─ SHE CAN GET IT

Sometimes, you like teasing your boyfriend, Katsuki, by pretending to be one of his fangirls. He usually doesn't react and rolls his eyes at you, but today is different.

You strut into his office after patrol as usual and let out an exaggerated gasp. "Oh, my god, is that Dynamight?"

He looks up from his laptop and removes his reading glasses, setting them aside. "Yeah, what do you want?"

You smile and sit on his desk, his eyes following your every movement. "Sign my tits."

You expect him to scoff and shoo you away, but no. Instead, he grabs your thighs and pulls you into his lap. You laugh in surprise when he actually reaches for the hem of your shirt.

"Gonna sign 'em for you, alright?" He brings his lips to your ears as he slowly lifts your shirt up, "with my mouth."

needy! bokuto + but still very much dom! bokuto + bokuto uses your panties to get off + male masturbation + f! reader

he knows you’ll be back soon, knows that in a couple minutes you’ll walk through the door and he’ll be able to touch you, hold you while he takes you; wants to bury his cock inside the moment you’ve stepped through the door, not needing to prep you- wants to take you dry and watch your eyes roll to the back of your head, shaking and whimpering for him to slow down before slumping down in a nice and plaint-

fuck.

bokuto runs a hand through his hair, pushing the silver and darkened strands to settle off his face, sighing at the way he let his thoughts wander.

with a pitiful look he glances down, sees his cock strain against his sweats, tilting to the left, jumping with every thought of you flickering through his mind.

he knows you’ll be back soon... but he can’t wait.

with heavy steps, he pads into your shared room, heartbeat quickening when he sees your drawer- partially opened, letting him see the various colors in panties you like wearing.

he’s quick to single out the pair he knows will get him off the fastest...

they’re pink and frilly, laced and pretty.

bokuto holds them inside a clenched fist- turning around, sitting himself on the bed, heart pounding so hard he can see it in his vision as he looks down at the crumpled material.

it’s quick, the way he hooks his thumb under the wasiteband and brings his cock out- rigid in his movements; he hasn’t done this in so long, and why would he went he has you?

there’s a note of urgency because he knows you’ll be here soon anyways- maybe this was just an excuse to make a mess agasint the pretty lace he loves seeing you in, and as he pumps his cock in hard tugs- hissing at the roughness, it might be true.

bokuto whines, tilts his reddened face back- looking at the ceiling while the sound of his palm slapping heavily against his pelvis rings out loudly into the room, see’s stars and sees you. his imagination pulling scenes of shared moments like the weight of you above him while you ride him, dripping down his cock, or how you wheeze out his name, high and whiny when he folds your body down into a press-

“f-fuck! fuck!” koutarou exclaims, the memory has his dick throb, pulling his balls tight, pitching forward in order to stave off the orgasm. the hand still clutching your panties meets the hand furiously fucking himself, swiping the precum dribbling down with the pink. he watches with wide eyes at how nice the color looks darkening at the translucent pre.

its natural, the order in which it all plays out, not thinking as he wraps your panties around his thick cock, red, angry head peaking at the top and another whine leaves him between the lips caught in between his teeth.

there’s something he really likes about how the thin piece looks stretched around and around him- he didnt even know what was transpiring inside his mind while he gave the first tentative drag, lips popping open in a whimper.

he wants you so badly, tummy swirling at the pain- but this will do, this will surely do.

the pretty fabric now snuggly between his hand and dick helps him speed up, imagining hes simply pulled them to the side- sliding in and out of your swollen and oh so prettty cunt. he can almost hear the familiar sound of squelching and your smell, so good when aroused and cuming around him.

he cant seem to tether down one single scenario, but ultimately the memory of him trapping you under him, arms wrapped ‘round your body as he furiously jackhammers his hips up into your jolting body, held straight by only him is what does bokuto in. the dependency and trust you give him makes the big man nearly cry- cry like you do when he splits your pussy open.

hes too excited and high strung, big broad shoulders tipping forward, curling in on himself as he sees his muscled thighs jump. theres harsh swelling before he cums, hastily bringing your panties up and over the crown of his cock, covering his spurting slit. koutarou traps all the cum, sweating as even then its too much and begins seeping from the fabric and his fingers.

“g-god! shit- y/n!”

lust addled brain only knows you, only craves you while he keenly calls out. sucking in a breath while he releases his cock, letting it fall raw and used, slung against his thigh.

bokuto watches while he slowly opens his hand, the image of the pink panties covered in thick, white globs of his semen is one he will commit to memory.

but, there’s not enough time for koutarou to revel in the sight- ears perk up as the front door opens.

once again, with quick movements he makes his way to you, smiling at the wide eyed look you give him, taking in the red and clearly used cock hanging between his thick thighs.

“fuck- youre here... couldn’t wait... and now i need you.” is all bokuto says, wrapping strong arms around you- dumb rough and big fingers quickly stuffing your own soiled panties (still hot and sticky and wet) inside your mouth to silence any questions, letting you know like you couldn’t taste his cum slowly dribbling down onto your tongue- turning you around and tugging your bottoms down.

the memory of you and how you look right now, shaking in attempt to place your cute hands against the door- lips smeared in the mess of cum from your panties, sucking in a breath from your nose as he slides his soft cock inside- would and could never compare.

he wants to recreate the image that brought him to the end, the end which was slowly dribbling down your mouth because there was just that much, and with those strong brutish arms of his, he curls them around your body, furiously humping from behind- forcing his cock to harden inside your cunt, so warm and steadily creating that slick he loves so much.

“‘m sorry- came all over your panties-“ he moves an arm to tap a finger agaisnt your stuffed mout, touching the pink hanging out before returning his arm, “cause i wanted you... you want me too, right?” bokuto questions, knowing the answer as you push back, eagerly wanting more.

“but now i have you, nd i’m gunna stuff you like you deserve.”

edging the windbre boys ; not requested :]

[!] ON THE EDGE.

ⓘ BRINGING THEM TO THE EDGE JUST TO STOP?! gn!reader — smut. includes. sakura, suo, nirei, kaji, umemiya, hiragi, togame, + choji. blow/hand job, ribbons, cock ring, teasing, whining, + edging. aged up 18+ ; now that im writing this, im thinking abt a dry cumming ver...sorry, ive been writing a lot of smut but its the week before my period. im is ovulating, so um...take this <3

"I CAN'T TAKE IT, PLEASE!!" or, SCREAMING FOR MERCY. he's whining, begging, repeating your name and a phrase over and over and over again. his breath is stuttering and a couple of tears may fall down his face. like- he's legit going to pass out soon from the edging.

SAKURA is shaking. in all honesty, he can go in both this category and the 'JUST ... A MESS.' category, however, what sets him in this one is his begging. he's sobbing, a blushing mess, pleading with you like he'll fucking die if he doesn't get to cum. like, "pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease," is leaving his lips. his legs, his whole body is shaking at this point and he's begging to cum. like- to the point of babbling he's begging to cum, telling you how good it feels, and mumbling to himself that he can't last any longer. GOD FORBID, you put a cock ring on him? girl- he's gone.

CONT. at a certain point, because he's no pitiful, you decide to take mercy. you're tongue licking a long stripe up his length, hand pumping him earnestly. your tongue circles around the head and he cums, hard. like- a big ass load is dumped into your as he's hunched over and twitching from the relief he got.

"OOH, YOU'RE GONNA GET IT." or, HE'S ACTIVELY SEEKING REVENGE. this man isn't as much of a mess, in fact, he's doing everything in his power to contain his moans and such. he's trying to be somewhat tough and maintain his composure but he's grunting about paying you back. his hands are definitely tied behind his back, though that doesn't stop him from trying to get out of it.

TOGAME is seething. like- he loves it but he cannot wait to have you over his lap, fingering you and stopping until you get the feeling he's getting right now. he's breathing rough, "ooh, baby. im gonna get you back," he hisses, "i—ngh-oh—fucking promise." his arms might be tied, but he's trying to hard to hump your mouth, seeking any release that could push him over the edge. you'd have put a cock ring on him to get him to stop (hear me out though, a cock cage on togame?). regardless, he's grunting, his abs flexing and relaxing, thighs tensing and shaking, and his toes curled as he swears up and down he'll get you back.

SUO is breathing heavy. he's purposefully trying not to say something, so nothing you can tease him with slips out. unfortunately for him, a grunt that transforms into a whimper has your lips coming off of his cock with a pop! he looks down to see a cocky expression on your face. he huffs with a chuckle, "ooh, mm—damn—when we're done me and you are gonna have a- ngh- very long talk." suo bites his lip to prevent his whimpers from slipping, though he doesn't help himself by watching what you're doing. tying that pretty bright pink ribbon at the base of his cock, he's not against it. he has no problem with "feminine" things, but did you really have to tie it that tight? "hayato! you're staining my ribbon!" suo has to fight himself not to say something, he only chuckles, a hiss leaving his lips. oh, you are so going to get it.

KAJI is literally about to fight you. no bull. of course, being the person he is, he isn't allowed to use his hands. though he wants to, he can't shove your face full of his cock. his tongue swirls around his lollipop in a futile attempt to distract him from the warmth of your hand around him. "damn it! i am—fu-ucking—get- getting you back for this!" his his hips lift urgently off of the bed you've got him tied to. his legs are shaking; dazed and low-lidded eyes staring down at you as is orgasm builds, only to fall off at the last second. he nearly growls, swearing he'll get you back (in his head).

CONT. he isn't geting relief (none of them). he's normally a man with a lot of confidence, and yet, he's fucking trembling because he can't cum? i mean sure, he's out to get you later, but it's completely worth it to watch his eyes roll back into his skull, his hips practically convulsing, and thick ropes of cum shoot from his tip and stain his stomach. plus, the breathy "fuck" nearly has you doing the same.

MR. CAN'T SPEAK, or HE'S REALLY FOCUSED. the man is nearly silent. he either doesn't want to make a noise, or he's like- breathless. he may be huffing, eyebrows furrowed so deeply he'll cause permanent wrinkles. he's looking down at you, but he's more so focusing on not losing his shit because he can't cum. like- "fuckfuckfuck ... " is going through his head while he fights internal demons, and you. how dare you look at him with those pretty eyes?!

HIRAGI strikes me as a quiet man in bed, especially when something like this is happening. his core is tense; his face is tense. eyebrows knitted, eyes screwed shut, jaw clenched, and thighs flexed. he tries so hard not to—to which he fails—though at some point, he genuinely can't. he's moaned and groaned, even whimpered, and now a sound can't come out of his mouth. he's so close to losing it he's lost his voice to beg or whine. "damn—" he croaks, body trembling.

CONT. hes another one where your mercy is his salvation. he just looks so cute- why would make him suffer more? its not until he's allowed to cum does his let out a string of pretty noises, sweat dripping down his forehead and body shaking.

JUST ... A MESS, or SELF EXPLANITORY. he's losing his fucking shit. this man is damn near wailing because he can't cum. he can't get the release he wants and he's losing his shit. fat globs of tears spill down his cheeks, there may even be snot. he's barely coherent, babbling pleads and jumbled strings of words to get you to let him cum.

NIREI is the one literally about to die from being denied. honestly, the display has you wanting to stop. he's sobbing, his voiced cracked, snot dripping from his nose, and body shaking like a leaf. he barely tell you "sorry," or "please," let alone fully beg. his words are mindless babble, strings of saliva falling from his lips, a web of them shown in his mouth. he keens and whines, "puh- plea- plea-ease!" when i say he's vibrating in his spot, i mean it. hes is NAWT the type of person to be able to handle this type of sexual activity (you can't overstim him either).

CHOJI is ... something. i see choji as someone who isn't too interested in sex, though when it happens he's sooo sensitive. and ridiculously whiny. like- the man will not shut up. he's whining your name, pleading, whispering to himself, cursing—anything. at some point tears start to form and he gets shocked at the waves of pleasure that appear and disappear. he almost gets mad until your tongue starts to work him. his eyes get low-lidded and his body relaxes, it feels to him as if a wave is inches from sweeping him away, and then you stop. and then he sobs. and then he gets mad. then you get back at it. cycle repeats. "i- urgh! can't- can't—awh!" he's legit a fucked up mess, whining and crying like a girl, convulsing and breathing heavy as hell.

CONT. you have to let him at this point, he's not surviving a minute longer. his cock is raw and stiff from your strokes; at one moment, you thought he had accidentally came because of how much pre-cum seeped from the tip. he almost passed out once he cums, that's how much he needed it.

IT DEPENDS or THE OUTLIER WHO'S MULTIPLE. he can range from sobbing and crying for you, to telling himself not to cum, to being a complete and utter mess. it genuinely depends on how he feels that day, what happened. is he letting lose? is he still up tight? does he need to blow off some steam? it really depends on his mental state. he could go from

UMEMIYA grunts. his breaths are shaky, chest stuttering. he's laughing at both you and himself, he's certainly having fun with the moment. though, his body is being a little fickle. one second he's too hot, he's about to burn up, then the next its calm, though there's that painful pleasure in his groin from being denied. he laughs, "it looks good on me, it's—fuck—like y'r openin' a- pre-present." he looks down at the bow you've tied around his cock. of course, he asked for it. it looks better than he thought. he lets out a shaky breath, core tensing as he tries to keep his noises inside. though, to no avail, as he's a naturally loud person. his grunting and groaning fills the room, tears brimming at his eyes, and saliva pooling on his bottom lip. he bites his lip, chuckling, "fuck—y'r making me lose it!" he moans, "ooh, im gettin' you back."

CONT. he broke from his restraints, a stupid mess and all and forced your mouth to stay lodged on him until he finished shooting ropes down your throat. he watches in amusement as you cough, looking down at the mess he's been made of. he 100% got you back seconds later.

this broke my heart 😭 can i please be added to the taglist? ty!! 💗

Chapter 3

sypnosis: you and your boyfriend, Bokuto had a fight the day before the training camp in Tokyo and it was all because of a girl carrying rumors that left the both of you in bad terms. Will the ace and the manager immediately resolve this issue, or will they keep it that way until for who knows when?

✦ genre: angst, fluff

✦ word count: 3.7k

✦ warnings: reader’s heartbreak

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chapter 2…

Bokuto released a deep sigh, blaming himself for every stupid thing he’s done to you. “I fucking hate myself.” He holds his hips as he scrunched his eyebrows in distress. You would always laugh at his craziness and he’d even do it deliberately if it makes you happy. Out of each of them, this could be the stupidest and the saddest one yet.

“You reap what you sow.” Aiko stated and grabs her phone to check the time. “And you better get ready for tomorrow.”

That’s enough scolding for someone who already admits their fault.

He pouts, his eyes full of hope. “Is y/n-chan going to be there?”

“She’s not coming.”

DAY ONE: Training Camp

The night breaks into dawn. It was serene and the weather was perfect for the start of the training camp. People are snuggled into bed, still in slumber, and yet the volleyball clubs from different schools are already on their way to spend the week fortifying themselves.

Coach Yamiji speaks entirely of pure motivation to keep Fukurodani at their greatest forms. He had always encouraged them right before they showcase their willpower on the court.

However, the coach’s word doesn’t seem to be effective on the ace. All of them are steeled except for him. Bokuto stands beside his teammates, in a deep trance. He was unusually quiet for some reason, and it concerned the whole volleyball club.

Also, it was too early for him to be in his emo mode. Unless something or someone had provoked him to be that way.

But this wasn’t his typical emo mode either.

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　 ྀི︶˚̣̣̣ ⠀manipulative!caleb headcanons ⠀˚̣̣̣︶ ྀི

synopsis: where your big brother shapes your brain as he pleases, because he knows what’s best for you and you always listen like good girls do ( > 〰 < )

tw: stepcest, manipulation, possessive, caleb is aggressive not towards reader, spit kink, mentions of smut, size kink, reader is stupid really, mentions of killing, usage of gege, kidnapping mentions, etc.

manipulative!caleb who made sure to take you to class and pick you up. every. single. day.

manipulative!caleb who woke up an hour before you had to, cooking you breakfast and putting together the outfit he wanted you to wear that day.

manipulative!caleb who kneels next to your bed, caressing your sleeping face so delicately as if you’d brake, staring at you for way too long.

manipulative!caleb who woke you up with wet kisses pressing against the soft of your skin, moving them to your lips when you started to stir awake ( ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ഒ

manipulative!caleb who has one of his big palms pressed against your belly (the same way he did when he slowly thrusted into you to feel the bulge in your stomach) and the other one caressing your messy hair, whispering a ‘good morning, doll’.

manipulative!caleb who helps you dress up, taking off your comfy pj’s so he could change your underwear into a fresh pair, keeping the old ones in his pocket.

“stand up for me, doll.” he said in a low tone, watching you from above as you did, noticing how you yawned and rubbed your eyes while being almost completely naked in front of him; nothing new to you two anyway.

“very good girl, now lift your legs.” he commanded again, kneeling so his eyes were directly leveled to your hips, kissing your belly and gaining a happy laugh from you, smiling at the sound.

his long fingers pulled your panties down, rubbing the soft plush of your thighs along the way before dressing you with a new pair, keeping the slightly wet ones inside his pocket, you’ve never really questioned that. he has to have his reasons, right? you know everything he does is for your own good (˶ •́◡•̀ ˶)

manipulative!caleb who’s completely devoted to you, worships you as if you were a mere goddess.

manipulative!caleb who sits you up on the kitchen counter and feeds you himself after brushing your hair and helping you do your make up, stealing kisses from you when your parents weren’t looking.

manipulative!caleb who gets on his knees once again to shoe your feet, kissing them too before doing so.

manipulative!caleb who drops you in front of your uni’s entrance, a wide smile plastered on his lips when he sees you waving at him effusively.

manipulative!caleb who doesn’t move the car an inch before seeing you disappear through the tall doors.

manipulative!caleb who enjoys scaring your friends away, mostly males. but females too. it’s a way to steam off the stress.

“you’re very quiet now, hmm? aren’t you going to whisper in my ear like you did with my sister?” he mocked, watching the man curl in pain against the alleyway dirty floor.

“what? can’t take a little punching?” caleb questioned, squatting next to him now, laughing genuinely when the young man spat blood out of his mouth.

“well, alright, let’s leave this here for now. it’s the second time i have to warn you.” he stood up, cracking his broken knuckles. “i’ll kill you if there’s a third.” he simply said, as if the words he mouthed weren’t serious.

“you wouldn’t be the first one anyway!” he spoke loudly as he walked with calm steps outside the alleyway.

manipulative!caleb who kinda manipulates your parents, too. he doesn’t want anyone suspecting anything.

manipulative!caleb who, to your parents eyes, is a very protective big brother who takes care of you since you were kids, nothing more than that.

manipulative!caleb who’s favorite time of the day is when he has to put you to sleep.

manipulative!caleb who, after showering you, feeding you dinner and tucking with you in bed, gets a little horny.

manipulative!caleb who likes to sit you on his lap in the darkness of your room, loudly kissing your lips and toying with the fat of your ass.

“hmmph, gege!” you yelped when you felt his big hands coming down you butt, holding onto his naked chest as you pouted.

“sorry, pips, I can’t help it.” he lied, he wasn’t sorry at all. “you know i get excited when we play like this, hmm?” caleb whispered against your lips, going for another kiss.

manipulative!caleb who likes to spit in your mouth when he makes you ride him, coaxing you to spit in his by telling you he feels thirsty and that’s the only way you could help him ૮꒰ྀི⊃⸝ ⸝ ⸝⊂꒱ྀིა

manipulative!caleb who likes it nasty, wet and messy, and gets his way by begging you over and over.

manipulative!caleb who whispers weak ‘i love you’s when he cums inside your creamy pussy; always.

manipulative!caleb who has to sleep in his room so your parents don’t question him, jerking off with your panties wrapped around his cock again and again because you’re the only thing he can think about.

manipulative!caleb who’s life orbits around you, everything is about you, you, you.

manipulative!caleb who made up his mind and convinced himself that, when you two move out, will lock you in a room and never let you go.

you don’t need anyone but your gege ໒꒰ྀི ܸ. .ܸ ꒱ྀི১

a/n: in my mind this and the other two caleb writings i have happen in the same universe, so we’ve got possessive and manipulative big brother caleb ૮꒰⸝⸝> <⸝⸝꒱ა

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pairing : hanamaki/reader

wordcount : 2.395

genre : fluff, smut, pwp

cw : established relationship

tags : voyeurism, reading doesn’t know she’s being watched but makki does????, oc roommate, daddy kink, squirting, riding, fingering, soft!makki, praise kink, dirty talk, multiple orgasms, overstimulation,

note : ive had this idea rattling around in my brain for ages. it’s got lit the BARE MINIMUM of plot it’s lit just pwp tbh so ENJOY

+ summary : makki overhears his roommate talking trash about how he can’t pleasure you, his girlfriend. so he puts on a little show to prove just how well he can treat you.

It started out with mumbled whispers in the spare bedroom. Makki was passing by, water bottle in hand as he made his way back to his own bedroom. 

The voice was familiar – the masculine tone of his roommate, Kensuke. If he had to guess he was on discord, chatting with some gaming buddies as usual. He was a nice enough guy, did what he was supposed to do in terms of pay rent and bills – that’s all Makki could really ask for. They had become roommates when Makki put out an ad and the rest was history. They were, by no means, friends and to be quite frank, they both liked it that way. 

And Makki wasn’t usually in the habit of eavesdropping but when he heard your name muffled through the wood, he paused. 

Pressing his ear against the door, he closed his eyes to block out all other external stimuli – focusing on the words being spoken by his roommate. 

“Yeah dude, Hanamaki’s girlfriend,” he muttered, “She’s a total babe, I don’t know how he managed to get her. She’s way out his league,” he was quite for a second before laughing, “Nah, she prances around in these little lounge shorts that just make her ass look great, trust me, it’s a sight.”

Makki rolled his eyes. Of course it would be that. He wasn’t insecure or worried about his roommates apparent attraction to you, no, he was pretty used to it. He knew you were pretty and, to be quite frank, it boosted his ego to hear how other men lost themselves over you. But Kensuke’s next words truly irked him and had him storming back to his bedroom with his jaw set in irritation.

“I can hear them bangin’ sometimes – like the bed moving and shit but she never makes any noise so he’s probably not even that good,” Kensuke laughs, “Anyone with eyes can see she’s too good for him – he can’t even get her to moan in bed, I feel kinda bad for him…poor guy. Anyway, let’s get this game goin’!”

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Anne Sexton, The Witch’s Life

Breathe (Oikawa Tooru x Reader)

Word Count: 2,425

Summary: As the manager of Aoba Johsai, you take it upon yourself to make sure everyone is taken care of. Which is why you find yourself making sure that a certain captain isn’t pushing himself, especially after a knee injury. It’s not until an incident in the locker room that you begin to realize just how much Oikawa means to you.

Warnings: FLUFF, making out, language

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I. Fucking. Love. Oikawa. Tooru. With. All. My. Heart.💕💕💕 I hope you guys like this one! I wanted to turn it into a smut but didn’t lol. Everyone is an Oikawa girl, don’t even lie! Please let me know what you think, and also let me know if you guys would be interested in some Oikawa smut👀👀 I’m currently working one on two more pieces. I want to show some Tendou love and everyone needs more Ushijima content in their life! I hope you guys are having a fantastic week and I’m so sorry for the slow updates! Stay safe and stay happy😊😊😊

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I guess you fell in to the wrong hands

Bonten trio x Detective! Reader

༄ Sanzu x reader, Ran x reader, Rindo x reader

One wrong move lands you in the back of Bonten's limousine, at the mercy of the very gangsters you were chasing.

ㅤ— Warnings. AFAB reader, NONCON to DUBCON to NONCON again, noncon creampie, oral (m. & f. Receiving), rough sex, forced breeding, blindfold, bondage, gun play, throat fucking, degradation, edging, dacryphilia, overstimulation, cervix kissing, choking, tummy bulge, foursome lmao, praise, facial, mindbreak, mean Sanzu and Rindo :(

ㅤ— WC. 3.8k (I think I got carried away)

ㅤ— minors don't interact. This work contains dark content, please heed all the warnings before proceeding.

ㅤ— Note. This is my first time writing DC lmao. And they've a limousine because I said so.

#tags. @festive @s-zu @poisanous @manjiken @bbytamaki

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To say that the mission had gone wrong would be an understatement because this is the worst possible outcome.

"Cat got your tongue?" A large hand fists your hair and you've to crane your head back to minimise the sting,"C'mon, Detective." The tape around your lips is snatched free, a hiss leaving your now free mouth. As soon as you part your lips, the nozzle of a gun is pressed up cold under your chin,"Scream n' I blow your brains out." The man- Rindo, warns. Your jaw clenched tightly, fists balled up behind your back with Rindo's tie binding your wrists. Your knees ached from kneeling on the floor of what looked to be the back of their limousine.

Rindo harshly claims your lips, pushing away whatever thoughts you were having. His hand cups the back of your head, making you unable to break the kiss. So, you bite down on his lip. Hard. The action has him reeling back with a grunt, red tainting his lips and purple locks swaying. A gun pokes at your temple,"Ran," The gun eases up but is still present,"It's alright." Wiping away the blood with his thumb, Rindo stares down at you,"I like 'em a bit feisty."

"You're lucky he's in the mood to play." Blue eyes blink up at you, a smirk pulling at the twin scars on his lips,"Or you'd already have a bullet in your head."

The clank of a belt pulls your attention in front. Rindo fists his cock, rubbing the tip on your lips,"No biting." Ran presses his finger on the trigger for assertion. Lips pressed tightly, you refused to give in. His fingers pinched your nose, having your jaw fall in reflex to gather oxygen. His brother shoved his cock in your mouth with a chuckle. Rindo gasped as he felt how warm your mouth is around him, eyes closing with a content sigh,"Oh Detective, yer' s'good at this." He's bucking his hips into your face and manoeuvering your head to meet his movements simultaneously. Your eye twitched in indignation, teeth threatening to scrape at his veiny length but the gun his brother held made you drop that plan.

Rindo, meanwhile, is ecstatic. Seeing the funky little detective on her knees in front of him and sucking on his dick just made him throb. You'd been such a difficult one, throwing a good fight, he's got a nasty bruise on his abdomen, just under his ribs to prove that. But fucking your mouth like this is worth it,"Fuck-" Fingers tighten around your hair when he hits the back of your throat. A choked moan breaks through your occupied mouth, muffled but managing to make Sanzu and Ran's pants tight nonetheless.

"Ngh, not gonna last long." Purple hair sticks to his forehead as he grits out in between groans. His thrusts become erratic, fucking your face roughly till spurts of hot cum fills your mouth. Rindo holds your head down on his dick,"Swallow." And he doesn't let go till he feels you gulp around his cock. Shamefully, you feel your panties dampen from having your throat fucked so roughly.

A moan slipping past his lips as he pulls out. You're leaning forward, lungs pumping in much needed air before a hand grabs your jaw and pulls your face up. A pair of lips crash on yours. Tongue intruding your mouth to savour what's left of Rindo's taste.

Eyes screwed shut, you try to stay still as the wet muscle roams your cavern, jaw aching in his grip. A few long seconds later, when he pulls away you lock eyes with erratic blue ones. Sanzu smirks down at you,"You taste like him."

Rindo scoffs and you can detect a playful tone in the sound. You're suddenly pushed forward by a hand pressing on your shoulder. Face tumbling between the pink haired man's thighs, you feel someone grop your ass,"Just unwrap her already."

Ran laughs, a breathy sound which you hate to admit made your pussy clench. Panic kicks in when your pants are yanked down all the way before deft fingers danced at the hem of your panties,"Hm? You're wet?" The pad of his finger slides over the wet patch of your underwear, pressing teasingly. Shaking your head, you pant heavily, resting your cheek on Sanzu's thigh. The said man chuckled,"Then how 'bout this?" Cupping your cheeks he tilts your face up to meet his gaze,"We play a game and if you win, we let ya' go."

Head dizzy from the harsh treatment from the younger Haitani, you don't think twice before agreeing. Without listening to the wager. Cursing yourself a few moments later as you lay on one of the seats of the long car, hands tied up with Rindo's belt now, readjusted above your head. Rindo's tie serving as a makeshift blindfold around your eyes while the cold nozzle of a gun trailed down your skin, clothes laying on the floor.

A whimper escapes you when the gun digs into your cheek. Ran's condescending coo echoing near your ear. The nozzle is soon nudging your lips before gliding past with aid of the drool glistening on them, courtesy of Rindo. The gun fucked your mouth, soaking the metal in your spit before pulling away,"Who was that, Detective?" Rindo's voice is a distant purr, probably because he's draped on the opposite seat. Biting your lip, you ponder a bit,"Ran."

"Wrong." You can hear the smugness in Rindo's voice but your angry train of thoughts are cut short when the gun is back on your skin. The wet nozzle is cold on your torso, trailing down your stomach before teasingly pressing against your panties. Your knees are torn open to allow the gun to continue on its path. A finger pushed your soaked panties to the side, dragging the nozzle on your slit. You gasp, breathless at the contact. A yelp tears through your mouth when the gun pushes past your entrance, your warm walls clamping around the cold metal,"Oh, look how you're ruining the gun." Sanzu rasps, entranced by the way the gun is coated in your juices as it's pulled out before slamming in roughly. Your pathetic moans embarrass you while they only aided in arousing the lurching men in the car.

The filthy scene of having a gangster's gun bullying into your pussy and oh- the went sounds that keep flooding in, you can't help but moan. Biting your lip, you try to subdue the sounds but it's so difficult when the hard weapon is thrusting inside you so harshly. Your toes curl and hips twitch as you near an unexpected, unwanted orgasm. But just as your walls clench, the gun's gone. Taunting chuckles erupt around the space before Rindo asks,"Who just fucked your slutty cunt with the gun?"

The ruined orgasm spiked irritation in your veins. Through the haze, you tried to think. When Ran spoke, it was Sanzu. So this time it must be,"Ran."

"You seem to want my brother an awful lot, Detective." Rindo clicks his tongue,"Sanzu, why don't ya' show her who just fucked her with the gun?"

A drop of perspiration trickling down your neck, the wager was, the winner gets whatever they want. Naoto had warned you that a single slip up can prove to be life threatening. That these were very dangerous people. But now that you're here, under their prying eyes, your body's second guessing if you wanna leave. Or maybe it's just your arousal talking.

Your closing legs are spread open by a gentle palm,"Before you ruin her, I'mma have a taste." Ran husks, lips pressing a soft kiss to the inside of your thigh.

Your blindfold is yanked down, the tie loosely pooling around your neck as Sanzu filled your vision. His mouth falling on your tits, sucking and teasing the hard buds,"You'll watch." Sanzu mumbles into your skin,"You'll watch everything we do." A hand squeezes your plump flesh harshly to accentuate his words.

The short purple haired man in turn settles between your legs. Tongue pressed flat on your clit, he hums,"S'sweet." A wet suckling had blood pooling at your cheeks,"You're getting off on this, eh?" Rindo leans forward and smirks at your half lidded eyes. A far way from the prestigious officer of law who had kicked him not even an hour ago. Your tummy flutters, the metaphorical coil tightening at his jeers. Your tied wrists are held in position by Sanzu's huge hand, discouraging any movement.

Light pink strands dragged along the valley of your breasts with Sanzu coating your nipples with his spit and biting. Your shoulders roll in the testament of pain but the jolts of pleasure from your pussy makes your back arch. You could feel Sanzu smirk against your skin but you're too busy whimpering for them to form a retort.

Ran moans as he swipes his tongue across your slit, dipping the tip in between your warm folds. His purple hair brushes soft between your thighs when he buries his face into your cunt. Nails digging into your palms, you try to bite back on your moans but Sanzu and Ran's mouths on your skin made it difficult. Your eyes squeeze shut as Ran's nose nudges against the hood of your clit. Lilac eyes watch you gush on the older Haitani's tongue, who devours you with loud slurping noises.

"'Nough now." Legs shaking as you pant breathless, coming down from the high while Sanzu pushed Ran away from you,"Gunna' show this bitch that yer' too soft to fuck her with a gun," A hasty rustle is heard with Ran's chuckle just before Sanzu smears the tip of his cock against your glistening pussy lips,"Like I did." He's bottoming out in a hard flick, uncaring about the scream that you let out as he stretched your walls without any real prep,"Oh- oh fuck," Digging tiny crescents on your thighs, he grips them unceremoniously. It burned, hurt but your body welcomed the pain, your mind reeling from the overwhelming sensation.

Your hands rose in protest, to push away at his chest but Ran's long fingers caught them, shoving them back on top of your head. With a smirk, he watched you struggle against their hold. His large hand draped over your mouth to subdue your screams,"Shhh," Soft lips press to your temple, a seemingly soft gesture but you should know better.

"Look a'her. She's still got some fight left in her." Rindo muses, resting his elbows on his knees. Sanzu pulls out all the way just to slam his cock back in,"Guess I'll just have to fuck the fight outta her then." Deep grunts rattle his chest as he feels your pussy wrap tightly around his length,"Ah you're s'fucking tight," The criminal moans above you, fucking you like a wild animal,"This is the best pussy I've ever had mhn," He's gulping when you thrash under him. The sadistic glint in his blue eyes has you whimpering and his cock bullying into your overestimated cunt wasn't helping,"Please," You beg,"'tis too much- ah!" Sanzu's hands press your knees up to your chest, folding you in half to go deeper. The new angle pulled shrill cries from your throat because his tip was knocking at your cervix,"Sanzu!" Tears streaming down your eyes, you plea for mercy but the man above you has this twisted grin, fucking you harder,"Haru." Ran coos, trailing his index finger down your cheek, a deep satiated sparkle in his beautiful purple orbs,"Call him Haru."

Lower lip trembling, you do as advised, his name rolling sweetly on your tongue. His jaw clenches taut,"Fuck," His name sounds so tempting laced in your voice,"Haru, Haru, Haru-" You choke up, stumbling his name in a prayer as your cunt spasms around his dick. Yet he still drills into your ever tightening hole with vigour, fucking you through your unwanted orgasm. Thrusts grew erratic as he neared his release, muttering curses under his breath,"Not inside her." Hesitantly, he pulled out his cock at Rindo's order, fist wrapping around the head to jerk ferociously,"Not yet at least." The hint at the unsaid words made him smirk through his high, releasing ropes of white semen on your cunt and thighs,"Oh, look at this," Sanzu laughs, exchanging places with Ran to grip a handful of your hair,"Made such a mess on my cock," Manoeuvering your face to the side, he's pressing his cock against your lips,"Clean it up, whore."

Ran grabs your boobs, squeezing the soft plush before humping his cock head on your entrance,"You ready for me, doll?" He's nicer than the other two in slowly pumping his cock inside your hole, giving you time to adjust while Sanzu's cock lay heavy on your tongue,"Use that tongue," He yanks at your hair harshly,"Fucking do it, slut." Swirling your tongue around his glistening cock, you wince at the mixture of your and his taste,"Oh, just like that, ah." His groans made you clench around Ran's dick and he laughed,"For someone who's an officer of law, you sure seem to enjoy being fucked by criminals." He rocks against your abused cunt a little, testing if the aftershocks of your previous high has subdued. You moan softly around Sanzu's cock and he's pulling out to not overestimate himself,"Maybe we should take her to Mikey."

"D'ya think of anything other than Mikey?" Ran grunts, teasing the man with scars but there's a hint of frustration in his tone.

A hand slithers around your neck, fingers pressing against the air columns dangerously,"Eyes on me now, dollface." The sickly sweet smile on his lips, a sharp contrast to his malicious gaze. One deep thrust and your head is thrown back, toes curling in from how deep he is inside you,"Still so tight," He's longer than Sanzu, filling you so nicely that you don't even remember why you were fighting against them,"Even after Haru fucked you, hm?" Ran moans and the sound made your pussy clench,"Looks like I'll just have to fuck you better, yeah?" You're heaving shallow puffs of hot breath, too lost to answer. But the question wasn't meant for you because Ran's eyes flicked to meet the other man's blue ones who scoffed at the words.

"Wow." Rindo's voice snaps the men from their stare. He moves, leering over your body beside Sanzu in an instant while you squirm under his brother. Following his brother's gaze, Ran's eyes land on your form, whistling once he noticed the outline of his cock under the skin of your belly,"Holy shit," Sanu smirks at the sight as Rindo presses his warm palm down on the bulge. Ran stills inside you, gripping your hips tightly to avoid cumming right there like a damn teenager. You though, are wailing from the slight pain,"Please, Ran,"

The men smirk, you finally fell for Ran's trick,"As you wish, my pretty doll." Pulling you up by the grip he had on your throat, his mouth clashes against yours. His tongue picks up hits of your sweet taste on your tongue mixed with Sanzu's. Pulling you on his lap as he sits back on the seat, Ran moves your body on his dick with ease, your smaller frame just acting the purpose of a rag doll for his pleasure. Your bound wrists rested behind his shoulders, arms around his neck as you kissed him back,"She sure likes you, Ran." Sanzu snickers, palm striking at your ass hard. You cry into the kiss from the impact,"Shh," A buck of his hips up to yours had you falling back into moans for him,"I got you."

A thumb prods at the tight puckered hole,"No!" Ran is quick to shush you,"It's alright," His hand gently cages your breasts. Sanzu snickers behind you,"We don't have lube anyway." One last slap on your stinging ass and you're pressing harder against Ran's body. Trailing his fingers down your curves, he drapes his palm on the small of your back. Purple orbs urge you to ride him at your pace,"Such a good doll for me," He smirks when you pump yourself full of his cock with each thrust,"Doing s'good for me, hm?" The hand on your breast is busy teasing the nipple, his mouth paying attention to the other,"Ran," You sultry moan would've shocked you if you were in the right state of mind,"Gonna cum,"

"Then go ahead n' cream on my cock, doll." His sweet tone is triumphed by his brother's biting one. Rindo's hand wraps around your neck as it slides around your shoulder,"Moaning like a whore for my brother."

Ran's chuckle fans breezy on your breast, his lips still wrapped around your nipple as he feels you clench around his cock at his brother's harsh words,"Fucking cum on his cock, slut." Rindo snaked his other hand around your waist, fingers finding your puffy clit, pinching roughly. Your nails dug on his brother's shoulders, a wail dragging on your tongue as your orgasm ripped through every fiber of your body,"Oh- oh fuck," Ran held your hips, moving them to ride you through your high before he's pulling you off his throbbing cock. Rindo pushes you down on your knees, in between Ran's legs, hand holding your jaw up to face his older brother,"Tongue out." Dizzy and tired, your mouth falls open, tongue drooling on your lower lip. Your eyes focus on Ran's face, brows furrowed in pleasure and mouth forming a small 'O'. His hand fisted his cock, jerking faster till he's cumming with a moan, thick spurts of cum shooting on face, falling on your tongue and on your cheeks.

"What a messy slut you are, Detective L/N." Rindo turns your face to his. Smirking sadistically when he notices the lost look in your eyes. His thumb pushes the bit of cum at the corner of your lips inside your mouth,"Maybe I should fuck you like you deserve." You're pushed down on the floor of the car, face flush against the carpet, ass raised.

Rindo smacks your ass before thrusting his dick inside your used pussy,"Still tight, ah-" He chokes up on his groan as he buries balls deep in your cunt,"We should keep her." You recognize Sanzu's voice barely above your own moans,"She's already ours,"Aren't ya', doll?" You're too dumb to do anything but moan with Rindo fucking you into the floor. A hand gripping tight on your hair yanked you up to face Ran's devilishly handsome face,"Answer him, whore."

Tears slip down your cheeks, mingling with Ran's sticky cum at the jolts of pain at your scalp. The Haitani knelt in front of you, taking your burning face in his huge palms,"You belong to us now." Thumb pressing on your lower lip, he pulled your mouth open. His brother's hips slammed into yours with such force that your body shuddered, eyelids dropping heavy. A hot globe of wetness hit your tongue with a 'putah'.

Fingers pressed into your cheeks, near the corners of your mouth to push your mouth close,"Got it?" You saw the darkness in his eyes as you swallow his spit. Managing out a mushed "yes" Between moans, you try to hold yourself up on shaky arms. Your knees scraped on the carpet with each ruthless thrust from Rindo. You're nearing another orgasm even after the ones you just had.

Rindo's fingers tangle in your strands, pulling hard to make you cry out,"That's it, whore." Ran's hand is around your throat now, tight and unyielding,"I can feel you clamping down on me. You're about to cum, aren't you?"

"Again?" Sanzu sneers, grabbing your cheek to hurl you towards him. Tilting his head to kiss your mouth, he groans upon catching a taste of Ran,"What a pathetic slut."

Rindo is grunting, purple and black strands falling in front of his eyes as he nears his own precipice,"Maybe I should cum inside you, a gift from Bonten." Eyes shooting wide open, you struggle under the three men's hold but to no avail,"Please, no-" Ran is pressing his lips to the shell of your ear,"Shh, it's alright," He's hushing you down but you don't fall for it this time,"No, anything but that, please Rindo- oh!" A hand sneaked around to play with your clit,"Won't you be a good girl for me, doll?"

Sanzu scoffs in mockery,"She's not your good girl, Ran." Digging his fingers in your cheeks, he spits in your mouth,"She's our dirty whore," Icy blue eyes observe as you gulp down his gift in a panicked frenzy,"Right, Rin?"

"Yeah," Said man growls, pressing the pads of his fingers on your clit, rubbing tight circles to pull sweet sounds from your unwilling lips,"Fuck, you're clenching me s'tightly, fuck." You try to beg him but his cock hitting that spot inside you again and again had your vision spotting and mind going blank,"Fucking stop complaining and take what I'm giving ya'."

Your head falls forward in Sanzu's hands as Rindo's thrusts tip you over the edge. You recognize his distant grunts through the ringing in your ears,"Cumming-" Panic blooms in your chest again once you hear his words,"No, please, not inside!" Sanzu claims your noisy mouth, muffling all complains,"Fucking take it, detective." Rindo's voice breaks as he starts cumming, painting your walls white,"Take it all," He's pumping inside you with sloppy thrusts. You sob against Sanzu's mouth, his tongue assaulting your mouth.

"I think she did pretty well." Ran chirps,"Took all three of us like a good doll." You collapse on his lap, his thigh pillowing your head. His fingers move the locks of hair sticking to your sweaty forehead and something that seemed to be akin to adoration in his eyes.

Two fingers are plugged in your soiled cunt after Rindo pulled out his softening cock,"Couldn't have you wasting your parting gift, now, can we?" He's gathering the drops of his cum trickling down your thighs and pushing them in your fluttering pussy,"What a greedy fucking whore." Sanzu whistles when you moan at the feel of Rindo's fingers thrusting slowly inside your hole,"What would your partner say if he saw you like this, being our cumdump, huh?" Your glassy eyes and trembling lips only made the younger Haitani chuckle.

"Who am I kidding, you're already ours."

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“teach me”

“no”

“why not?!”

“because i don’t want to”

sae stares blanky at your frustrated face (he thinks it’s cute but he’d rather be buried alive than to admit it out loud) through his phone screen. you were asking him to teach you some spanish just for funsies but sae being sae, he doesn’t want to cooperate

“then, let me at least hear you speak some sentences, please?” you try to bargain, pulling the puppy eyes on him. you’ve watched multiple clips of his interviews in the past where he spoke a little bit of spanish and you wanted to hear it when he’s talking to you.

to your surprise (not) sae just rolls his eyes as his response, earning a little huff from you

“you know what sae, nevermind” you say in defeat. putting your hands up in front of the camera to show that you’ve surrendered into trying to make sae say something in spanish. your attention is no longer at the stoic boy, but on twitter, tiktok, instagram, you name it, your attention was probably there. if he’s not gonna cooperate then fine. two can play this game

sae noticed that you suddenly went quiet on him. he calls out your name but you don’t budge. that only meant one thing. you were ignoring him.

you hear sae sigh at the other end. before you can ask him what his problem was, he clears his throat,

“te amo cada día más y te amare pase lo que pase”

you swear you felt like you just entered the gates of heaven with the way the words smoothly rolls out of his tongue like honey.

“happy now?” you can hear the bluntness in his voice. “and open your camera, tch” he clicks his tongue in annoyance. you hurriedly opened your camera once again to see sae’s face once again but with a faint blush on his cheeks. you instantly took a screenshot which sent a notification on sae’s end causing the latter to raise his brows in confusion.

“what’s with the big smile on your face?” sae asks, adjusting his pillow behind him, watching you smile like an idiot. (his idiot)

“because you spoke in spanish” you gush, smiling uncontrollably at your boyfriend. sae snickers before gazing at you lovingly.

“did you even understand what i just said?”

“nope, but i know it was probably something romantic” you wiggle your eyebrows at sae who only smiles at your reaction. you can see his whisker dimples poking through, a tell tale sign that he was genuinely smiling. a rare sight to see.

“so, are you gonna tell me what you just said?”

“no”

“sae!”