𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧

Fucking with the Demon Cyborg

Contents ⇀ Consensual, Neck/ear/nape kissing, Soft genos, Missionary, Riding/Cowgirl, Sync'ed cumming, Short headcanon, Female reader, (sort of) raw sex, fluff at the end

》Being a cyborg, Genos can't really feel pain on certain parts of his body. However, that doesn't mean he couldn't feel someone's touch if they ever do place a hand against his metallic appendages. His arms can barely feel any sort of contact but if you interlock hands with him he'd most likely enjoy the warmth emitting from your fingertips.

》His arms, legs and stomach are the areas where he could feel something but not enough for him to react. It is where deadly devices of all sorts are stored so it's understandable why the doctor wouldn't burden his body with the modification for it to feel pain. But the places in which he does feel something (enough for him to react to) are located near his energy core; His chest area, neck and even the parts where plastic flesh covered his robotic figure. Are the parts that granted him the ability to perceive humane and even unpleasant contact.

》And with all these information, you both use it to your advantage and pleasure.

》He's still human after all, under all that machinery and android lies a genuine man's heart that can express emotions too. Emotions such as; happiness, anger, sorrow, love and lust.

》He adores it whenever you'd kiss and touch his ear's and nape. He loves how smoothly you run your fingers through them whenever you're both getting frisky with your hands. Suck on the shell of his ear and you'd basically feel him vibrate against you.

》Very vocal. The sounds he make are for you and you only, he promises to stay still if you'd go a lil lower, just under his ear lobe. That spot always gets him melting. Your touch has him in such an addictive state, pupils dilating as dopamine pumps through his brain (or what's left of it at least)

》He has a bunch of detachable dildos he can use to penetrate through you and you can never get that headcanon out of my mind. (Did the doctor make it as well? Let's say no because that'd be a little to awkward.)

》Let's just say that vibrations can cause such an impact on Genos and that you'd use toys that'll waver for pleasure. The silicon cock attached onto his crotch area. Him feeling it shake whenever he rams inside you. The quivering feeling inside your pussy felt so good you could cry. That being said, he'd definitely thrust in and out as much as possible to see tears stream down your face, your pretty, pretty face being in between his steel fingers as it squeezes you to look at him.

》Gosh those eyes of his. Watching your every twitch and whine, your hips arching to grind onto his throbbing cock. You could see your own reflection in those shinning surfaces, yet the most visible view in front of you right now was how high he was feeling as he pulls in and out of your folds.

"Are you alright? " He asks in between breathes, his energy core getting warmer and warmer at the sight of your sprawled legs hooked onto him. You nod in response, hoisting yourself up as you propped on top of him.

"Go deeper, please.. "

》That look on your face almost made his system crash. Everything you're doing to him right now is something he'll savor and take his time with, especially those sweet lips of yours.

》You were sat on top of him, bouncing yourself with his help. The cold feeling of his palms roamed your body as you both felt your release coming.

"Genos.. Y-you close?.. "

He gives you a rough nod, eyes closed and teeth gritting.

》It felt so good. So fucking good and he wants you to come together, in sync like the gears that rapidly whirled inside his mechanical frame. The vibrations getting quicker and stronger as he feels every wave of it through your heated sex. Your pussy wets his cock, dripping through your thighs as you bob onto him.

It squeeze around him, squelching noises being mixed with your moaning voices "Genos.. oh..! Mmmh..!! " He gripped onto your thighs harder, bruising the flesh a bit as he starts to come with you.

》Obviously enough, he doesn't have the ability to release sperm from his features. So the one who usually dampens and makes a mess on the sheets is you.

》catching your breaths you both gaze into each other lovingly, a small grin emitting from you as you plop beside his robotic figure.

You playfully flick his forehead, laughing when he hugs you close in response "You didn't short circuit this time. " You teased, earning a chuckle from him.

"That was one time. I'm certain it won't happen again. " He kissed your forehead, making circles with his thumb against your shoulder.

"Hm, But.. " Closing the gap between you, a small peck was left on his lips "I found it so adorable when you acted like that because of me. "

》Almost nothing can kill this man, but you, you are most definitely going to be the death of him.

I need more fanfiction of this man, I swear I read almost every fic I can find abt him w w w w w w

-Lath

Merlot 🍷

CEO Shinobu x AFAB! Assistant Reader

Warning: public sex, finger fucking, alcohol consumption, cunnilingus, bathroom sex, squirting, sadistic Shinobu / Dom Shinobu

A/N: a last minute pride fic, since June was a wonky month for me lol. Regardless, we’re queer year round on this blog and I have plenty of WLW ideas. This fic was honestly self indulgent lmfaooo 🥴

Word count: 3.1k

The red wine in your glass creates a bubbling sense of warmth in your body every time you take a sip. Your cheeks feel warm, your legs feel heavy, as if you’d never want to move ever again. You’re only half paying attention to whatever the man before you kms droning on about. Some sort of business proposal for the Kocho Family Pharmaceutical company. You can tell by the way your boss is sitting beside you, she’s not interested at all. 

Kocho Shinobu, the youngest daughter of the Kocho family and also the heir to her father’s company. Her older sister, Kanae, respectfully declined her “birth right” and passed the heir title on to a more than willing Shinobu. You swirl your wine glass, bringing the contents to your lips and hoping it will eventually dull the insistent blabbering. You glance sideways at Shinobu, a similar wine glass sits before her on the table, but her hands are resting on her lap, leaving the contents untouched. 

You let your eyes wander a bit lower, focusing on her chest. How shameless of you, you nearly chuckle as you pull your eyes away to look at the man once more. He’s not as fun to look at as your boss is, especially when she’s wearing a low cut dress. It was deep purple, just like her eyes, just like the ends of her hair. How the man before the two of you could even focus you weren’t sure, then again you’d rather his eyes not linger on her for more than necessary. Even then, you seemed oblivious to the fact that he was focusing on you more than Shinobu. 

To make it even worse, you seemed to be painfully unaware of the growing agitation from the woman beside you. 

Delicately, Shinobu moved one of her hands from her lap and placed it on the leather booth below. The gap between your rights was no bigger than six inches, if Shinobu could have it differently, you’d be squished together in the booth. Curse fancy restaurants and their attention to detail. She listened to every word the man uttered, she knew within five minutes of the dinner that she wouldn’t accept his offer. Yet, it’s been an hour and she’s letting him drone on so she can sit beside you, enveloped in the perfume she gifted you. 

She glances at you, she can tell you’re completely uninterested in what is being said. Shinobu’s eyes linger, trailing down the column of your neck, ghosting your shoulders and collarbone, dipping even lower to your cleavage wrapped tightly in a satin black cocktail dress. The sight makes her mouth water. She shifts focus, her hand still resting on the leather separating your thighs. She finally reached for her glass, sipping it carefully. She times herself, setting the glass down a little harsher than necessary as she moves to rest her hand on your exposed thigh. 

Her plan worked, you jumped a bit as her hand made contact with you, but it was masked as you being scared by the sound of the glass hitting the table. “Oh~ don’t mind me. Continue.” She ignores the way you eye her, cheeks warm from the wine and now from the shock of her hand on you. He shrugs it off, continuing with his blabbering. Shinobu is careful, her fingers tapping idly on the flesh of your thigh. She enjoys the way it bounces slightly under her touch, it’s just as soft as she envisioned it to be, lucky her. 

She’s a little less careful as she squeezes your supple flesh, watching your fingers twitch as you grab your wine glass. She’s proud of the fact that you know enough to keep your reactions to a minimum. This wouldn't be the first time she toyed with you during a business meeting, but she intended this to be the farthest she’s ever taken it. Shinobu is the mood to see how far she can go before it’s too much not only for you but for the party that is forced to sit through it. She’d fuck you right here on the table if she could, but there are too many lingering eyes for that. 

Your breathing is a little more ragged, the urge to take deep breaths is nearly overwhelming as her hands creep further upwards. Shinobu doesn’t stop once she meets your dress, going as far as to pull your thigh towards her, not stopping until your knee meets her’s. You keep your eyes trained on your wine glass as her perfectly manicured fingers scratch at your inner thigh. She’s teasing you, her fingers merely inches away from your sex but she won’t touch you just yet. “So, what do you think so far?” The direct question didn’t faze Shinobu as much as it did for you. 

You swallow, blinking as you force a smile onto your face and look over at your boss. For the first time since sitting down, the two of you made direct eye contact. Shinobu smiles at you, nodding. “I think we’d like to hear more from you.” You’d never guess she wasn’t interested. He seems more confident, going into another spiel about the benefits combining both companies would have. All the while, Shinobu’s fingers are kneading the flesh of your inner thigh. Your brain goes back to autopilot, tuning the man out as Shinobu toys with you. 

You’re aching now, an uncomfortable wetness becoming more prominent due to the air reaching your cunt. You feel your arousal, clinging to the fabric of your panties, it’s making you squirm. You feel warm, the sticky sensation making you want to get up and run to the bathroom but Shinobu’s fingers tell you otherwise. She’s using one finger to swipe up your slit, the material pressing further into your sex and collecting more arousal. You reach for your wine glass again, sipping the nearly black looking  liquid in hopes of it hiding your struggle.

The last thing you expected was for Shinobu to play with your pussy while you sat in a fancy restaurant for a business proposal. 

Then again, you were pretty naive for not expecting it. She continued like that for a while, sliding her finger up and down your covered slit until she could tell your panties were soaked. You set your glass down, fingers clenching as you moved to settle them in your lap. Though it was a bit of a struggle considering Shinobu’s hand was playing between your legs. You knew better than to touch her hand or even try and move it away. 

Any sort of movement on your part would immediately bring attention. So you let her do as she pleased, just as you always did.

It was nearly agony, but it seemed Shinobu was feeling generous with you. Two slender fingers dipped under your panties, making contact with your bare heat. You swallowed, throat drying up as you reached for your wine, as if the liquid would do anything to quench your thirst. She continued the same teasing motion, sliding her fingers along your slit until they were slick with your arousal. She ghosted your clit, sliding over the sensitive bud before dipping lower, prodding your entrance. 

Your legs fell open just a bit more, allowing her more space to do as she wanted with you. “Sir, could you repeat that last part?” Shinobu smiled sweetly, feigning innocence as she pushed her two fingers knuckle deep into your cunt. You nearly choked, watching the man’s attention shift from you to her and repeat whatever bull shit he had just uttered. Much to Shinobu’s dismay, his eyes returned to you after he repeated his sentence. Her annoyance made itself known in the way she roughly curled her fingers. You take a shaky breath, eyes nearly watering as she rubs against a sensitive part of you. The pleasure is building as she curls her fingers and scissors you open, completely avoiding your clit. 

You’re thankful for the ambience in the restaurant, or else you were positive the man sitting across from the two of you would be able to hear the slick squelch of Shinobu’s fingers working you open. It’s embarrassing, to an extent. But the idea of getting caught also has your body reacting to her touch. Shinobu pauses her thrusting, pressing up against various parts of your walls until she finds that one particular spot. She knows she’s found it when your thighs immediately tense. To make matters worse, she takes the time to massage that particular spot. She watched your hands shake as you brought the glass of wine up to your lips again. 

Your breath fogs the glass, barely able to let the liquid escape the cup as she forces a soft moan out of you. Your wine glass seems to swallow it whole, though the tiny smirk on her lips tells you she heard it. You put the glass down, the lingering taste of cherry and plum making you feel parched. Slowly, the heel of Shinobu’s palm roughly massaged your throbbing clit. You knew you were a goner the moment she started, the build up in your gut felt like a dam was about to burst. You could feel sweat forming on your brow, suffocated by the environment around you as Shinobu finger fucked you at the dinner table. 

“Pardon me, but is your assistant feeling alright, Miss. Kocho?” You barely process what he is saying, rather you’re trying to steady your breathing as Shinobu’s fingers never falter. “Oh! She’s fine, you’ll have to forgive her sir. After one glass of Merlot she gets a bit dazed…” Shinobu glanced at you, jaw clenching slightly when she noticed how far away you looked. Perhaps she was taking it a little too far, she failed to consider the wine you had in your system. “If it’s not too much trouble, do you mind if we run to the ladies room?” Shinobu’s fingers were still thrusting in and out of your cunt as she spoke, the heel of her palm stroking your clit. 

“Oh, I see.” He chuckled softly, it sounded almost predatory. “By all means, take your time ladies.” Shinobu forced her smile, pulling her hand away from your cunt entirely. “Thank you so much.” She was motioning you out of the booth, watching as you seemed to recollect yourself pretty quick. You were nearly running to the bathroom by the time Shinobu got out of the booth. The women’s room was dimly lit, just like the rest of the establishment. Luckily the music was much louder than in the restaurant, the stalls were closed off rooms. Nobody would see nor hear you. Perfect. 

“Aren’t you risky…” Shinobu purred as she guided you into one of the stalls. “M-me? You just…” you couldn’t even say it, your face warm and body aching. You had been so close to coming and she had stopped, all because that oaf noticed your dazed look. Shinobu rolled her eyes, pushing you up against the tiled wall. “My pretty girlfriend is gaining too much attention…” Shinobu cooed softly, her body flush to yours. “I don’t like it, I’m the only one allowed to look at you that way…” you’re panting, completely engulfed in her. “Girlfriend, huh?” You teased her for the title, but it sent a wave of excitement through you anyways. This was the first time she had called you her girlfriend. 

“Yeah, my girlfriend. You’re mine, if you haven’t figured that out already.” She huffs softly, there was the Shinobu you knew and loved. You lean forward, kissing her deeply, your hands roaming to her hips and holding them tightly. Your tongues swirl around each other, the lingering taste of merlot wine was intoxicating. Shinobu busies herself with your dress, pushing it all the way up and revealing the lacy panties she had been feeling rather than seeing. Your hands moved lower, the intentions to do the same thing clawing at your mind. “Ah, Ah.” Shinobu pulled away, cheeks flushed and lips swollen from the kiss. “You can worry about me when we go home, back to my place I mean. We can do whatever you want when we get there.”  

She chuckles softly, thumb rubbing circles on your bare hip. “For now, let me have you… I won’t be able to turn that idiot’s proposal down properly if all I can think about is you and your pretty cunt.” You nod, lips finding hers again as she tugs your underwear down to your knees. The kiss doesn’t last nearly as long as you want it to, but you can’t complain as she drops to her knees before you. Your boss…girlfriend?… was about to eat you out in the stall of a fancy restaurant’s bathroom… while a potential client was waiting patiently back at the table. “Fuck…Shinobu are you sure this is…” the words die on your lips as her tongue licks a fat stripe up your inner thigh. “A good idea? Yeah, I’m positive it is.” 

She can’t stop now, not when your kiss is lingering on her lips, the taste of your wine sitting on her tongue. She glances up at you one more time before pulling your hips forward. Only your upper back is braced on the tile wall, your hands fidgeting and unsure where to go as Shinobu grips your thighs. Her nails dig into the flesh of your thighs deliciously, violet eyes roaming over your needy cunt. She doesn’t say anything as she moves forward, lips connecting with your sex as her tongue prods your slit open. You whine immediately, chest heaving as your heart races. Shinobu’s tongue focuses on your aching clit, flicking the sensitive nub until you’re mewling. She lets go of one thigh, moving her hand lower. 

You’re watching her with blown out pupils, breath catching in your throat as her fingers enter you again. You let yourself trust the music, moaning loudly as she searches for that particular spot again. This time, Shinobu finds it almost immediately. “F-fuck… carefully w-with that…” your voice is weak, especially when she begins massaging that one spot. She hums, sending vibrations through you as she switches from flicking your clit to sucking on it. “S-Ah-Shinobu…” you choke, the build up in your gut has returned tenfold. “I-I’m serious… Nobu… I’m gonna make a mess.” You’re squeezing your eyes shut, embarrassed because you know what’s coming. She didn’t slow, she moved quicker. 

Sweet noises tumbled from your lips as your fingers found stability on her shoulders. Your thighs trembled with effort to keep yourself upright, but you were slowly losing that battle. Shinobu’s lips continued to suck on you harshly, her fingers massaging what you assumed was your “g-spot” until it felt like you were about to burst. “S-Shinobu… please… it feels like you’re gonna make me… pee.” You squeal, face warm as you feared what was to come. Shinobu seemed to laugh, vibrating your cunt. She wanted to tell you to just let it happen, that you wouldn't actually pee, but if she stopped, she was positive she’d lose what she’s accomplished so far. She was going to ruin you, here and now. 

So, she kept going, pretending not to hear your desperate pleas. You felt tears burn your eyes, pleasure making your body shake as your orgasm was dangled right in front of you. You couldn’t stop it if you wanted to, Shinobu’s relentless pace made it hard to think straight. “S-Shinobu please… I’m gonna cum…” you wailed loudly, not caring if anyone heard you at this point. Again, too occupied to properly respond, she manages to pick up her already brutal pace. You stood no chance, body convulsing as you came. You’re gasping for air, legs nearly giving out as you blink away the spots in your vision. You had barely processed the shining puddle below you. 

“O-oh fuck did I…” you’re still breathing heavy, embarrassment flooding you cheeks. Shinobu pulls away from you, her lips and chin shining with your arousal. She smiles, looking smug as she brings her fingers to her lips and sucks your arousal off of them. “You didn’t pee. You squirted.” Her tone dripped with sarcasm as she uttered the word. Somehow, you felt more embarrassed about squirting. “Don’t look so scared, it’s pretty fucking hot.” She smiles down at the mess you made, some of it is still leaking down your thighs. “If I was in the mood to be nice, I’d bring you out to the car and have you wait while I turn that idiot’s proposal down…” 

Shinobu moved closer, managing to avoid the mess on the floor as her body pressed flush against yours. “But I’m not in the mood to be nice…” her tone was seductive, you’d even go as far as to say it was sadistic. “I want to see you squirm, pretty girl.” Her dainty fingers reached down to tug your panties up, watching as flinch when the cold material met your heat. “You can survive a little more, right? Listen to him drone on and on while you sit in your arousal slick panties? Your pussy aching and leaking…” you swallowed, her unfiltered language had you feeling hot all over. “C’mon, use your words, pretty girl.” You blinked. 

“Y-yeah…” she shook her head at your weak response. “Now, that’s no way to talk to me…” she fixed you with a stern glare, her lips hovering over yours. “Y-yes ma’am, I’ll be good and wait.” You choked out, head moving forward on its own to try and close the distance. Shinobu smiled, one that was genuine. “Good girl.” She purred softly before closing the distance for you, her teeth sinking into your lower lip so you were forced to open them. You gasped, tasting your own arousal on her tongue mixed with wine, your hand cupping her cheeks to keep her from moving away. It was your longest kiss yet, perhaps your sloppiest too. Shinobu pulled away for air a moment later. 

“Now, save the rest for later. We have a long winded proposal to turn down.” She smirked, tugging your dress down and taking your hand. “Shouldn’t we…clean that…” you look down at the mess then back at Shinobu. She shook her head “don’t worry about it.” You had a funny feeling she liked seeing how embarrassing it made you, but then again, you couldn’t be mad at her for it. “Whatever you say, Miss Kocho.” Her grip on your hand tightens, eyes narrowing as she looks at you. “Call me that again and we may never leave this bathroom.” It wasn’t a threat, rather, it was a challenge. “Miss Kocho…” it was your turn to purr, smiling smugly as she shut her eyes and inhaled deeply. 

“You’ll be the death of me.”

The Perfect Date

Gamer!Tomioka x Fem!Reader

Happy Birthday Giyu!

10k Words

Sfw Warnings: Gamers in love, you meet at a Cafe, strangers to friends to lovers, cat loving, Shinobu is a wingman

Nsfw Warnings: Suggestive comments, sexual pining, sexual tension, seduction, cunnilingus, vaginal sex, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, creampie, cockwarming

Not many people got to befriend their idol streamer, but you supposed you were lucky. Even if you wanted to be so much more.

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𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭. 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐧𝐢

pairing: geto suguru x f!reader summary: moments between you and geto, and how you inevitably ended up in his bed. genre: smut, college au, ends in fluff, geto is whipped tbh notes/warnings: mdni, vaginal sex, squirting, creampie, praise kink!, mentions of womanizer gojo bc it makes me giggle, somewhat flirty geto, flirty gojo, shoko smokes, mentions of alcohol, first time posting smut pls be nice it's mid at best. rushed and barely edited!! yes this is a repost oops. wc: ~4.9k

i.

if someone had told you five months ago that you would eventually end up in geto suguru's bed, you would've laughed in their face.

the names geto suguru and gojo satoru were notorious across your campus, and yet you had never interacted with them before you met ieiri shoko. gojo satoru was known for his flirtatious tendencies, and with a simple smile and a flash of his bright, blue eyes he was able to get most people fall for him. he had no shortage of admirers or flings, and he took great pride in the fact that none of his short-lived romances had ever ended badly.

geto suguru, on the other hand, had rarely been seen pursuing anyone. there were rumors, of course, of the lucky individuals that had gotten to spend the night with him, but geto had never taken it upon himself to confirm or deny any of them.

you couldn't care less about either one of their love lives, but no matter what classes you took and no matter who you sat next to, they always became a topic of conversation.

"so, are you going?"

you looked up from your notes to see your seatmate— mika, you think her name was— looking at you curiously. you gave her a puzzled look, earning an exasperated one in return before she leaned in.

"to the party tonight?" she whispered conspiratorially. "you know, the one gojo and geto are hosting?"

"no," you replied, turning back to your notes in hopes of ending the conversation. the truth was that you were attending, you were just hoping to get in, get tipsy, and leave before anything interesting could happen. in addition to being attractive, gojo satoru was also loaded, and that usually meant that he supplied all the alcohol at his parties without demanding some sort of payment from anyone who attended. as a broke college student, who were you to turn down free alcohol?

"you should," mika continued, a soft giggle leaving her lips as she jotted down some notes. "i heard geto will actually be there this time. something about it being in his honor."

your nose scrunched at her soft sigh, and she gave you a look of disbelief when you remained unimpressed with her news.

"you know, he barely shows up to these things, even though he lives there," she pressed on, biting her lip as she giggles.

"look," you said, not unkindly. "i'm gonna be honest with you; i could not care less about either one of them."

mika huffed before turning away, and you sighed in relief when she made no effort to continue the conversation. you looked away when you hear a snort coming from your left, and you raised your gaze to meet a pair of tired, brown eyes.

"not a fan of gojo and geto?" the girl asked, earning an amused laugh from you.

"i wouldn't know," you replied truthfully, shrugging casually. "never met 'em."

you watched as the girl barked out a laugh at your response, holding out a hand for you to shake. "i like you. i'm ieiri shoko."

you gave her your name as you shook her hand, your conversation coming to an abrupt end when your professor walked in. you smiled to yourself when the lecture eventually ended, watching as mika hurried out of class after giving you an unimpressed look.

"so, are you really not going to the party?" shoko asked, falling into step with you as you left the building. you watched as she pulled out a pack of cigarettes, placing one between her lips before offering one to you. you shook you head lightly as she patted her pants pockets. "you wouldn't happen to have a lighter, would you?"

"of course i'm going," you replied, rummaging through your backpack for your lighter. you handed it to her with a smirk, earning a raised eyebrow in return as she lights the stick between her lips. "i'd be an idiot not to. i just wanted mika to stop talking."

"i guess i'll see you there," shoko mused, placing your lighter back into the palm of your hand as you came to a crosswalk. "look for me when you get there, yeah? you seem like good company."

you nodded your head as she waved, walking off in the opposite direction you were headed toward. you made it through the rest of your day without incident, making sure to grab an early dinner before taking a quick shower and lying down.

a quick glance at your clock let you know that it was nearing eight, and you sighed loudly before standing up and walking over to your closet to pick out your outfit. you took your time getting ready, music blasting as you finally slipped on your shoes and ordered a ride.

by the time you arrived at the party, it was in full swing. you could feel the bass thumping from where you stood on the sidewalk, and you quickly made your way to the front door in an attempt to escape form the cold wind.

you made a beeline towards the kitchen, resolving to get a drink first before looking for shoko. you hummed along to the song that was playing as you grabbed a cheap plastic cup, pouring yourself whatever what in the bottle closest to you. you slowly made your way out of the kitchen, raising the cup to your lips before catching sight of mika. you jolted lightly, placing your cup on the nearest table when you saw her turn your way before you ducked into a hallway.

a quiet grunt left your lips when you collided against something hard, and you felt yourself tilting backwards before a strong set of hands landed on your waist to steady you.

"woah there, are you okay?"

you glanced up to see geto suguru standing in front of you, an amused smile on his face as he studied you. you shot another glance into the main room, sighing in relief when you realized mika was no longer visible.

"yeah," you mumbled, straightening up and facing geto once more. "i'm good."

it was silent for a few seconds as geto followed your previous line of sight, his hands still resting comfortably on your waist. he turned back when you tapped his shoulder awkwardly, and you were met with the same amused smile still present on his face. he hummed in acknowledgement, looking down at you curiously as you leaned back slightly.

"you can let go now."

"my apologies," geto replied smoothly, his hands lingering for a few seconds before he pulled away. "just wanted to make sure you were okay. i'm—"

"i see you've met geto."

you peeked behind geto's broad frame to see shoko leaning against the wall across from you, and you watched as a look of mild surprise crossed geto's face.

"you two know each other?" he asked, earning nods from the two of you in return. the surprise on his face melted away into a charming smile, and he held his hand out for you to shake. "the pleasure is all mine."

you shook his hand lightly, nodding at him before turning back to shoko. you handed her your lighter wordlessly, and she gave you a grin before beckoning for you to follow her. the two of you exited out the back door, making your way towards the bordering fence as geto followed.

"i haven't seen you around before," geto commented casually, earning a suspicious look from shoko as he attempted to make conversation with you. he gave her a lopsided smile, tilting his head towards you briefly as shoko scoffed at him.

"don't go out much," you mumbled, giving him a dull look at you shrugged.

"why? overprotective boyfriend?" geto asked, earning an amused look from you at his boldness. you chuckled lightly, shaking your head as you crossed your arms.

"more like an overly comfy bed," you retorted, watching as he nodded at your words.

"i'm sure mine is comfier. i can show you, if you'd like," he responded slyly, a handsome smile on his face as he leaned in slightly.

"nah, i'm good."

geto blinked once, twice, three times at your words, staring at you in confusion as shoko's laughter rang in his head.

"what?" he asked dumbly, straightening up when shoko clapped him on the shoulder.

"i'm good," you repeated, giving him a small smile. "thanks for the offer but i'm here for the booze, not the guys."

"i've never seen this happen before," shoko breathed, stomping out her cigarette as her eyes lit up. "oh my god, i have to find satoru."

you watched shoko as she darted away, geto's eyes still on you as he composed himself. he shoved his hands into his pockets before backing away, still reeling from your rejection as you gave him one last look.

"i'm gonna go look for shoko," you mumbled, giving him a small wave before following after her. geto watched as you moved further and further away, his curiosity peaking as he waited for you to turn back and send him one last look. it never came, and he felt his stomach twist in disappointment.

ii.

"wanna grab lunch?" shoko asked, packing her stuff up as class ended. you nodded wordlessly, zipping your backpack up before slinging it over your shoulder.

"what did you have in mind?" you asked, heading towards the door.

"what about onigiri?"

you and shoko looked up to see geto by the door, his eyes on you as gojo stood beside him waving enthusiastically. a defeated sigh escaped shoko's mouth, and she hooked her arm with yours as she pulled you towards the two boys.

"only if you pay," shoko mumbled, not even having the energy to argue against geto. he gave her an innocent smile as gojo slung an arm over shoko's shoulders, effectively pulling her away from you as he shot you a curious gaze.

"have we met before? you look familiar," gojo asked, his eyebrows furrowing as he looked at you over his sunglasses. you opened your mouth to respond, stopping when he suddenly snapped his fingers. "i know! i've seen you in my dreams."

a surprised laugh left your lips as shoko groaned, and you grinned at gojo as you started walking.

"i totally haven't heard that one before," you commented, saying your name as gojo laughed.

"gojo satoru, but you can call me any time," he said, winking at you as you shook your head with a smile. you missed the way gojo stuck his tongue out at geto.

"don't get your hopes up," you replied, earning an exaggerated pout from gojo. you looked to your side when geto fell into step next to you, giving him a friendly nod as the two of you followed after gojo and shoko. you snorted as you noticed shoko's bored look, the occasional hum coming from her lips as gojo talked her ear off.

"how was class?"

you hummed when you heard geto speak, turning to look at him as he repeated his question.

"your class," he said quietly, glancing at you before turning back to look at his friends. "how was it?"

"it went well," you responded, eyeing him for a few seconds before following his gaze. "a little confusing, but shoko is crazy smart."

"she wants to be a doctor, y'know," geto said softly, a proud smile tugging at his lips. you glanced at him briefly, your eyes softening at the look on his face. "she's the smartest one out of all of us."

"i'm sure she'll be the best doctor," you said honestly. "if she ever quits smoking."

geto laughed at your comment, nodding in agreement as you came to a stop. you joined shoko at a table, nodding absentmindedly as gojo announced that he and geto would go grab the food.

"so?" shoko asked as soon as they were out of sight.

"so what?" you questioned, giving her a confused look.

"now that you've met geto and gojo," shoko began, waving a hand in the direction they had disappeared. "are you a fan?"

"they're not the worst," you admitted, receiving an amused hum in return. "they're huge flirts, but they're okay once you get past that."

shoko nodded in satisfaction just at the two boys reappeared, sliding into the empty seats next to you. you listened closely as gojo rattled off the different kinds they had gotten. you perked up when you heard your favorite ingredient, and you shyly asked if you could have that one.

gojo gave you a funny look before turning to shoko, mumbling something to her as geto held his hand out, the onigiri in hand. you thanked him with a smile, the four of you eating silently as you basked in the sun.

the silence was broken when gojo's phone went off, and his eyes widened briefly before he scarfed down the rest of his food and stood up.

"well we have to get to class," he proclaimed, tugging geto out of his seat before walking away. he paused briefly, sending you one last smile before waving. "it was nice to meet you! we should do this again, but it should just be me and you next time."

you rolled your eyes at his words, briefly catching the hard look on geto's face as you waved them off and turned back to look at shoko. she had the same funny look on her face that gojo did earlier as she looked at the two boys, humming thoughtfully before turning to you.

"you know, that's geto's favorite filling too," she commented, motioning towards your discarded wrapper with a tilt of her head. your eyebrows raised slightly, missing the insinuation behind her words as she sighed. "he always gets the same filling and refuses to eat anything else. i didn't think he'd actually give it to you."

you remained quiet after her statement, picking up the trash before tossing it into the bin next to your table. "there's a first time for everything, i guess."

"who knows," shoko mused, giving you a playful look as she stood up. "maybe he likes you."

iii.

shoko quickly became a constant in your life, and with her came gojo and geto.

"we're a package deal!" gojo had said when you made a comment about seeing them every single day. "you either get all of us, or none of us."

you couldn't find it in yourself to complain, especially not when the three of them turned out to be good friends. once you got used to the flirting, gojo was kind and funny, always knowing how to cheer you up. shoko was as blunt and honest as ever, and with her help, you were able to raise your grade in the classes the two of you shared.

geto was a different story. unlike gojo, he had never flirted with you after that night at the party, and you couldn't help but feel a little disappointed about it as you spent more time with him.

no one knew how, but you and geto quickly became study buddies. he was more serious than gojo, helping you stay focused, but less strict than shoko, who liked to use tough love to help you retain information. the two of you spent many afternoons at the library, sometimes joined by shoko or gojo, but mostly alone.

you quickly learned that geto was smart, almost frighteningly so, and he had a natural talent for teaching. his voice was soft and pleasant, his tone patient as you asked him to explain concepts you couldn't quite grasp. your study sessions usually ended in dinners together, grabbing whatever you could get from the university's food court.

he was also caring, always making sure to walk you home if your studying ran late. this often resulted in teasing looks from gojo, a pout on his face as he made kissy noises whenever the two of you would leave him behind. he always made sure you walked on the inner side of the sidewalk and he wouldn't leave you alone until he was sure your door was locked, and as the days dragged on, you found yourself becoming more and more attracted to geto suguru.

"you don't get it!" you complained, flopping onto your bed as shoko flipped through a magazine. "he's so— ugh."

"so ugh?" shoko repeated teasingly, watching as you tilted your head back to look at her.

"shoko!" you whined, throwing an arm over your eyes as you huffed. "i thought he was just a flirt. i didn't know he was this charming."

"this is hilarious," shoko commented, ignoring your glare. "remember when you turned him down?"

"he just wanted to hook up," you murmured, sighing softly before sitting up. "now that i've gotten to know him, i'm thinking i should've said yes when i had the chance."

"and who says you don't have a chance now?"

"he doesn't flirt with me!" you exclaim. when you see shoko raise her eyebrow, you elaborate. "he was flirting that night at the party because he was interested. he doesn't say anything that even remotely implies his interest in me anymore. the only one who flirts is gojo!"

"oh, geto definitely has an interest," shoko muttered, earning a curious glance from you. "look, he gives you his favorite foods, tutors you, and even walks you home. i've never seen him do that for anyone else. he wont even tutor satoru! and that's his best friend. if anything, you caught his interest when you turned him down."

shoko's eyes widened in panic when you pouted sadly, your expression falling as you took in her words.

"so he's only interested in me because i'm a challenge?" you asked quietly, earning a frustrated sigh from shoko.

"yes," she answered, getting a sad look from you. "but not in the way you think. he's never had anyone turn him down before you. and then he got to know you and he liked you. i don't think he wants to 'just hook up with you'. he wants to be with you."

"but what if—"

"trust me on this," shoko interrupted. you bit your lip hesitantly before nodding your head. "i think you should start the flirting. if he sees you're interested, then he'll reciprocate. i'm sure of it."

iv.

you felt a vague sense of deja vu as you stepped into gojo and geto's shared house once again, loud music playing as you weaved your way through the crowd.

you were on high alert as you looked for shoko, yet you still jumped when you felt a heavy arm wrap around your shoulders.

"hey!" gojo shouted, leaning in close to make sure you heard him over the loud music. "when did you get here?"

"a minute ago," you responded flatly, the faint smell of alcohol filling your nostrils as gojo hugged you. he giggled softly and you rolled your eyes with a smile, knowing he was probably already tipsy.

"who are you looking for?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows as he gave you a sultry look. "suguru?"

"no!" you denied, feeling your cheeks grow warm at the name. you averted your gaze, missing the way gojo's smile grew at your reaction. he guided you through the crowd and into the kitchen, coming to a stop when you saw shoko and geto leaning against the fridge.

"look who i found!" gojo proclaimed, pushing you in front of shoko and geto. shoko crowed your name with a smile, and you smiled back at her before glancing at geto. you froze slightly when you saw the way his eyes were trailing over your figure, taking in your outfit before his eyes settled on your face. there was a lazy smirk on his face as he nodded his head at you.

"hey," he greeted, his normal volume almost quiet in the loud room.

"hi," you replied, earning a groan from shoko. she walked forward, grasping gojo's arm before tugging him away.

"we're going outside," she announced, frowning when a noise of protest left gojo's lips. she flicked his forehead before glancing at you and geto, and a look of understanding fell across his face before he shut his mouth and followed after her without hesitation.

"you know," geto started, sighing as gojo disappears from sight. "something tells me they're not going outside."

"i feel compelled to agree," you grumbled, earning a chuckle from geto.

"i didn't think you were gonna come," he commented casually, turning to face you as you grabbed a bottle of water.

"oh you know," you said, shrugging half-heartedly as you took a sip. geto's eyes focused on your lips. "i go out occasionally."

"occasionally? why? got an overprotective boyfriend or something?" geto asked, his tone teasing as he repeats the same words he spoke when you first met. you grinned in response, putting your water bottle down on the counter as you crept closer to him.

"no, more like an overly comfy bed," you responded, your heart racing when he leaned down.

"i'm sure mine is comfier. i can show you, if you'd like."

"i would," you said, biting your lip when geto’s eyes widened. he paused briefly before slipping his hand into yours, pulling you out of the kitchen.

neither one of you noticed the way gojo and shoko exchanged a smug look as he led you upstairs.

v.

all of those previous interactions with geto suguru culminated into the position you find yourself in now: in his bed.

a gasp leaves your lips as geto's hands trail underneath your shirt, pulling the fabric up and over your head with one hand as he fondles your breast with the other.

your hands tangle in his hair, pulling him closer as you give him a bruising kiss, feeling his hands slip behind your back to unhook your bra. a hiss leaves your lips as the cool air hits your nipples, and he immediately takes one into his mouth, warm tongue laving over your hardened nipple as you moan.

your hands tug at his shirt, and he separates himself from you briefly to take it off and toss it off to the side, his fingers immediately going down to his belt to undo it. your own hands tug at your pants, pulling your underwear along with it as you kick them off the bed.

geto freezes when he sees you sprawled on his bed, and he licks his lips before reaching our and grabbing your thighs, pulling you flush against his own before dipping a finger in between your folds.

"so wet and i haven't even touched you," he murmurs, enjoying the way you squirm at his touch. "all this for me?"

"yeah," you breathe, biting your lips when you notice geto's eyes darken. "all for you. i need you, geto."

"suguru," he corrects, fingers swirling around your clit as you gasp. "say it."

"need you, suguru," you whimper, watching him with rapt attention as he pumps himself a few times.

"are you sure?" he asks, watching the way you squeeze your eyes shut when the head of his cock brushes against your folds.

"i'm ready. i need you. i can take you."

geto breathes in sharply at your words, his eyes trained on your cunt as he pushes in slowly. you're perfect for him, your warm walls pulling him in as your face scrunches up with pleasure. a soft moan leaves your lips as he circles your clit, burying himself even further into you until his balls rest against your ass.

he remains still for a moment, getting used to feeling of you squeezing him until you start moving your hips against him.

"please move, suguru," you whine, your voice soft and needy in his ears.

"anything for you," he whispers, lowering himself down to kiss you as he intertwines a hand with yours. he swallows your moans as he pulls out, leaving only the tip in before thrusting into you at a harsher pace.

"feels good, suguru," you moan against his lips, your hand squeezing him as he picks up his pace.

"you feel so good, sweetheart," he whispers against your lips. "you're so tight. look at you, taking me so well."

you moan at his words, your cunt clenching around him as he praises you.

"been thinking about this since the night i met you," he confesses, burying his face into the crook of your neck. he lets go of your hand to grab your legs, placing them onto his shoulders as his thrusts get deeper. "i knew this pretty pussy would be perfect for me."

your hands grab at the bedsheets as he keeps a steady rhythms, and geto finds himself fascinated by the way your breasts bounce every time he thrusts into you. he watches as you arch after a particularly deep thrust, and he makes sure to repeat the motion, enjoying the way you mewl as he reaches the deepest parts inside of you.

"suguru!" you cry out, your legs trembling as his fingers tease your clit. "i-i'm close!"

"cum for me," he whispers, eyes focused on your face as you spasm around his cock. you moan softly as he keeps thrusting, helping you ride out your high before he pulls out. you're flipped onto your stomach before you can react, your legs trembling as you try to keep yourself up on all fours.

"do you think you can do that again for me, sweetheart," geto whispers into your ear, his lips trailing down the side of your neck as you nod. "lie down for me, yeah?"

you're squirming as you obey, your face down on the sheets as geto looms over you. his usual half-bun is messy and loose from your earlier tugging, and you can feel the long strands of silky hair tickling your shoulders. his hand feels heavy as it rests on the back of your neck, keeping you in place as the tip of his dick brushes against your clit. a breathy moan leaves your lips, and he smirks as he watches you, stilling momentarily before you feel the head of his cock prod at your folds once again.

you wiggle your hips in an effort to get him to move, whining softly as you try to turn back and look at him. he chuckles lowly, fingers brushing your hair away from your shoulder before he leans down to press a teasing kiss against it. he complies anyways, groaning as he sinks into you and enjoying the way your cunt seems to suck him in.

he wonders if you know that he could never possibly deny you anything.

"harder, suguru," you beg, clenching around him as he grinds into you. "please."

it isn't long until he gives in, rutting into you like it's the only thing he's good for, his balls slapping against your clit with each stroke and sending you into a state of frenzied euphoria. you can feel his hand pushing you down, your back arching obscenely as his other hand creeps between your thighs, skilled fingers expertly nudging at your clit.

"suguru, pleasepleaseplease," you gasp, wiggling your hips to try and get him to go faster. "more, please, i—"

geto knows. he knows exactly what your trying to tell him as he speeds up, the wet sounds of your cunt only spurring him on. there's a creamy ring at the base of his cock, and geto grabs at the fat of your ass in an attempt to stop himself from cumming right then and there.

"suguru!" you squeal, trembling underneath him. "i'm cumming!"

geto grins when you gush all over him, clear liquid spattering all over his abs and thighs, coating his dick and making it easier for him to slip in and out of you. he stills for a brief moment, a low grunt leaving him as he empties himself into you. you whimper softly when he pulls out, and he grabs your chin to tilt your face toward him, pressing a bruising kiss to your lips before leaning back.

"look at you, you did so good for me, gushing all prettily around my cock," he murmurs. he watches as you clench around nothing, his cum dripping down to your clit when you hear his words. he reaches forward to gather it all up, purposely teasing your clit to hear you moan once again.

he makes no complaint when you roll over and grab his hand, licking his fingers clean before wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down onto you. the two of you exchange lazy kisses before he rolls over, pulling you onto his chest before giving you a soft look.

"i like you," he says quietly, squeezing your waist as he gives you another kiss. "you know that, right?"

"mhm," you mumble tiredly. "i kinda guessed."

you press another kiss to his lips before resting your head on his chest. "i like you too."

"good," he chuckles, burying his face into your hair. "we should probably get cleaned up."

"yeah," you agree, making no move to get up. the two of you lay in silence for a few minutes, almost drifting off to sleep before you hear a loud knock on the door.

"hey!" gojo's voice is loud through the door. "congrats on the sex!"

ty for reading <3 !!

New Experiences

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Giyuu Tomioka x Wife! Reader

Giyuu was always a quiet and awkward man, it was a miracle that a woman actually decided to marry him. You were chosen by his Master to wed him and despite his immediate concerns he certainly didn’t care now. He was new to everything that had to do with the female body but you were the polar opposite of him and more then willing to teach him what was necessary in order to please you.

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Drippin’

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

Warnings: semi-public sex, explicit language

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

Word Count: 5.8k

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

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

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

“Flame breathing, second form!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

Of course he’d say that.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You what?”

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

“I do like what I see.”

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

You really hoped he understood.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Stamina practice…that’s it.”

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

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

“Your body?”

“Yeah.”

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

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

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

“No.”

“You are full of defiance today.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Will you allow me to?”

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

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

“I want you inside of me, master.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Absolutely not. C’mere.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You made a bit of a mess, firefly.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Good Morning ♥

My Little One

Dragon!Rengoku x Fem!Reader

10k words

Sfw Warnings: "Love" at first sight, Fighting rings, Dragon AU, Background IguroxMitsuri, Reader gets sassy and it bites her in the ass, Kyojuro is a lil mean at times then gets nice and gives kissies :)

Nsfw Warnings: Smut, Dubcon, Kidnapping, Mating rituals, Hide and seek sex, Knotting, Creampie, Breeding, Cunnilingus, Vaginal Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Squirting, Overstimulation, Threats of rough sex, Spanking, Praise kink, Eventual Pregnancy

When attending a dragon fighting match, you catch a certain competitor’s attention…

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Quickie

{Sanemi x Reader x Tengen}

the crack ship I didn’t know I needed

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

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

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

Word count: 6.1k

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Well. To start, he has three wives.”

“Oh fuck off.”

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

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

“He’s also taller than you.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You didn’t.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I didn’t think you actually would!”

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

“Die.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Both of you, stop bitching.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“If you insist.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You flinched as Sanemi began rubbing on your sensitive clit.

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

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

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

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

A gentle slap to his bicep shut Tengen up.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

NSFW somewhat?? dk.

MINORS DNI 🚫

hopefully I dont get banned, heh. 😅

side note *if you don’t like it, block not report*

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pillows~

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i wanna kiss him *pout*

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threesome..