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I SAW U SAID MIKEY BRAIN ROT IS BACK….

So how about yandere kantou mikey w a reader who runs a flower shop? :3 perhaps smut maybe so…if you feel like it…..

When you met Mikey, you knew who he was, you would've been stupid if you didn't. But you didn't expect too bump into him outside the flower shop, that you had owned, passes down in a family business. You had bumped into him and fallin' on your ass, flowers spreading around you, some getting in your hair as you looked up at him. He had been awestruck in all honesty the first time he saw you, you looked a little angel to him. Wide eyes looking up at him while you pout, he became hooked that very moment. Visiting you everyday after that, pushing away trouble, even though, he was the epitome of it. He hasn't missed a day, always chatting you up at work. When Mikey had asked you too be his, you told him no at first. You weren't stupid you understood the dangers of being in a gang, muchless being the bosses girlfriend. Other gangs would try and kill you just by association. When you explained your worries after he had repeatedly asked you out, he laughed in your face but then he quickly turned serious and grabbed your hands. Repeating the promise that he would protect you with his life, and he held true to that promise since that very day. He's very rarely not by your side and when he isn't, again very rarely, he leaves his only most trusted men with you, ready to die for you, as ordered by Manjiro Sano himself. The first time Mikey had kissed you it had also turned into your first time, it was when you were closing shop. He had come in as your shift ended and had planned too take you home but, you still needed too get a few things done before you left. It wasn't planned for, it was more on impulse and it was sloppy, but... a cute kind of sloppy, his hands were all over you. Pulling at your shirt only top then just shove his hands under it. He wasn't the most coordinated, going off that you assumed he wasn't the most experienced either. But that wasn't really a problem for you since you were barley experienced yourself and you were happy that Mikey was going to be your first time. He had laid you down on a flower bed of loose petals, kissing down your neck as he ripped open your shirt, tearing it down the neck line and pulling you towards him too push it off your shoulders. As he tears your bra at the clasps and roughly pulls at the straps, pushing them down your arms as he throws, said bra, to the side as he kissed down your chest. Leaving hickeys and bite marks on your skin, coming back later to nurse the sore skin with his tongue. Kissing down your chest too tug at your nipples with his teeth, rolling his tongue around the perked nipple, head back as you lean back on your arms. Moving your hair away from your chest and running a hand through his hair as he leaves sloppy kisses between your tits. Grabbing a fistfull of his haie too bring back toy your lips, kissing him as he slips tongue in while you push off his Kanto jacket and tug at his shirt. He pulls back, pulling his shirt off and throwing it to the side as he leans down too kiss you again, wrapping an arm around the back of your waist and pulling you towards him. Messily un-doing his, you struggle with getting lose but he just pushes your hands away pushes you back against the flower petals. Un-doing the button and pulling zipper down as he lifts your skirt and pushes your panties to the side. Slipping his tip in and rubbing your thighs as he groans, it's a stretch too take in the tip, your stomach sucking in and tensing as your hands press against his chest, also tense. He pushes your hands away and gathers both your wrists in a single hand as he pins them above your head and continues too slowly push in.

A huffed out whine that turns into a wince, escapes your lips as your face turns to the side. He uses his free hand too turn your face towards him and a grin splits his lips, "ah ah, you're gonna look at me while I fuck you open, yeah?" You give him a groan before turning your face back towards him with a small pout. He rubs his left thumb across your cheek, under your eye as he fully pushes in. His abs flexing as he pants, slowly inhaling as his eyes shut tight and he groans. He moves his free hand too rest by your head, holding his weight up, as he leans down to your face and capturing your lips in a kiss. Wrapping your legs around his waist, tight, you lean up a bit, using him as leverage too kiss him back. Pulling back too kiss down his neck and leave marks of your own on his soft skin, licking up his jugular too suck on it later. He leans back a bit, straightening up and starting a slow, bearable pace for you, wincing slightly from how tight you are, as soft velvet grips his cock like a vice. He whines as he slowly pushes back in, he lets go of your wrists, both of his wrists grabbing your hips, his grip tight and bruising as his pace picks up and he fucks into you a little quicker. Bleary eyes stare at you from above, behind long, pretty lashes as he watches your face twist from pain to pleasure because of him. He straightens up fully as he moves you on, his cock, your slick dripping down his balls as they slap against your ass. Your hands quickly clawing at his chest when he goes faster, leaving long red marks, almost drawing blood as your nails dig into his shoulders. He huffs out a chuckle as you twist in his grip but he just pulls you closer, the harsh sound of his balls clapping against your ass meeting your ears. "She's fuckin'- ahhh shit... so fuckin' tight." It falls from him in a huff as he tenses his arms and shoulders, his nails digging into your thigh as he groans behind sealed lips. Fucking into you harder as you push at his chest. Back arching as you loudly whine into the empty shop. Squeezing eyes shut as you claw at the loose petals, tears clinging to your lashes, making your eyes sting as the salty liquid rolls down your cheeks. He leans down again, on one of his forearms as distracts himself from your soft walls, nipping at your throat, he can feel he's about to cum, the vice grip of your cunt getting impossibly tighter around his cock. "Mmm... gonna- hah.. gonna cum 'jiro, can't.. can't hold it. I need.. I need-" He shushes you, running a hand through your hair and kissing your bare shoulder. Encouraging you too cum for him as he speeds up, the knot in his stomach slipping loose as he fucks himself closer to an orgasm. You bite down on his shoulder as you cum, pussy convulsing around him as you wrap your hands up into his hair and tugging at the blonde chunks. He cums as you tug on the strands of blonde hair, groaning in your ear as rides out the shared orgasm. When he comes to a full stop, cock still balls deep inside you, he pants into your ear with a plead. "Stay with me forever... don't leave me like they did.. please."

Tokyo Revengers Masterlist

Mikey\Manjiro Sano- Manjiro Sano Masterlist Multiple!Mikeys Masterlist

Ken Ryuguji\Draken- Not initiating sex\teasing him. NSFW Bimbo!reader NSFW Poly!Mikey and Draken NSFW Poly!Mikey and Draken imagine NSFW

Emma Sano- MIA

Keisuke Baji- Bimbo!reader NSFW

Chifuyu Matsuno- nylon/stockings fetish NSFW

Takashi Mitsuya- MIA

Hakkai Shiba- nylon/stockings fetish NSFW

Yuzuha Shiba- MIA

Nahoya Kawata\Smiley- MIA

Souya Kawata\Angry- MIA

Sanzu Haruchiyo- nylon/stockings fetish NSFW Bimbo!reader NSFW Stalker!Sanzu w/ a deaf gf NSFW Getting the Bonten tattoo NSFW

Senju Kawaragi- MIA

Kazutora Hanemiya- MIA

Hanma Shuji- nylon/stockings fetish NSFW Hyper Feminine GF NSFW Bully!Hanma thirst NSFW Fem!Hanma NSFW More Stalker!Hanma hcs NSFW Hanmas kinks NSFW Poly with Manjiro and Hanma NSFW Stalker!Hanma NSFW Yandere Hanma with an innocent reader NSFW Yandere Hanma Smut NSFW Me and my girlfriend SFW

Kokonoi Hajime- nylon/stockings fetish NSFW Getting the Bonten tattoo NSFW

Inui Seishu- MIA

Izana Kurokawa- MIA

Kakucho Hitto- Getting the Bonten tattoo NSFW

Ran Haitani- casual fuck and convo NSFW nylon/stockings fetish NSFW GF who wears slutty/trashy outfits NSFW Hyper Feminine GF NSFW Getting the Bonten tattoo NSFW

Rindou Haitani- casual fuck and convo NSFW GF who wears slutty/trashy outfits NSFW Rindous Kinks NSFW Getting the Bonten tattoo NSFW

Shinichiro Sano- nylon/stockings fetish NSFW

Wakasa Imaushi- MIA

Takeomi Akashi- Getting the Bonten tattoo NSFW

Kanji Mochizuki- Getting the Bonten tattoo NSFW

After watching this edit of Mikey 146 times (I counted) I'm done gatekeeping...

All credit goes to blu3b3ll14 on tiktok

WHY CAN'T HE THROW ME AROUND LIKE THAT!!!

Yoo tini chann was wondering what is manila mikey opinion on reader wearing a tiny skirt? Btw ilyy smm and ur writings ugh ty for everything \(//∇//)\

ilyt baby!!!

Manila!Mikey loves seeing you in tiny skirts, especially when they're so small that it barley covers your ass while you're standing up, muchless when he has you bent at the waist. He loves how effortless it is too fuck you, it gives him the easiest access to your cunt and he loves that. Now, it does depend on the reason why you're wearing that tiny skirt in the first place, cause you'll get a couple different reactions... they'll have the same end goal though; you getting fucked with your ass in the air. If you're wearing it because he told you too, well then, he expected it, but he's not complaining about it not being a surprise for him, he actually gets cocky, knowing that he was the one that picked it out for you and that compliments you so well. It just further pushes the narrative that he knows you better then you know yourself, that he knows best. If you managed too buy it on your own and keep it a secret, which would be a pretty hard accompaniment, taking into account just how much he hovers over you. The look of surprise that graces over the features on his pretty face is so satisfactory, nothing comes close too just how big your ego would get when you see the surprise flash in those coal eyes of his. If you put on the skirt with the intention of teasing him.. you're gonna have an equally good and bad time. As in, he'll figure out your game pretty quickly with the way you're hips are swaying in his face as you bend over in front of him because you "dropped" something. He also knows that you're doing it on purpose because you don't usually wear the tiniest black lace thongs you own. Small and thin enough that the piece of, barley, clothing doesn't even cover the lips of your cunt. If you wanted him too fuck you, all you had too do was ask pretty thing.

soooooooooo, fem! shuji hanma! x fem! reader?? 👉🏻👈🏻 (thank u for answer btw!! i will request later some emma headcanons heheh)

-She's so tall, standing at about 5'11, she's much taller then most of the men she fights and she finds it too be so funny. She's got a really nice figure as well, tiny waist with long legs and the prettiest hands that have knuckles that are always covered in blood and bruises

-She's so fucking mean, too literally everyone, and she's so cocky about everything. Especially about, men specifically, underestimating her because she's a girl. So when a man gets handsy with her, she beats his ass. As the man lays bloody and bruised on the floor, his face twisted in disbelief as she laughs in his face.

-She gets her nails done, but never long because she can't fight as well and she always complains about how she really doesn't understand how people wipe their ass with nails that long. She does like when you drag those claws down her back though, the pain makes her head all foggy.

-She's so mean when she sits on your face, because she doesn't just sit, she fucks. She will fuck your face, with no break, she only lets up when she's cum. She'll grab the back of your head and push you closer as she rides your tongue, saying the meanest things to you as she feels your tongue slip inside of her.

-Her hair is pretty too, she has that kind of e-girl style, her hair brown with blonde strands in the front, she lets them hang out when she ties her hair back, she does add more blond streaks later on because she likes it so much. While she likes too keep her hair short, she grew it out because she liked when you pulled on it. She always has you bleach her roots for her because she doesn't know what's she doing and her hair has fallen out when she fell asleep with the bleach in before.

-She's the meanest on her period, her cramps get so bad too the point where she can't walk so she likes too have you take care of her. Her period is pretty short but it's always so bad. She also thinks it's kinda cute when your period sinks up with hers. She derives a sick kind of pleasure when you suffer with her.

-She doesn't wear skirts, dresses on nice occasions, but she hates skirts. They're so uncomfortable for her, she much rather prefer too wear sweats and leggings. They're easy for her too move around in and she fights better, have you ever tried too smash someones teeth down their throat in a skirt? Well, she has and she couldn't move around at all, she also hates heels, again for special occasions but even then she quickly grows tired of them and always has slides in the car.

-She loves using straps on you, she knows she fucks you good already, but when your face twists into pure ecstasy, it makes her fuck you harder, and it's so much fun for her. With the different lengths girths, she doesn't just fuck you with it though, she makes you suck it off. Watching your lips wrap around the silicone head as she fucks your throat with it, the harness around her waist as you sit between her legs, her hand bobbing your head as she throws her back, it's as if she can really feel it.

-It's so easy for her too go into the dressing room with you, and people are none-the-wiser as she has her finger deep in your soft cunt, your hands against the mirror as your face is squished against the glass, her other hand covering your mouth too prevent you from being too loud.

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idc you choose which ver 😌

I hear you, I hear you and I couldn't agree more.

Manila!Mikey loves when you suck his cock, it is quite literally his favorite thing in the entire world. He just gets so hard when he grabs you by the hair and you whine at him as he puts you on your knees, in between his thighs. The glare you give him as he pulls your head back, your neck falling back into an arch, your jugular bobbing as you swallow from the dark look in his eyes. He first makes you suck him through the cloth of his boxers, taking the clothed head of his cock into your mouth, giving his covered cock kisses as he keeps your hair tightly held in his fist. His eyes mocking as you look up at him in irritation, only too land a stinging slap across your cheek. Forcing your head too look straight again before he prys your jaw open and spits in your mouth. He doesn't let you swallow though- and he definitely doesn't you spit it out; he doesn't even let you think of about it. As he pulls his cock free from his boxers, the pretty red tip leaking a translucent white. He brings your face closer, letting the head run over your bottom lip, the pre-cum on his tip smearing on the soft flesh of your bottom lip, before he slaps the tip of his cock against the pout of your lips. Letting your jaw go limp as your tongue pokes out and you take a lick of the pre, now leaking down his cock. He rubs the slit of his cock up and down of your tongue making sure you get all of the pre off his slit before he pushes down your throat, with a deep groan falling from his lips. He lets his cock rest in the warmth of your throat. Before he- very quickly, starts fucking your throat loose, the hand in your hair growing tighter as he leans back and his other hand rests on the couch, palm faced down as he leans all his weight on his arm, his head tilted back as his mouth falls open and his eyes squeeze shut. There's a bit of a struggle on your end, as you struggle too breath, but he quickly lays a couple of quick slaps to your cheek, a warning. Before his hand goes back to your hair, resuming his tight grip, tugging at the roots. You start too breath out of your nose and force yourself too calm down, being well introduced to Mikeys ugly temper. You're relieved when you finally feel him cum down your throat, his thick cum shooting down your throat as he gets almost whiney from the feeling. His head foggy as his breathing comes out ragged as he shifts, pulling his cock out of your throat as he stares at you. His cum coating your lips as he leans down and places a soft kiss against them, licking his own cum off your lips, leaving you with a soft pat on your head a, "good girl... now swallow for me baby."

SHEEESH Ran is too fine 😮‍💨😩🌸

Hi! Can i please request some facesitting headcanons for Mikey, Chifuyu Mitsuya and Ran with a Fem s!o? Thank you 💕

hello!! thank you for requesting, i hope this doesn’t suck too much and you’ll like it! ❤️

facesitting with tokrev men (mikey, mitsuya, chifuyu, ran)

warnings: nsfw, minors DNI! title is pretty self explanatory. teasing, cumplay?, oral (f. receiving), coming untouched, soft sex, mutual masturbation, fem bodied reader

mikey

it kind of came out of nowhere. you were making out with him, stroking his brick-hard cock while he rubbed your sensitive clit. he liked eating you out but you had never sat on his face before. without a warning he suddenly slipped his upper body under your legs, grabbing your thighs and pulling your warm heat to his mouth. you barely had any time to register what was happening and just let out the loudest moan ever. he was now making out with your lower lips, his tongue dancing inside you, as his grip tightened on you, wanting your whole body weight to crush his face. needless to say, it took you only a few minutes before you came all over his face and he licked it all to not waste a single drop.

mitsuya

mitsuya is a service dom and knows you and your body extremely well. the thing is you’d always wanted to try face sitting, but were too shy and insecure for it. but mitsuya could tell, like the way you’d hesitantly hover his abs when you were on top of him. this one time, mitsuya didn’t let you listen to your thoughts and grabbed your thighs, pulling you to his face as you squealed in surprise. you were trying to tell him that you’d be too heavy or that he wouldn’t like it but he brushed your comments off by praising your body and peppering your thighs and lower area with kisses. eventually you let your desire control body and propped yourself on his face. you could hear mitsuya enjoy the taste of your pussy as he let out low moans, and swore to yourself to now sit on his face whenever the occasion would arise

chifuyu

you were the one who suggested it first. not that chifuyu did not want you to sit on his face, but he had been to shy to ask for it. so here you were, pussy hovering chifuyu’s face, his eyes looking at your parts like it was the best gift you’d ever given him. he didn’t even know where to start, his lips brushing the inside of your thighs, your lower lips and your clit. you whined, growing impatient for some tongue action, your hips slowly rocking on his face, his nose bumping your clit. chifuyu grabbed your ass and moved you faster, letting you know that you could use his face however you wanted. that night you came three times on his face, and noticed that he’d came too, just from the taste of your juices.

ran

oh this man is a menace. just like chifuyu, you’re the one who suggested it but ran just took it as an opportunity to tease you all day about it. he was, however, very excited about it, so as soon as you got home, he carried you to the bedroom, and asked you to sit on his face. you were a little embarrassed but did so. ran, being the little shit that he is, kept teasing you, giving long slow licks to your pussy and ignoring your clit, just to make you frustrated and hear you ask for more. this little game lasted for a little while, before you started grinding on his face to feel more. underneath you, you could hear and feel him laugh at how impatient you were, but he decided to let you use his face as your personal toy. after all this teasing, he made sure to make you come on his tongue, fingers and dick multiple times.

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Riding Hanma Shuji's Thigh - Hanma x fem!reader | smut

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Perfect Storm - Sanzu x fem!reader | enemies to lovers | smut, fluff and a small amount of angst

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Riding Hanma Shuji's Thigh

Content Warnings: Thigh riding hanma's thighs (im drooling out of not one, but two holes), hanma scares reader in the beginning, he's only wearing a towel, LOTS of teasing from him, and dirty talk

a/n: THIS IS MY FIRST EVER TIME WRITING SMUT, CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM AND FEEDBACK IS WELCOME!

You whistled to yourself as you walked into Hanma’s apartment, arms packed with groceries. Unlocking the door, you stepped through the entrance, confused as to why Hanma wasn't there to greet you and help with the bags, when you heard the shower water stop running. You realized your boyfriend was getting ready to take you both out to your reservation for your get-together with his friends tonight. Excited to finally meet his close childhood friends, you squealed and quickly rushed to put away the rest of the groceries. What you didn't notice was scheming Hanma, who was still dripping wet, free from his shower standing with only a loosely tied towel wrapped around his lower hips watching you with your back turned to him going back and forth between unpackaging the groceries and putting them away. Hanma Shuji, your menace of a boyfriend who likes to punch people's teeth in for fun, decided it would be a good idea to scare you, with a towel wrapped dangerously low on his waist. He snuck up behind you as quietly as he could and shoved his hands under your (his) shirt. Hanma grabbed at your waist and started tickling any part of your exposed skin he could get his fingers on. It all happened in the split of a second. The sudden attack had you shrieking as you tried to escape when you felt him laugh behind you, trying to hold you steady. “HANMA SHUJI '' you yelled his name for scaring you so badly.

Now he's laughing behind you, throwing his head back whilst still having his arms tightly holding you in place, it was only then when you turned around, back pressed to his chest did you realize that he was wearing nothing but a towel.You pulled away from his grasp in shock. Sure, you had seen him naked before, he was your boyfriend after all,  but this was different. This was different because you had never really taken the time to stare at Hanma’s sculpted body, always being too shy and denying it when he teased you for staring. However, this time around, you couldn't help it, he looked so tempting in the lighting of the dimly lit kitchen. Your eyes studied his neck first where you watched his adam's apple bob in his throat, then to his broad, built shoulders where you could see small healed over scratch marks going up and down his upper arm, hinting at what you two had done a few nights prior. The thought had you inhaling a sharp breath and squeezing your thighs together, as if it would help the growing heat in your core. Your eyes met his long torso next and his sculpted abs had you grow needier by the second. Your sights were trailing lower and lower down his torso till you reached his-

“ahem”. You hadnt realized what you were doing till Hanma cleared his throat. You had shot your eyes up to meet his seductive gaze. Hanma had watched you gawk at him and it made pride swell in his chest, he was feeling powerful, but you were slowly driving him crazy with all this staring. When he noticed your breath hitch and your thighs squeeze together, the lower your eyes went, it drove him insane. That flipped a switch inside of him. He needed you, now.

When he called out to you, you had shot your head up in embarrassment, knowing clearly he would never let you live this down. You quickly turned your back to him once more, covering your face with your hands while timidly mumbling to him about ‘getting dressed’ and how its ‘inappropriate to walk around like that’. He only laughed this off, knowing you were trying your very hardest to find an excuse for staring.

Hanma calls out to you once more voice rasping, “Doll, if you wanna stare, then stare, but dont back down. You know how much I love a challenge” he steps closer to you, turns your body to face him, and grabs your chin with one hand, the other on your waist, continuing to speak with that specific playful lilt to his voice, inching closer to your lips, “you wanna know what i love more, doll? Putting you in your place”. He smashes his lips against yours fervently, teeth clashing, biting on your bottom lip. He slowly inches his knee between your legs and places both of his hands on your waist to grind you down on his bare leg. The pressure of his leg on your clit and the constant grinding between the layers of clothing you have on have you whimpering into the messy kiss. Back and forth he grinds your hips roughly against his leg. You pull away from the kiss for air to breathe when its sucked right out of you because he bites down on your neck. Hard. “f-fuck— too much, ‘s too much please- Sh-Shuji”, God, hearing you so needy and vulnerable really does something to him. “Yeah? Using your words now baby? He goes to plant wet hickies down your throat which only pushes you closer to the peak. Hanma can feel how painfully hard hes getting under the thin towel, he could cum untouched watching you writhe in pleasure, not that he would ever admit that to you. He brings one of his hands to shove it underneath your shirt to rub at your perked nipples. You roll your eyes to the back of your head, scratch at his shoulders and let out a silent scream as you're thrown over the peak. Hanma inspects your face closely while you're cumming, effectively drenching your underwear and his leg. He continues to rut your hips to let you ride out your orgasm, as your bucking them up yourself due to the euphoric feeling. Your vision is blurry and you're catching your breath when he throws you over his shoulder and walks into the bedroom, quickly undressing you. “My turn”. Hanma and you didnt make your dinner reservations that night, leaving the rest to wonder where you were.

Sanzu and you never got along, that is common knowledge, not now, when you've been working in Bonten for almost a full year and definitely not when you two had first met. The Haitani’s had called it ‘married couple banter’, which made both you and Sanzu agree on two things: that you two would never even come close to being a couple, let alone married. The second being your hatred for one another, as if you bonded over your perfect storm.

Content Warnings: Enemies to Lovers Series, Smut fluff and a little bit of angst, Sanzu is annoying </3, Set in Bonten timeline, each chapter will have its own warnings!

Prologue

Chapter One: Rough Beginnings

Chapter Two: Klutz Chapter Three: Trapped with Truth and Dare Chapter Four: WIP

Perfect Storm | Prologue

Content Warnings: Brief mentions of violence and Bonten

Back to- Perfect Storm Chapters

Next- Chapter One: Rough Beginnings

Sanzu Haruchiyo was a scary man, leaving many trembling at the thought of crossing him. His own coworkers made sure to never really get on his bad side, seeing what he does to traitors of Bonten. Hell, he even looks scary. Standing at 6’2, cold almost empty blue eyes that only glint when he's killing those who stand in Mikey's way, and big diamond shaped scars that stretch when he smiles, sending shivers down the back of anyone who's unlucky enough to see his murderous grin. 

Sanzu knows he’s intimidating, hell, he’s one of the most dangerous men in all of Japan. So he is sitting here now wondering why you’re insulting him, to his face knowing what he is capable of when he's mad. You may also be a Bonten executive but he’ll be damned if he let that stop him from shutting you up one way or another. 

Sanzu and you never got along, that is common knowledge, not now, when you've been working in Bonten for almost a full year and definitely not when you two had first met. The Haitani’s had called it ‘married couple banter’, which made both you and Sanzu agree on two things: that you two would never even come close to being a couple, let alone married. 

The second being your hatred for one another, as if you bonded over your perfect storm.

When you had first joined Bonten and climbed the ranks so quickly they had to do their own personal background check on you, finding out you were in the Brahamn gang, the enemy gang in their youth. Most of the executives had respected how you knew to get a mission sent by them done effectively and efficiently. Most if not all of the executives voted for having you as the fourth executive in the ranks. All of the executives, if not for Sanzu himself. 

You haven't remembered a time when Sanzu didn't treat you with the utmost disrespect or mockery. You've always wondered why he made an enemy out of you since your first official day as a Bonten Executive, his tongue always as sharp as his glare. Ever since that day, Sanzu has been hellbent on making you miserable. This plan has always backfired on him, due to his underestimation of your resolve.

Perfect Storm | Chapter One: Rough Beginnings

Content Warnings: the Haitani's plant a wet sloppy one on ur hands, reader is nervous for only a little, brief mentions of drug trading and violence (its Bonten what do you expect), Sanzu insults you a lot </3, he calls you "princess" as an insult cuz hes weird like that

Back to- Perfect Storm Chapters

Next- Chapter Two: Klutz

It was that afternoon when it all began.That late rainy afternoon is when your entire life changed. When you got notice that you were going from a prominent, high level Bonten assassin to the top of the ranks in only a few short weeks (props to you going above and beyond on your missions), it came as a surprise to you. Feeling dreadfully anxious, your hands had a slight tremble to them as you gripped the steering wheel driving home to get prepared. To say you were nervous was an understatement. 

With anxious excitement running rampant through your veins, you set down your most expensive dress at the time, (which pales compared to the salary you make now, having been a Bonten executive for almost a full year), and hop in the shower as you braced yourself to meet the most powerful and dangerous men in all of Japan. 

A meeting had been set up the night you were made aware of your promotion, as you pulled into the Bonten Headquarters parking lot, already seeing a reserved spot with your name on it. Stepping out of the vehicle, pulling down the ends of your tight dress that had ridden up your thigh, you began making the treacherous journey to the elevator. Almost getting lost in the big establishment. Adrenaline coursing through your body, you exit the elevator and begin your walk.

The executives gathered in the meeting room awaiting your arrival when they heard the click-clack of heels on their expensive marble flooring, signaling you were nearby.

“Try not to sleep with her” murmured an annoyed Kokonoi, who was looking over at the infamously seductive Haitani brothers who looked more excited than they should have been for your arrival. 

This made Sanzu laugh a little too loud, “Sleep with her? I can't imagine anyone wanting to tap that”. He denied, insulting your character unbeknownst to you. 

Confused, his coworkers turned to him with raised eyebrows and questioned him over his behavior. He hadn't even met you, only seeing low quality video footage of you that they all had seen during their background check. Finding out you were in the high ranks of Brahman. 

To Sanzu, you being in Brahman during your youth years was enough of a reason for him to despise you without having known you. He hated Brahman and the brief mention of it was enough to set him off- so having you in the room with him was going to drive him insane.

Anything closely associated with Brahman immediately put a bad taste in his mouth. Not wanting to explain this, he had told them to ‘shut up’, displeasure obvious in his voice. They were about to argue back when they heard the clicking of heels louder than before suddenly stop when the big wooden doors were opened to reveal you, the very definition of sex appeal, they thought. Curiosity peaked, they analyzed you. 

Stepping into the big room, you saw a big table where they were all seated, sipping their whiskey, gin, or wine, eyeing your every move. You stood still at the entrance of the door, glancing around the room with a cocky smile on your face, confidence radiating off of you. Making eye contact with each of them you continued to walk into the room, scanning it till your eyes met an empty chair.

You had strutted in here with the most confidence to prove you were worthy enough to be in their powerful presence. However, in reality you felt as if you were going to collapse and melt away when all their eyes were on you. 

Afterall, you were in a room with the most dangerous men in all of Japan.

Ran was the first to break the tension, standing on his feet taking a few short steps to reach you, due to his height he didn't need to make many. You looked up at him as he bowed his head slightly down for you, bringing your hand to his lips and giving it a kiss. 

You quickly thanked him and took a seat at the end of the big wooden table, next to a shirtless man with a scar running down one of his eyes. He glanced at you and sent you a sympathetic smile, knowing you were probably very anxious sitting in a room with deadly men as if he wasn't one of them. You nodded down at him and smiled and turned to Mikey, the well known leader of Bonten who began to speak. 

“As you all know, we have had trouble with a gang from the west, constantly attacking our men and stealing our drugs to sell them. Y/n, was sent on a mission to stop the drug shipment, Not only did she stop it, but she subdued them completely by killing their leader”. Mikey paused to breathe while the others turned their focus back to you, putting all their undivided attention on you, making you more nervous. Trying your hardest not to show the tremble of your hands you tucked them under the table, when Mikey began to speak again, they all focused on their leader, making you thankful for him.

 All except one pair of eyes. You felt them bore holes into the side of your face. You turned to meet this pair of eyes and you were met with cold blue eyes staring into you. As if the pink headed owner of these eyes was sizing you up. You noted the scowl on the man's face, wondering why he was looking at you with such hatred. 

You decided if you wanted to live through this meeting, you needed to prove you were tough, that you were worthy of being a Bonten executive, plus you had thought that you didn't deserve this treatment no matter who he was, so you returned the favor, looking him up and down at him with disgust on your face.

To say Sanzu was appalled at your behavior was an understatement. Never, since the day he became Bontens number two, had anyone ever degraded him with such disrespect. Taking in the shock written all over his features you were satisfied and tore your eyes away from his to put your focus back on Mikey who continued to speak about what you've accomplished. 

“From today onwards, Y/n will be the fourth executive.” As soon as Mikey said those words the men shot up from their seats arguing against each other for or against your placement. You heard the purple haired man that had kissed your hand whine childishly about how you were in a higher position than he was. The man next to him, with the longer purple hair and the same infamous Bonten tattoo on his neck, rolled his eyes at the man’s immature antics. The sharp eyed, white haired man with the Bonten logo dyed in the roots of his hair, sat across from them and argued back about how ‘you'd be a good asset to the team’ and how it ‘doesn't matter if she’s in a higher position’. 

The scar-eyed man seated next to you sighed and pinched the sides of his forehead in irritation “If you actually submitted all your paperwork on time and did your job right, maybe you’d be in a higher position” sighed the man. The short purple haired man gasped and put a hand to his chest very dramatically. The sight of this made you laugh which made an already resentful Sanzu more galled. 

“The fuck are you laughing at?” Sanzu’s rudely asked question made the room fall silent as the men analyzed you, awaiting your reaction. 

You turned your eyes to the man again and scoffed at his remark, “Who the fuck do you think youre talking to?” you spat back. Nervousness slowly being replaced with irritation, you talked once again, “You’ve had a stick up your ass since I came in the room.” you paused, leaning into the table, propping one of your arms on it, angry eyes fixated on him.

Laughs, whistles, ‘oooh feisty’ and ‘i like her’ were heard around the room as you held tensioned eye contact with the ill mannered man. “You're in a room filled with a bunch of criminals, sweetheart, you sure youre not just one of our whor-” Just as he was about to continue, Mikey leered his eyes to his second in command.

“Sanzu, stop”. Like an owner telling their trained dog to stop barking, the man whose name you now know is Sanzu, stopped talking to you. Luckily for him, if he finished that sentence, you would've been up in an instant, striking to kill. Mikey was the only one that had noticed one of your hands creeping to your purse which he assumed was to grab a weapon and so he quickly shut his man up before he made an enemy out of you. 

The room fell silent once again.

“This decision is final, Y/n will be our fourth executive, those who disagree, speak now.” You looked around the room, noticing none of them would dare argue against their leader. 

Mikey continued, “Y/n, this is Sanzu, my right hand man” Sanzu, did not return your eye contact this time. “Next to you is Kakucho, the third executive. '' The man next to you smiled again and waved, you reciprocated this, deciding to shake his big hand firmly. “Across from you are the Haitani brothers, Ran and Rindou.” The brothers stood from their seats to reach across the table. 

Ran, the man that had so charmingly kissed your hand when you entered, kissed it again while Rindou grabbed your other hand to kiss that one. As they pulled their lips away from your hands you laughed at their attempt to woo you.

 Mikey began again, “That's Kokonoi, he’s the main money maker for us” you turned yourself to face Kokonoi, taking his hand into yours and shaking it, thanking him for his earlier statement he made about you. He pulled his hand away, liking the feeling of your smaller hand in his. “Back there is Takeomi and Mochi.” Mikey finished introducing everyone to you as you looked into the back of the room to see two older, more mature looking men, smoking and waving to you. 

“Sanzu, Show Y/n to her office.” Mikey demanded, attempting to get you both to get along. 

Sanzu looked over to you with an artificial smile on his face, “Lets go, Y/n”.  

Unsure why he was treating you with disrespect, you forced a venomous smile on your face as well, “Sure, Sanzu”. You both walked out, refusing to look at one another while he escorted you to your new office. 

Which was right across from his.

You lay in your bed, sleepiness slowly creeping up on you while thinking back on this memory. You laughed, remembering how nervous you were to meet them, knowing now that they're all a bunch of dorks who are loyal to one another and would do anything to protect each other's backs, even if they weren't willing to admit it. 

All except one, one who has been hellbent on making you miserable as you returned the favor. One, who's been working hard on trying to get you to quit, or go as far as try endlessly to get you fired. One who’s been openly insulting you to your face since your first day- Sanzu Haruchiyo.

You groaned in frustration just at the thought of the man. Youve been an executive for almost a year and he's still dead set on pushing you out. Why he hated you will continue to be a mystery, choosing not to ask him yourself, not wanting it to seem as if he got to you. Rindou had told you he and the others didn't know themselves, so you couldn't even ask one of them. You were sure one of these days you were going to murder him, tired of the mistreatment he gave you. 

However you were used to returning the same disrespect he had given. You had titled him “your worst enemy”, making an uncaring-of-your-rant Kokonoi tell you how petty that was.

Of course, you and Sanzu have grown accustomed to throwing insults at one another, day and night, never actually referring to each other by your names but rather only endless spews of ‘bitch, ugly, stupid’ coming from you and ‘annoying, useless’- and the one that made you the most outraged; ‘princess’. 

And of course, Sanzu caught on quickly at how much you despised this nickname, and to your dismay this label stuck. He had first used the nickname when he overheard you just a few days ago sitting on the kitchen counter, talking to Kakucho who was making his coffee in the shared kitchen between the Bonten Executives. 

He listened to you speak about how ‘you wanted to go clothes shopping because it's been a while since you had gone’ and how ‘all your other clothes are blood stained’. To which he let out a loud and obnoxious laugh catching both your and Kakuchos attention. Kakucho, knowing an argument was going to break out between the both of you, sighed and quickly escaped the scene, abandoning his unfinished coffee. 

“What's so funny?” You questioned him with venom in your tone.

 He spun around to face you, swirling the teaspoon in his mug, grinning at you. “Oh, nothing” he sighed out contently, “s’ just that princess here is so pure”, he paused, putting emphasis on the word pure before continuing, “so pampered”, he paused again. “That she's scared of having a little blood on her clothes.” he mockingly pouted, nodding his head and scrunching his eyebrows, giving you an annoyingly sarcastic face.

Sanzu has always insulted you, and you always insulted him. But he’s never called you outright weak or even implied it up until this point. And you were infuriated. He looked at you once again smiling so cocky, realizing how much of a blow this gave to your ego. He enjoyed riling you up, seeing you so mad, knowing the only thought left in your head was ‘How dare he?!’

You hopped off the counter walking towards him with your fists clenched and stood right at his feet looking up at his irritating smile, Oh how badly you wanted to wipe that smirk off his face and you would've, if it weren't for Bonten rules against in-fighting, but the things you would do to him if it didnt risk your rank as a Bonten Executive. “Watch your mouth.” you threatened staring up at him only a few inches away from his face. He looked down at you not saying anything, but enjoying watching you get so riled up. 

He bent down closer to your face and you could feel his breath on your cheek when he leans in closer right up to your ear and lets out an airy and short “hah”, that makes your skin tickle under him, a chill runs down your spine as you shiver, hoping he didn't notice and take it as a sign of weakness. 

Unfortunately for you, he did notice.

“What's wrong?”- he whispers right at your ear, you swear you can hear the smirk on his face with the way he speaks, “princess”. 

You both jump out of the position you're in when you hear a fake awkward cough coming from the other side of the room. “The meeting started five minutes ago.” sighed out an annoyed Ran, startling the both of you. 

You turn to Sanzu who's on his way out and curse at him under your breath, grabbing your full mug, pushing past him quickly and making your way to the meeting room, promising yourself you'd get your revenge on him sometime.

He hadn't stopped calling you ‘princess’ since the nickname stuck only a few days ago. You groaned, laying in your bed unable to sleep. 

‘Unlucky me’ you thought, annoyed at the fact that it was that nickname that stuck. You preferred him to call you stupid or anything else but princess. You hated the implication of it. 

You also hated the fact that, Sanzu of all people, was the last thought on your mind before you crashed for the night.

A/n: NEED SANZU TO BREED ME BUT ALSO THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT ON MY RINDOU FIC! I ONLY STARTED WRITING LIKE 2 WEEKS AGO AND THE SUPPORT ON ALL OF MY FICS HAS BEEN OVERWHELMING IN ALL THE BEST WAY <3 thank you so much and omg, i got my first two requests to be added to the tag list <33 thank you so much!! any criticism and feedback is welcome, i hope you guys enjoyed this mwah

TagList: @gojoscumslut , @farrlord , @bontensbabygirl

Tokyo Revenger's Playlist's

a/n: my favorite past time is to feed my delusions with scenarios from the songs i have on my playlists fr 😍, thank you for the support btw <3!!

☒ written fanfic (check masterlist) ☽ ☐ not written yet (check back soon) ☼

Hanma's Carpool Karaoke | ☒

Rindou has a Crush on you | ☐

Watching Ran Die | ☒

Suicide with Mikey | ☐

Loving and Dying with Izana | ☐

Pranking Draken with Mikey | ☐

Rindou's far too in Love with you | ☐

Late Summer Nights on Shinichiro's Motorcycle | ☐

Chaotic Moments with Bonten | ☐

Night Dates with Ran | ☐

Making Kakucho Smile like an Idiot | ☐

Enemies to Lovers with Baji Keisuke | ☐ (WIP)

Escaping with Kazutora | ☐

Belonging to the Haitani's | ☒

Perfect Storm | Chapter Two: Klutz

Content Warnings: Sanzu strips his shirt in front of you, hes an asshole as per usual, this chapter is kinda cringe, forgive me for not updating for forever ily guys <3

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Darting up out of bed, you inhale sharply to yourself when you squint at the alarm clock that currently reads: 8:27 AM. The sense of uneasiness grew in you as you rushed to shower and prepare for work, as you needed to be there by 9:00 to ‘take care’ of someone, for being stupid enough to betray Mikey, let alone Bonten.

You drive first to your favorite cafe and order yourself a caffeinated coffee, although you were now almost 15 minutes behind schedule. You mumbled a quick thank you to the cashier as she carefully handed you the iced sugary drink, pulling out of the drive-through, you quickly sped to Bonten Headquarters. 

You knew yourself that Mikey wouldnt scold you too hard for being a little late, considering Ran himself came very very late on most days, his excuse being, ‘I needed my beauty sleep’. So you weren't worried about that. However, what you were irritatingly expecting was Sanzu, who would go above and beyond- out of his way to disturb and ridicule you for your simple and honest mistake. Especially with your offices being across from one another, and having to complete the occasional mission together (which one of the other executives always needed to come along for, knowing if Sanzu and you were left alone with one another for too long, one or both of you would end up dead). 

Parking your car in your reserved space, you stepped out carrying your cold silver gun and coffee in one hand, and stacks upon stacks of paperwork and folders in the other. Rushing into the elevator you took your first sip of your coffee, sighing out in relief after almost dropping it due to the amount of things occupying your hands. You stepped out and quickly began speed walking to your office, hoping to not find an annoying Sanzu standing at the doorway.

You couldn't help the victorious grin that crept its way to your face when you didn't notice a single sign of him near your office.

You turned to your office door, quickly putting all your items into one arm, freeing the other to turn the door knob when suddenly it was torn open. In your rush to dodge the intruder you tripped on your heel, dropping all your papers, gun and worst of all- spilling your coffee all over yourself. As you were about to slip backwards, a hand yanked your waist in order to catch you. Yelping, you reach for something to grab in a moment of panic, grasping onto who you assumed was your colleagues dress shirt, momentarily feeling the tensing of muscular and broad shoulders beneath your gripped fingers.

You gasp as your fall was cushioned by whoever was trespassing your office, your head crashed into their collarbone, the top half of your body being rested on theirs, and your lower half bent at the knees, sitting fully on their pelvis.

Laying your palms flat on your office intruder’s abdomen, you lifted yourself up slowly, grumbling out a string of curses, only to tilt your head down to find a tuft of pink hair splayed out messily, under the marble floor and bright cyan eyes looking up at your own.

“Fuck Y/N! Watch where you're going” Sanzu exasperatingly grumbled out, laid straight underneath you, having only his arms and upper body free, due to your body which was currently situated on his groin. 

You only gasped at his audacity, how dare HE, the one who was snooping around in YOUR office, be mad at you for trying to get in. 

“ME?! Why the hell were you in MY office, trying to rip the door off its hinges?!” You questioned him equally as dramatically, as the adrenaline from your fall was starting to wear off.  

He leans up, still having you sat on his thighs as you both make eye contact, your chests touching and faces only a few inches away from one another. He rolled his eyes at you and began stripping himself of his now coffee stained shirt, making your pupils dilate, feeling your face heat up, squirming in his lap, trying to free yourself because of the sudden action of his. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING” you squeaked out.  

You swore you saw a ghost of a smile on his face, mocking you for your antics.

“What? Never seen someone strip in front of you? Surprising for you.” He said obviously sarcastically with that specific lilt to his voice that always made your blood boil. However, against all odds, you managed to keep your cool. “What were you doing in my office?” You glared at him, demanding an answer.

“Wouldn't you like to know.” he spat back.

The half naked Sanzu and you still in his lap continued to throw sharp insults at each other, not noticing the sound of footsteps over your loud bickering. Unbeknownst to you, Kakucho, Rindou, and Ran are staring at the both of you in annoyance, and amusement. Rindou, clearly enjoying both you and Sanzu’s spacial unawareness, lets out an echoing wolf whistle, his brother joins in on the fun, as Kakucho lets out an exasperated sigh.

“Didn't mean to interrupt you guys.” Ran teases which makes your face heat up at the innuendo.

“What- I- EW! NO!” You gasp in the most disgusted and frightened way you could, quickly jumping off Sanzu’s lap, feeling your now completely doused skirt sticking to your thighs. 

You groaned in defeat, not knowing what to do when you felt soft fabric thrown in your face. Quickly shoving it off, ready to start an argument with Sanzu, (because you just know it was him that threw it in your face) only to be left watching his broad muscular back walk away from you when you look into your hands and notice that he gave you his suit jacket that was untouched by your coffee. 

Confused, in disbelief and shock at his sudden kindness you tie it around your waist before grabbing your papers and calling someone to come clean the mess.

This whole fiasco had you exhausted in every way and you haven't even started your piles of paperwork, and you still had to get rid of a traitor by midnight. You silently prayed that the rest of your day would go alright, at the very least. 

You shiver upon entering your office and flipping the light switch letting out another more bothered groan at the feeling of piercing coldness that was sticking to your wet clothes. Annoyed, exhausted and with the thought of Sanzu stuck in your head, you make the drastic decision to wear his suit jacket.

Slowly untying it, looking around in shame as if people were watching you bare your soul- and truthfully, a part of you was, you wouldn't wanna be caught dead sitting next to him in quick meetings, let alone wearing something that belonged to him. Inch by inch, very slowly and carefully, treating it like glass, you finally lifted it above your shoulders when the sudden relaxing scent of his gave you whiplash. 

You could smell each bit of him on the jacket you're wearing- that distinct fresh woodsy scent with subtle hints of tobacco, mint and pine cone- made the room spin around you. You were already feeling ashamed and disappointed of yourself for wearing his jacket but now you couldn't get enough of his strong scent.

Sheepishly you walk over to your desk and take a seat, getting comfortable in your old brown leather chair. Your fatigue was getting to you as you put your head in your hands, overthinking Sanzu’s decision when you should have been working. Drained by your lack of energy and caffeine, you cross your arms and lay your head on them, quickly dozing off. 

You were deep into a few hours of dream land when unbeknownst to you, a pissed off Sanzu and Koko stomped their way to your office. 

Sanzu walks ahead of Koko- wanting to insult you before Koko gets there and bitches at him to stop. Sanzu gripped the door knob, ready- almost excited to berate you however the sight of your peaceful slightly drooling face stopped him from yelling insults at you. 

Sanzu took in your quiet calm state, one that he had never seen before. To say he was shocked to know that you, of all people, had their good moments was an understatement. 

He looked away from your face, only to see his jacket wrapped around your smaller form. Sanzu felt his face flush and heat up for a reason that was unknown to him. “Sanzu?” Koko questions arriving at the door before turning to look at you and then back at him when a ghost of a smile appears on Koko’s face- his mind shifting to a memory of Akane and him for a brief moment till his mind wanders off to forget the pain. 

No matter how much he tried to deny it, deep down Sanzu knew that he thought you looked almost pleasant like this. He’s certain that Koko somehow read his mind- and that he now knows that Sanzu thinks you were cute in this state. 

“Koko.. lets just go” He whispers, making sure not to wake you. Sanzu’s decision has Koko scrunching his brows, “I thought you hated her- and plus who's gonna do all her paperwork and kill the traitor?” Koko asks, uncaring of his volume, making Sanzu shush him vigorously as if you were a sleeping beast. 

“Ill do it, its whatever.” Sanzu whispers as he pushes past Koko to walk back to the door, turning around to gesture his hands in a ‘hurry up!’ motion. 

Koko was bewildered by the pink headed man's choice. Sanzu? Out of all the executives in Bonten was certainly the last on the list of people who would help you especially after word got around of this morning's mess. Perplexed, Koko followed Sanzu out and watched amused in a way at Sanzu making sure to close the door carefully and lightly.

“What’s up with you? You? Of all people helping Y/n? Am I dreaming?” Koko poked fun at Sanzu, who only walked away rolling his sleeve cuffs up to his forearms and grabbing , ready to kill the traitor for you.

A/n: GUUUYYYS FEELS GOOD TO BE BACK I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING THIS IN FOREVER, PLEASE ACCEPT THESE CRUMBS I LOVE YOU GUYS <33

Silver Glint

Content Warnings: MDNI!! Dom!Character x Fem!Sub!Reader, LOTS of praise and degradation, Dacryphilia if you squint at baji's part, pre-established somnophilia for rindou, overstimulation, shower sex, and humilation, porn with no plot basically, this is so self insert its insane (see a/n at the end for context), not proof read, wrote it with my clit lowkey, SPREADING MY MONSTER HORSE COCK BAJI AGENDA!

Baji

Good luck keeping this menace AWAY from your titties

Always has to grab them claims they are good for stress relief

Call him old fashioned but this man's favorite position is missionary, whether it be watching your boobs bounce due to the force of his thrusts, to him rubbing your already sensitive nipples with his calloused hands and rough fingertips, or leaning down to nibble, suck, and lick at you 

You’re always a whiney, sniffly, teary eyed mess when he reaches inside you fully, making you turn into putty in his big hands that are creeping their way to toy with your piercing. Your moans are bouncing and echoing off the walls as he speeds up, going deeper and filling you to the hilt each time. You can't think or breathe- or do anything other than take what he is giving you. “Hnghh- Hah K-Keisuke, s-so big, so mmph- deep” your moans turn into whimpers as he abuses the spongy spot inside you. He couldn't help but leave trails of feather light kisses against your neck, in stark contrast to when he gets to your chest and leaves long lasting bite marks and hickies. “Yeah? C'mon be a good girl and fuck- s-squeezin me so tight baby” he cuts himself off when you clench around him because of the praise, “cum on whats yours pretty girl, yeah fuck there you go” he grunts out more praise while you reach your peak, watching closely  as your eyes cross. “Im gonna fuck you dumber on this dick- shit I love these tits” he groans as he leans down to swirl his tongue against your nipple. Ran

 LOOOOOVESS marking your chest up (and basically the rest of your body but especially your tits) 

 Everyone has to know that you belong to him and only him

 His favorite way to tease and rile you up is to start palming you through your shirt, kneading and lightly pinching at your nipples to hear you whine and get all worked up

You’re making Ran and yourself morning tea when you feel his warm hands snake their way around your waist as he leans his head down to lightly kiss your forehead. “G’mornin baby” he grumbles out in his deep morning voice, making you rub your thighs together. You almost feel bad for getting horny this fast because Ran notices every time. “Mmm? Somethin on your mind baby?” you can feel his breath fan across your neck, giving you goosebumps as he teases you. He wastes no time kneading his rough hands at your tits that were currently covered by his dress shirt. “Love it when you get all needy like this in the morning, ‘specially when you wear my shit- fuck” you can feel his length pressing against your lower back as he slightly grinds his hips against you. You close your eyes and whimper against the feeling of his hands when suddenly the stimulation is gone. You were about to argue when you felt him lifting you above his broad shoulder with ease, walking back into your shared bedroom. “I'm gonna take all the time that I need with you baby, s’ just us today, you're mine sweetheart” he rambled playfully with his rough voice, lightly tossing you on the bed. 

Rindou

 Doesn't matter if you're big or small, this man is a ‘tits’ guy through and mfing through! 

 Sleeps on your chest which he claims is heaven on earth, ends up having a wet dream about you and he wakes up to find you peacefully snoring away

 Rindou decides if his sleep shall be disrupted with the filthy images he conjured up in his mind about you, then it has to be the same for you

Rindou awakes with his heart beating rapidly in his chest, as his hair sticks to his forehead, only to remove the covers off himself to see a big wet sticky patch in the middle of his boxers. Shit, he thinks as he looks over at your peacefully sleeping form, his only next thought being fuck it, as he lightly lifts the cover off you as well, careful not to wake you. Knowing you weren't wearing a bra because he was sleeping soundly on your chest before he was rudely awakened by vulgar pornographic thoughts of you. The reminder of his dream shot blood straight into his dick. Equally as carefully he lifts your shirt and palms his growing hard on. Holy shit. No panties either. You truly were something else, he thinks, tracing feather light shapes onto your thighs, wanting to pull a reaction out of you in your unconscious state. Like an angel he thought, you hummed against his teasing. He traces his pointer finger on the inside of your thighs and you tremble against him. He decides on pinching slightly at your nipple and tapping lightly on your clit, and in your slumber, he still manages to pull little sounds outta you. God- Rindou thinks you're the cutest lil’ thing when you lean into his touches and whimper, you were his angel he thought, only his. 

Sanzu

 Be warned, once he finds out/ his first time seeing your piercings, this man goes absolutely feral for you

 He’s standing, and has you pinned against the wall with your arms wrapped tightly around his neck as his strong arms hold your legs up while he's absolutely drilling in you, and you just have to take it all, grabbing at the back of his neck and tangling your fingers in his the strands of pink hair

 He is absolutely zoned in on your boobs that are moving due to his thrusts while your own body betrays you and trembles in his hold,  from just how many times he made you cum

Its agonizing almost, how your legs are bent at a awkward angle to fit your boyfriend between your legs so he can fuck you, against your wall, over and over and over again, giving you no break time in between cumming all over his abdomen. You've lost track of how many orgasms he's pulled out of you- and at this point, you’re sure you've caused a small puddle of cum mixed with his own, to drip underneath you. “Fuuuuck '' he draws out “I can’t- hah- s-stop, you feel so good”, he growls in front of you, lulling his head back for a moment before speeding up making you squeal in pleasure. “C-Cant hah- fuck H-Haru please” your cries making the man exasperated. He was so lucky to have you all pretty like this, all fucked dumb for him, by him. “But pretty girl, look at how much this pussy loves me. Just shit- ngh- say you needed me like this- needed my fu-hah cock like this” he groans, “I think you have a few more in you princess”.  

Draken 

 When he find out about his angel sent from heaven girlfriend has nipple piercings he is absolutely SHOCKED to say the least, unconvinced by you when you told him

 You? Who wouldn't even hurt a fly? With a piercing, let alone nipple piercings?!

 Doesn't believe you, so you take it in your hands (literally) to prove it to him, as you lift your shirt, and flash him in all your glory

He ends his shift early and fucks you right then and there in the garage 

No one could have prepared Draken for today's events. He hadn't even been clocked in for too long to process the roller coaster of emotions you just put him through- confusion, denial and then shock, which is why you are in your current predicament, cheek pressed against the door to the small storage room in Draken and Inui’s motorshop. “Hah- fuck hun’ never realized my sweet girlfriend was a whore” he laughs at you. “Ngh- Mmph- n-not a whore” you whined before he grabbed a fist full of your hair, forcing your back to knock against his chest as he slowed his thrusts to flip you around. “Yeah baby? Lemme look at you” too embarrassed to gaze back at him, you covered your face with both hands and he quickly grabs them to pin them above you, resuming his deep strokes. “Dont get shy on me now hun, let Inui hear how much of a hngh- whore you are, imagine what he’d think of sweet little ditzy you if he saw these.” He lets one hand trail to your tits so he can rub your nipples against his rough fingertips. 

Mikey

 No one can convince me that he isn't a ‘boob’ kinda guy like Rindou

 This man has absolutely no shame, doesn't care if he is in a meeting, he needs to be motorboated, Riding his bike? He doesn't care if he crashes, it'll be fine as long as he's got his head in the center of your tits, you're busy taking a shower? Don't worry! Mikey doesn't care he will hop in and do as he always does, put his head between your piercings that he can't get enough of

You've got your arms wrapped around his neck while he leaves hickies and bite marks on your chest, one hand toying and pinching your clit the other massaging your boob. “J-Jiro I need more” you whine as he sweeps his tongue against yours before pulling away. “Mmm, I hear ya sweet thing, you just gotta beg” he whispers lowly in your ear as the warm water hits you both. “Ngh- Manjiro c’mon” you whine and plead with him to give you what you want, this only makes him slow down to your dismay. “Beg”. You both knew he wasn't asking, he was demanding. Feeling the need to cum, you obey him. “M-Manjiro, please- please just fuck me Ah- please?” you beg, hoping he will listen to you, and to your relief he obliged, lining up his cock to your awaiting walls. Mitsuya 

 He’s a gentleman, or at least he tries to be

 But everytime he sees you bouncing on top of him, chasing your high, he cant help but get a little mean :((

 nibbles and tugs on them while he’s degrading you

You hardly see this side of him- the side of him that thrives off of humiliating you.  “Lookin’ like a bitch in heat- fuck- look at you baby, look at you ridin my cock like a whore” he laughs cruelly at your tear striken wobbly lipped face. “Aww c’mon baby, we both know you love this more than anything” he coos at you grabbing your hips and fucking himself much, much, deeper into you.

A/n: Im pullin an all nighter to finish some hw and shit and ended up writing fanfiction but anyways, as yall can probably tell, nipple piercings had to with this fic, thats cuz im getting mine in 6 days 😭, im so fucking nervous but excited, i needed to write this to hype myself up lowkey! wish me luck and feel free to leave constructive critism in the comments <3 thank you for reading :)

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Perfect Storm | Chapter Three: Trapped with Truth and Dare

Content Warnings: MDNI, Mentions of blood on Sanzu (not his), Mentions of a gun, Sanzu teasing but hes also an ass, being stuck in an elevator, Smidge of angst if you squint, Sanzu is a menace while playing truth or dare, Ran teases too, Emotionally Constipated Jealous Sanzu, Fem!Reader has very brief wet dream (I promise Ill do actual smut soon), Mating press

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Today had been an unusually boring day without the normal banter of your coworkers as well as the strange quietness of not having Sanzu around. The Haitani’s and him had gone on a mission with Takeomi, leaving you with the usually quiet Mikey who shooed you away to your office to get paperwork done, just as Mochi and Kokonoi were doing in their own respective spaces. Bored, you sigh, walking to your office ready but dejected for the long day of paperwork ahead of you.  You stare at the clock ticking hung above your door, counting down the seconds before you can go home after long exhausting hours of signing documents and crime. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, the clock strikes midnight as you let out a silent cheer and pack your belongings into your purse to then make your way to the rickety old elevator. You press the button that lights up beneath your finger and hum contently, excited for your plan to sit back on your comfortable couch and catch up on your favorite show. When the elevator opens, you step into it, continuously pressing the button to the first floor (as if it were to make the doors close faster) and just as they were about to shut- a hand suddenly makes its way between them- startling you. Your hands quickly make their way to your purse, where your gun is resting, on instinct. 

You curse under your breath in anger when Sanzu steps foot in the elevator, dress shirt covered in blood which you knew wasn't his own. Noticing your shift in attitude, he smiles smugly, and to your dismay speaks. “What? Didn’t miss me today princess?” he voices sarcastically. He watches you closely, trying to get a rise out of you. “Yeah, of course, just as much as my gun misses your big ass forehead. All that room up there and still not enough to make one coherent, well adjusted thought.”, you hissed back just as sarcastically, ready for the interaction to end as the elevator slowly descended. “My forehead isn't big” he grunted, turning away from you, picking and choosing what hears as per usual. “Is too” you spat back at him. As he was about to retort back, the elevator shook aggressively and grinded to a halt. “W-what is happening” you questioned out loud in fear to no one in particular. When suddenly the red emergency lights glowed and the audio system boomed with Rindou’s voice, answering you. “Hey uh, i know we would all love to end this night peacefully but unfortunately for you both, you'll be stuck in here for the next hour”- panic set in as you realized you'd be stuck with Sanzu alone - “please don't kill each other in there, we are all working to fix it (you hear slight snickering in the background, probably Ran laughing at your current predicament) dont worry itll be okay in no time”. Rindou finishes, sounding uncertain, not helping your current crisis. “Fuck” you curse out loud, hope dimming quickly. He turns to you, annoyance on his face. “Really?”. He exhales out of frustration, “Well, we are here together whether you like it or not, what do you wanna do to pass the time while they work to free me from hell?” You look at him, anger and shock written all over your face, “Free you from hell!? Go fuck yourself, and go to that corner, dont even breath near me asshole.” You reply and take a seat in the corner, opposite to his. He (surprisingly) listens and takes a seat away from you, “Pff, whatever, take that stick out your ass, I'd like to make it known I don't wanna be here either.” he huffs out. Choosing to ignore his comment, only a few minutes pass in silence, and to your dismay he starts repeatedly tapping the wall with his fingers in a rhythm, the sound getting on your already worked up nerves. “Oh my gosh, ok we’ll pass the time with whatever but you have to stop with that shit”, you glare at him. He laughs back in response, stopping his finger drumming. “Hmm..” Sanzu pauses to think before turning to you and declaring, “Lets play truth or dare”. You look at him, surprised by the childish remark when you notice the mischievous glint in his eyes. After a few seconds of thinking it over you respond, “Sure, but I start”. He nods, giving you the go-ahead. “Truth or dare?” you question, his answer being ‘truth’. With another short pause of thinking you ask him, “If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?” and for a second you swear you see a look of hurt on him, before its masked with the smug smile he returns quickly, and you feel guilt for some reason. He looks away from you for a moment before whispering “my scars” quietly, but loud enough for you to hear. You frown and look away, thinking when he breaks you out of your thoughts, questioning “Truth or dare?” to change the subject. “Uh.. dare” you boldly decide, quickly regretting it when he dares you to lick the floor. “Yeah I'm not doing that.” you say, unimpressed. “Fine, then it has to be truth!” he retorts. “Well there isnt many dares we can do in here anyway, so lets just keep asking truths”. You respond. And for the first time probably ever, you both agree on something.

“You ever fuck anyone that works here?” Doing a double take and staring at him in shock he only looks back, completely serious. Exhaling you answer, “Good God, and no.” You look over at him and he almost seems relieved? Knowing it's your turn, you ask him something almost equally as strange, “Have you ever practiced kissing in a mirror?” He looks at you weird, then laughs and you feel a small smile making its way to your face. “What? Thats so weird, why do you ask?” he runs his hands through his tuft of pink hair giggling at you. “I don't know, its a very you thing to do, and you didn't answer!” you defend yourself playfully. A few seconds of silence and him looking away is all the answer you need. He continues to look away before he hears you trying not to let a sound out, when he faces you he notices the wide smile on your face, that you tried to hide with a hand clasped tightly around your mouth, clearly you couldn't control it when he hears your laughter. And although its at his expense, he would usually respond with something mean, yet, for a moment Sanzu forgets he hates you. “Yeah whatever, laugh all you want, I was a teenager and now I can get the real thing and more, whenever I please.” He defends himself while you swipe the unshed tears from your eyes, calming down. 

Trying to change the subject, he questions, “If you had to pick someone from our team to fuck, who would it be?” Sanzu continues to ask out of pocket questions to try and embarrass you. Your face heats and your stomach drops and for a moment you think of him, on top of you and you decide to throw the thought of your head permanently. You look away, trying to think and all the comes up are filthy thoughts of him. “Ch-change the question.” You cough out. He leans in, “Nah I think I wanna hear your answer, princess”. He directs his complete attention on you, stare unwavering. A few seconds pass before you whisper “Ran”. For a reason unknown to him, Sanzu feels angry. Not at you for a change, but at Ran as if it were his fault. He masks his irritation by asking “Why him, of all people?” Quickly you respond “He was the first that came to mind” you lied, when suddenly the loud audio system answers, this time by Ran himself.

“Really? I'm honored sweetheart.” He giggles out to your complete shock and horror. “YOU CAN HEAR US?!” you question.

“Yeah, I'm surprised Sanzu didn't tell you.” You turn back at him with betrayal in your eyes and he only shrugs. God what an asshole, and to think you were starting to enjoy yourself even a little bit around him.

“I would've never answered that if I had known they can hear us! I don't wanna play anymore” you huff and cross your arms. “Aww the fun was just starting” Ran teases you, earning a quick shut up.

Sanzu decides to call it quits too, your answer the only thing replaying in his mind. You both stay silent for the duration of the period. Thankfully, before you fall asleep, a tired sounding Kokonoi announces that the elevator will work in the next minute. You stand, stretching and yawning, ready to get home when you notice the grumpy look on Sanzu’s face.

He stands too, and when the elevator dings and the doors open, he shoves past you walking- almost stomping away. You recollect yourself from the powerful push and make your way to your car. The only thoughts on your mind being him and his stupid face, his stupid smile, his stupid laugh too. You replay the soft look on his face in your brief moments of getting along, the thought being soured when you remember how he pushed you.

Exhausted, you finally get home, kicking off your heels somewhere random, not even bothering to undress you hop in bed quick to crash out.

Even in dream land he wouldn't leave you, your sleeping mind conjuring up the vulgar images of Sanzu groaning from on top of you, grabbing the under part of your legs that were wrapped around his torso, to put your knees to your shoulders, effectively trapping you in a once again, this time in a mating press, before he leans in and whispers “Cum for me, pretty girl”, while speeding up and deepening his thrusts, the filthiest grunts and praises leaving his pretty lips. Moans and whimpers leaving your own. “Hngh- Hah, I love those sounds, make more princess.”

A/N: omg? me updating so soon? once in a LIFE TIME, im sorry i think this chapter kinda sucks, forgive me </3, anyway some of you were wondering how my nipple piercing went, and it went fantastic! I really love them and im glad it went well lmao, anyway PLEASEEE send me requests, it can be smut or anything!! holy shit i forgot about the taglist too im just remembering, ill bring it back for next chapter <33 Love you guys, thank you for the support and reading!

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