. It is overwhelming.

Your body was still shaking as he lets you go and you lay down. Suguru climbs on top of you staring down with animalistic passion. "Open your mouth..." You open your mouth and stick out your tongue, still a moaning mess. You watch as he grins then strokes himself.

Without warning he guides his cock into your mouth and then grips the headboard. "You are so tough..." He thrust roughly down your throat and your arch up. You grab at his hips to try and get him to move and he laughs. "Awww you want me to fuck your throat?" Tears fall down your cheeks as you nodded. "Fuck your so cute..." He whines and as if he had lost all patients he began to slam in and out of your mouth.

"You look so hot like this..." He growls, increasing his pace. "Can't last... holy shit..." He shoves his dick down as far as possible and you feel his cum slide down as you swallow around him. "Mmm fuck!!" Suguru shouts out curses and shakily leans away. You take in breaths. Your mind is blank. You felt intoxicated. You didn't know if you could move.

Suguru recovers faster than you. You feel his tongue trace your body. All you could do was make pathetic noises. He scrapes his teeth along your lower stomach and your finger entangles into his long black locks.

"I'm going to enjoy devouring this gorgeous cunt..." You hear him but what he says does not register as you watch him remove a ponytail holder from his wrist with his teeth. He looked unexplainably sexy as he pulled up his hair into a bun.  Hypnotized by this visage you are too slow to react as he yanks your legs apart and you feel his tongue slide across your folds.

Your body is possessed as it arches up at an awkward angle. You cry out for him and he groans. He greedily sucks up your wetness and it's pure bliss. Shoving his tongue inside you already feel yourself about to climax. "Go ahead and cum. I'm not a fucking sadist like you." He says harshly then continues eating you out like he is dying of thirst. You crash over the edge and he moans into your pussy, lapping up your juices.

He doesn't stop after your walls stop tensing. "Suguru... too much!!" You whimper, now overstimulated as his tongue continues to plunge deep inside you.

"It's only fair Y/N..." he says as he now circles your clit with his tongue. "You tortured me by edging me. Now I'm going to make you cum over..." He sounded completely drunk from the taste of you, "and over and over again..." He viciously sucks on your clit and again his long fingers find the perfect spot inside of you. You were truly going insane.

You felt wet tears on your face after the third orgasm. You were pleading to him as he messily and hungrily licked and stroked you. Suguru no longer spoke just low groans and his eyes went wild and primal.

Just as your body surcame to yet another pulse of pleasure causing your head to roll back. You see your bedroom door swing open. A tall figure stands in the doorway. Your foggy mind travels to find piercing blue eyes wide in shock and a grocery bag crashes to the ground. "Satoru?" You barely recognize your horse voice as you stare at your other best friend.

Amongst Friends: Chapter Five

Smut ⚠️

Warning: This is all smut 🤷‍♀️

Gojo's POV

He takes in a bated breath at the erotic scene before him. Almost groaning out loud when Y/N calls out his name. Her hair sprawled out on the mattress, body perfectly arched with a euphoric look of pleasure present on her features. "What is going on?" Satoru's voice comes out in a low growl.

He watches as her far off state shifts to reality; just now understanding the circumstance she was in. He notices Suguru's grip tighten on her hips and she jolts up, moaning uncontrollably. Suguru looks almost feral as his tongue works to devour her needy pussy. "Fuck... please Suguru... I can't think..." She pleads with him but he ignores her cries.

Satoru swallows heavily as he watches her overcome with an orgasm. The way her legs shook and fingers dug into the bed trying to hold on to something. He felt his cock twitch painfully against his pants.

A small sense of guilt was nothing compared to the annoyance that they did not invite him to join. A wicked grin appears on his face as the dark eyes of his friend finally meet his own. "You fucking greedy bastard..." Satoru curses and Suguru simply shrugs.

Regular POV

Your mind and body are not listening as you try to recover from yet another orgasm. You glare down at Suguru who now wears a cocky smirk and licks his canines.

"Don't look at me like that..." he threatens and your body shivers. You attempt to sit up so you can address Satoru; to explain what the hell is happening. "Ah ah eyes on me..." He growls and his large hand wraps around your throat pulling you to him.

Suguru adds a bit of pressure, taking away oxygen for a few seconds before releasing. Your vision dots with black spots but your body vibrates to life. You cry out but are silenced by a fierce kiss, teeth nipping at your lower lip and tongue shoved down your throat. You ride the body high and give into him as one hand roams your hip and the other tugs your hair.

"Suguru..." You hear Satoru hiss, he was always a bit of a brat. But the tone he used in this moment to call out his friend's name was all aggression. He was no longer ok with being ignored.

Suguru pulls away and you whine. "Fuck that was cute..." His deep velvet voice whispers in your ear. "Satoru, you know I don't like sharing like you do...." You open your eyes and see his jaw clench.

You glance over at Satoru, those blue eyes lacked any playfulness. "This is a special occasion." He snaps back and you feel like prey caught between two predators who were starving.

You could feel a strange tension in the room. Both men stare each other down. It would be a ridiculous scene to witness; you and Suguru naked in bed while Satoru stands fully dressed.

"This is fucking ridiculous!" You suddenly speak up and both men snap out of it. "What the hell am I doing?" You run your hand down your face contemplating your choices.

"Fine Satoru just this once..." Suguru speaks up suddenly and you are pulled backwards into Satoru's chest. When you look up at him his eyes are low lidded and the smirk is devilish.

"Can I get a kiss too?" Satoru's expression changes to a pout, skillfully crafted to convey innocence and mask his devious thoughts. "Please..." He almost whimpers, your body reacts.

"I..." You try your hardest to form a sentence but the heat in your cheeks was distracting. Satoru turns your body to face him and kneels in front of you. His hand on your thigh and the other cupping your face, the coolness calming.

"You know me Y/N..." The bit of regular charm and cheerful personality cracks through. You find yourself slightly smiling. "It gets annoying to deal with me when someone gets something I want."

His thumb slides across your lower lip and he squeezes your leg. "Just this once..." He whispers his face inches from your own, his voice needy.

"Pfft..." His eyebrows knit together in confusion when you laugh. "Is that the equivalent to just the tip Satoru Gojo?" You respond sarcastically. His expression softens as you see him trying not to giggle himself as he shrugs.

You gulp and tense your jaw when his fingers tangle your hair pulling your face up. His breath ghosts over your neck. "Lovely, it would be much more than that..." His thumb caresses circles onto your inner thigh and you almost purr, you bite your inner cheek to maintain some form of sanity. "You're so fucking wet... Dripping down your thigh..."

You watch as he leans back a bit, making intense eye contact as he lifts his finger to his mouth and sucks them clean. "Ok..." you groan, rubbing your legs together at the visage in front of you.

"What was that?" Satoru tilts his head in mock confusion. "Speak up sweetheart. My beautiful Y/N." He cups your face and studies you. Fucking shit fuck...

"Kiss me Satoru!" You growl pulling him by the collar of his shirt and he grins as your lips meet. You yank him on top of you and he takes hold of your arms pushing them above your head.

"Slow down there..." Satoru scolds you and you roll your eyes. You wrap your legs around him, wanting to feel his body against yours. "Hah... so impatient..." Satoru takes both your wrists in one hand, tightening his grip. Gently lifts your chin, he was so pretty hovering above you in such a dirty way.

He kisses you again this time forcing it to be slow and sensual. Your heart races as his tongue softly dances with your own. Calculated strokes that ignited your core. When he pulls away again you miss the sensation. "That wasn't so bad. Right?" You nod arching against him.

"Fuck Satoru..." a deep voice interrupts your intimate moment. "You need to mmm share." You tilt your head back and see Suguru sitting against the wall leaning back, slowly stroking himself. Those dark eyes focused on every inch of skin.

Satoru sighs in a spoiled way, let's go and stands up. You watch as he removes his shirt and walks towards your dresser. "Top drawer?" He asks so casually. "Condoms?" You finally register and nod.

"Y/N come here..." Suguru beckons you and you manage to crawl over to him. Must have been too slow for his liking because he practically lifts you up pulling you closer. His teeth dig into your neck and you cry out. His tongue eases the sharp pain and it felt so good.

"Here greedy fucker..." Satoru throws a rubber at Suguru, as he begins unbuckling his belt. "I want this so bad... What is wrong with me?" Satoru mutters to himself, running his hand through his hair. A small amount of anxiety on his features.

"Put it on for me..." Suguru growls into your ear, no hesitation and those dark eyes burning with a carnal impulse. There was no regret or faltering in his expression. You take the foil wrapper from his hand and tear it open with your teeth. "So sexy..."

You take hold of his cock and he makes a pleased sound as you slowly stroke it. You watch as his abs contract. You roll on protection and his hands take hold of your hips. Without warning he turns you around as you straddle above him. "Final chance to stop..." He manages to say through gritted teeth.

"Fuck me Suguru..." You moan and he pushes you down onto his dick. Your head falls back at the sharp pain yet the pleasure of being completely filled by him.

He does not move holding you still warming his cock. You try to grind against him but he clicks his teeth. His large arms wrap around you and pull you against his chest, his fingers rolling along your nipples. "Rub your clit for me..."

Shakily as he relentlessly pinches and caresses your breast you move your hand to play with yourself. "Hah... please let me move..." You beg craving the friction.

Your eyes closed, you enjoy the multiple sensory pleasures. Suguru continues to knead your sensitive buds as he kisses your spine and shoulders. You gasp when another set of lips nibble at your neck. "I thought you were cute but damn..." Satoru whispers as you open your eyes to see him now naked kneeling in front of you.

"Ahhh fuck..." You cry out when Satoru replaces your own fingers with his, the lewd sound of your wetness as he expertly circles your clit. "Satoru..." you call out his name holding onto his shoulders for an anchor.

The moment you moan his name his eyes widen. He increases his pace and you fight to ride Suguru who has you still firmly in place. Your body slumps desperately. "You're so mean, Suguru..." Satoru laughs at your struggle. "Stop teasing her."

"Y/N how badly do you want me to fuck you?" Suguru asks, he sounded just as needy as you did. He has much better control as he holds you tighter. Your mind was a mess. You were going off instinct, the urge to continue feeling this good made you lose yourself completely. The promise of feeling even better.

"Fuck Suguru..." You curse at him, your nails digging into Satoru's shoulder. Satoru had told Suguru he was mean but the way his finger explored the front of your pussy was almost torture. Satoru spreads his fingers around your soaking lips where Suguru's cock was buried deep. "I need you to fuck me... Suguru, I need it so bad..."

Suguru grunts then slowly lifts your body up against his shaft, the pressure of Saturu's fingers cupping your hole and the sensation of sliding along Suguru's cock makes your body shiver. "You feel so damn good..." Suguru moans as you begin riding him. You barely heard his words, too busy buzzing with your own euphoria to care. Your vision flashes white as you already feel yourself ready to cum all over him.

Just as you pussy begins to twitch, Suguru yanks you off and you whimper. "Mmmm no please..." Your lips clench around empty air and you feel like throwing a small tantrum.

"You're being selfish." Suguru says while guiding your body into an arch and kneeling behind you. "Look at poor Satoru." Through bleary vision you look up and see a pained expression on Satoru's face as he strokes himself. You open your mouth and Satoru swallows heavily. You stick out your tongue and he gladly obliges. Your tongue twirls around the tip of his swollen cock, the bitter taste of precum fills you mouth.

Satoru groans deeply; you could feel the rumble from his chest. "Look at you...." You suck at the tip enjoying his eyes roll back. "I know I... Fuck... call you a nerd... but god damn it you can suck a dick..." Right as you take him into your throat and swallow, Suguru shoves himself back in. You moan and Satoru's body shakes from the vibrations. His hands tangle in your hair. Both men begin to thrust against you. You were a mindless drooling mess beneath them. You could no longer speak just grunts and cries.

The moment Suguru pulls your ass cheeks a part to push in even deeper you lose it. Your body shakes uncontrollable and your cunt clenches and unclenches. "That's it cum on my cock.... FUCK.... Fuck... fuck..."

Suguru and Satoru let out a stream of curses. You feel Satoru's dick twitch in your mouth and then his hot seed slides down your throat. He leans down a panting mess. Then pulls your neck back kissing you roughly.

A sharp slap to your ass causes you to jolt and moan into Satoru's lips. Suguru continues to slam into you. You arch even further, your toes curling.

Satoru stops the kiss, forcing you to look back at Suguru. Those dark eyes were low lidded and mindless. "Look what you have done to our precious Suguru." Satoru whispers, his cheeks flushed. "You're so good..."

"Y/N how does it feel..." Suguru grips your hips again and you arch even lower. "Fucking both of us... such a slut..." Then he flips you on your back pushing your legs up nearly to your head.

"Ahhh...." You scream out the new angle allowing him to get unbelievably deeper. "Feels good..." You whine and he curses again. His thrust is rough as he drills you into the bed. His hand pushes on your stomach.

"I can feel my cock..." He smirks and licks his canine, sweat dripping from his forehead. "I'm going to ruin you for anyone else." He says confidently and you could not argue. You could only moan in response. Your vision clouded and thoughts fuzzy.

Satoru kisses your forehead then lowers himself to suck on your tit. "Too much..." You mewl but he holds down your arms, his tongue tracing your nipple.

"Awww you're so tough..." Suguru says, "you can handle it." He slams down and you see stars. Your body jerked on its own, legs quaking.

"Satoru shit..." He calls out to his friend, Satoru nods, they speak without saying a word. They had known each other since childhood so it was understandable. In the moment you wanted to know what they were both thinking. You were unable to form any syllables as Satoru again starts playing with your clit.

"Gah...." Another orgasm crashes down and this time Suguru moans. His pace became as erratic as his breathing. His cock pulsates inside you.

"Y/N fuck..." Suguru whines as you see his muscles tighten. You feel him finally release his load. His movements still as he tries to breathe. Satoru leans back with a smile. Suguru lowers your legs and this time his kiss is gentle. Soft pecks along the side of your lips and along your face. When those eyes meet yours there is a mixture of emotion. "You ok pretty?"

"So good..." You say softly and the worry you saw fades a bit. Suguru smiles down at you. Satoru whines and you both look over.

"I want a turn..." Satoru mutters his cock already hard again. He is such a brat. Suguru glares at his friend and sighs. You laugh almost drunkenly.

"Y/N..." Suguru calls out to you and you look at him. His finger runs along your cheek. "He doesn't always have to get his way." You reach up and take a piece of his long hair in your fingers twirling it.

"It's fine. I'm tough." You say smirking up at him. Suguru's usual stoic demeanor falls for a second, you see something vulnerable in his eyes. "Are you okay?" You ask him and he shakes his head.

"Yeah no I'm fine." He mumbles and you yelp when you feel Satoru grab your legs pulling you to the edge where he was standing.

"I'll be gentle. I can control myself unlike some people." Satoru takes a dig at Suguru who shrugs. Satoru kneels between your legs. "Still dripping... but you look so tasty."

You hate how your body instantly craves his tongue. You thank him when he begins sucking your juices. "So well mannered." Satoru whispers then plunges his tongue as far as he could inside of you. Your thighs close around his head and you ride his tongue.

"God damn it..." You hear Suguru curse climbing back onto the bed. He pinches your cheeks forcing your mouth open. "Don't swallow..." he warns as he spits into your mouth then straddles the front of your body. Roughly he opens your mouth wider and shoves his cock into your mouth.

Satoru shows you just how good he is with his mouth. You don't care that you can barely breath when Suguru begins thrusting.

You think to yourself you can't possible cum anymore, until a strange feeling overcomes you. You have never felt this way. It was almost too intense. You spread your legs and can hear Satoru moaning as he eats you out. You scream against Suguru's shaft as you feel your pussy squirt against Satoru's face. "Ooo you dirty girl..."

You feel tears fall down your cheek. "Satoru, you made her cry..." Suguru groans, "So breathtaking..." His cock spits cum down your throat and his entire body shakes. He stumbles back and lays down. "Shit..."

Satoru stands up smiling madly as he wipes his face off with his shirt. "I've never... Satoru... I'm sorry..." you cover your face a bit embarrassed.

"Sweetheart, that was the ultimate compliment." Satoru comforts you. You smile and then whine as he slides his cock against your lips. He lets out a shaky breath. "I've been beyond patient."

You always joked about how lanky Satoru Gojo was. He would always pout and be combative. But when this man picks you up as if you weigh nothing, slams his cock into you and pushes you against the wall you knew you could no longer say that. Your eyes wide in shock as he wore a cocky grin. "My turn..."

Amongst Friends: Chapter Six

Smut ⚠️

Gojo's POV

Satoru Gojo believed he had seen all the expressions you could possibly make during your long friendship. He believed he could read you like a book. Though he was not really a fan of reading. In this moment, gripping your legs as he thrusted into you the face you made was a new favorite.

He wanted this to last, slowing his pace he was rewarded with a pout and whine. "Satoru..." You mutter through gasps and his heart raced even more. "Fuck me harder." You practically beg, your checks wet with tears from being overstimulated.

His thoughts easily dissipated and all he could do was feel. Feel your body quiver against his. The moment he roughly slammed you into the wall how you pussy clenched around his cock. "You like to be treated so harshly?" He manages to groan and you nod so pathetically. "Then say please..." His voice lowers and is laced with a bit of cruelty.

His breath stills when you wrap your arms around his neck and look up doe eyed. "Please... Please use me..." The whine sent him over the edge. He wanted you to not be able to speak, to only babble nonsense. With a grunt he holds your hips tightly and loses all control he was trying to maintain. His vision becomes faded and his cock grows even stiffer as you cry in pleasure.

"Your mine..." Satoru growls and then he acts on impulse, sinking his teeth into your shoulder. He moans loudly when your nails dig into his back, the pain mixing deliciously with the satisfaction of being connected. "Fucking tell me..." He craved to hear that someone belonged to him. His trauma of being lonely bare now that he had no guard on his inhibitions.

"Mmm Sato..." He relishes the fact that despite you best efforts you could not form the words to answer. Satoru needed to hear you say it. He was now possessed by the chaos of it all. Taking hold of you he lifts you away from the wall and sets you down on your feet. He watches as your knees buckle and you take hold of him to try and keep from falling.

Fuck that desperate look on your face it was hard to hold back from pushing back into you. "Tell me... Tell me I mean something to you." You frown but your eyes meet his looking up concerned. "If you want me to continue fucking you speak."

"Satoru, you mean the world to me..." You say with no hint of a lie. He felt his cheeks flush even more. A euphoric sense of happiness fills him. "Why would you doubt that?" You ask him and he takes a breath.

"Bend over the desk." Satoru commands gruffly. He wanted to give you and Suguru everything he owned. He knew neither of you would accept it. If this temporary moment of lust could help you to forget your troubles then who was he to deny you. He bites his lip as you do your best to bend over the desk.

His large hands caressing your waist wanting to remember every detail of your skin. "Satoru... Please..." Satoru growls at your impatience and he takes hold of the back of your neck. Yanking you up, he hears you hiss in pain but your eyes are  low lidded and you moan against his lips when he kisses you passionately.

His muscles tense when he runs his cock against your wet cunt. "Enough pleading. It's annoying me." Satoru says through gritted teeth. He did not mean his harsh words but he was too afraid to say what he truly felt out loud.  It was too overwhelming and he knew it was not healthy. When you started grinding back against him he thrusted into you without warning. Both of you shiver and he pushes your head against the cold glass of the desk.

His mind blanks when your pussy tightens around him. Both of you scream out and he feels his rhythm being thrown off. He held onto you as his whole body tenses. A soft whimper escapes his lips as he cums deep inside of you. "Fuck..." His breath came out in short quick gasps. "Shit..." Curses sprang from his mouth, he attempts to keep you upright but his own strength gives out and you both fall to the ground.

Laying beside you on the floor covered in sweat and your sweet juices his entire life was forever altered. "Satoru get up." Another deep voice interrupts his thoughts and he looks to see Suguru standing with his arms crossed. Those dark eyes were always intense but he saw something else there. Was that other emotion worry? Satoru assumed he was making the same face.

Satoru sits up and sees you still trying to catch your breath. "Are you done already Y/N?" He asks condescendingly. He knows the only reason he said that was because he did not want the night to end.

"Me?! Please, I am fine!" You say and give them both a thumbs up, your arms shook. "I could go all night!" He watches your eyes widen at your own proclamation. Suguru chuckles and it sounds sinister.

"Suguru should we test her theory?" Satoru turns with a maniacal grin. Suguru shrugs to act as if he could take it or leave it. "I mean you can go. I will indulge." Satoru is met with a glare he had never received from Suguru. Truly full of aggression and jealousy.

"Fuck that." Suguru walks toward him and yanks him off the ground. Satoru is shoved against the wall. Suguru's forearm on his throat. "You should thank me for sharing." Fuck why is my heart racing again.... Satoru maintains eye contact and bits his lower lip.

"You really are bad at sharing. How childish..." Satoru practically spits. Suguru's eyes widen and he backs away. Satoru watches as he lifts you off the ground and sets you back onto the bed. Satoru sighs, his mind a chaotic mess of emotions. These are his best friends...

Geto's POV

"Are you sure you can handle this?" Suguru softly whispers into your ear. You nod with a lopsided grin, your eyes still unfocused and lost in the adrenaline of what was happening. "You're so cute...."

You laugh softly at his words and his heart practically leapt. He digs his nails into the palm of his hand to keep whatever feelings these were at bay. He was not good at emotions so he relied on a skill he did have. "I want you to prove it..." Suguru says his breath is heavy. His body felt like it was on fire and nothing could put it out.

You tilt your head in confusion still lost in yourself. "How?" You mutter your hand reaches up to grab his face. That feeling again... instead of answering he sits back and pulls you with him.

"Your stamina is unreal..." you giggle as you sit on his upper thigh, your hands stroking his cock already ready for another round. "You want me to ride you?" Suguru contains a deep groan as your thumb runs along his tip.

"Such a smart girl..." he says a bit condescendingly. He watches you roll your eyes. Everything you did was adorable. He grips your chin tightly and the moan that escapes makes him twitch. "Prove to me you're not done with me."

You nod shakily and move up hovering above him. Suguru bites his lower lip as you rub his shaft along your dripping lips, she is still so damn wet. "Hah...." Suguru moans when you slam your body down taking him all the way in with one motion. His hands grip your waist roughly as you begin to grind against him.

"Feels good..." you babble to yourself with your head thrown back. The way you controlled the tempo should have pissed him off, but the way your chest heaved and your body shook it was driving him feral.

"I'm going to just slide in..." Suguru hears Satoru speak and Suguru growls in annoyance. He watches the lanky man run his long fingers over your stomach and up to your breast kneeling behind you. He wished Satoru would have never interrupted. Even he had to admit seeing you get taken from behind on that desk was erotic.

"Such a mean face Suguru..." Satoru teases him with a grin, Suguru's blood boils a bit. Then you move your hips faster, he looks up at you. The look on your face was pure bliss as Satoru pinches your nipples from behind. "Let her enjoy herself huh?" Satoru chuckles, as he humps her ass cheeks like a dog in heat.

"I'm going to.... Ahhh fuck!!!" Your voice cracks and your pussy clenches around his cock making his mind blank. Before he knew what was happening he spreads his legs and fucks up into her, her spongy walls slick. The extra rubbing from Satoru's motions felt arousing. Though it made him a bit aggravated.

Your pussy was gushing around him. His hand wraps around your throat like an instinct. Deeper and more aggressive thrusts as he felt his body clench. Your legs shook and your body could barely stay upright. "Lean against him." Suguru growls without stopping. He watches as you use Satoru for support, Satoru looks pleased. His face went wild and cheeks flushed.

Suguru moans loudly, unable to hold it in as he feels himself release deep inside her once again. Suddenly there was a massive pressure on his body. Both you and Satoru had fallen forward. "Satoru get the fuck off me!"

Satoru laughs and sits up. "Relax big guy..." all three of you were panting covered in sweat. But the night was still young. And Suguru wanted so much more....

Defective Existence

You always had trouble communicating. Inside your mind was a chaotic mix of universes and thoughts. When it was time to socialize panic often set and you fell to the dark emotions. You felt alone until you befriended someone just like yourself but in his unique way.

SuguruXReader Modern AU

TW: Mental Trauma & Angst

But also contains a fluffier version of Suguru Geto

Chapter One:

"Suguru..." I hear her voice shaking on the other end of the phone and I instantly drop my controller. "Everything is too much." I could hear her breathing heavily.

"What is going on? Where are you?" I try to maintain a calm tone but I can't keep the worry at bay.

"The lights are too bright and it's too loud..." I strain to hear her over the loud music in the background. "Suguru..." The desperate way she calls my name causes me to stand up and rush to get ready.

"Drop me your location now." I say sternly and I hear her fumbling with her phone. After a few seconds I get the text. "Don't move. I'll be there soon ok?"

I haphazardly throw on the closest hoodie and shoes. I frantically search for my keys. I yank my bike helmet from the table. It sounded like she was at a party. Which was so not like her. Most likely she was pressured by someone. I curse as I walk out of my apartment.

It was late so I easily flew through traffic. My mind is racing to awful conclusions. Rage was forming in the pit of my stomach mixed with the unease and the unknown.

When I arrived my eyes instantly scoured the area. It was a small bar and people stood outside smoking. As I got closer I felt eyes fall on me. "Hey..." I hear as I saunter past a woman and ignore advances.

The bar was not big enough to have to look too hard. I find her alone sitting at a bench tucked away. Her eyes wide and staring off into space. That was not unusual behavior, she often spaced out into her own little world.

Tonight I almost didn't recognize her. Her hair was done and she wore a full face of makeup. Her outfit was form fitting, showing off every curve. A strange feeling bubbled up to the surface. I glanced around to make sure no one was watching her. I felt a need to shield her.

"Y/N!" I shout as I see a group of men whispering across the room suspiciously. I glare in their direction and they look away. Hearing her name she turns to me. Her eyes darted and pupils dilated. She still gives me a soft smile and my heart does a weird twist.

Y/N POV

Everything is overwhelming. Even though it was fairly dark the lights were too bright. The music was disorienting. The sound of voices melted together into a chaotic symphony. You wanted to leave but your body was stuck.

"Y/N!" You hear a familiar deep voice call out for you and you instinctively look for who it belongs to. Suguru... You feel your anxiety lessen as you meet his dark eyes. A comfortable and reassuring warmth rushed through you.

He reaches out his hand and you gladly grab onto it. He does not speak as he leads you towards the exit. "Y/N! Who is this?!" A female voice interrupts your escape. You look over and see your coworker checking out Suguru.

"He is my friend. I'm sorry I am not feeling well." You blurt out and she sighs. You can see the irritation on her face. You felt a bit of guilt since you had promised to enjoy the night.

"Well you're no fun. So you guys aren't like together?" Her eyebrows raise suggestively and you look up at Suguru, begging him to help. You just want to get away from the crowd.

"It's none of your business." Suguru replies curtly and he sounds very aggravated. "Look, I'm not interested. You left her alone at a bar obviously high on something. If you were a guy I'd drag you outside." He practically growls in her direction and you cringe.

"Rude... It was just a small amount of mushrooms. Not a big deal." She scoffs and rolls her eyes. She looks over at me with disdain. "Tell your daddy you're fine." She sneers and you gulp. Confrontation was never your strong suit in the first place. Right now the world is too vivid and blaring.

"I'm fine but tired..." You manage to answer and again her eyes roll. She places her hand on her hips and spins away. "Fuck..." you curse hoping this would not effect your working relationship. You could probably make a quirky explanation on Monday and it should be fine. That does not mean you will not worry the rest of the weekend.

A finger snaps in front of your face and you look over. "Come back to earth for me stargazer..." Suguru whispers with a grin. You smile back and nod, squeezing his hand. He easily guides you through the cramped area and outside.

You don't say anything feeling bad that he had to come out in the first place. You feel his gaze on you as you walk over to a convenient store's doors. "I'll be right back. Is that ok?" You nod softly and he releases your hand.

You close your eyes and inhale a deep breath, the fresh air cooling you down. You enjoy the natural sounds. No abrasive electronic base or flashing fluorescents.

Time has become irrelevant and before you know it Suguru returns with a water bottle in hand as well as a bag. "Let's take a quick walk. I brought my bike so that might be a bit much right now."

You walk over to him and follow beside him. He opens the bottle and passes it to you. You lift it to your lips and begin chugging the contents.

"Hey hey..." you could hear him trying not to laugh as he pulls it away. "Slow down there. Fucking hell..." You whine in protest and he audibly chuckles. "Don't look at me like that." Suguru warns, flicking your forehead.

You rub your head and sigh. "Sorry..." you mutter and he cautiously gives you the water back. "I get it..." You smirk and take a sip.

There is a comfortable silence as you both walk around a small park. The night sky dulls your heightened senses. You feel yourself relaxing into a state of calm. You watch him find a bench and sit down so you take a seat beside him.

"So..." Suguru breaks the quiet. "What the hell?" He asks, looking down at you. "I am used to something like this from Satoru. Not you stargazer."

He uses the nickname he had given you years prior once again. The tone was not as sweet as before. You don't speak up right away. You look down but he lifts your chin. "Nope you can't escape this one. Speak up."

"They were always asking me to hang out but I kept refusing. So I felt bad if I said no again." You shrug, frowning that he is still gripping your face in his direction. Those dark eyes looking into yours studying your expression.

"Ok. And the mushrooms?" His eyebrow raises quizzically. You feel a bit of shame. "You have done them before but never publicly. What were you thinking? With your anxiety? Y/N..." You could hear the concern even if he was being a bit harsh.

"I know but every..." you begin to speak and he lets go of your chin to cover your mouth. You grumble against his palm.

"I swear to god if you tell me because everyone else was doing it..." He hisses and you freeze up. He takes in a breath to quell his emotions. "Look, I'm the last person who can say anything. But something could have happened. The people you were with obviously are not trustworthy."

You know this and you do feel awful. It's just sometimes you don't realize how dangerous something can be in the moment. You curse yourself for your actions. Seeing your thoughtful face he uncovers your mouth. "Yeah. I realize that now."

Suguru gives you one last serious expression then he smirks. "I guess I was being a bit overprotective." He shrugs and ruffles your hair.

"Hey!! I paid money to have this done..." you complain, pushing his arm away.

"Ooo yeah..." Suguru makes a mischievous face and you feel you have made some kind of mistake. "You are all dressed up! I think I need a picture or no one is going to believe me." He begins to pull his phone from his pocket.

"Suguru Geto!" You call out his full name and reach over to stop him. "Don't you dare!" You did not feel like yourself and the thought that he would lord this over you made you nervous.

"Getting a bit feisty now..." With no effort he has both your wrists in one of his large hands. You look on in horror as he snaps a pic. "This is a reward for having to rush out in the middle of the night."

He lets you go and you cross your arms. "You're insufferable..." You mumble feeling embarrassed.

"You look real good tonight." He says suddenly and you aren't sure how to react. Suguru was not one to toss out compliments. If he did they tended to be disguised as insults.

"But..." You say expecting him to continue. You glare up at him but he was not giving you his usual cunning expression.

"That's all." Suguru says so nonchalantly that it throws you for a loop. You squint your eyes inspecting him suspiciously. "Ugh... you feel ok enough for me to drive to my place?"

You do feel a bit better now that you were away from the crowd. You nod and without another word you begin walking back to his bike.

As you make it over he studies your figure and your eyebrow raises in confusion. You were about to question him when he lifts his arms and pulls his hoodie over his head. Then motions for you to lift your arms as he puts it on you.

He then turns away and grabs a helmet and places it on your head. You smile to yourself and fasten it. "See, hair was going to get messed up anyway." He laughs and you elbow him lightly. "Ouch..." He feigns hurt and you grumble. Before you could call him a name he has lifted you up onto the back of the bike.

You grip the sides as he straddles the front. He looks back at you and you give him two thumbs up. His chuckle vibrates his back as you grip onto him. He shakes his head in amusement and starts the bike.

The ride was not too long. You were thankful because your heart was racing. You were never a fan of bikes, lacking the protective shell of a car. Your mind being a bit foggy, your eyes and ears being sensitive due to intoxication this was not ideal. When you were pulling in Suguru gave your hand a squeeze to reassure you.

The moment he parks your hop off unsteadily. "Woah..." Suguru quickly grabs onto your shoulders balancing you. You're pulled into a tight embrace as he tucks your head into his chest. "You're okay..."

Your mind racing, you close your eyes tight. You just now notice your body was trembling. Suguru whispers softly that you are safe and your fingers dig into his back.

After a few minutes you take a deep breath and he pushes your hair from your face. "It's cold. Let's get you inside." You nod as his dark eyes search your expression, worry present on his own.

Timeskip

"Why didn't she call me?!" You hear a familiar voice whine as you are awakened from a deep sleep. Still groggy and unaware of yourself you remain quiet.

"Because she probably didn't want to cause you any trouble." Suguru whispers sternly and the other person scoffs. You begin to adjust to your surroundings and open your eyes slowly.

"I'm her fiancé!" A voice shouts followed by a sound of pain. "Alright fuck didn't have to get violent..."

"Going to wake her up dumbass. Pfft fiancé my ass." Another muttered sentence and you begin to shuffle and sit up garnishing their attention. You recognize the soft white hair and lanky man arguing with your friend, Satoru Gojo.

"Hey there..." Suguru is the first to run over. Lifting your chin he asks, "Are you feeling alright?" You nod and then look over at Satoru who stands with his arms crossed, a sour look on his face.

"Satoru..." You mumble sleepily and look around. You were in Suguru's living room covered in blankets. You rub your eyes and curse because you forgot you had worn make up. Suguru smiles at you.

Satoru rushes over and shakes your shoulders. "What were you thinking?! If someone from my or your family had seen you!" You cringe as he glares down at you. "You're so stupid sometimes."

You feel a deep rage at the comment but you have no clue how to voice it. Instead you look towards your lap not able to look into his eyes. Suguru once again protects you as he shoves Satoru away. Your guilt for always causing him trouble surfaces.

"Like you have any room to fucking talk." Suguru practically spits in Satoru's direction. "You know the pressure she is under better than me."

At his words Satoru stills and his anger disappears from his face. "Sorry." He says softly and you look at him with no expression. "I know this is just a contract thing but we have to be careful. I shouldn't take it out on you. For that I am sorry."

"Okay..." You mutter still trying to recover from his explosive reaction. You should be used to them by now. Not from Satoru he was usually very fun and easy going. But from your father and other members of your family growing up.

Everytime someone shows any form of aggression your body automatically shuts down on you. Taught that if you simply act as if you don't exist then the conflict will end quicker.

Suguru is still glaring at Satoru, who now looks worried. Those big blue eyes are sad and confused. "I'm fine. It's fine." You say wanting to make the tension cease. To make everything okay again. "I should have thought about everything. I'm very sorry."

Satoru sighs heavily and you swallow your emotions. He was not a bad person. You had been forced into an arranged marriage for about a year now and you always enjoyed working with him on plotting how to extend the date. Neither one of you is willing to truly get married. Both of you believe it's a trap.

"Suguru..." You call out to him and he looks over in an instant. He was your closest and longest friend. Currently the family who put you in this position had thrown you away when you were younger. Your mother was young and fell for a man outside of her societal circle.

They exiled you with your dad. He struggled for a while and things were tough financially. To make matters worse your father was emotionally abusive. You took the blame and accepted responsibility as a child.

Because of that you could not relate to those around you that were your age. Until one day you met Suguru by chance. He was rough around the edges and rumors followed him around. When you met one day and noticed him eyeing your food you offered him some. Just like that he looked for you each day.

Without his presence you were not sure if you would have made it to adulthood. You pushed each other to do better. Just as you both had a bit of a steady footing on life your family returned. Since they had no other female heirs you were the perfect bargaining chip.

Since then you have had your life monitored. Though they never accepted Suguru, that was one thing you refused to change. If they wanted obedience they had to.

"Let's get some take out..." Suguru notices your pause after calling out to him. Both men exchange glances with each other. Then Suguru turns to leave the room.

"Y/N... I'm an asshole." Satoru pouts and sits beside you. You laugh which causes him to smile. "I know it sucks when you have a bad trip. Are you feeling better?" He takes your hand and his thumb rubs gently across your palm.

"Ooo yeah. Suguru brought me back and played some ocean sounds and made a pile of blankets on the floor. I'm good." You say gently and he nods.

"Who knew he could be so sweet." I sensed a bit of bitterness in his tone. I was about to question him when he grins and looks at me. "It's like your superpower. You're able to tame the untamable."

You have never quite understood why people were so scared of Suguru. He was serious and a bit gloomy at times. You always enjoyed conversations with him. You had never seen him do anything violent.

"I guess so." You whisper still not understanding. You gasp in surprise when Satoru grabs you into a tight hug. You feel his breath on your neck and you shiver involuntarily.

His deep voice whispers seductively, "You really are cute..." Your body is tense and you grit your teeth. Your cheeks feel warm and the heat travels down your body. His hand moves down his long fingers sliding to your lower back.

"Satoru..." You manage to call out, but still unable to move. He pulls back with a mischievous grin. Those blue eyes focused on your own. He makes one small mistake, looking to the side for just a second.

"Satoru! Another voice echoes aggressively throughout the room. You turn to see Suguru practically snarling. You look back at Satoru and that grin has formed into a condescending sneer.

"Who hurt you Satoru Gojo?" You ask, in a serious tone. His expression falls and you get a glimpse of his true sadness. You take his hand and squeeze it. He takes in a sharp breath. After a few seconds he pats your head.

"I'm heading out." He proclaims standing up. "You look really beautiful today Y/N!" He shouts, passing by Suguru who shakes his head. He pauses beside him and whispers something to Suguru. Suguru's eyes widen and he frowns.

What was that.... Do they have something going on? That was your thought as Satoru gives you a wave and walks out the door.

Defective Existence: Chapter Three

The bike comes to a stop and you rush off of it creating space. This weekend started off badly and only continues to spiral. Your mind is now going into overdrive trying to comprehend. You wonder what you could have done to fix the situation.

Suguru walks ahead of you and you follow behind. He does not offer you any explanation. His face was emotionless. It was like time had backpedaled and you were seeing him as the unsure version of his past.

You grab his arm a bit roughly and he looks down at you in surprise. “I’m sorry. I am not sure what I did but…” You feel yourself panicking for no reason. He stares at you and you see his face soften a bit.

“It’s fine. It’s not you Y/N. I…” You watch him struggle to form words. You are not sure what to make of it. He was not loud or arrogant but he always carried himself with a cool confidence you secretly envied. At this moment it was almost as if he was scared. “I don’t know.”

This time you reach up and pat his head reassuringly. Your heart was aching for him yet you yourself did not understand why. “What can I do?” You ask, wanting to help. You would do anything for him.

“Did yall finally fuck?” A crude voice interrupts your conversation. You already know who it was without looking up. You clench your fist in annoyance.

“Sukuna shut the hell up.” Suguru says in a sharp tone. He looks over at the pink haired man covered in ink with malice.

Sukuna grins and clicks his teeth. “Shame on you Suguru. I mean if she is no longer off limits…” Sukuna winks in your direction and you sigh. You see Suguru’s jaw clench and your instant reaction is to flick his forehead.

“Hey…” he smiles down at you. You give him a look that he recognizes. “Yeah yeah I know he is baiting me.” You nod and then glare over at Sukuna. You knew better.

“Y/N you know that grimace only makes me want you more.” Sukuna laughs as if he had no troubles in the world. You walk over to him standing tall. His eyes widen as you lean into him.

“How are your brothers doing?” You ask softly. You knew they had disowned him. His brothers, Choso and Itadori were kind hearted. Choso was very protective so he had forbidden Sukuna from seeing him.

Sukuna’s mouth opens and closes as if unsure how to rebuttal. “Get back to work. You're close to being unemployed if you keep this up.” Suguru had hired him to help keep Sukuna in line. You knew he was truly trying to change. You felt a bit guilty for your words.

Sukuna smirks down at you. The shock wears off and his amusement is now present. “Little fox…” he says laughing lightly and then walks back to the garage. That was a bit of a low blow on your end but he really got under your skin.

“Let me check up on a few things then we can grab some food.” Suguru pushes you into the main entry and you go along with him.

You make yourself comfortable in his office. Occasionally scrolling on social media or playing a game. The atmosphere now less tense as you would occasionally glance out and see Suguru ordering others around.

After a while engrossed with what you were doing you were startled by the door opening. You try to control your face when you see the man entering. “Hey…” Sukuna looks down at the ground and you watch him.

“I just wanted to apologize. I couldn’t help myself.” Sukuna looks up and he seems sincere. You study his expression for a few more seconds, looking for any subtle changes.

“It’s fine. I was rude as well.” You finally speak up and he walks in, sitting across from you. “Is that all?” You ask, going back to looking at your screen.

“Pfft sometimes I wonder if you're a robot.” He laughs softly and you try not to respond. Sukuna loved pushing buttons and you hated feeding into anything he does. “I don’t know why he is so obsessed with you.”

You look up in shock. “What do you mean?” You say, trying to grasp the meaning behind his words. “Speak clearly.” You sit up straighter.

“Ooo that face is new….” Sukuna smirks and moves closer. You grimace not wanting him in your space. “Do you hate me?” He leans forward. His eyes pierced into your own.

You take in a breath to center yourself. “I don’t care enough about you to hate you, Sukuna.” You respond and he clutches his chest dramatically. “Why do you care?”

Sukuna watches you with those almost reddish brown eyes full of curiosity. “You are interesting.” He shrugs and leans in even closer. “Suguru is in love with you.” He whispers and your eyes widen at his words.

Your heart races but your mind quickly fights to shut it down. “Yes. We have been friends for a long time. I love and care for him as well.” Your voice trembles a bit and you curse yourself in your mind.

Sukuna takes hold of your chin tilting your face up. “No. You know what I mean.” His voice was almost sinister.

“You are teasing me.” You scoff and he laughs. You roll your eyes and push away his hand. “Did you have your fun?”

“Ooo Y/N…” Sukuna clicks his teeth and takes hold of your wrist. “This is nothing. I would love to show you a really good time.”

As if summoned by my anxiety the office door swings open again. “Am I interrupting?” Suguru’s voice was low and sharp. Sukuna backs away, throwing his hands up.

“Not at all. I was just apologizing for my awful behavior earlier.” Sukuna smirks and you nod in agreement. Those dark eyes stay on you and you try to hide yourself.

“Get out Sukuna.” Suguru orders holding the door open. Sukuna stands and saunters out but not without glancing back and smiling brightly at you.

“He is hopeless…” Suguru sighs, sitting behind his desk, running his hands over his face. “If he bothers you let me know.”

You nod but your mind is trying to still comprehend the conversation. What was the point of his words? Did he just want to get a reaction out of you?

“Suguru…” You say cautiously, unsure of yourself. He looks up from his paperwork with a raised brow. He recognized the tone as worry. You did not want him to stress over your silly thoughts. “Nevermind. It’s silly.” You felt like a coward.

“Are you sure?” He replies patiently, making sure to maintain eye contact. This man… you never dared wishing he was yours. Never even imagined it. Not because he wasn’t desirable to you. He was beautiful in all aspects of the word. You simply felt he always deserved better than.

“Yup! Totally!” You say a bit too enthusiastically. He frowns at you but continues working. You quickly pull out your phone to distract yourself. The text that greeted you made you groan out loud.

“That’s not good…” Suguru laughed once again, interrupted by you. “Based on that tone I am going to assume family.” You look over with a frown and nod.

“They want to have dinner. Satoru sent an apology. Also other old families will be in attendance.” This was a nightmare. As if the weirdness from this weekend could not get any worse.

“Tonight?” Suguru asked and you thought you may have seen annoyance. You would give anything to be able to ignore the text.

“Tomorrow….” You take in a long breath. “I need to go out and find something to wear. Those assholes are obsessed with appearances. Which explains how shitty they are.” You grumble asking Satoru what brands you needed to look for to keep up.

“I wish we could run away together.” Suguru says and you drop your phone and turn. His dark eyes look startled and he then chuckles. “Kidding…” he does an awkward finger gun and winks. Sukuna’s conversation runs back into the forefront of your mind.

Even if you both loved each other it was destined to fail. You were a bargaining chip not a human to your family. With their resources running would be irrelevant and dangerous. You felt a sad tinge in your heart. You needed to protect him. No matter what.

“I wish that were possible…” you say without realizing it. You mentally slap your forehead. There was no need to provide any kind of hope. Even if it was to help a friend. You still could not fathom a man like Suguru Geto loving you as a lover.

That silence again… the tense kind that makes it hard to move. This has been a night of reckoning. It was a wake up call to the fantasy you had been living in with him. There were no happy endings. Honestly you never expected one. You were the type to skip the end of books right after the climax was settled. Set it down and move on to the next.

“Food let's get you some food!” Suguru breaks the suffocating quiet. You look up into those dark eyes with a small nod.

“The greasier the better! Tomorrow I know it will be small portions and overpriced…” You grumble causing Suguru to chuckle.

“Anything you want Y/N.” He says confidently and your heart suddenly races. An odd feeling that you had not felt since you were a teen. In a way it felt dangerous. You bite your lower lip nervously as you see him putting things away.

Suguru must have misunderstood your expression because he walks over and pats your head affectionately. “Chin up. You always find a way to survive them.” Lifting your chin you aren’t able to meet his gaze.

“It feels different this time…” You mutter as clench your fists. You look to the ground and his hold tightens a bit to get your attention.

“Look at me.” Suguru’s voice lowers and you let out a breath following his instruction. His brows are furrowed with worry. “You know I’m here no matter what. Turn to me ok? Don’t always try to do things on your own.”

You wanted to shout at him. He did not understand how much you saved face to protect him. Yet here he is trying to act like your hero. Instead you just nod and smile. “Food?” You manage to say and he smirks. His hand falls and a part of you wants to stay closer for just a bit longer.

As you make your way out Sukuna walks past. You glare which only makes him smile. “I almost feel sorry for you…” He hisses as Suguru walks ahead so not for him to hear.

“I guess we are both pathetic losers.” You spit back with venom and he laughs boldly. Suguru turns an intimidating glint in his eyes towards Sukuna. Sukuna throws up his hand but the amusement never leaves his features.

“A pair of star crossed lovers take their life…” Sukuna quotes and you pick up a cup of pens and throw them at him. “Little fox… so scary.” You still hear him chuckling as you and Suguru leave.

TojiXreader one shot-mature

Smut and angst all mixed into one

A constant shrill ringing in your ears was the only thing allowing you to cling to consciousness. Your mind was no longer full of the constant anxiety of day to day life. Only the sensations of pain and pleasure blending into an addictive cocktail.

“You're doing so well for me…” a gruff voice groaned into your ear. “Just… hah.. a bit longer” you tried to cling on to the muscular figure in front of you but you felt too weak. Your overworked muscles felt like jelly.

You moan as his hands wrap around your throat once again. “Fuck I love that face…” His voice was raspy and breathless. You feel his figure tense and deep guttural grunts escape his lips. You whimper as you feel him release deep inside of you.

“Shhh…” You are pulled up gently into his arms as he moves your hair from your face. “Your ok sweetheart.” You nuzzle into his neck as he rubs your back. “No no…” He hums into your ear, “Look at me.”

Suddenly he is cradling your head. You feel his lips leaving quick kisses along your face. “Come on…” You lift your heavy eyelids with a sigh until you meet his piercing green gaze. “There she is…”

“Toji…” You mumble finding your voice. A smirk forms on his face, the thin scar on his lips draws your gaze. His lips are on yours taking away what little breath you had. “Mmm.” You get drawn in again, enjoying his fingers tugging at your hair.

“I can’t…” you mumble after his tongue probes your mouth greedily. “Please…” a soft whine of protest causes a deep chuckle from his chest.

“It’s ok princess.” Toji soothes you as you finally begin to come back to your senses. “I’m going to run a bath.” He lays you back onto the bed but as he tugs away you grip his wrist. “I promise I’m not leavin ya right now…” He whispers and you reluctantly let go. “Good girl.”

You watch his broad back exit your bedroom door as your brain starts formulating thoughts again. You let that man back in. Back into your home and your heart. A few compliments and a shitty excuse was all it took. He was the only one who could make you lose yourself. Lose all control and damn it it was exhilarating.

Your mind curses you as you recall the events that led to you now trying to find the strength to move. “How are you doing princess?” His raspy voice interrupts you scolding yourself. You look up into those beautiful green eyes and frown.

Toji ignores your expression, helping you sit up so you can drink a glass of water. You slowly sip as he lifts the glass. “You seein anybody?” Toji randomly asks and you choke. As you cough you glare up at him and he wears that same smug expression.

“No…” you practically growl and that grin falls just a bit.

“You really should.” He says as if chastising you. That familiar feeling of disappointment and anger returns as if in cue. Before you could curse him he lifts you up into his arms. You decide to stay silent as he takes you to the bathroom and sets you into your tub.

You feel his eyes studying you but you refuse to look at him. “Aww Y/N don’t be like that.” His low chuckle echoes against the tile. The sound was both haunting and angelic to your ears.

When you still refuse to meet his eyes, you hear him click his teeth. From the corner of your vision you see him lean over and grab the clean washcloth he had prepared. “Toji… Do you just enjoy hurting me?” You managed to ask and hear him sigh.

This time he is speechless as he runs the cloth along your tired body. You close your eyes distracted by the warm water cascading down your skin. The silence did not bother you but you could feel the tension between you now. After he washes you clean from the mix of sweat and his own essence he stands.

“I’m going to smoke real quick…” You hear him mutter and you shrug. He loves putting distance between you after ruining you. Toji Fushiguro was a menace and a pest. You know you need to exterminate him from your life. Why was it so difficult?

After a while you groan as your muscles begin to ache. You manage to push yourself up and step out of the tub. Grabbing the towel he left out you begin drying yourself off. Seeing the marks he always leaves makes your stomach flip. You walk to your mirror and look at your reflection.

“I’m so tired…” you say as you see the dark circles. Your fingers run along the bruise starting to form around your neck. These will outlast the time you spend together… Another reminder of your constant mistake.

The bathroom door swings open and your drug stands behind you. His large arms wrap around your waist as your gazes meet in the glass. “I was broken before I met you, Toji. You just remind me that the world is cruel. I use you to punish myself I think…”

Both of you have twisted expressions. “You remind me that there is good out there. I always fuck this up because I don’t deserve it.” Toji whispers into your ear and then lays a small kiss on your neck.

“How cliche…” you mutter and laugh. You hear him laugh as well. Then you both burst out into chuckles. It was not out of happiness. It was one of those gut wrenching reflexes where if you don’t laugh then you would both cry.

“Will I see you in the morning?” You ask a bit coldly. Toji doesn’t respond right away. Instead he roughly pulls your head back and kisses you passionately. Your tongues are both fighting for dominance then he bites your lower lip.

“You want me to tell you a lie?” He asks and you roll your eyes. You push him away and walk out, hearing him follow closely behind. “Come on Y/N let’s keep pretending I’m a good guy just for tonight huh?”

You turn quickly on your heel with a sinister smile. You grab his chin tightly, his eyes widen in surprise. “There is no such thing as a good guy, Toji.” Your voice is stern and his expression shifts to match your amusement. “Now pour me a glass of whiskey.” He nods and you release his face. Moving into the dining room you sit at the island and watch him prepare you a drink.

“How is work?” He asks as if he really cared. You scoff and he flashes his teeth. “Humour me…” He pleads and you take in a breath.

“Ooo it’s wonderful. I always imagined sitting in a cubicle all day. My work really matters, you know.” Your voice oozed sarcasm. This time Toji rolled his pretty eyes in your direction as he slid over your glass. “How is the business of murdering people?”

Toji grins, “Fucking hell Y/N…” He laughs watching as you take a long sip. “It’s great being a dog I guess. Havin to attack when ordered. The best!” He matches your tone and you find yourself smirking.

“I’m surprised your master let you off the leash for a bit.” You add and he shrugs. You finish the liquor too quickly and the heat rushes to your cheeks. “I’ll have to send him a thank you card.”

“You bitch…” Toji growls but you could tell he was enjoying the banter. His expression was soft. “He knew I needed to fuck something. I was getting a bit unruly.”

“Lucky me…” you mumble and before you could blink he had lifted you up, placed you on the counter top, and spread your legs to ease between them.

“You fucking love that I always come slinkin back to you.” His voice lowers as he pushes his forehead against yours.

“Maybe…” you say as your breaths mingled together. Your eyes traveled lower and you could see he was ready to take you again. “Your fucking insatiable Toji…” You moan as his hands grip your large thighs.

“You love that too.” He says and you could not deny him that fact. No matter how much you hated him when he disappeared. The moment he returned your heart always leapt out of your chest in excitement. “You should have never walked into that bar.”

“Well I always tend to have the worst luck…” you whisper and both of you smile. “Now do whatever you want…”

He did not need any more coaxing. Your head fell back as he shoved himself deep inside of you. Your legs shook in protest but he held you steady as he began thrusting aggressively. Both your words were now animalistic groans and heavy breathing.

The thoughts of how you ended up here easily fading back to mindless pleasure as he grabs your neck yanking you forward for a sloppy kiss. “If you let anyone see you like this…” His eyes were now wild. “I’ll fucking kill them…”

You never knew if when he spoke was the truth. Especially when he was balls deep in your soaking cunt. You moan loudly at the possessive streak that has now overcome him. You're a fool… some part of my subconscious spoke up but when he squeezed taking away my oxygen it faded away.

Being unlucky was not always the worst…

Toyko Revengers-Hama/Izana X Reader

Mature Content:

You hide your identity and keep your head low. The best thing to do when you work for one of the biggest crime syndicates in the city. How long can you keep it that way?

You were always good at one thing and average in every other way. Unfortunately the one thing you were good at was not meant for you. A world dominated by men whose egos were as inflated as their car’s tires. Therefore you took on an identity. You became somewhat of a ghost. You never socialized and hid your figure under wraps and oversized clothes.

It was easy when all you did was participate in illegal street races. But one fateful night you caught the eye of an important figure within the community. He offered you the kind of money you could only ever dream about. To essentially be a chauffeur who could also get out of sticky situations quickly.

Every instinct was telling you not to take it. But in a world that is run by how much you earn you couldn’t decline. So this was how you became a driver for the biggest crime syndicate in the city almost overnight, Tenjiku.

“Ay y/n!”Hanma, the man who brought you in, called out to you as you waited patiently in the driveway. You kept your distance as much as you could. You avoided talking by explaining you concentrate best with earphones and music. Sometimes social interaction is unavoidable. You slowly walked over keeping your head down.

“You did a good job! Why don’t you come out and celebrate with me and the executives? You earned it!” Hanma laughed, it was deep and powerful. He slapped you across your shoulder and your body flew forward. You caught yourself at the very last minute. “Hey man you need to bulk up! I know you're just a driver but it’s good for you.”

Hanma towered over you. His body was twice the size of your own and he was about your age. Decorated in intricate tattoos, the most prominent being the ones on both of his hands. He was gorgeous but those looks were beyond deceiving.

You heard rumours that he was the attack dog of their group. When anyone threatened them he was quick to react and showed no mercy. That’s why your heart leapt out of your chest any time his attention was directed towards you. Loyalty was everything as well as honesty. You had been keeping a huge secret from them all.

“I’m ok. Thanks though…” You try your best to keep your voice low and quiet. You begin to turn around but Hanma catches your upper arm. You looked up into his golden eyes terrified.

“Come on kid! A few drinks and then you can head out! I promise!” Hanma smiled but it wasn’t sincere. You felt as if he was testing you again. You wanted to shout at him that after so many jobs you should have proven yourself by now. But you knew you could never muster up the courage needed to say it. “Come on… stop being so fucking boring!”

You nodded and gave up your hopeless pursuit of heading home to binge watch a tv show and eat junk food. His arm wrapped around your shoulders, leaning into you and you tense up. “Relax kid… I know you only feel safe with your hands on the wheel. You will have me to look after you.” You nodded again. His nose scrunches up as he assesses your current outfit. “Going to have to get you something better to wear than this hoodie and dingy ass sweatpants though.”

Your heart races once again. This is what you get for being greedy. Hopefully whatever he picks out you can still hide your curvaceous figure.

Hanma leads you inside and to a room. “Let me see. Damn your small…” He shuffles through some clothes. Compared to you!! “Wait, Izana should have something to fit. He likes his clothes to be more form fitting. I’ll be right back.”

Hanma returned not too long after with a button up and dress pants. You prayed to whatever gods existed that you could pull it off. You begin to walk towards the bathroom but he yanks your arm once again. “We are already running behind, hurry up and change.”

Your inner panic takes over, you feel heat rush to your cheeks. “Well I- uh-“ You fumble for an excuse. It was frustrating because you were usually quick to figure out a solution. Hanma looked at you with raised eyebrows, then after a few seconds burst out in a raspy laugh.

“Jesus kid! Fuck fine go! I have never met a criminal who was too shy to change in front of someone else. You're fucking weird!” Hanma berates you and you sigh in relief. He could think whatever he wanted as long as he didn’t find out what you were hiding.

You were pleasantly surprised as you looked in the mirror. You were also glad you had paid a bit more for the binder, it hid your chest perfectly, which was a difficult task. The pants were a bit big so your wide waist was still disguised as well. You frowned at your hair. You were not ready to cut it off. You decided to pull it up into a bun and it worked well enough.

A loud knock interrupted your assessment. “What the hell are you doing in there? Stop jerking off and let’s go!” The deep voice rang out and you inhaled a sharp breath. You were used to all the vulgar talk, it became background noise. But knowing that your whole night will most likely consist of it made you want to throw up.

You pull open the door and Hanma pauses for a second. His eyes look to the ground as he tosses you a suit jacket. You were not sure what that was about but you put on the last item of clothing. “You look more presentable now. So come on.” He mumbles and you follow him out. “I’ll drive this time.” You shrug and mentally prepare yourself.

You begrudgingly order a drink as you sat at the bar with the rest of the Tenjiku crew minus their fearless and deranged leader. This was really your first time hanging around all of them. Hanma was the only one you dealt with consistently. Hanma often reminded you that he was your handler so if you fucked up he got the blame for it from the rest of the executives.

“The famous driver!” A sing-songy voice interrupts your inner panic as you are surrounded by such powerful people. You glance up and are greeted by a large scarred smile. A beautiful woman and man hung off his arm like decor.

“Sanzu what the fuck are you even doing here? This is for executives and up.” Hanma hands you another glass, his palm patting your head. You look up with a scowl.

“Where there is a party you will find me!” Sanzu’s eyes observe you as you awkwardly stand between them. “So I guess executives can bring pets with them?” You mentally groan as they stare each other down. You daydream for a second on how at this very moment you would be relaxing at home with a pile of snacks.

“Hanma relax. Sanzu always brings candy.” Another executive walks up with his hands outstretched. Sanzu grins happily as he digs into his pocket and removes a pill placing it in the open palm.

“Rindou, you're too soft on him.” Hanma complains with a growl. You watch as the man now known as Rindou places the pill in his mouth and swallows. Hanma must have noticed because he is suddenly way too close. “You want one kid? Might loosen your tight ass up a bit.” A shiver travels down your spine, as he whispered in your ear. Your eyes widen and you nod.

“Nnnoo! I’m ok.” You manage to say, causing all the men to laugh in amusement at your reaction. You take a deep sip of whiskey to compensate for the embarrassment.

“This little punk is who you are always hyping up?” Rindou smirks as he follows the pill with a shot. You look to the ground feeling completely out of place.

“Hey cut him some slack. He does his best work behind the wheel. I just thought he deserved a reward.” Hanma shakes you lightly and you grumble. “A chance to chill with us. I don’t know, maybe some pussy will help him to relax a bit.” You watch as Hanma and Rindou chuckle.

You secretly roll your eyes and look back over to the pink haired man in front of you. Sanzu studies you and it makes you very uncomfortable. He gives off a carefree vibe but you could tell he was not all there. “Can I have another glass?” You ask, wanting to hurry this night along.

“Of course kid!” Hanma leads you back to the bar. You glance over your shoulder watching Rindou say something to Sanzu whose eyes never left you, a sinister smirk on his face. Goosebumps form on your arm and you look away.

“Thanks…” you mutter as the bartender slides another glass your way. You quickly drink down the alcohol and Hanma pats your shoulder.

“At least you can hold your liquor!” Hanma grins as you motion for another. “Look, you're doing really well. You have become someone I trust not to fuck shit up. I really do want you to enjoy tonight.” Hanma says as you take the new glass and follow him to sit in a more secluded area.

You listen but the warmth of the alcohol was starting to run its course. “I appreciate your calm demeanor. Hell I’m the opposite so in a way I envy that about you.” Hanma grins as you nod along. “Man of few words.” You take a sip and lean on your hand as he continues to talk.

“Tonight is also about introducing you to the executives and the four heavenly kings. Once they accept you then you will be unstoppable. Trust me. I’m looking out for you kid.” Hanma lowers his voice not to allow the other members to hear your conversation.

You take in what he was telling you. You realize you had proven yourself to him and that was the true reason he had invited you out tonight. “I respect you Hanma. I have come to understand how you are. But I don’t know any of the other execs. I honestly have no interest in power. I just want to be able to drive.” You knew the higher up you went the more risky it became.

“Kid!!! I get it! I really do!” Hanma leans back on the bench. “This is a huge opportunity.” You frown as he tries to convince you the risk was worth it. Hanma recognizes your hesitation and sighs. “Let’s just enjoy tonight. We can discuss business later.” You take another sip and nod.

“Hey…” Another unfamiliar face walks over to you both. “Y/N right?” He looked similar to Rindou but his personality was much more laid back.

“Yeah.” You answer, still observing him catiously. Hanma groans at your distrust.

“He needs a lap dance asap!” Hanma calls out and your eyes widen in panic. “Ran, get one of your best girls!” The man who had just invaded your space claps his hands and smiles.

Ran motions for you to follow him and you bite your lower lip. “Don’t worry! I’ll make sure your taken really good care of.” You look back at Hanma for help but he was pushing you to go. You glare at him one last time as Ran takes you to a back room.

A high end couch set against the wall with end table. “Go on, get comfortable!” Ran says and you take a seat but it’s anything but cozy. Even more so by the fact Ran decides to sit beside you. “I am very impressed by what you have accomplished for us. The fact that you look so innocent in person is useful.”

You try your best to keep your composure. You knew who this man was now that Hanma had mentioned his name. “I am Ran Haitana. I introduce myself with my first name since I don’t want to be confused for my brother who is beyond unprofessional. I am…”

You look down to the ground and find yourself blurting out, “One of the four heavenly kings.” Ran laughs and you look up and see him grinning.

“Precisely.” Ran mutters with a newfound interest. “So you do know how we are organized. If I went by Hanma’s judgement alone I assumed you were only intelligent when it came to a get away. But that is not the case is it?”

You made a mistake. “I just stay to myself. Which leaves me time to observe.” You don’t want to seem too useful to these men. You just wanted to remain as invisible as possible. The way Ran was studying you right now made you believe you might have fumbled. It didn’t help that you were currently a bit fuzzy due to the whiskey from earlier.

Just as Ran was about to speak, the door to the small room opens and a beautiful woman enters with a sweet smile. “Ran!” Her cheerful voice broke up the tension. She quickly dashes forward as Ran stands and gives him a tight hug. “Who is this little cutie?”

“A very valuable member. He is a bit nervous. Could you loosen him up for me sweetheart?” Ran lifts her chin and she smiles brightly as she nods. “That’s my good girl.” Ran rubs her cheek and I turn away at the intimacy. “Come join us when she is done with you y/n!”

“O-okay.” You say and Ran holds in a chuckle as he walks away. You turn your focus on the woman who is now staring down at you, avoiding eye contact. “Look I’m ok really. I just don’t like going out.” You try to reason with her. If she came in here to do what you thought then she would easily figure out that you're not what they think.

“You're so precious!” The gorgeous woman steals Ran’s move and lifts your chin to make you look into her auburn eyes. “Such a pretty face.” She licks her lower lip. You try to sit back but she takes this as an invitation to straddle you. Her light scent invades your nose and you can’t help but take a breath. She places her arms up your neck as you turn your head away.

“Please…” you beg which causes her to make an excited noise. “Mmm.” A small moan escapes your lips as her manicured nails run into the base of your scalp. You feel her begin to move her hips into your own. Your eyes widen in panic. You take hold of her hips to stop her movements.

“Shhh…” she whispers into your ear and shivers travels down your spine as she kisses your neck. You had accomplished too much to be discovered this way. “It’s ok.” Her breath tickles against your skin. The strength you did have was weakened by your drunken state. You freeze up when she leans back and begins unbuttoning your shirt, her eyes low. You grip her wrist out of sheer trepidation.

The woman stops but giggles thinking that this was merely bashfulness. “If you're worried about cameras daddy don’t be. There aren’t any in this room. Let me take care of you.” She pulls away from your grasp and before you knew it your shirt was untucked. “So adorable.” Her amber eyes take in your flushed cheeks.

“You don’t understand…” you say but one of her hands was already up your shirt the other rubbing your crotch. “Damn it…” you knew it was over the moment she sat up with a raised eyebrow.

“Excuse me, I should have said mommy.” The woman does not look startled. She wore an expression of curiosity.

This was the end. Based on how she interacted with Ran you knew she was close to him. After all this time and this was how you would be discovered. “Hey y/n right?” The woman calls out to you and you nod trying not to show how your world was crashing down around you. “I get it.”

You look at her as she gets off your lap and sits beside you. “I worked so hard.” You hear how shaky your voice was. She takes hold of your hand and squeezes gently.

“I know and that is why your secret will be safe with me.” You were not expecting this. “Don’t look at me so shocked!” The woman giggles and you find that you can’t help but smile. “It’s tough out here for us ladies. We do what we have to. Like I said, I get it. My real name is Cole.”

You were not sure what had overcome you but you turned and hugged her tightly. “Thank you Cole!” She laughs loudly and pats your head. “Thank you so much.” You felt as if you could trust her words.

“Y/N please. I actually think you're amazing. I’ve heard them talk about you.” A strange look appears on her face and you frown. “You must think I’m pathetic and vile.” You recognize the shame that has overcome her stunning features.

“What?” You say and shake her shoulders. It was your turn to comfort your new accomplis. “Look at me.” She slowly turns and you smile a genuine smile, it’s been so long since you had. “We do what we have to. I would never judge you. Based on the fact you didn’t run out of here and immediately expose me shows me how strong of a character you possess.”

“You my dear are an angel.” She grins and takes hold of your hand once again. “It’s going to be difficult since they have seemed to have taken notice of you. Just know you are free to visit me anytime.”

“You have no idea how much this means to me.” You mutter then the woman sits up. “What is it?”

“They think I am well, you know.” A sudden blush forms on her cheek and you find it endearing.

“You are looking out for me so I will do the same for you.” You assure her, “I will let them think you turned my world upside down.” Another deep laugh escapes her full lips. She suddenly bops your nose and winks.

“I mean I could still do that.” She teases and you nervously look away. “God damn it, you're so cute!”

“Pff you're cute!” You say as a defense mechanism as she stands and offers you a hand. You take it and she starts messing with your clothes. She leaves one button undone and tucks part of your shirt back in.

“There!” You look down and see that your outfit is a bit disheveled and give her a thumbs up. “I think that will be convincing enough.” She loops your arm in hers and begins to walk to the door.

When you both emerge from the other side Hanma and Ran were talking. They both look up with knowing eyes as they hear you exit. “This man right here Ran..” Cole winks at you once again as she runs her nails down your arm, “A diamond in the rough I tell you.” She slides her thumb across your lower lip seductively.

“You're making me so jealous.” Ran teasingly pouts, she kisses your cheek, whispers for you to trust her and saunters over to sit in his lap. Hanma looks at you with a devilish expression as you sit beside him, abruptly shaking your shoulders. You groan in annoyance.

“Y/N…” Ran addresses his tone more series. “Our boss has a meet up soon. I personally don’t trust it. This is why I had Hanma bring you tonight. If shit goes south I need you to be able to get him out fast.”

This was a huge opportunity that was being presented. Again in the back of your mind you wanted to refuse. “You will never want for anything again kid.” Hanma per usual recognized your weary and suspicious demeanor.

“What do you think doll?” Ran holds Cole’s waist, his hands sprawling across her thighs. “Does he have what it takes?” You wanted to tell her that she was more than what she believed herself to be. You knew seeing how Ran waited for her response that he took heed to her words. She was just as powerful as any man in this room, you wanted to make sure she knew that. You could only portray your thoughts with a sly glance her way. She caught on and smirked as she nuzzled into Ran’s neck.

“Baby he is beyond capable.” Her voice was like a hypnotizing melody as she purred into his ear. Hanma nudges my side and I push him. Ran makes a satisfied sound as she nibbles his earlobe.

“Well then all that’s left is for you to accept the job.” Ran turns back to you, his gaze more intense as he waits for your response.

“I’ll do it.” You say confidently and Hanma cheers beside you. “But I’m taking this idiot beside me in case I need some muscle. Fair?” Hanma growls at your insult and you nudge him this time.

Ran laughs and agrees to your terms. The conversation comes to an end as he tightly squeezed Cole’s upper thigh. “Well now that business is through let us get back to indulging in a bit of pleasure. What do you say lovely?”

“Ran…” Cole says amused by his desperate touch. “Such a naughty thing.” She looks over at you. “It was really nice getting to know you and that pretty little face.” She stands up and Ran follows behind.

“Hell yeah! Let’s get a few more rounds then I’ll take you back!” Hanma sounds more excited about what just happened than you felt. You shrug and head to the bar once again. Now that one of the heavenly kings was somewhat on your side you felt more at ease. More willing to let go of the wall you had built up.

“Fix your shirt!” You look down and laugh which takes Hanma by surprise. You adjust your clothes back in place and feel him sneaking glances in your direction as you order more drinks.

Hanma’s POV

Y/N was currently taking a shot with Rindou. This was the most social I had ever seen him. I felt a bit bad getting him even more mixed up in Tenjiku business. He was beyond talented when it came to handling a vehicle. I couldn’t just look past the kids' talent.

“Kid!! You about ready?” I shouted and laughed at the state he was in. He grumbles as he makes his way back over.

“I mean you dragged me out here. We could (hic up) stay if you want.” I had to steady him as he fell forward. His long hair had started to fall down into his face. His eyes had begun to glaze over and his cheeks were flushed due to his intoxicated state. He was really pretty… the thought entered my mind and I shook my head. I took hold of his shoulder aggressively and he whined. My chest felt tight when I heard it.

“I don’t think you could handle it.” I laughed trying to distract myself from this strange feeling. “Come on time to take you home!” Just as I was about to help him walk out, Sanzu intervened.

“Hanma! When did you become such a prude! Stay! Y/N won’t you spend some time with me?” Sanzu’s voice held a tone of seduction that I did not appreciate. A strange rage started to emerge from the surface.

“He is mine! Back off Sanzu…” I growled and Y/N giggled. “What’s so funny?” I ask, annoyed. Y/N looks up with a smirk and I let go pushing away from him. “Fuck it if you want to stay fucking stay. But you better be ready when I call you.”

“No Hanma! I’m sorry! I’m ready!” Y/N still looks way too amused for my liking but I feel myself calming down. I go to steady him once again and Y/N waves stupidly at everyone as we leave. I had sobered up after a while so I easily opened the door and set him into the passenger seat.

I get into the car and begin to pull out of the parking lot. I try my best to focus on the road. “It’s like you were jealous back there!” The dumb kid says giggling. I clench my jaw, not sure why the statement pissed me off so much.

“I am your handler, dumbass. I have to look out for you.” I say trying to also convince myself. I had never been attracted to men before but everytime I look over at him I want to touch him. What the hell is wrong with me? The rest of the drive was quiet.

I pull into his driveway and once again help him out of the car. “Thank you handler!” Y/N says with sarcasm and I sigh. “Ooo my keys are in my front pocket!” I lean over and try not to let the closeness of our bodies bother me. I reach into his front pocket quickly and then nervously fumble with the lock. “Hanma! I thought I was the drunk one!” Y/N laughs and I lose a bit of control.

I push open the door and slam it closed. I also in the process push him against the frame blocking him in with my body. My hand easily reaches around his throat. “Kid I joke with you but you will show me respect. I am an executive after all.”

“Hanma…” His voice was a bit raspy and his eyes rolled back from my hold on his neck. My cock twitched from the image. I pressed my fingers harder cutting off his air flow and groaned when he moaned breathlessly. Shit… shit… shit… “Please…” Y/N gasped for breath, his nails digging into my forearm. “I’m sorry…”

I step back and run my fingers through my hair in an attempt to regain my composure. “Your home. Get some rest and I will see you tomorrow.” I push past him in a rush not wanting to confront these desires I had just experienced. Y/N gives me a confused glance but nods. “God you do have a pretty face…” I grumble as I practically run out the door.

Random Suguru Smut One Shot

Reader discovers their switch trait-Dominant Reader

“Baby…” His low voice had an unfamiliar whine to it, “Look at me.” You scoff and walk away. Heading to the small bar near the kitchen. You hear him follow on your heels. You watch him reach out but pull away, cautiously.

You grab a glass and the clink of the ice was the only sound heard. The tension was heavy throughout the room. You grab the bottle of whiskey and pour. Taking your time you lift the drink to your lips and sigh.

“Please…” The begging man was now lowering himself to you. His large frame is less intimidating as he kneels. “It’s not what you think.”

“Suguru…” You glare down at him, authority clear in your tone. Those dark eyes lower, a pretty pout on his lips. “You know I always take your shit. I never get mad or upset. Let me be upset.”

He nods solemnly and you lift his chin with your finger, your manicured nail digging into his flesh just a bit. He hisses and his jaw clenches. “Yes baby… But…”

You squeeze and he winces. “What Suguru? What the hell kind of excuse do I get now?” You lean down your lips inches from his. “You reek of alcohol and forget about our plans.” You take a longer sip shaking your head in disappointment.

Suguru doesn’t speak again, letting you scowl at him. You let out an exasperated groan and release your hold. “I always have to look for the redeemable qualities in everyone I meet!” You cackle and finish off your drink, you slam the glass back down on the bar.

“Did you have a good time?” You ask, crossing your arms. Suguru lets out a breath he was holding. “We’ll speak…” You order frustration building.

“No, it was business related. You know how Satoru is.” Suguru says this time taking hold of your wrist. “He doesn’t know how to not mix business and casual. I should have warned you.”

You roll your eyes. “I sat at the restaurant for over an hour. I texted and called but it went straight to voicemail. Maybe if this was the first time but Suguru it’s not.” Your voice does shake a bit as your emotions begin to surface. You yank back your arm from his grip.

“I know… fuck baby I know…” Suguru looks defeated. But you refuse to give him any reprieve. You were back to refusing to speak and you could tell it was killing him. “Just smack me… I deserve it…” You clench your fist tightly, you feel anger bubbling to the surface. “I’ll take any punishment.”

You glare into those dark eyes seething, the soft vulnerability in his gaze was hard to ignore. The soft sad expression was so desperate for forgiveness. Your anger sizzled out but another dark impulse replaced it.

“You want me to punish you…” You say a sadistic smirk spread across your face. Your hand wraps around his throat and his eyes widen. “Put your hands on the ground, all fours like the dog you are.” You whisper harshly and feel him swallow, a soft whimper escapes his lips.

Your stomach flutters at the image before you as he crawls to the position requested. This man who was always so confident and arrogant now looks up at you waiting for your command. Willing to do anything for your forgiveness. Groveling at your feet. He was the one always in control but look at him right now. Something clicks in your brain, like a switch.

“Please…” he pleads and you frown. You step on his fingers and he practically snarls. He does not get defensive, he merely looks at you, what an expression it was. You see his brow scrunches in pain but he licks his bottom lip seductively. “I’ll do anything. You can do anything. Just don’t leave…”

You tilt your body forward grabbing a fistful of long black hair and pull his head back. Suguru groans, his eyes rolling back. “How pathetic…” You watch as a dark look shadows his features but he bites his cheek to cause it to disappear. “You should make yourself useful. Prove to me why I shouldn’t walk out that door right now.”

“What do I need to do… I’ll do it.” Suguru says without any regret. You stand up straight and look down at him with a sneer.

“Stay.” You order as you walk towards the dining room table. You move the chair away and casually jump up on the table's surface. You glance over, still on all fours he waits for your next command. Your stomach flutters at the sight. “Crawl to me then. Tell me you're sorry like you mean it.”

Those dark eyes lower, he looks a bit too pleased as he tries not to smile. He crawls over trying his best to conceal his excitement. As he reaches you, there is no way to avoid seeing his imprint struggling against his dress pants. You lift your foot and add pressure to the bulge, the groan that escapes his lips is heavenly.

“I’m sorry Y/N. I am a horrible boyfriend. The worst. You deserve better….” He begins speaking, his low voice tinged with emotion. “I take you for granted.” You nod along and he lets out a breath. “But when we are together. You are my calm. You are my peace. You make getting up in the morning worth it.”

“How sweet…” you mutter with an eye roll. “Then why do you keep me waiting? Why am I always the one to worry? What if I stayed out late and returned home smelling like a brewery. Then my excuse is the meeting ran late. What images pop into that little brain of yours?”

His gaze darkens and you get a glimpse of his possessive streak. You laugh knowing exactly what he was thinking. “Do you imagine another man… hmm maybe Gojo… he is pretty…” You know you were being cruel by the way he clenches his jaw.

“I’d fucking kill him…” Suguru growls unprompted and you slap him across the face. He looks up at you surprised. You were always so gentle and took him so well, so obedient. He practically bites his tongue to keep his instinct to stand up, pin you down, and kiss you breathless. Touch you so that you admit your his.

“That’s your bestie though. How could you say such a thing?” You say in mock shock, you enjoy him fighting so hard against himself. “I forget why I put up with you. Why don’t you remind me?” You remove your skirt and panties kicking them to the side, he watches them fall to the ground. Then you spread your legs as he turns back to face you. “Show me what you're good for…”

You watch as his anger quickly fizzles to hunger. He slowly moves forward, pausing to lean back. You watch as he takes off the ponytail holder he always wears as a bracelet. You suck on your lower lip, always enjoying the moment where his large arms raise to pull his long black hair into a half bun. Those dark eyes never leave your own.

Your body no matter what you two were doing would react to the image, instantly reminiscing the memories you had when you were alone.

“So pretty…” You coo, seeing him now moving to kneel again between your legs. You pat his head affectionately, you could tell he was itching to devour you whole but his expression softens. He looks up at you almost lovesick. You lift your thighs to rest on his broad shoulders.

“Make me cum and I’ll think about forgiving you.” You whisper aggressively. You did not realize how turned on you would be being the one ordering Suguru around. The sound of your arousal when his thumb slowly begins to circle your clit was clear proof.

“So wet already…” Suguru groans, shoving his long finger inside, gliding against your slick walls. Slowly thrusting a few times, you bite your cheek attempting to keep your moans at bay. A deep groan manages to escape as he removes his fingers completely with a grin. You watch as he sucks your juices from the digits.

“Fuck… your practically gushing for me already…” His deep voice suddenly became a bit too confident again. You squeeze his neck with your large thighs and he looks at you mischievously.

“Stop fucking teasing me. Use your damn tongue and make me cum asshole.” You hiss with a cold glare and you feel him swallow.

“Yes ma’am…” He mutters, his dark eyes now lowing. He licks his canine and takes hold of your hips, pulling you forward. Without any more hesitation, you feel him begin to suck your clit greedily. Your back arching at the sweet pleasure.

His tongue now moves in persistent circles and you grab onto his arm, nails digging into the flesh. You let out a shaky breath, still holding back your cries, stubbornly. You hear him chuckle as his tongue drags across your folds.

You scowl and fight the slow haze of your mind. Your fingers grip roughly into his hair and your thighs tighten around him even more. You ride his tongue almost angrily, fueled by his laughter. You hear him gasp for air but a sexy whimper is heard right after.

He meets your pace and you finally moan loudly as his tongue is buried in your cunt. You feel his body tense up and muscles strain as he thrust with your movements. “That’s it… mmm…” You grind against his face lost in the sensation.

“You’re so good at this… being a filthy whore for me.” You shout your head falling back as you feel yourself reaching your peak. Suguru groans against you and the vibration is enough to send your mind into a blank state. He struggles a bit to reach up and stimulate your clit with the vice grip around his neck. You feel him rutting his own hips against nothing. Your legs begin to quiver and you cry out, “cumming… that’s a good boy…”

Your legs fall limp and you call out his name as he laps up the mix of your cum and slick. When you glance down he looks so possessed, his cheeks flushed as he pants for breath. Those dark pupils dilated with pure lust. “Give me another sweetheart…” He growls and you push him away, your foot on his chest. “Please…” Suguru begs, a cute pout on his lips.

“I’m satisfied.” You sit up and stretch your body, you feel his gaze take it in. “Finish yourself off. Sleep on the couch.” You say hopping down from the table. You know if he joined you in bed you would give onto his pleas.

“Baby…” Suguru calls out again and takes hold of your wrist. You glare back at him and he looks away. “Okay…” He says and you turn back. You cup his face and kiss him sweetly. You watch as his hand twitches craving to grab onto you.

“Night Suguru.” You whisper against his lips and he sighs.

“Tell me you still love me… at least give me that…” Suguru looks a bit defeated and you kiss him again.

“I love you very much. No one else has even ever crossed my mind.” You say gently and he gives you a bright smile nodding.

Any Given Sunday

Lucky Charm-Chapter One

Summary: Toji Fushiguro always spent time at the horse racing track. Looking to make money fast. Most of the time he was disappointed. But today he finally wins a race and that race leads him to you. Is his luck finally turning around?

Toji X Reader

Mature Content

Toji Fushiguro is convinced his shitty luck is finally turning around. He walks tall down the open space of the horse track whistling to himself. He just won big on a random pick and was on his way to collect.

He felt numerous eyes dart in his direction. He could sense it was an amalgam of emotions; fear, envy, lust, and curiosity. No matter where he went he knew attention would find him.

Toji looked towards where he felt an intense gaze. The moment his deep green eyes met theirs the stranger cowers away. He smirks in amusement and continues to move forward towards the betting window.

He towers over the window and finds a new face. “Haven’t seen you before.” He states as he assesses the woman standing before him. He watches as she finishes typing a text with a sigh. She then looks up with a deadpan expression. Dark circles were visible under her eyes.

“You may have a problem if you know every person who works here…” She responds in a soporific tone. Toji is taken back by the lack of response by his presence. Her words did not register at first but then he chuckles deeply.

“I have a lot of problems. But hopin today that changes sweetheart.” He ups his charm leaning against the counter, his biceps now bulging under his tight black tee. He pushes his winning ticket towards her.

He sees her eyebrow twitch in vexation the moment he utters a nickname. Just for a second then her mask returns. She does not say anything as she takes the ticket from his hand.

He watches her scan the paper, the sound of the register opening was euphoric in a way. Her cute manicured nails quickly count out the bills. “Congratulations…” She mumbles, handing over the large stack of cash.

Now he is utterly flabbergasted by her. The lack of any sort of reply even a refutation began to irritate him. “How is it being around money all day and having to work at a place like this?” Toji knows he is being an asshole now, desperate to get a rise from her.

“It’s wonderful. I love it.” She retorts dispassionately. A strange tension forms in his chest. He felt almost desperate to see any form of emotion from this random woman. He realizes he should move on sensing a line beginning to form. “Is that all sir?”

Something about her made him even more stubborn. “Well I’m not sure who to take for the next race. You got a favorite name you like, princess?” There it was again that small flutter of her brow, for just a millisecond.

“Number seven.” That is all she says. He smirks with confidence but it falters when his eyes meet her dead gaze; fed up with the world staring straight into his very being.

“Seven to win for five hundred then doll.” He watches as the moment he says doll she pushes the keys on her keyboard a bit rougher. He hums in amusement to himself.

She prints off a new ticket and holds it up. Toji makes sure his fingers linger on hers as they make the exchange but she does not fumble. He straightens back up and begins to turn away. A foreign sense of defeat fills him.

“Good luck…” that same monotone voice, he wonders if it will haunt him in his sleep tonight. He waves her off and begins to go back to his box seat to watch the race.

After ten minutes the horses are loaded into the gate. Toji knew he probably just wasted five hundred of his earnings because of his pride. He pulls out his phone, ignoring the bell releasing as it rings loudly across the stadium and the sound of hooves against dirt.

“Number seven is in a large lead as they reach the final turn! Amazing! This was a long shot!” The announcers yelled excitedly and Toji perks up in surprise. He sits up seeing his pick just as it dashes across the finish line with no contest in sight.

“Fucking hell…” He mutters in disbelief staring at his winning ticket. Out of curiosity he glances at the racing schedule. The name of the number seven horse in bold; Any Given Sunday. He smiles to himself and laughs as he sees most of the people around him throw their losing tickets on the ground in anger.

Still in a state of shock he returns to the same betting window ready to praise the bizarre woman. The person now sitting there is a regular staff member he recognizes instantly. The moment she sees him she twirls a lock of blonde hair around her finger, eying him seductively.

“Toji…” She practically purrs and he feels a sense of disappointment. “You never called.” She pouts, pursuing her lips in mock sadness.

“Where is the woman that was just work’n here?” He asks, ignoring her advances. He cranes his neck in an attempt to find her.

“She took her break. She usually likes to go to the paddock to watch the horses. So weird…” The blonde rolls her eyes. Toji agreed the previous woman was a bit odd but hearing someone else say it angered him for some reason.

Without conversing anymore he hands over his ticket. The blonde's eyes widened. “Holy shit Toji.” She says as she keys in the information.

“Yeah yeah just give me my money.” His patience has run out. He looks around to find where the paddock is.

“Grumpy…” The blonde says and then hands him the money. “It’s straight and to the right.” Toji nods and makes his way to find her. Pushing past others his mind focuses on finding her.

As he nears the location he freezes. There she was leaning against the railing. A faint smile ghosted her lips as she observed the thoroughbreds walking the circle. A look of calm reminiscent in her features, she looks beautiful. He swallows heavily and snaps himself into the present.

Toji approaches carefully not wanting to startle her. “Hey Su..” He begins to call her sugar but she holds up her hand to silence him. She points to her name tag without looking in his direction. “Y/N.”

“That’s my name.” She says nonchalantly and finally swivels to face him. “It’s my break. Can’t help you.” Toji grins enamored by her behavior.

“I actually just wanted to thank you. You helped me win big back there. Was it really just luck?” He watches her lean against the railing once more. She sighs as if his presence exhausts her. Toji moves beside her bending over to force her to look at him.

“Betting is always rooted in luck. Statistics and knowing the history of the horse helps you a bit.” She shrugs as she maintains perfect eye contact. He almost felt nervous around her. Second guessing his usual confidence.

“How so?” He asks now, curious. Again that flat expression, yet the way her body slumped he could sense how tired she was.

“That particular horse is a rookie. On a regular track I probably would not have picked him to win. But today's track is a bit messy. The two races he was in previously were the same and he won easily. Also the length of the track...” She explains but then notices his lost expression she trails off. “I also really like the name.”

Toji burst out laughing, deep and loud. Half of that went over his head. When she mentioned the name he could not help himself. “Why the name?” He manages to ask.

“My grandpa always took me to this track when I was younger. Everytime I wanted to bet on a long shot he would smile at me and say any given Sunday.” There it was again the phantom smile and far away look. He wanted to know more about her.

“Can I take you to dinner? As a thanks of course.” Toji asks, surprising himself at the urgency. She looks unfazed by the offer. His heart sank when the small grin she was wearing vanished.

“It’s no big deal. Save your money. I actually have to work somewhere else after this.” Toji looks away, unable to keep looking at her. He now felt how rejection could sting. Yet he understood her reasoning.

As he studied her weary posture he felt a need to help. “Wait here for a second.” She looks him over as if assessing the danger but nods.

“I’ve got twenty more minutes on my break. I’ll be here.” She responds and he quickly scans his surroundings. He spots a concession stand and darts towards it.

He feels the familiar looks in his direction but he could care less as he glances at his watch in line.

Finally he reaches the counter and a nervous teen takes his order. “Hot dog and bottled water.” He says harshly and a shaky hand takes his money. “Don’t got all day kid.” The teen picks up their pace and gathers the items quickly handing them over.

Without any more acknowledgement he makes his way back towards her. She is still in the same spot but the small smile was lost. He frowns as he approaches. “You gotta eat dol… Y/N.” He corrects himself, holding out the refreshments towards her.

“I told you to save your money.” She says dryly crossing her arms. Toji takes a breath to quell the bit of anger that surfaces.

“This may have broken my wallet yesterday but thanks to you I’ll be ok. So please…” Toji hates the way his voice cracks a bit. She slowly reaches out and takes the offering.

“Alright then. Thank you.” She walks a few steps away and sits on a bench. She looks up at him expectantly and he gladly sits beside her. Due to his large build their legs brushed, he felt a bit giddy from the contact.

“So any picks for the next race?” Toji asks to fill the silence. He turns just as her lips wrap around the hot dog and scolds his body as it reacts. He is long past puberty yet this woman is intriguing.

“Mmm yeah but it’s not just one horse that could win this one.” She covers her mouth with her hand as she finishes her bite. She takes a long sip of water and his jaw clenches at the imagery that invades his mind. “You’ll want to do a trifecta box this time.”

Distracted by his filthy thoughts, of what those full lips would feel like he doesn’t quite catch what she says. “Tri whata?”

She looks at him like he was a complete idiot. She quickly finishes the hot dog and sighs. “Trifecta box for six, one, and five.”

“Explain this to me like I’m five.” He laughs and notices a bit of ketchup on the corner of her mouth. He lifts his hand and she flinches. “It’s alright. Just got a bit of a mess here.” His voice was low yet calm as he swipes it with his thumb. Without thinking he licks it off his finger.

“Next time just hand me a napkin.” She mumbles and he notices her eyes darting around unable to make eye contact.

“Trifecta what now?” Toji asks again and it seems to settle her down. That look returns and she grumbles to herself looking at the time on her phone.

“Trifecta is where you pick the first, second, and third place horses. When you box them then they can finish the race in any order. All three of those horses have a chance of winning.” She blurts out and he nods his head now comprehending.

“I’ll do that.” He adds smiling down at her. “Hey, will you be here every weekend this season?”

“Why? So you can harass me?” She scowls, causing Toji to chuckle. He clicks his teeth at her.

“You're my good luck charm.” He says seductively and she grimaces. She pushes herself off the bench to create distance. “I’m sorry!! But seriously! You're like a racing genius. I need you.”

“Yes I’ll be here.” He watches as she stretches a bit. Again her posture looks ragged and worn. But Toji could not help but appreciate her curves.

“Great!” He shouts and she looks at him as if he has three heads. “Well it’s a pleasure meeting you Y/N. I hope we get to know each other a bit better.” He holds out his hand for her to shake.

She eyes it cautiously but eventually places her hands in his, he notices how small it felt. But when she returned the shake it was firm and strong. “It’s Toji by the way.”

“Alright.” She says, unruffled by his existence. Toji was fascinated and he could not explain why. “But keep those nicknames to yourself or I won’t give you any more tips.”

Toji finds himself cackling once again. He couldn’t remember the last time he had done so seriously. “Deal. Speaking of tips…” Toji pulls out a large stack of hundreds and she steps away.

“No, that's ok.” She announces nervously. Toji growls at her defiance. Moving towards her and she backs away.

“I’m not gonna hurt ya Y/N. Please you earned this.” Toji lowers his stance to appear less intimidating. She eyes him suspiciously. “Please…” again this woman has him begging.

She reaches out her hand and accepts the money. “Just this once. No more.” She actually points her finger at him as if to scold him. This woman was an enigma.

Toji holds up his arms in surrender with an amused grin. She turns away and begins walking back to her station. He can’t help but stare at her ass as she goes. “Damn…” He mutters under his breath. He knows that he will bring her nothing but trouble, yet he can’t help himself. “It’s her fault for peak’n my curiosity…”

Toji sits back down on the bench. A stupid wide grin on his face as he goes over their interaction. Maybe this year is going to turn around for him.

Any Given Sunday

Red Flags- Chapter two

Regular POV

“Y/N!!” You cringe as a group of coworkers shout out your name and run towards you; as you rest in the staff break room. “Toji is here asking for you again.” You take out your headphones and take in an exhausted breath.

Strangely enough you were getting used to the giant man that accosted you every weekend. You were not a fan of the attention he brought with him.

The group gathers around you giggling. “I never thought Toji would get pussy whipped. What did you do to him Y/N?” One of the women asks bluntly. “Yeah what’s your secret?” Another question and you hold in a groan.

“It’s not like that.” You respond flatly without acknowledgement. One of them sits beside you with a raised eyebrow. You lean back as she studies you. “What?”

“Maybe he likes the tired eyes?” The woman says to the others, ignoring your existence. You try your best to maintain your usual stoic demeanor but their chatting is grating.

“Toji is so fucking hot.” The group says in unison and you were almost impressed by the hive mind. You glance at the clock, begging it to move a bit faster.

“Ladies!!! No one is hotter than me right…” A familiar chipper voice announces and you look up. The women’s focus quickly shifts and they crowd around him. You let out a relieved sigh.

Satoru Gojo is a part of the catering staff. You always found that a bit odd. He wore a high end Rolex and his attire was always perfect. You convinced yourself he was charading as a regular employee. But he was really just on an extended version of Undercover Boss.

You were thankful at this moment for his interruption; though you would never express that. You put your headphones back in and wait out the fifteen more minutes until you have to clock in.

After a while you get up and place your bag into a locker. “You working at the bar later?” The tall lanky Satoru asks as you begin walking towards the computer to punch in.

He was always way too excited to be here. His extroverted personality a bit overwhelming. But he was the one person you tolerated conversation with. Mostly because you felt like you owed him. His boyfriend ran the bar you currently worked at after this job. Ultimately getting you the position.

“Yeah like always.” You say as he follows you out the door. His long arm reaches around your shoulder and you tense. “Must you always hang off of everyone.” You mutter making him grin.

“You're never any fun Y/N.” Satoru pouts as you try to brush him away. Eventually you give up and he clings onto you as you make your way to your station. “Ooo look at his face.” Satoru leans close to whisper into your ear.

You look up in confusion and see Toji, a new constant figure in your mundane life, resting against the steel bars of your window. “You sure you aren’t fucking?” Satoru asks and you dig your nails into your palm.

Those piercing green eyes were now glaring daggers at Satoru. Toji’s jaw clenched and you wanted to disappear. “It’s not like that.” You say once again.

“Mmhmm.” Satoru chuckles, finally releasing you. “See you at the bar later Y/N!!” He makes sure to shout loud enough for Toji to hear as he skips away.

You begrudgingly make your way behind the counter. You could feel Toji’s gaze following you the whole way. “Mornin Y/N…” That deep gravelly voice sounds tenser than usual.

“Yeah I guess.” You reply curtly and open your top drawer. You slide over the racing program to him. You open the booklet to the first race. “I’ve made notes for you. Even someone like you should be able to understand.” You explain and he cocks his eyebrow and frowns down at you.

“But I want to hear them from you personally.” He retorts, sounding aggravated. You glance at him, he looks like he is biting his cheek.

You stand taller and your voice remains steady, “You draw too much attention. I don’t like it.” Toji’s eyes widen and then a mischievous smirk replaces his sullen expression.

“I can’t help that people are attracted to me.” You stare at him blankly and he chuckles. “Don’t abandon me Y/N. I need you.” He leans forward and you move back crossing your arms. Toji pouts in an attempt to appear heartbroken.

“This is my job. I should not be chatting it up with anyone. I don’t need any trouble.” You make a point to glance behind him, a line is beginning to form. A man behind Toji huffs in annoyance.

Toji turns to face the aggravated customer; with one scowl in his direction the man shudders and quickly corrects his attitude. “See no problem!” He faces you again with a wide smile.

You know this man is dangerous yet he has not given you any reason personally to be afraid or anxious. In fact he was always kind to you. Making sure you ate while on your break. Telling you that you needed rest.

“My coworkers have noticed you are always around me. It is becoming a bit of a nuisance.” You mumble as you go ahead and prepare his first ticket based on your own suggestions.

“What is wrong with that? Why do they care? Was it that tall stupid looking guy?” Toji’s expression shifts into something predatory. All niceties fade completely.

You lift your arm and wave the paper in front of his face. “No, mostly the opposite sex.” Toji quickly recovers from whatever dark thoughts he was having and the clever smirk reappears.

“They have good taste.” Toji laughs, and you were now concerned by how fast his mood could flip. You sigh as he takes the ticket from your hand. You scold yourself for becoming too friendly with this man.

“I don’t like it.” You repeat and Toji clicks his teeth at you. “Good luck.” You say trying to move him along.

“I thought you have to work after this shift. What was he talking about going to a bar?” Toji asks, you could sense aggravation in his body language.

“I work at a bar.” You answer figuring it was easier just to tell him then fight about it. Toji chuckles looking at you in disbelief. You were not sure what type of bar he was imagining. “It’s just a sports bar. I am a bar back and I wash the dishes.”

“How many jobs do you have?” Toji looks almost concerned. You see your line growing and feel a bit frustrated.

“Three. Toji…” you mutter his name hoping he would leave you alone for a bit. You notice he freezes the moment you call out his name.

“What is the bar called?” He bends closer, refusing your silent request. You chew on your bottom lip in habit. “Tell me and I won’t bug ya the rest of your shift.”

You take in a sharp breath. The idea of avoiding rumors about you both is appealing. “The Cult.” You say and he nods.

“I’ll leave ya be today. Don’t miss me too much.” Toji begins to walk away, not looking back. You mutter a curse under your breath and try to center your thoughts. Greeting the now nervous man that was next in line.

Toji kept true to his words. The rest of your shift at the race track he was nowhere to be found. You did not miss him. Though a part of you had begun enjoying giving him your racing insight. You appreciated that he took you seriously.

After you got off one job you made your way to your next one. The Cult was close to the track. It was known by mostly locals therefore there was always a mix of regulars each weekend. Full of people not wanting to watch the games alone at home.

You walk through the door and spot Suguru Geto behind the bar. He gives you a nod and you return it. Satoru was already seated at a barstool sipping on an extravagant non alcoholic cocktail. You learned he was not a fan of liquor but loved anything sweet.

Satoru smiles at you then looks over his shoulder. You follow those blue eyes to a corner booth and groan. You're met by those menacing green eyes, Toji waves inconspicuously. “Shift starts in twenty!” You hear Suguru shout behind you. You ignore his warning, walking towards the giant.

“Really…” You mutter and take a seat across from him. You're greeted by a deep laugh and a wink. You rub your temples feeling a headache coming on. What you wouldn’t give to lay down somewhere and sleep.

“Your hard to hang out with Y/N. Got to find time when I can. I see no other coworkers are here.” He explains his sudden appearance. He was not wrong, Satoru is the only one who frequents this place.

“Should I be worried about you?” You ask leaning on your elbows and watching him closely. Toji crosses those large arms and smiles feigning innocence.

“I’m harmless…” Toji says not too convincingly. Those green eyes look over at Satoru. “To you at least.” You sigh and lean your head back, closing your tired eyes.

“I need to clock in. Behave.” You mutter stretching a bit before standing up. Toji laughs, the sound now familiar to you.

“Yes ma’am. Be on my best behavior just for you.” Toji tries to sound comforting but you still feel anxious. You nod and walk away.

You move behind the bar and head to the small break room. As you were placing your bag away Suguru entered. “Y/N is that guy going to be an issue?”

“He should be fine. If he doesn't kick him out.” You say matter of factly. Suguru frowns as you clock in.

“Satoru keeps telling me you need this. You know how he is. But if you are being harassed you let me know.” Suguru’s voice is laced with concern. You pat his wide shoulder to reassure him.

“I can handle myself, Suguru.” You say with confidence. He nods but those dark eyes still hold worry. You sigh and give him a thumbs up causing him to grin.

“Alright alright.” The serious man concedes and you follow him out. He gives you instructions on what needs to be done and you begin to work.

Some time during the night Toji had shifted from the booth to the bar. Surprisingly you caught him talking to both Satoru and Suguru casually. Occasionally you felt them look over at you. You really had no interest in what they were saying.

Instead you were now currently pulling out your cellphone to check your betting apps. As the NBA player Cade Cunningham scores a three you can’t help but pump your arm in celebration.

“That was adorable…” a raspy voice interrupts your silent cheer. “What was that about?” You collect some empty glasses and ignore the heat from your embarrassment.

“Nothing.” You say under your breath. You see the player score again and try your best to keep your enthusiasm from showing.

“This is the most expressive you have ever been. Do I have to beg again?” Toji lifts the glass to his lips, that sly grin stays even as he sips the dark liquid.

“I have a parlay on this game.” You say setting the tray of glasses to the side of the counter. Toji’s eyes widen and you hate that you peak his curiosity.

“You are a degenerate.” Toji teases and you huff. “I see you partake in all kinds of sports betting. Going to share your secrets?”

You shake your head, “Too tired. Don’t feel like explaining.” You grab the empty beer bottles on the opposite end of the bar and add them to your pile.

“Fair enough.” Toji does not push the matter and you were grateful. “Who am I rooting for?” He asks, glancing at the large tv on the wall.

“I don’t ever need a team to win. I don’t bet money lines, just individual stats.” You say checking your progress once again. You startled when a hand pats your head.

“Running low Y/N.” Suguru announces and you put your phone away. You pick up the full tray and move towards the kitchen.

Later in the night you stand behind the bar, Toji still sitting close to you, your name is called towards the front. You nod acknowledging the familiar face. “You are a fucking genius!” Lori Utahime brightly smiles at you. “Your night cap is on me tonight!”

She rushes towards you excitedly, “Every line hit!!” Utahime says not taking a breath, shoving her phone in your face.

“I’m happy it worked out.” You said hoping she would calm down a bit. Toji clears his throat and Utihime looks over at him confused.

“Who is this? Is he bothering you Y/N? Suguru!! A strange man is harassing our Y/N!” She scowls at Toji and you smack your forehead.

“Ooo our Y/N…” Toji says in a hushed tone, raising his eyebrows up and down suggestively. You try not to glare at him.

“It's ok Utahime.” You say hoping to dispel her concern. This seems to make matters worse. Utahime moves directly beside him.

“What are your intentions?” She sounds accusatory but Toji is unfazed. Those green eyes scan you up and down. Utahime scoffs in offense. “If you even touch…”

“Utahime!” You shout and both of them jump from your sudden outburst. You grit your teeth, for the third time today you had to explain your relationship to this man.

“There are no intentions. I help him with his bets. Ok?” You emphasize the question by your tone. Utahime, still stunned by your reaction, just nods. Toji’s eyes are wide in surprise.

“No fun…” Satoru purrs ruffling Utahime’s hair. She growls at him and pushes him away. You point at him in warning and he feigns fear.

Things quiet down at some point. You were thankful. “Closing in 20!” Suguru shouts over the sounds of the bar. The customers groan but agree.

You were showing Toji your winnings and Utahime is glaring at him. She refused to leave you alone with him.

“Why do you work so much Y/N?” Toji blurts out randomly. You pull your phone away and become silent.

“None of your business.” Utahime snaps, crossing her arms. Suguru walks over and places a glass of whiskey next to you. You thank him and take a deep sip.

Toji is more perceptive than you give him credit for. He sees your discomfort and does not pry. “So do you ever bet on fights?” He pivots his questioning. Utahime nods in approval and walks a way towards Saturo and Suguru.

“Like UFC and boxing?” You ask, your heart settling down after your mind traveled to an unwanted place. He nods and you take another sip relishing the warmth.

“I respect fighters. Muhammad Ali was not just an athlete but an activist. But the sport itself is hard for me to watch. So I don’t.” You say matter of factly and Toji looks to be in his own world as you speak.

“Do you enjoy it?” That far away gaze makes you curious about him for the first time. It seemed the topic was almost personal.

Toji does not answer right away. His expression is melancholy then morphs into something fervent. “I love it.” The way he says love, it’s almost as if the sport was a long lost lover.

You suddenly felt uncomfortable. He looks raw and vulnerable at this moment. Your mouth gapes open to speak but nothing follows. This strange urge to reassure him, your past people pleaser ways sneaking up on you.

“Get your asses out! You don’t have to go home but you can’t stay in my bar!” Suguru announces to us and this quickly snaps Toji to the present. Toji grins widely and you sense he is back to his usual arrogant self.

“Let me grab my bag.” You tell everyone and run to the back. No one is there when you return. You take the time to look around.

This place is older, the smell of Alcohol and age is strong. Memorabilia hung from every free space along the wall. Even awards from Suguru, Satoru, and Utahime from their college days. You smile as you pass a picture of the three of them. You never experienced this yourself and wondered what it would be like to have friends like this.

“Y/N!” Suguru shouts from the door and you shake your head. You move towards the front and out the door where everyone stood.

Suguru smiles at you kindly as you pass him. “Big fella make sure our Y/N gets home safe.” Satoru coos to Toji who is also standing with them. “But don’t you dare try anything funny!” Utihame threatens, sneering up at the large man.

You feel a warmth travel through your body again, you chalk it up to the whiskey. “See you Friday.” Suguru leans and whispers into your ear and you nod. “He is not that bad of a guy.” You look at Suguru and he just shrugs.

Utahime gives you a hug and of course Satoru notices and joins in seconds later. You awkwardly hug them back. And you say your goodbyes.

As the three friends get in their cars and drive away, Toji remains by your side. “Can you stay out a bit later? Walk with me?” Toji asks and a part of you doesn’t hate the idea. You do enjoy your conversations most of the time.

Yet you needed to get home. “It’s not that I don’t want to but I have someone waiting for me. It would be selfish.” Toji becomes uneasy and shifts his footing. “You wanted to know why I work so much?”

He nods his expression now attentive and serious. You sigh, “I got a divorce a year ago. We were together for a while. I had never lived truly on my own. It’s expensive.”

You were haunted by your past. You tried your best not to think about it. The way Toji looked defeated when you said someone was waiting for you made you feel something other than numb.

The atmosphere is now a bit tense. You could not look up at Toji. You felt like a failure in life. You fall back on an old habit. “I’m the worst. But I have a mouth to feed so I can’t give up!” You mock a laugh.

You are met with complete silence. You nervously glance over and he is completely still. You recognized the look in those green eyes. He must be haunted by his own memories. Something you said triggered him to forget where he was. You felt a kinship of brokenness.

“Toji…” You step closer to him and place your hand on his shoulder. He was startled by your touch and you swear he was trembling.

“At least let me make sure you get home safe. I promised Satoru.” His voice was low as if still trapped in his mind. You shove him and he catches himself eyes wide.

“I’ve been doing this for a while. I’ll be ok.” You deny his request and you were glad to hear his chuckle. You both begin to walk to your cars.

“Holy shit…” you mumble as you see his vehicle in the parking lot. The steel frame is dented and the paint chipping. It needed some tlc. But the old Challenger was a diamond in the rough.

Toji looks amused by your response. “You like her?” He asks with a bright smile. You nod enthusiastically. You walk up and caress the hood. “Don’t make me jealous of my own car Y/N.”

You turn and smile up at him then turn away to admire the classic beast. “I really need to get home.” You mutter sadly.

“Maybe I can take you for a ride one of these days?” Toji sounds more confident now. You nod and a yawn escapes your lips. “Get home. Get some rest.”

“Alright…” you say, your eyes feeling a bit heavy. He holds out his phone and you raise your eyebrow questiongly.

“Just text me you made it home safe. So Satoru doesn’t kill me.” Toji laughs and you agree. Both of you wave and get into your cars. The moment he starts the muscle car the engine roars to life, a slight shiver runs down your spine.

You turn on your radio to blast it to stay awake and take a deep breath. Tonight was different from most. You felt like maybe you weren’t all alone anymore. It felt weird knowing people cared for you. You grin to yourself as you make your way home for the night.