madeinabysss

[madeinabysss]

Just thought of something FREAKY in class… Single father Satoru looking for a babysitter and you’re looking for a side income during semester break and the tension goes crazy!!!! “We should’t be doing this my son will wake up” I’M GONNA SCREAMMMM

BLISS, PURE BLISS

a/n: happy new year LMFAOOO. thank you for all the asks btw i promise ill answer them asap 🥹 / @shotorus @osaemu @shidouryusm @mysugu @hyomagiri ♱

wc: 6.4k

warnings: ‘onee-san’ used but more of just addressing reader as an older figure because saying babysitter is kinda weird lol (kind of like how chinese people use 姐姐 even if they are not related), fem!reader, dilf!gojo, age gap (gojo in his late 30s, reader in mid-20s), angst if u squint, bit of slow burn n tension, making out, use of ‘slut’ and ‘whore’, praise, oral (f! receiving) / cunnilingus, clit stimulation, unprotected sex, p -> v sex, multiple rounds, consensual filming, creampie / breeding kink, n*sfw under the cut

“no fucking way . .” you mumble mostly to yourself, standing in front of the largest house of the gated community in roppongi, and while you knew the people here were excessively and obnoxiously rich, you’re never quite prepared until you’re getting a key card specifically mailed to your name just so you could enter.

you’re not even shameful when you take a video to send to your best friends, locking your screen almost immediately because you knew you’d never get to the job on time if you replied to them. with calculated steps, you’re walking up the house that’s designed with a modern structure, yet still retaining characteristics of a traditional japanese home. it’s less prominent at the front of the house, though.

“(y/n)-san, was it?” a voice startles you out of your ogling sessions. if the garden was already this nice, what would be in store for you when you went in? you’ll be finding out soon when your employer himself opens the door to you, a man with striking white hair and equally striking blue eyes that seem to look right into you. he’s dressed in a suit, probably no doubt ready to get to work while you’re out here taking your time. you cringe, immediately walking up to the door.

“y-yes! yes, i’m sorry sir, i was just uhm—”

he holds that intimidating stare just for a moment but then he breaks into a smile that mirrors the bright sun that shines down on the porch.

“it’s alright . . it’s not everyday you’re working at some rich guy’s house, right?” he jokes but that strikes a little ick into you — he’s already ticking the boxes of obnoxious and excessively rich, but you hate the effect he’s having on you.

“yeah . . no, i guess,” he hums in reply before sticking a hand out.

“gojo satoru,” he introduces himself, “call me anything but that sir shit, alright, doll?”

you nod obediently, trying not to let the little pet name get to your head because he probably does this to any babysitter who comes through the house, but either way, he’s welcoming you in and it’s like you step into a world unreal. it’s spotless, the floors shining under the sunlight, a large television in the living room, a spacious open concept dining-kitchen area, and this is just the first floor.

gojo takes his time to show you the house — where his kid’s toys were, where the food was, where the bathrooms and bedrooms were, it was never-ending. every step you took made you feel like you were walking the length of the nile, each turn only revealing more rooms and corridors.

and then, finally, his baby boy.

“he’s a cheeky one, takes after his dad,” even with all the cockiness he’s shown to you, you can tell he has a soft spot for his kid. the boy stirs from his father’s voice, gleaming in happiness as he puts out his smaller hands to be picked up. as he settles into his arms, it’s just sinking in how tall your employer is. he makes a toddler look like a baby with how small his son looks wrapped snugly.

“satoshi, hi,” he whispers, bouncing the kid in his arms, “want to say hi to your onee-san?”

you manage a small wave but all he does is turn to hide in his father’s arms, definitely scared from a random stranger suddenly talking to him.

“she’s going to be taking care of you for the next month or so, you know?” he mumbles, brushing a hand through the matching white hair, “be nice to the babysitter, okay?”

all satoshi does is hum into his dad’s neck before he’s giving you a sheepish smile. “he’s like that, don’t worry about him.” and you return the smile, thinking that he wasn’t that obnoxious that you thought and that maybe he’s really a dad trying his hardest for his one kid. you realise he’s taking too much time, though, and so you sought out to remind him.

“oh, uh sir— gojo-san, don’t you have to go to work?”

although he’s mentioned satoshi to be taking after him, the boy goes right back to sleeping when he’s put back into his bed so you follow gojo as he adjusts his cuffs and smoothes out his collar just outside the room and you make the mistake of glancing upon the mirror on the far end of the corridor — it was undeniable that you looked like a high-end couple who’s newly married and raising a kid. you try to shake off the thoughts of adjusting his tie for him.

“it’s not being late if you’re on top.” he smirks and you resist the urge to roll your eyes; at least you weren’t alone in purging the delusional thoughts from your head, he was basically helping you at this point and you struggle between characterising him as conceited and admirable. “but, yeah, i should get going.”

but he stands at the door with backpack slung onto one shoulder while he continues to explain satoshi’s routines to you, his habits and also had to sneak in a few cute photos of the kid while squealing repeatedly and you’re left wondering how this guy could be the CEO of a company.

it’s been like that for as long as you can remember — bidding goodbye to your parents as you tell them that you’re off to your part-time job over the winter break. they’re happy you’re even leaving the house, shoving your lunch into your hands with big smiles that you’re at least doing anything other than sitting in your room. the train ride to the gated residential was nice, too, apart from the very crowded subways for people going to work in roppongi.

gojo greets you every morning when you arrive, reminding you of satoshi’s feeding times and his favourite shows and everything a father should know but don’t have the luxury to experience with aforementioned kid. it’s a little bittersweet, every time you see him kiss satoshi goodbye that turns into remaining in his room, to holding your hand and saying goodbye to daddy from the second floor, to getting carried by you at the front door.

it’s slow but sure progress day after day, from watching his cartoons, feeding him at the kitchen island, playing with his toys, that satoshi feels more and more comfortable with you, learning that while he was a well-behaved boy, he definitely had hints of your employer in him. mannerisms, words, voice, you wonder whether he even got any part of his mother in his genes.

you’d never ask, though, but it was told. unexpectedly.

“i’m home—” the last parts of his word die down into a whisper when he opens the door to see satoshi cuddled up to you, the last bits of home alone playing softly. by now you already know what happens in the movie so you’re texting your friends and laughing softly to yourself, jumping when your boss steps past the doorway. gojo winces when he checks his watch (“fuck. it’s already ten.”), toeing his shoes off and apologising simultaneously.

“oh— man, i’m so sorry, i had a late meeting with the CEO of our neighbouring franchise, i totally forgot about the time—” gojo’s quick to make his way down to the small pit of the house (he likes to call it the conversation pit), settling down on the side where satoshi had his head in your lap as his eyes linger on the movie. instinctively, his hands reach to pat his leg.

“oh, it’s okay, gojo-san, it’s the holidays anyway.”

“yeah?” he turns to you, one arm propped on the back of the sofa, “and why don’t a pretty girl like you have any plans?”

that catches you off-guard, among the many other times he’s called you pretty or sweets like no care in the world. you’re never quite used to it, too, seeking to fluster you. “you shouldn’t say stuff like that to me, gojo-san . .”

“why not?” he’s turned back to the television, now, and you take his place, staring at his side profile as the scenes of the movie move along his face. “i’m a single dad, aren’t i?”

“yeah but . . you could have anyone.”

“what if,” he turns and you chicken out, head snapping back to the front while he watches you and the both of you cannot deny the tiring dance you perform around each other all the time. the clench in his heart when he sees you carry his baby boy at the porch and the small smile he gives you every morning before he leaves for his job. he doesn’t want to go through with it and sighs.

it’s become hard to breathe around you. it’s become hard to hold himself back around you.

“i worked too much.” he suddenly says, facing the TV again. “i was too engrossed and . .”

confusion seeps in at first. yeah, it was no secret he worked his ass off despite being at the very top. your gaze falls to satoshi, curling more into your side like he’s cold and you adjust the blanket. you nod in recognition.

“we fought a lot. i tried— i tried to alter my schedule as much as i could, driving to and fro whenever she needed me, bringing satoshi to work as a baby when we couldn’t come to a compromise, but it was a lot. for her, for satoshi. he could sense whenever we were about to fight, on edge voices, items clattering to the floor . .”

by now, he’s leaned back, back of his hand resting on his forehead, “and he’d cry like he was interrupting us. cheeky, i told you,” and his eyes close, “we hardly reached middle ground. it was either this or that, hire a nanny or we take care of him, my endless job or the joy of life. i’m ashamed that i’ve prioritised my job more, and still do it now.”

“if you didn’t, i wouldn’t be here, would i?”

that draws a chuckle out of him, “correct.”

“she couldn’t take it, not when she was a businesswoman on top of that. she was out doing herself at every aspect in her job, going to greater heights, and while she accused me of putting work first, she isn’t entirely innocent, either. but that’s . .”

“you don’t have to say anything, gojo-san,” you mumble as you watch the reunion of the characters in the movie before the screen cuts the black, no doubt affecting him in some way at the warmth displayed by the movie that contrasts heavily with his situation, “the fact that you even told me is . .”

the heavy atmosphere is disrupted by satoshi gasping, “papa! you’re home.”

you exchange awkward smiles as you watch the boy fight his way out of the blanket to hug gojo, the latter huffing when the boy drops his body weight on him and you take it as a sign to give them a bit of privacy, standing up to clean up the popcorn and cups. laughter and your employer’s voice resonate throughout the place even as they go up the stairs, a rare occasion where gojo is able to get his son ready for bed.

it’s only maybe an hour later when the house falls into silence. mouth burning from the mouthwash, the heater in satoshi’s room turned to a high setting, one bedtime story was read (which, he fell asleep halfway), the boy was out like a light. you felt it inappropriate to leave without at least saying goodbye, but you also didn’t want to cut into their time together; at least, that’s what you told yourself.

so you waited with your things on the kitchen island, getting a risky text just as gojo comes down, still in his suit from work.

[11:02pm, nobara -> you] BITCH GET THAT DICKKKKK!!!!!!! 

and you yelp softly, slamming your phone down onto his marble counter. thankfully, he doesn’t notice, eyes close to shutting from fatigue. 

“oh, shit, you’re still here?”

“i thought it would be, weird, if i didn’t say goodbye,” you get ready to leave, slinging your tote bag on, “but i also didn’t want to intrude on your time with satoshi, limited as it is.” well, you did also wish something would happen, but you had too much pride to admit it to yourself.

“you got a ride home?” he yawns and you feel guilty for extending your stay already. you didn’t even need to worry about the front door, he lived in a gated community for christ’s sake!

“um, not really, but i can always book an uber home.”

“i’ll drive you home, it’s unsafe,” is all he says like he’s trying to convince himself, “let me just get changed and we can go.”

gojo doesn’t leave you any room to protest before he’s up the stairs again and you’re left with a pounding heart and dizzy head, not sure what might ensue. you know him to be honourable; you’ve seen him with his child, you’ve seen him interact with his neighbours, but a late ride with your boss sounds sketchy as it is.

but it doesn’t feel like it when you feel the tokyo wind blowing through your hair, a slight gap in the window bringing you the chills of the night as he silently drives you back home. sitting in your employer’s car most of all felt weird, but even more so when he’s reaching your home faster than the gps system had predicted. his knuckles are white.

“you—”

your head snaps to him, “yes?”

his car headlights are the brightest in the parking lot where every car is silent, quiet, much like his clammy hands and red cheeks. gojo satoru turns to you, feeling that familiar tug in his heart and lump in his throat for the first time in a while, and he can’t speak.

but you lean forward like your life depends on it and you leap inwardly when you see that he does the same. eyes trained forward, your stares boring into the other, waiting to see who’d close their eyes first. you just stop short of an inch, met with the hypnotising swirls of raging oceans in gojo’s eyes and you swallow when his eyes flit down to your lips and back up like he wouldn’t get caught.

with shaking hands, your fingers trace over his lips and you sigh when you feel just how soft they are, just like his skin, just like his eyes when they look at satoshi. your heart skips a beat when he just lightly kisses the pads of your fingers, and that encourages you to cradle his cheek, up his jaw, up his undercut.

“let’s just kiss, yeah?” he was afraid that if he spoke too loud, he’d shatter the glass, snap the string of tension, voice cracking until you swallow it, you stomach his nervousness with a lively, strong kiss from your lips to his, and he just melts.

gojo hums into the kiss, leaning forward over the stick shift and into the passenger seat before you counter it with your own movements: hand on his shoulders and pushing until you’re on his space of the driver’s seat and playing the game of tug that’s been going on for the past few weeks. you win.

“god, you’re so . .” gojo whines out when you climb onto him, whispering into your mouth while you get comfortable in your straddling position, cutting him off with a second, rougher kiss and you both moan softly, passion taking over in the evident way your arms scramble to wrap around him while he pulls you flush against his front.

the car is filled with sounds of your kissing, something that definitely shouldn’t be done in his home and yet you risk it all in your home’s parking lot. you break the kiss and hide in his neck, already starting the makings of a hickey there while your pelvis selfishly grinds into his front and he kneads your ass. in the mingling of breaths and moans, he’s left to stop the two of you when there’s a muffled ringtone coming from your bag and you swallow at the insanity of the situation.

“i’ll see you, monday, right?” gojo breathlessly says later, bulge still showing through his sweats while you hang outside the driver’s side, not wanting to leave. he takes your hand, planting a peck on it and then brings you in for another harmless kiss.

“yeah, gojo-san . . monday.”

you lose count of how many times you’ve swallowed throughout the night, but he says something to lift the mood just a bit.

“we just made out and you’re still calling me by my last name?”

you laugh lightly, “monday, satoru. i’ll be there, same time, on monday.”

gojo leaves a farewell kiss to the inside of your wrist, “attagirl.”

 but if you’re not careful, it might just happen in satoru’s house.

the remainder of your employment at his house is tiring. it’s so hard not to kiss him before he leaves for work, so difficult not to long for him while you take care of satoshi, so entirely harrowing not to claim him as yours as you watch him play after his work. at this point, you’re hoping school will just start soon and the rush of assignments and readings will take your mind off of it, but you cannot deny the excitement every time you leave your house.

“you’ll bring food and cook every monday, wednesday, friday, and i’ll order food for the both of you every tuesday and thursday, how’s that?” gojo thinks it’s time to introduce him to larger pieces of food, but it’s gone past that by now and to your meal arrangements.

“i’m okay with cooking, though!” you assure him, and plus, you loved your parents’ home cooked bentos that they give you everyday, “do we gotta?”

“sorting out meals is tiring, (y/n),” gojo takes the place beside you, leaning against the counter just like you before drinking out of his cup, “i want to at least help at little.”

“you already are.” you smile, “i can see you making the effort.”

“it’s not enough, though, i could be doing better.”

gojo hates how this scene sets up — like two parents just figuring out the best for their kid — it’s a callback to the memory in the same exact kitchen. at least all you do is kiss and make out, because he wouldn’t know what to do if you moan out his name in that same intimate way that threatens his walls to come down again. he loved sex, he loved the bedroom, but he’s riding a thin line the way he’s doing with you.

“you are,” is everything that you say, and you leap forward to kiss him. you do it so hard that he has to put down the glass to fully embrace you, walking you backwards to the conversation pit and he carries you so effortlessly because he doesn’t want you walking backwards down some stairs.

he hates how you bring him into your lips, he hates how gently he lays you down, and he hates how you accept the kisses down your neck and body. you, on the other hand, aren’t doing so well, either — it’s either a hit or miss with a broken man like gojo satoru, and you’re stepping on glass shards hoping you don’t say anything wrong with him because he’s trying his best but he just can’t see it.

“are you okay with this?” he asks halfway down your torso and he gets lightheaded from how well his hands cover your waist. “tell me to stop, and i’ll stop.”

“n-no . . keep going, satoru.”

he exhales shakily at that, fingers tugging your top up and his hands are so cold you resist shivering, but you do anyway from the sheer fucking craziness that gojo drives you into. one pop of your button, and you’re already lifting your hips off the couch for him to remove your pants but movement on the stairs make you halt.

“papa?” satoshi calls out sleepily, rubbing his eyes and pouting. you can see it, almost, with how much time you’ve spent with the kid, and you hope he can’t see you. “i . . i had a nightmare and i just— i wanna sleep with you.”

he’s started sniffling and you feel your heart break that he knows his papa well enough to know he would never sleep in his room. his job always has him sleeping out in the living room.

go. you mouth, kissing your fingers and pressing it to his lips before he puts on a show — yawning, stretching his arms, already making satoshi feel at ease with his theatrics before he’s stopping at the foot of the stairs to look back at you. you already know gojo satoru has redeemed himself a hundred times over. i’ll see you tomorrow. 

funnily, satoshi somehow does have some intervention powers, because each time the both of you attempt to go down on each other, he’s either saying he threw up, or he needs to use the toilet, or that he’s hungry. while you both love him to death, it’s also becoming difficult to hold back each time you see each other. his car in your parking lot is all he has and you dare not to go to his workplace where rumours would spark.

so after a tiring night of getting a hyper satoshi to sleep, you’d at least try. at this point, you know not to expect too much out of it, starting always with some talking. it was easy to talk to your boss, and when you phrase it like that, it did come off a little strange, but it was far from that when your boss in his late 30s looked just like he did ten years ago and that he had crazy blue eyes and insane white hair and was hot.

“thank you for taking care of him for the past month and a half,” gojo thanked you, leaning over to give you a peck to the temple, “it means a lot.”

“he’s a sweet boy, plus, i do need the money,” you giggle, nudging him, “and it did let me get to know you . .”

“certainly,” he mumbles. drunk off your scent, he leans in again, kissing you fully on the lips now. you hum softly, going on your tippy toes and wrapping your arms around his shoulder. swiftly, he props you on the kitchen counter and you yelp in surprise, unable to help the throb of your pussy when he slots himself in between your legs.

jokingly, he puts his hand to his ear. “no satoshi interruption tonight?”

you smack his shoulder, “don’t jinx it.”

he laughs, a proper laugh before he sighs shakily, fingers thumbing your sides gently. “you know . . we shouldn’t be doing this,” you feel your heart sink a little, but he quells it with hovering lips over yours, “he could hear and wake up.”

“then why have you been accepting all my kisses, gojo satoru?” your eyes challenge him, but you know one touch from him would have you submitting to him. his breath fans over your lips, and you can feel his pulse speed up when your fingers go over his neck, to his nape, to his undercut. you run your fingertips through it.

“you have too much power over me, simple.” that sentence has your eyes fluttering close. it’s too much for you and yet you welcome it with open arms, “it’s become so bad that you’re all i think about.”

“is that so?” you pull lightly on his hair.

he nods, foreheads touching now and he’s trying to hold himself back, but, “i’ve been holding back, entirely too much, baby, and i don’t think i can, anymore.”

“yeah?” you whisper, bringing him in with your legs, “show me, then.”

gojo satoru decides that maybe taking the leap isn’t so bad, so he fully gives himself to you, tugging your lips to his in a clashing kiss that has you groaning in pain just a bit. he giggles and apologises and tries again, and this time, it’s got your hips moving against him, whimpering into his mouth. gojo’s hard just from kissing, something that he’s desperate to relieve himself off so — he’s whispering for you to hang on while he slots his hands under your ass and lifts you.

satoru knows his house well, walking up with you in tow and lips still on yours, right into his room. you giggle when he plops you down and he’s already looking forward to ravishing you, but —

“let me check on satoshi for a sec.”

you laugh silently, “of course, satoru, go.”

and once your boss’ made sure his son is out cold in slumber, he’s all over you again and definitely showing you how much he’s been holding himself back. you’re the pure focus of the night, making you chase for more when he pulls away and kissing down your body. he worships it, tongue circling a nipple while his hand plays with the other, eyes staring holes into yours from how intense the blue was.

“s-satoru . .”

“yes, sweets, what is it?”

“feels good—” you whine, back arching into his hold once he leaves your tits and continues down your body. each kiss is like hellfire against your cold skin, and he pops a button and listens out again, both of you sighing in relief and giggling to each other when you don’t hear a knock on the door.

“does it? good.” it’s tantalisingly slow, the pace at which gojo peels your clothes off, but when your pants are finally off, he marvels at your beauty as he brings your legs apart. you’re shy, hiding yourself behind your arms and resisting his hands.

“aht, no, c’mon, show yourself, baby.” he only moans when he sees the dark patch at the centre of your underwear, pressing a finger into your clit and you’re ashamed at how intensely you react to it. gojo continues his torture, thumbing your bud just to watch your face contort into pleasure, “so, so pretty.”

you preen at the praise, even more so when he pulls your panties to the side and sucks slowly on your clit. it’s slow, again, and you’re clutching the sheets so tight when he lays his tongue flat against your pussy. satoru takes his time, savouring each bit of your cunt to make up for lost time, filling the room with the lewdest noises of your sopping cunt on his tongue.

“taste so fuckin’ sweet, pussy’s s’good,” he practically moans into your core, arms wrapping around your thighs to bring you closer while you try to keep your noises down to a minimum. little pants and mewls leave your lips, eyes never leaving the head of hair.

but he’s unpredictable, as gojo always is, so when he’s hovering over you just to give you a little innocent kiss, you think nothing of it, until he’s back in front of your pussy and starts eating you out like a starved man. you let out a loud moan, dragging it out until you’re gulping down your next sounds. it doesn’t help much, though, cause gojo’s slurping at your pussy like it’s the end of the world.

“s-satoru—! too much—” you moan but your hips grind into his mouth, your hands now finding purchase in his hair, “t-too loud.”

“mmf— don’t care,” he mumbles into your cunt, making sure he gets every drop of your arousal on his tongue while he abuses your clit, alternating between flicking his tongue and sucking hard and you think it’s the best head you’ve ever gotten.

“not when your cunt’s so perfect,” you only press his head deeper into you like it would stop his muffled sentences, but that only spurs him to suck harder before he just shifts down a little to plunge his tongue into your hole. you choke out a moan as his nose nudges your clit, clenching around his muscle.

“relax— mmhh, you gotta relax, baby,” he’s massaging your thighs but if anything it does the exact opposite, closing your thighs around his head in sensitivity.

“it’s— h-hard to,” you moan out, already feeling the coil in your tummy that’s approaching oh, so quickly when gojo eats you out like this. he shifts his attention back to your puffy clit, eyes flicking up to make contact with yours and you shrivel under his intense stare, “w-when you’re making me feel s’good—!”

you feel him smile into your cunt but he says nothing, taking note of the drop of your jaw, the scrunch of your eyes, the contractions of your stomach. your legs like to straighten out and shake when you’re close, he memorises. when you start to tighten your grip on his hair, he ingrains it in his mind.

“cumming— i’m c-close,” but it’s like satoru doesn’t even need it when his eyes digest the way he sends you over the edge with just his tongue.

“g— god! satoru!” your mouth falls into a silent scream after, head dipping so much into the pillow while you grind your cunt into his face, gushing all over his face with a renewed spirit and regret for all those times that men have rubbed your left lip thinking it was your clit.

“let it go, yeess . . that’s it,” satoru doesn’t hesitate to get sloppy, sucking up all your cum, gasping for air once he’s done with his meal, “pretty girl just came all over my face.”

you struggle to your elbows despite the words he utters, propped up just to catch a glimpse of him and the soaked bottom of his face that stretches into a smile.

“was that better than all the uni boys who’ve never felt the touch of a woman?” you laugh at that, making quick work of grabbing his chin and bringing him back to your lips.

“much, much better.” and you take the opportunity to flip the tables, trembling, shaking legs trying their best to wrap around his torso to straddle him —  but once you’re over, you’re not quite sure what to do apart from letting your hands roam all over the expanse of his shoulders and chest.

“and can she do it again all over my cock?” the obscene words sound almost taboo falling from his mouth that your mouth drops open in initial shock, but it subsides into anticipation soon enough.

wordlessly, you take matters into your own hands, fingers making quick work of his trousers while he removes his top impatiently. the scowl on your face is prominent when you struggle to work his belt out and he chuckles with helping hands, the burn on your face deepening.

“there,” gojo giggles and he pulls you in with a peck-filled apology, “don’t worry, we have all the time in the world.”

you hum, “not when your son could knock any time soon.”

that prompts a giggle that fades off into a loud moan once your warm hand wraps around him, something that he’d never tell you how many times he’s fantasised about. slowly, you stroke his cock, excruciatingly slow just like how he’s done to your cunt earlier.

you’re hovering over him, now, dragging his tip along your pussy and whining softly at the pre-cum that mixes together with your juices. you need him into you as soon as possible, and apart from your soon burning thighs, you’ve been wanting this for as long as you’ve stepped foot into his house from the very first day.

inch by inch, you sink down onto gojo’s weeping cock, getting the luxury of feeling his sensitive twitches with the plunge into your cunt. you’re glad at least he had offered to stretch you out just a tad bit earlier, the intrusion of his fingers already having you panting for his dick; and now, when you have the real thing, it drives your mind insane.

“’t-toru— haah . .” your body curls up from the painful stretch, lips muttering the nickname unknowingly as you grasp onto his shoulders for support, and while he helps you on, he never stops saying the most filthy things, grinning each time you clench around him.

“never thought i’d be here, fuckin’ the babysitter, but here we are,” your oh my god is whispered only for the other to hear, body burning up from the words before he grinds his pelvis into yours and you slump forward in pleasure. your words are a bunch of nothingness, a string of incoherence, “and her pussy’s just so fucking— tight!”

giving you one or two breaths of rest, satoru coos in your face, cradling it and littering kisses all over it before he’s moving his hips and you’re breaking the kiss to whine out, moving your hips to meet his as well. you move sooner or later, bouncing on his cock once you’re more used to him in you and the position only hits all your spots just right.

“f-fuck— you’re so big—!” you roll your hips into him, eyes stuck on how there’s just a small bump in your tummy each time you bottom out. your boss from across you is equally ruined, eyes struggling to keep open with wet hair stuck to his forehead. “feel so so g-good . .”

“yeah?” he breathlessly mumbles, hand squeezing and kneading your ass and trying to help you, but the warmth of your cunt around his length just feels too good. “bounce on that dick, baby.”

and you do, planting your feet into the bed and fingers creating bruises along his shoulders as you impale yourself on his fat cock, switching to relaxing in his embrace and letting your hips do the work when your legs start hurting. there, you indulge in gojo’s lips as you hump him, the delicious friction of your clit against his pubes sending you reeling.

“you’re going to be soaking my sheets from how much you’re leaking,” gojo jests, letting your moans take over his mind while his lips trace down your neck, eyes just peeking over to see your ass ripple from the force. “not that i mind. how’s she doin’?”

“she’s getting,” a choked whine interrupts you, “a little tired.”

and that draws a laugh out of gojo who does nothing but tease you, something he likes to do even in makeout sessions, and he doesn’t hesitate to reach over to his bedsie table to grab his phone, leaning back to bask in your glory. here, your body just looks heavenly as you try your best to move on his lap.

“hang on a little more for me, princess,” with one hand, his larger hand leave chills all over your body and the other points his phone at you, not before making sure you were okay with it, “and smile for the camera.”

you try your best even when his hand make his way to your mouth, pulling it open with his fingers to slot it in. you’re sure you look like a whore right now, but the camera pointed your way only turn you on more, like it’s beckoning you to put on a show. and you loved the attention, so you close your lips around his fingers and start sucking, grinding even harsher on his cock that has gojo stuttering.

“y—yeah, attagirl . .” he grins at the video he takes, “show the camera how much of a cockslut you are.”

you whine, bringing the hand to your clit while you shove two hands onto his torso to really work your thighs out, feeling that familiar curl in your stomach once he starts rubbing his saliva-filed fingers along you bundle of nerves. 

“r-right there, satoru—!” you swear under your breath, giving hooded eyes to the camera while you chase your high drunkenly, all sort of coherent thought banished from your head. “love your cock, love it, love it—!”

satoru swears he wants to cum from just watching you use him, and even holding himself back is proving difficult when you clamp and tighten around him until his fingers press particularly deep into your clit and you’re cumming with a loud cry of his name, body convulsing all over the video.

“tha’s a good girl . . cream my cock, yeeaaahh . .” gojo watches, hypnotised, as you lose control over your body, but the pleasure-filled whimper that you merge his name with is just too good, that he spills unexpectedly in you. the video is far from stable, so he only slaps the phone down to relish in his orgasm. gojo pushes his hips up and you gasp at the feeling, back arching when you feel his cum seep into you.

you’ve never even given much thought to pregnancy, but the feeling of his cum dribbling into you fogs your mind that you only want more after a mental note to buy the morning after pill tomorrow.

“n-need more,” you beg, fondling at his cheeks and undercut, “w-want more cum in me, satoru . .”

and it’s like a flip switches in him, because he’s flipping you over right after — he has to see his cum leave your pussy first though, taking the still ongoing video and putting it right up to your pussy, using his tip to smear your mixed juices all around.

“who knew i’d hired such a dirty girl?” he addresses the camera more than you, but he catches your flustered glance with a wink and after poorly setting up the camera on his bedside table (he just was too intoxicated on your cunt), he’s pushing back into you with a loud groan, not even caring for the consequences any more. his cum is just so much, too, spilling out the sides.

“only f’r you,” you mumble, grabbing at his forearms needily. your eyes flutter close as he bottoms out, your legs pushed right up to your chest as he folds you whichever way he wants to. at this point, if he wanted to own you, you wouldn’t object one bit, not when gojo satoru’s cock stretches your pretty pussy so nicely. “a cumslut only for you.”

“yeah?” he starts moving his hips and your arch into his hold, “i wonder how i got so — fuck — lucky.” everything is sloppy and wet and disgusting and you love every moment of it, even after he’s cummed in you the second, third, fourth time, you’re happy to be pumped full of his cum, giving him a tired, glistening grin that he returns.

“think i should be transferring over my life savings for a cunt this sweet,” you giggle at the compliment, but don’t protest when he’s pulling up the app to gift you with a hefty amount; both your salary and bonus, all from making gojo satoru fall helplessly just from your touch — something to brag about indeed.

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Fanfiction aren't enough. I NEED to fuck him

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www.tokyorev-bimbo-masterlist.cum☆

SERIES

“ BONTENS BABY ” masterlist <3

GROUP FICS

BONTEN’S WHORE

TENJIKU’S WHORE

ENEMIES TO FUCK BUDDIES

KNOCK, KNOCK

HEADS ROLLING FOR THE ONE I ADORE

SLIPPERY WHEN WET

SLEEPING BEAUTY

GIRLS!GIRLS!GIRLS!

SHE SAID DADDY I CAN FEEL IT IN MY TUMMY

NASTY, ICKY, FILTHY AND STICKY!

BREED ME, PLEASE!!

FIRST TIME WITH TOMAN

SHY BIMBO GF

UR FIRST TIME WITH THE BIG TR MEN

DONT CUM UNTIL DADDY TELLS YOU TO

I THINK YOU COME FROM ANOTHER WORLD

RINDOU

𝗗𝗘𝗖𝗜𝗘𝗩𝗜𝗡𝗚

𝗪𝗔𝗧𝗖𝗛 𝗢𝗨𝗧, 𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗟𝗘 𝗞𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗬

𝗜 𝗚𝗢𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗗𝗜𝗧𝗖𝗛 𝗬𝗢 𝗕𝗜𝗧𝗖𝗛, 𝗧𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗜'𝗠 𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗜𝗡’ 𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥

MILF X RIN

FUCKING RIN IN THE BACK OF A COP CAR

GOLD DIGGER! GOLD DIGGER!“

WHY WONT YOU LET ME MOVE ON?!

GETTING CAUGHT BY BIG BRO

RAN

𝗪𝗔𝗧𝗖𝗛 𝗢𝗨𝗧, 𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗟𝗘 𝗞𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗬

𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗣𝗗𝗔𝗗𝗗𝗬 𝗥𝗔𝗡 !

SANZU

𝗜𝗡𝗡𝗢𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗟𝗘 𝗦𝗟𝗨𝗧

MAKING SANZU WATCH YOU SQUIRT

YANDERE!SANZU

SWEET MOMMAS BOY

PERV!SANZU

CANT YOU SEE, YOU’RE MEANT FOR ME?

YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE HEAVEN

THE ONLY ONE

MAID OUTFIT

FEM!BIMBO!SANZU

TAIJU

THE SHIBA’S STEPSIS

LIKE BUNNIES IN HEAT

HAKKAI

THE SHIBA’S STEPSIS

YUZUHA

THE SHIBA’S STEPSIS

MITSUYA

TRY ON THE CORSET I MADE!

KAZUTORA

𝗖𝗥𝗨𝗦𝗛

𝗟𝗘𝗧 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗕𝗜𝗚 𝗕𝗥𝗢 𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗘 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗬𝗢𝗨

BAJI

𝗖𝗥𝗨𝗦𝗛

𝗔𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝗳

𝗕𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗘𝗦 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗣 𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗢𝗨𝗧, 𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧?

HE’S RIGHT THERE WE SHOULDN’T DO THIS

MIKEY

𝗕𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗘𝗦 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗣 𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗢𝗨𝗧, 𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧?

𝖲𝖧𝖸 𝖫𝖨𝖳𝖳𝖫𝖤 𝖦𝖠𝖭𝖦𝖲𝖳𝖤𝖱 𝖶𝖨𝖥𝖤𝖸

TOXIC!MIKEY

LOSING HIS S/O

MOTHERFUCKER

SHINICHIRO

BIMBO AND BIKER VIRGIN

KAKUCHO

𝗕𝗔𝗕𝗬𝗗𝗔𝗗𝗗𝗬

KOKO

TENNIS OUTFIT

TOXIC!KOKO

INUI

𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗦𝗪𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗢𝗪 𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗦𝗣𝗜𝗧

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a/n: So I wanted to give this type of dynamic/pairing a try (YES I KNOW it’s so cliche, I’m a walking cliche for doing this let me live💀) since I’ve seen it around on the Eren fic tag sometimes…btw this is a short drabble. Nothing more. Also click here for part two.

pairing: fem!reader x bully!Eren

cw: degradation, kind of mean Eren, squirting, use of a marker as anal dildo, reader is stuck, noncon, fingering, use of good girl, some praise I guess ?

DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS IF YOU ARE A MINOR. BY CONTINUING TO READ, YOU CONSENT TO VIEWING ADULT CONTENT AND THE CONTENT STATED IN CONTENT WARNING

also here’s my masterlist to feed your smut addiction <3 /j

You hated that every year in college they’d make you guys get new lockers. What was wrong with the one you got the first time? This year you were very unlucky, you got a bottom locker. Every students worst nightmare.

It was a Friday afternoon and everyone had gone home, almost everyone. It was just the janitors left and you, the reason you were left was because you had prepared club activities for the upcoming week and you know what they say, time flies when you’re having fun.

You were bent over, trying to reach the last book and pencil in your annoying bottom locker. It’s small but you force yourself to squeeze your entire upper body in there, the only thing sticking out of is your ass. Bad day to wear a short skirt. All you’re focused on is getting that book and the pencil, you’re completely unaware that you’re stuck in a bottom locker on a Friday afternoon in an empty college. You hear someone in the distance..

Eren on the phone: yes I’ll be there soon, I just had some stupid paper to finish or the teacher threatened to fail me…(continues blabbering in the distance as he walks toward you).

“For fucks sake, is that Eren I hear” you think to yourself. You can recognise that voice from anywhere, he has made your life hell all through high school and somehow he ends up at the same college as you. You quickly try to wriggle yourself out so you can avoid him but your efforts are to no avail. This is when you realise you’re stuck and panic hits you, you’d hate asking Eren for help. You wish you had brought your phone in here with you at least, to call for a friend maybe..but no. It just had to be in your bag. As the steps and the voice get closer your movements get more frantic, this is your worst nightmare.

Eren ends his call and sees you. He walks up to you, at first not realising it’s you. “Hey, are you okay in there?”

You try to avoid talking so he can help you out, if he mistakes you for a random student he would definitely help you.

“I guess not” he says and walks away.

“WAIT” you yell. “I’m…we’ll- you see…im stuck. Can you please get one of the janitors to help me out or call my friend-“

“Wait? Y/n? Is that you?” Eren laughs. “Aren’t you supposed to be smart and all that, why are you stuck in your locker with your ass up like in a cheap porno..” the last part gives him an idea. You’re stuck with no one but some janitors around and god knows what floor they’re on.

“Shit happens Eren. Look I know we don’t get along and everything, can you just get me out. Please..”

“We don’t get along? You really think so y/n? Aw my feelings are hurt.” He says in a mean sarcastic tone. “Don’t worry y/n I’ll fix that, today on this beautiful Friday afternoon we’ll get along, we’ll get closer than ever..”

He sounds so sinister right now, it is sending chills down your spine. Eren doesn’t waste a single second, he starts to stomp down on the part of your back that’s sticking out of the locker to perfect your arch. You scream in return, he just laughs at your reaction. “Now y/n, I’d like us to get along so stop screaming and resisting. And keep this arch for me okay??”

You don’t say a word and just sniffle in return.

He kicks your back down even harder, and gives a light kick right where your asshole is. That shouldn’t have felt good but it did, and it made both your holes clench on nothing. You reply with a meek “okay” and make sure to keep that arch up for him.

“Good girl y/n, see we are already getting along. Now spread your fucking legs for me, I think we can get way closer than this.”

Him saying good girl hits a spot inside you, and has you spreading immediately. You feel yourself getting wet and face heating up in the dark of the locker. You feel so isolated and out of control, he can do whatever he wants to you right now and all you can do is take it. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.

Eren takes of your pretty pink thong and puts it in his pocket. You feel the cool air hit your bare skin, and then Erens fingers all over your thighs, ass and essentially on your cunt. He slaps your thigh and ass, and he purposely slaps your ass in the direction that causes more pain than pleasure. Instead of slapping upwards he slaps down towards his direction, what a dick. Your asscheeks are turning red and you’re starting to cry out, but you know Eren. Saying stop to him means nothing, he will just go harder so you take it hoping it’ll end soon.

He continues slapping, but notices you’re dripping. “What do we have here y/n?? You’re getting off on this? You nasty little slut.” He slaps your cunt this time, slaps and starts rubbing sloppily until he finds your clit. Your legs are shaking, your toes are curling so much it shows even when you have your white sneakers on.

“Why so quiet y/n? I know you want to scream. Your body language is loud and clear!” He says, grinning at how a little clit rubbing has your legs almost spasming. He slaps your cunt again, this time causing you to cry out. “Atta girl, let me hear that pretty voice.”

Eren is so annoying and you hate him but right now he is hitting all the spots with his words and his fingers, you let your moans and cries out. No wonder everyone under the sun wants to have him, you had heard the girls in your math course talk about him and how he apparently made their friend squirt by fingering her ass. You didn’t even know that was possible. Your thoughts end up getting interrupted by Erens fingers entering your pussy.

“Aah- fuck! Eren-“ his fingers were so much bigger and longer than yours, he is reaching that spot inside of you that you were struggling to reach just a few nights ago when you were masturbating. It’s tight, and almost uncomfortable but the pleasure is way overbearing. It doesn’t matter that you’re being stretched out and it hurts a little, it just feels so good.

“See, I told you we’d get along. I’m so nice to you, giving you all my attention when I could leave you here any second with that skirt pulled up, no panties and cunt leaking all over the place. When I could leave you here and tell the creepy janitor there’s been a spill at this exact floor..” he notices how you tense up, believing he would actually leave you. Eren laughs, you’re not wrong for believing him but he wouldn’t go that far. “I’m joking y/n, I am really wondering why people think you’re smart.” He snickers.

“Shut up Eren. You’re not exactly nice to me, you might have scared me for fun and not left me here now but you have been really mean in the past.” There’s a hint of pain in your voice, and anger. Your stupid bully isn’t even taking it seriously, he probably thinks you don’t care. You do put up an act of being annoyed and unbothered but it makes you sad when he is so mean sometimes. Your sadness however quickly shifts into pleasure again, he is pushing on your G-spot and you’re about to have a different kind of orgasm you can feel it. You’re so in the moment you accidentally cry out “Fuck it Eren, I don’t care about our past please just make me cum!” You didn’t mean to tell him that, it was just supposed to be a silent thought inside your own head.

“Oh so that’s how it is? You’re mean and talk back until you’re close to cumming, then you want to use the word please and act all nice and cute??” He stops fingering you.

“Why’d you stop” you whine as you stick your ass out for more. You’re surprised at how fast your demeanour shifted, but there’s something about getting fingered by someone else. You kind of wish you had a boyfriend now, you could get this heavenly treatment without being stuck in a locker and toyed with by Eren.

“I think your pussy got to know me enough, but your other hole hasn’t been getting any attention at all. How rude of me” he says, as he spots one of your neon markers poking out of your bag. “Perfect” he thinks to himself. It’s long and thick, if lubed up with your slick it would be the perfect anal toy. Eren doesn’t hesitate, he quickly coats the marker and puts it inside your ass with no warning. This is the first time you’ve ever done anything related to anal, you don’t know how to react. All you’re doing is crying out, no words just incoherent noises.

Eren doesn’t care he just pushes it in and out, watching both of your holes and how they flutter. His intentions are clear, for the trained eye at least. He wants you to squirt through anal. He starts fucking you with the marker at a faster pace, which has your legs and eyes crossing. When you’re close, he stands up and stomps hard on the marker, your ass pushes it out each time and he keeps stomping. Pushing the rest of you into the ground into the most beautiful slutty arch he has ever seen, oh how Eren wishes he could see your face right now. A few stomps later and you’re squirting all over the floor, messy lewd moans leave your pretty lips. He waits around until you gain consciousness again and puts the marker back in your bag.

“Hey y/n, stay right here I’ll get the janitor. Don’t worry I won’t get the creepy one” he smirks.

“Fucking idiot” is all you reply to that. He could very well get you out himself, he just wants to embarrass you especially now that he has taken off your thong and won’t give it back.

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Envy

Featuring: Bonten x Mafia boss Fem!reader, alternative Bonten with Many added characters based off this post 💿

Everyone is alive and well

Warnings: Dub-con, brat taming, Gangbang,85% is plot, gore, very inaccurate depictions of violence(?), Misogynoir/misogynistic mentions, Dark! content, Mean/ OOC!Takemichi, Pussy eating, Cunnilingus, Degrading kink, Sex machine use, Mind break, Cheating, Masochist mentioned, and Smut.

Minors do not interact 18+

sum it up: If you want smut only just skip towards the ending.

WC: 7.8k

Characters added: Kazutora, Chifuyu, Benkei, Shinchiro, Wakasa, Mid Mizo crew, Izana, Draken, Takemichi, South, Taiju, Hanma, Muto, Kisaki, Shion, and y’all gonna hate me for this but Mochi is involved.

Timeskip characters.

You were similar to Japan’s largest organization run by Manjiro Sano, a man you hated.

Your gang was the US largest organization in history, nobody found out who you are. You were the headless leader of Envy. The way that you got your gang name was the way you’ll never go back to being the y/n you once was.

Your gang was the most vicious when it came to assassinations and murders. You were a murderer in the name of justice. Justice was the only thing on your mind when it came to others. You never thought you would become a gang leader since for one it was hard for a woman to even lead a gang because of fucked up ideals involving misogyny/misogynoir.

You liked to get your hands bloody, matter of fact your whole body bloody. You bathed in the blood of those who wronged you. You had no remorse, your only rule is to not involve children. They were off limits. Any parents you killed, for either selling your drugs without permission or selling someone else's child into child trafficking, which happened before, you would immediately put them into a foster home owned by you.

You made sure the children were treated like humans and children, anybody who even thinks about putting their hands on the children will have a gruesome death. You cared for the public, but the public hated you without even seeing your face or knowing how you look.

They all thought you were a man, even Bonten did until they met an ex of yours, your ex hated you because you dropped him for being involved with human trafficking. You wanted to kill him, but couldn’t because you loved the man before not the man he became. Your ex wanted you dead because you sliced up any connection he had to get his trafficking business booming.

So, when he ran into Bonten, he knew they were after you, but couldn’t find any leads as to who you are. Kakucho was put into a terrible state he never wanted to be in. Staying up all night and day never looked good on him, but he still pushed through. He just wanted to find you and end your life. You were the top priority.

So now they were glad to get the opportunity to know who you are by your big mouth ass ex.

“ Start talking or I'll shoot you.”, Rindou says pointing a gun to your ex’s head with Sanzu in front of your ex with a katana in his hand up to your ex’s neck.

“ What do you know about him? You don’t look like the type to like guys, but then again who cares if you do and don’t. Anyways, talk.”, Sanzu says with a devilish smile.

Draken was beside Mikey, keeping his eyes on the man. Mikey was too. Izana could care less about this situation because he may be lying. He couldn’t stand liars.

Kazutora, Chifuyu, and Takemichi were standing by the door. Akashi, Wakasa, Benkei, And Shinichiro were on their way back with kokonoi. Hanma was standing beside Taiju, South, Mochi, Muto, and The entire Mizo crew. Everyone was staring at him with a cold expression on their face.

Your ex gulped before speaking, “ She’s a person who is very careful and devious. She’s a dangerous woman but I’m sure you all kno-”

“ Wait a minute. She??? As in a bitch.”, Ran asked beside his brother and behind your ex.

“ Yes, she’s a woman. The leader of Envy is a woman. Anyways, her name is Y/N L/N, but she goes by Roman. When she wants revenge, she takes it in the most gruesome and disgusting way.”, He told them, but they were unfazed until the door busted open to reveal Benkei.

“ We’re here, now catch us up.”, Shinichiro says ruffling Mikey’s long black hair.

Mikey swatted his hand before punching him softly in the stomach making Shinichiro groan before speaking, “ The leader is a woman, now pay attention.”

Your ex was surprised because even if they were the deadliest gang in all of Japan, they seemed playful. Well, those two did, he didn’t know about the rest.

“ What really? Damn, wonder what she looks like. If she’s good looking maybe we’ll find another person to target and make her a playtoy for Bonten.”, Mochi says with the guys agreeing until your ex spoke up.

“ She’s not going to let you touch her like that at all and if you force her, she’ll just tear off your limbs like she did to the other men who tried to conquer her like that.” The men looked at him and then at each other before bursting into laughter.

He was confused because he never said anything funny. The guys slowly stopped laughing before looking at him, “ What makes you think we’ll force her. We’ll give her an ultimatum. Besides, how gruesome can she be?”

“ She once snatched a man’s dick off with her bare hands. Of course she used a knife to curve him up and then snatched it off while laughing at his pain, and that’s just the least of what she does. She’s insane and psycho. Anyways, I told you all this just for you to take her out. She’s a bitch who stops men from getting money and we never like women like that. Am I right?”, Your ex says, watching their face contort from disgust to anger.

“ You’re ordering us around and Bonten doesn't take orders from any outsider or anyone for that matter. We got the information we need to find her and we’ll make sure we end it.”, Draken says after Mikey allows him to speak up for him.

It was silent for a moment before his head was cut off by Sanzu’s katana Muto hated so much, it’s the reason why he has an x on his stomach, but he’s still alive, thankfully, “ starting with you. If you betrayed her and revealed her identity to the enemy, you’re no use to us.”

Sanzu held up his head and threw it on Rindou, making him yell at Sanzu, “ You motherfucker!”

“ Wakasa and Kakucho find out where her supplies are and who her family is and kill them.”, Izana says, picking up his phone for his wife and leaving with his drink.

Shinichiro found out your entire identity with the help of akkun, “ Y/n, L/n. Age 23, birthday ____/____/____, wow she’s beautiful. Do we really have to kill her?”

Mikey huffed and snatched the computer from his childish older brother, “ Yes, she’s our biggest thre-”

“ Whoa, Ken-chin look, isn’t she stunning. Let’s keep her.”, Mikey says in amazement with his long black hair flowing behind him.

The others had to look at you too and all of them had the same thoughts: got to have you.

“ Takemichi, shouldn't you be meeting with Hina now?”, Yamagishi says, reminding him of his sweet girlfriend who didn’t know about the double life he had.

“ Shit! Thanks for reminding me. Gotta go.”, Takemichi says before stumbling out of the warehouse.

“ Just a dumbass.”, Baji says on the other end of the phone Chifuyu has on speaker. They wanted him to live his dream of being a pet shop owner, even when he wanted to join Bonten. They couldn’t let the maniac join because of that. He still knew about them and kept up to date with everything courtesy of Mikey and Chifuyu.

The men laughed before going back to looking at you on the screen displayed in front of them.

You were going to be fun to break.

___________________________________________

A few weeks later, you got a special kind of mail all the way from Japan.

“ Hey Mistress, what should we do with his body parts in these glass cubes Bonten sent us, a total of 36 pieces I may add .”, Joseph says, looking at the way they lined up to showcase his body. They were pulling your move when you did it to one of their lower ranks.

The clothes you were in were the mood you were going into battle with. You loved getting blood on white clothes. It’s wonderful art really.

“ Break it before throwing the pieces in acid. After that, meet me in my office.”, You say before walking off with a blunt in your mouth. You knew why they sent it. They wanted war with bloodshed. That’s exactly what they were going to get. Soon.

You shut your office door and poured yourself a drink. You took a sip and laughed.

‘How the fuck did he even get caught by Bonten? It would happen only if he ran his fucking mouth to them. Fucking dipshit. Now his dumbass is rotting in hell.’

You then walked to your desk and sat down, leaning back and closing your eyes, “ Well, well, well, Manjiro Sano, you made your point.” You grabbed your FN from under the desk and checked the bullets before walking off to your closet full of guns.

You stood before the scanner before putting your eye to scan that it was you. After that, the Marble doors that looked like the wall opened revealing multiple guns, knives, Machetes, chain saws, bats with nails and spikes on them, and swords. You walked to your favorite gun and picked it up, “ Let’s go vivid, we’re going on an adventure tonight, well in a few minutes.”

Joseph walked in with two big black bags and began filling them with weapons they’re using in the battle.

You grabbed two knives and put them in your heels before walking out, tucking the little gun into your holder, “ Joseph, you’re ready to go? Everyone’s already at their positions.”

Joseph walked beside you putting on his coat and carrying the filled backs, “ Yes mistress, we’re all set. We just need to load up the jet and we’re off. I’m just lucky, they couldn’t find any information about any of our families.”

“ Yeah, thanks to my sister who’s a genius at hiding things from the internet or everywhere for that matter, gotta thank her if I make it back.”, You say as the other subordinates loaded the jet. You just walked in and sat down, taking off your heels and sitting back, calming yourself.

You knew it was 3 am in the morning in Japan and that’s why you wanted to get there. Emma and Draken’s anniversary party was happening this week. You knew all about it. Bonten thought they were two steps ahead, but you were 12 steps ahead of them. And you didn’t even need a spy in their organization to help you.

“ Get some sleep, Mistress. We have a long week ahead of us.”, Joseph says before kissing you on the forehead while you were sleeping.

He was your best friend ever since you were in diapers and he was always going to be by your side. Always. Even in death.

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Joseph shook you awake when the jet landed. It had been more than 5 hours and that was a good nap. You felt your blood pumping because you were on the enemy's ground.

“ Wow, Tokyo is beautiful. What time is the anniversary again? And is there a color coordination I should worry about?”, You ask, popping mint gum in your mouth. You hated not brushing your teeth as soon as you woke up, but you had to do this since you were getting off the plane.

“ Yes, the color is white and gold from the looks of the girl going shopping with strawberry blonde, white haired, and ginger haired girls. Do you know who they are, Mistress?”, Joseph said, keeping his formality even though you told him to use your name since you are technically bound to him.

“ The white haired one is Senju, the strawberry one is hina, and the ginger one is Yuzuha. I would take out senju right now, but I feel like that wouldn’t be any fun considering that I wanted to surprise them this evening before our bloody war.”, You say getting in the black SUV.

“ Yeah, so did you pack any clothes that fit the event?”, Joseph asks with wiggling eyebrows. You chuckled and nodded your head, “ Why do you think I had two of my guards come with me with two suitcases full of clothes.”, You say, smiling as you drive to a hotel you own.

“ Figured. Now, off we go.”, Joseph says while driving.

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“ Ken, did you tell Mikey that he has to be there before us?”, Emma asks as she walks out of their bathroom with a gorgeous white dress on and her hair pinned up.

Draken black hair was in a ponytail with his two strands. He had on a white suit with a gold chain in the suit top pocket, “ Yeah, he’s there already, now would you hurry it up woman. You already look gorgeous, we’re gonna be late.”

Emma rushed to get her phone while Draken checked his for alerts/ warnings. He got a text from Izana saying that you were in Japan. They just couldn’t locate you. Man are you a sneaky bitch. Damn!

Emma grabbed Draken’s face with concern, “ What’s wrong?”

Draken smiled at Emma before kissing her forehead, “ Nothing wrong. Now, mi lady.”

Draken held out his hand and Emma laughed before taking his hand. Oh was he glad that she was still alive even after taking a bat to her head. I guess the Sano family can be hard headed.

They walked out the house, locked the door, and got in the car. Draken sensed something was wrong, but shook it off when Emma called him. They drove off without knowing there’s someone blending in with the bushes.

“ Yeah, Mistress. The event is on now. The couple is making the grand entrance.”, Don says into the Bluetooth set. The bushes were really beating his ass even if he had on an outfit and his face was directly like the bushes that appeared in front of Draken’s house. The face was done by your favorite MUA, she’s a specialist of yours.

Draken and Emma arrived at the event with flashing cameras all around them. They hated paparazzi and the reasons they’re getting it is because of Emma’s modeling/ fashionista career. Draken hated the cameras, but Emma loved it until they started asking unnecessary questions “ do you like a male model?”, “How did you meet draken?” It was annoying.

They entered the building and Emma gasped in amazement, still haven’t gotten used to the luxurious life they both had. The place was beautiful on the outside and was even more beautiful on the inside now that it’s filled with family and friends along with a beautiful interior too.

“ This is amazing Ken.”, Emma says with a shining star in her eyes. He fell in love with her all over again, but then he thought about you and turned his smile into a frown, luckily she didn’t notice. Why was he thinking about you? He should hate you. No one thinks about someone they hate. He was paranoid and hated every second of it. What if you plan to attack way before they scheduled the meeting. He couldn’t risk putting Emma or any of the innocent family and friends in the way.

They walked further and were greeted by everyone smiling at them. “ The two lovebirds finally made it”, Hanma says with Kisaki beside him.

“ Yeah, we had no choice, dumbass.”, Draken says, already irritated by Hanma’s voice.

Emma glared at Draken before giving him a signal to be nice. She knew their frenemy ship went way back, but she didn’t want the argument to happen on their special day.

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It was now two hours later and the dinner was quite a lovely atmosphere to be in really. You sat all the way in the back and no one even knew. Everyone thought you were just a model that’s Emma’s friend, so they didn’t pay much attention to you.

You were watching as they all conversed with each other and watched the frantic looks they had while looking around. You were glad to have a tall guy and a bigger guy in front of you, but then again you were sure they would still see you because you're not tiny.

Joseph was beside you with a menu in his face while you kept your eyes on the big group of people.

You had this place surrounded and Bonten finally knew that since Makoto just came running in, telling them.

“ Don’t panic! Alright, I’m going to give the speech and then we’ll get everyone out of here. This event was only supposed to be for an hour anyway and besides, we’re fucking Bonten. The most dangerous and biggest organization in Japan.”, Shinichiro says with a cigarette in his mouth.

He walked off to grab a microphone and called the attention of the crowd, “ Settle down, everyone.”

“ Who’s gonna tell him that we’re not panicking? He's panicking.”, Benkei says beside Akashi and Wakasa. Senju was on the side of Wakasa while south was on the other side of Senju. They were all lined up, basically.

“ I don’t know the guy always loses his shit when the enemy is close.”, Akashi says, pulling a cigarette out his mouth.

“ I just want to say that I really admire how far my little sister has come. She was a little brat while growing up, even now.”, Shinichiro says, laughing at his own joke while Emma sticks out her tongue at him.

You observed and saw that they were all vulnerable at this moment, but were on guard. You looked and only seen Hanma, Kisaki, Draken, Mikey, The Haitanis’, Takuya, Akkun, Takemichi, Yamagishi, Makoto, Shion, Muto, Mochi, Taiju, South, Benkei, Wakasa, Izana, Kakucho, Kokonoi, Chifuyu, Kazutora, and Takeomi. Bonten was their name.

One person was missing, but that only made you smirk because you knew he was behind you plotting to take you out. The others obviously didn’t know he was even doing this. He must have seen you before any of them did. The man was an executive for a reason.

“ So, how did you find out?”, You ask the man holding a gun to your back.

Sanzu pressed the gun into your back more, “ Why are you here? We aren’t meeting this week at all. Do you want to die earlier than we planned? We wanted your death to be nice and slow. So now you’re ruining the fun.

You looked over at Joseph and tilted your head to let him know you got this. He hesitated but got up anyway.

He didn’t want to leave you alone, so he only sat two tables down, not caring about

“ Heads up, pretty boy. Give Mikey and the rest a warning. We’ll be ending this war tomorrow. I’m tired of y’all shit and I know you’re tired of mine. Now, I only came to spook Draken and from the looks of it, it worked because he can’t even take his eyes off me now. One wrong move, Haruchiyo and this entire place and the people inside it are gone with a nod of a head.”, You say with a smirk on your face as you keep eye contact with a shaken Draken.

“ Mikey, what should we do? Looks like she’s at a disadvantage. I mean we can take out her guys while you four take her ou-”, Hanma says with a bone chilling smile.

“ We don’t attack her at all. To the public, it looks like they are having a civilized conversation. She had to show her face here for a reason. Even if we act on it, the public will know that Emma Sano's family is in a yakuza organization, the most notorious one at that. My sister doesn’t deserve that, Draken, where is she?”, Mikey says as everyone continues to stare at the way you looked.

Your eyes didn’t hold fear, just the eyes of a nasty woman who would do anything to get her way. Anything. They each drunk in your figure and relished in the sight of you. You are truly an ethereal and unique beauty that they sadly had to kill in order to illuminate the competition. You were their biggest competition and they are always going to hate you.

Most of them wondered how you, a woman, managed to own 27% of Japan's profits: hotels, strip clubs,clubs, restaurants, and etc… You took over business deals that they were going to take and they didn’t like that one bit. You were an international gang leader, just known for residing in America. When really you are everywhere.

“ She’s conversing with Yuzuha and Hina in the bathroom.”, Draken says, finally taking his eyes off you.

They looked back to see you gone and a knife in the tablecloth, not on. In. Sanzu had a crazed look in his eyes as he walked back to the table delivering your message to the group of men.

“ She says she wants to end the war tomorrow and plans on leaving with Mikey or Izana’s head and lots of blood and tears from all of us.”, Sanzu reported back to Mikey, making him even more pissed.

The look in his eyes darken and he immediately told the men to shut down the event and evacuate.

He was going to decimate you while making you his bitch. He hated women like you. Women like you were powerful ass women who could easily manipulate men, but he’s not one of them. He was going to tear out your tongue for even speaking like that to one of his best executives. How dare you?

South cracked his knuckles while Taiju laughed before following Mikey’s orders. They all respected the guy, so that’s why they listened to him.

After all, he is the invincible Mikey.

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You couldn’t sleep properly because of your adrenaline pumping. You couldn’t wait to put Mikey’s head on a pitch fork and burn it while his little boy band watched. You wanted every last one of them to bow to you and that’s what your mindset is on when you go into battle. You knew a simple talk wasn’t going to happen today because, quite frankly, Men are stubborn just as women are.

You were in your favorite color suit. This was your special suit for an occasion like this.

Bonten was already there with weapons loaded behind them. You were clear you were surrounded and they knew they were surrounded too.

You entered a luxurious building that became abandoned because no one made investments to it after multiple death currents happened. You gasped when you saw how many men were facing you with weapons of their own, some were bats, chains, but you didn’t see any guns.

Smiling as you walked forth, “ Come on, Mike and Ike, why so big?”

You knew what you were doing because the seduction in your voice threw everyone off, “ You’re trying to throw me off my game by sending your little useless soldiers before I get to y’all ass. When I do, I’m going to take my time savoring your leader's head before doing the same to the executives, but for now… Let’s cause Mayhem!!”

You ran up to the man in the front with speed he didn’t even know you had and wrapped your legs around his head, cracking it before flipping him.The men in front of you held anger and shock as they all charged at you and your men/women.

You, on the other hand, were moving towards Mikey, but got stopped by a woman with chains in one hand and a knife in another, “ Oh, what do we have here, I’m surprised they have women in their little fiasco called Bonten.”

“ You want my boys, you have to get through me first.”, The woman says with eyes of the devil. You analyzed them and knew she was a stone cold killer with a dark past. You saw a gun in the gun holder inside of her jacket and knew she was going to be a tuff one.

“ No problem, I’m guessing by it’s just being you as the only woman, you’re the one they’re fucking too. I got to say how satisfied are you with them?”, you asked, making sure the higher ups of Bonten heard you.

The woman became irritated and tried to hit you with the chains towards your head only for you to grab the chain and drag her to you, “ Now now, the blush on your face is evident. So just between us girls, who’s the biggest?”

The woman then used the knife in her other hand to cut into your arm, making you let go of the chains before clutching your arm, “ Ah shit.”

You heard the girl laugh before saying, “ The name is Penelope and you will never know the answer because you’re going to die before I tell you.”

The brunette was a witty one huh? It’s sad that you had to end another woman’s life, but it must be done to get to “ her” men.

“ Just answer me this because I’m fully intrigued by you and Bonten men. Now, did you fuck all of them at once or was it like ‘ I’ll take her now and then you get her after’ type thing because I got to say it would suck for them to see their important hookup fall at the hands of the enemy.”, You say as you feel all of their eyes on you. I mean, they were only a few feet away.

You wanted to push her into falling right into your trap and it was working because of the anger laced in her voice as she spoke, “ You’re dead!”

She brought out two guns and shot at you, but you already moved, running toward her using the chains to choke her from behind. As you did, you yanked and yanked until her neck broke and her body went limp. Your smile intensified as you felt her body go limp.

You dropped her to the floor before stomping your heel in her face, making it bloody. The blood splattered everywhere and nothing but your laughs and silence from the men in front and behind you were heard.

Your people and their men were tired and exhausted, some of them were dead too.

Mikey watched with black eyes that had a hidden horror to your insane display in front of him, he looked at Penelope's face and almost hurled over. Her face was no longer beautiful and she was gone completely. She was their favorite toy and she will be missed.

You stopped stomping her face with your heels when you felt a punch to your body by South Terano. Your body landed on the wall behind you.

Blood leaked from your mouth as you chuckled while getting up, “ Well, well, well, I get to take out the biggest motherfucker here first, what an honor.”

Mikey raised his hand, “ Do what you all need to do and then bring her to me.”

“ No, No, No, you don’t get to-”, You say before feeling your body smack down on the pavement with the screams of Joseph and your best friend being heard.

Your body was smacked down from the kick Taiju sent you, “ Fuck!”

You stood up a few feet in front of all of his higher ups, excluding Shinichiro, Izana, Mikey, and Takemichi. You smiled before seeing Joseph and your best friend run towards you, but you put a hand up letting them stop, “ This is my battle and my battle alone. If I die then I die, you know how to take care of the gang I started. If I have to shoot you two myself, I will. Do not jump into this fight. AT ALL. Understand?”

They gulped before looking at each other knowing that they can’t talk you out of it because you were the most stubborn person in the world. That’s the only thing they hated about you.

You grabbed a chain off the floor and smiled while wrapping it around your hand, “ Let’s Rumble you fuckers.”

You didn’t even notice that Kazutora was leaping behind you and knocked you down with one hit to your head. Your head was leaking with blood dripping down as you kneeled in front of the enemy. Draken grabbed your head and snatched it to him, “ Now, look at you. Weak and kneeling for us.”

“ Got to say this bitch looks so good on her knees right now.”, Hanma says, licking his lips.

You spit blood in Draken’s face before punching him, which only knocked him back, “ That was a bitch move to hit me from the behind. You all fucking, ow, planned that shit.” Your head was hurting and your mind was dizzy.

You grabbed a pipe from the floor and started swinging without any remorse. You hit Takuya, Makoto, and Akkun in the face knocking them completely out before taking out your gun and shooting Kisaki in the shoulder, “ That was all warning hits.”

You were about to shoot Draken in the head when you felt a cloth go over your mouth and you started kicking your legs only for your vision to go blurry. You heard two shots, but none of them hit your body. Before you passed out you heard the voice of Sanzu, “ Tearing you apart is going to hurt like hell, for you. Got to say, you are stunning, too bad you are about to be ruined.

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You felt your body get poked right where your thighs were as your eyes scrunched up.

“ Damn, they are even as soft as they look. Fuck! She’s already making me hard.”, You heard Rindou Haitani say, making the others laugh.

He kept touching your thighs and you kept your eyes closed making them think you're still unconscious. The breathing lessons you took do come in handy.

Your head got yanked up from someone standing behind you. You knew they’re nasty ass was probably getting off at the sight of your vulnerable state now. When you get out of these chains they have on you, you’re fucking them up.

“ Wakey, Wakey, pretty girl. Time to meet your maker.”, Draken says, holding your head up. You squint your eyes before opening them to the sight of men you hated in front of you smirking or smiling. Most had deadpanned expressions.

You felt coldness hit your body when you came back to your actual consciousness. This caused you to look down and see your clothes ripped off and now you were only in your bra and panties.

You shook your head before laughing, “ Ah, The classic. Now why did you do this?” Mikey looked at you before walking towards you while Rindou got out of his way.

Mikey snatched your hair back and grabbed your chin trying to force your mouth open, “ Open up!”

You tried to snatch your head out of his grasp, but he kept you right there, only holding on tighter. You laughed before feeling a slap on your thighs with his gun.

“ Now open that pretty mouth up before I blow your entire pussy off. You would like that, wouldn’t you? You masochist ass bitch.”, Mikey says, moving the gun to your pussy. You loved the look in his eyes and suddenly can feel the seat getting hot. No. You were getting hot down there. Damn, body betrayal is the worst.

You smirked before spitting in his face only for Draken to slap you with his large ass hand. Only making you hornier. Mikey wiped off your spit and spread it on your tits, “ Now, I’m about to fuck you into submission and they’re going to join.”

You tried to get out of the chains, but couldn’t because Draken was holding you down. Don’t fight the urge baby, I’m sure they could see that you're wet considering your body heat.”, Draken says before reaching down to swipe a finger over your pussy feeling the wetness coating the underwear.

He then brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked on them like he was actually tasting you. You wanted to moan because of how fine he looked, but if you did everyone was going to have satisfaction. You wanted to fuck them and bring them to their knees after. That was your decision now, considering it’s the only option. You weren't about to join their ducking organization when yours is probably still up and running.

“ I don’t bow down to no men and I will not submit to no men.”, You say, making the men laugh. Draken was cutting the chains off.

“ We’re gonna make you our bitch and you’re going to love it because you are ours now. So be a brat if you want, I’m sure my men wouldn’t hesitate to put you in your fucking place.”, Izana says, walking beside Mikey.

They watched the chains drop from your body and as soon as they did, you tried to run, only for South to grab you and put you over his shoulder. He slapped your ass and the smack was heard all around the room.

“ Fuck!”, You yelled from the impact.

“ Shut the fuck up.”, South says before laying your body on the table. You tried to lift your body, but handcuffs were latched on your wrist before you could by a smirking Mochi besides South. Mucho was beside Mochi while Taiju was beside South.

“ You see, we would fuck you to open up that pussy of yours, maybe even your ass too, but that would be uncomfortable for us and you. I want you with cum all over your body and a fucked out expression already displayed on your fucking face. Pretty girls like you always become a cum bucket for men like us.”, Taiju said while the rest of the three big men in front of you smirked.

They continued smirking while backing away from you while you were sitting yourself up on the table. Akkun walked into your view with his red, puffy Afro-ish hair and a cigarette hanging from his mouth, “ Hope you’re ready, pretty girl?” You were confused until you felt the pad of his fingers on your lips. Which only made you snatch away from him, but he snatched your wrist forward, making the handcuffs scrap your skin causing you to hiss.

When you hissed, he took the opportunity to put the pad on his fingers on your tongue, pulling it out, “ Damn, I wish I had the opportunity to use this mouth today, but hey at least there’s always another day. Anyway, I want to taste you even more than I want to face fuck you. Take that into consideration. Plus, when I do, you can’t cum until you submit to us. Choose Bonten, sweetheart, that’s all you got to say and I’ll let you cum.”

You bit his fingers making him yell as he took his fingers out your mouth, “ Well, then I guess ain’t cunning from this shit, wasn’t planning on t-”

“ Now, I’m gonna fuck you with my tongue and make you apologize and beg for me.”, Akkun says before getting on his knees in front of your pussy. He pulled your panties to the side and inhaled your pussy juice leaking from your panties and pussy.

Akkun then smirked before making a zig-zag pattern with his tongue once. He watched as you bit your tongue and how your eyebrows furrowed. The other men behind him knew you were fighting the urge to cum right then and there after one single action. You must be very sensitive.

Akkun then sucked on your clit, which caused you to jolt underneath him, making his chuckles vibrate on your pussy, accidentally making you moan.

“ Mm.”, You moaned lowly, well tried but everyone heard you considering that the only sounds that could be heard is the impatience of everyone's feet or hands tapping something in the background and akkun’s slurping.

“ Look at our bitch slowly succumbing to Akkun eating her pussy. Thought you weren't gonna give in?”, Takeomi says, making you roll your eyes. You bit your lip as Akkun licked and circled his tongue around your pussy before pulling away and spitting on it. He devoured you again, but this time you had something under your sleeve. You hated that your body shook underneath him, but man was it pleasurable.

You smirked at the man before clamping your thighs around Akkun’s head making them get out their guns with a quickness, “ Ah, looks like I’m the one in control now. One wrong move from any of you and he’s dead… so put the fucking guns away, I don’t plan on killing baby boy anytime soon, especially since he’s, ughh!, eating my pussy so good right now. Fuck!”

Your hips moved on their own and everyone watched with amazement at how slick you were. Akkun was in heaven because your juices were all over his tongue and face and he loved every second of it. Fuck!! He couldn’t wait to fuck you.

Akkun lapped up your juices and flicked his tongue at the right spot while you grind your hips in a moaning euphoria, “ Fuck, you’re doing so good my dumb little boy! I’m gonna fucking cum and you’re gonna fucking let me because I’m not fucking submitting to y’all before I, nghh!, cum!”

You clenched and unclenched on Akkun’s tongue before cumming on him while throwing your head back without a care in the world. Akkun was leaking in his pants due to him eating your pussy while cumming in his pants.

Fuck your taste and smell was immaculate to him. He didn’t even want to move and it was evident because of your thighs unhooking around his head. The guys thought he was dead because he was not moving for a second and they were about to kill you until they heard a kiss being planted on your clit.

You shook under the spell of his clit kisses and he loved it so much that he couldn’t punish you. Someone else was going to have to do it. He was still soft at heart.

Once they saw Akkun get up and face them, they saw his face and wanted to taste you themselves, there’s no way you drowned him that good with your juices.

“ Someone else can go.”, Akkun says before walking away with embarrassment from cumming in his pants.

“ No fucking way, she made you cum in your pants while eating her pussy!”, Makoto says loudly through chuckles making Akkun throw something at him.

“ Shut the fuck up, ass brain.”, Akkun says before walking off to clean himself and get rid of his frustration, luckily they were at One of Bonten houses where women are usually around somewhere to load one of them off.

“ Didn’t we say not to cum until you fucking submit? Did you fucking think we were playing? Hmm.”, Chifuyu says

“ Kazutora, hold her while I get our play toys.”, Chifuyu says before pulling you off the table and shoving you into kazutora’s arms. You looked at him and god was he fucking beautiful.

“ You bone thugs ain’t touching me with toys you used on the late Penelope or any of the bitches you fucked for that matter.”, You say making Kazutora dig his nails into your arms.

He then held tightly onto your handcuffs making them hurt even more, “ Stop fucking playing with us. Now, you’re going to sit here and cockwarm our toys we brought just for you while keeping that pretty mouth shut. Deal?”

You glared at him, “ I’m not doing shi- what the fuck is that thing?” Your eyes were wide as you looked at the chair Chifuyu brought out. The chair had a hole in it with a thick and long dildo, that looks to be about 8.5 inches, placed at the bottom of the chair where the hole was placed, so if someone sat on it from what you could tell, they would be openly fucked.

You licked your lips before Chifuyu stomped towards you, grabbing you by the arms and dragging you to the chair trying to get you to sit down. You tried to snatch from him, but he wasn’t budging. “ Stop fucking fighting me, now sit the fuck down because you know you want it.”

He was right, it did look amazing to try. He slid off your panties easily before sitting you down on the cold new chair. You could tell it was new because of the shining arms on the chair, “ I hope you fucking wiped this down, dipshit.”

They unhooked the handcuffs before placing your arms on the chair arms, only to lock them up again making you roll your eyes.

“ Here’s the thing, I’ve got control of the fucking chair, so in other words, you’re not cumming at all until you beg for it.”, Chifuyu says as you stared at the men in front of you, watching your body like prey’s.

They locked your ankles to the chair and turned on the machine. You hear the buzz coming from the dildo machine. You were about to be in for your money, but had in the back of your mind that you wouldn’t give in to what they wanted or needed from you. You hated them.

Chifuyu smirked before sitting back down on his chair while Kazutora stood beside you with one leg on the wall. The dildo rubs against your opening slick hole before moving in slowly, you close your eyes and open your mouth in a o shape. The dildo thrusted into you at a normal pace making you hum in excitement.

“ What? What was that? Did I hear a moan from you?”, Ran shouts, making the men laugh and agree with him.

“ F- ah, shit! Fuck you Ran!”, You moaned. Ran licked his lips before pulling out his dick from his dress pants, stroking up and down. He didn’t care for anyone but you in that room right now. Shit neither did any of them. You were the main goal.

“ Soon baby.”, Ran whispered before throwing his head back, groaning at your moans and his imaginations of you.

You threw your head back as Chifuyu sped up, “ Mmm, this feels so good.” The dildo snapped into you, making you jolt forward with your fingers gripping the chair arms.

“ Ahh! I think- mmmm.”, you moaned loudly while trying to close your legs. Your walls were fluttering around the dildo as it went in and out of you now at a fast pace making the men more eager to hear you scream and cry for them.

All that was heard around the room was groans, cries, moans, and your wetness. If you count the machine, then that’s the last thing heard.

Chifuyu was having fun while Kazutora was now gripping your hair forcing your head back as you opened your mouth in bliss, “ Mmph, I’m about to cum, fuck ye- why the fuck did it stop?!”

“ Beg for your cum, beg y/n. That’s the only way you can cum or he’s going to keep edging you until you fucking get it right, now give me a kiss, beautiful.”, Kazutora says before smashing his lips on yours. You whine underneath him when he adds to the pleasure by caressing your nipples between his fingertips while sticking his tongue down your throat. His mouth tasted sweet and felt like a cotton ball, which made you sure that he was high off something.

The machine started again and now it was going so slow that you moved your hips up and down to chase your own release. You didn’t give a fuck about them “ allowing” you to cum. You were going to get it anyway.

Chifuyu noticed and whistled to get Kazutora’s attention, “ She’s trying to find a release, stop kissing her, it’s only making her more hornier. Submit, princess. That’s all you have to do.”

You snatched away from Kazutora’s hand on your face , as he looked at Chifuyu, and looked at Chifuyu, “ Never.”

“ Ok, your choice.”, Chifuyu smirked before rubbing his phone up more and then pressing another button. Soon, the machine started thursting in and out of you at an abnormal pace making your eyes pop open and your legs shake, “ Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! This feels so good.”

They were all watching as your body shook while your head leaned back back on the chair. They could see how puffy your pussy has gotten and loved it, man was it a sight to behold. The dildo was covered in your wetness as the wet squelches were loud enough for everyone to hear in the room, they then knew you were breaking when your face twisted at Chifuyu slowing down the machine little by little.

“ No, no, no, please-”, You tried to stop the words from spilling from your mouth, but it’s like your mouth followed your mind instead. Kazutora smirked before lifting your head with his index finger, “ Please what? What do you want?”

“ Please, let me cum. Pretty please, I can’t take this anymore.”, you begged with tear drops dropping down your face.

They all witness the fall of the Great Roman or should they say y/n right here and now. This was only the beginning.

“ Mm, good girl, now cum!”, Chifuyu yelled while turning up the machine, making you scream. Your walls fluttered and your face twisted before forming into the most beautiful expression they’ve ever seen while cumming on the dildo, they were now jealous of at the moment, “ Ughhh! Yes, fuck yes!”

You moved around in the chair due to the dildo still moving inside of you before Chifuyu turned it off. Your body went limp as soon as he did and you felt butterfly kisses all over your face while your eyes were closed knowing that you were in for a long ass night with these men.

The straps fell off your wrist before they fell off your ankles, the person in front of you wasn’t Kazutora when you opened your eyes. It was Takemichi with his styled up black curly hair and a cigarette hanging off his mouth, “ Fuck! You make the prettiest face while cumming.”

He then walked a few inches away from you to sit back down and patted his lap, “ Fucking crawl to me.”

“ You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”, You whispered before looking up at the sky.

“ Nope. Hope you’re ready, doll.”, Takemichi says before putting out his cigarette.

This was the same fucker who used to have piss color hair ordering you around. You hated this, but was turned on from the way he was smirking and staring at you. Fuck it! What’s the worst that can happen?

Tags: @bontens-angel ( Thank you so much for this idea) and @dejwrites ( let me know if you don’t want to be tagged like that anymore)

There will be a part 2/3/ maybe 4

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Bonten Rhapsodies

Pairings ✰: Bonten x Chubby Pornstar! Fem! Reader

Warnings ✰:smut, voyeurism, Role play, Overstimulation, breeding kink, moonlight position, hints at Sanzu being a pornstar, pussy eating, squirting, double penetration, G.B. Obv, Food play, breeding kink, Degradation on, praise, face fucking, body worshipping, butt plug, vibrator, reader has a clit and nipple piercing, fingering, cum eating, rose toy, hand jobs, Black coded reader, mid Mizo crew mentioned: ofc Timeskip versions, mentions of Pros*itutio*

Word Count ✰:: 10.2k

17+ Allowed

I really really hope this work!

You were the ideal talk amongst the Bonten organization and company. You were even the talk amongst their enemies and opponents when it came to the different show of business they involved themselves in, even prostitutes they recruit for prostitution knew who you were .

They were the number one entertainment in the porn business. The women and men they chose were all shapes and sizes along with all skin colors.

The main person that brought in views was you. Your body was hypnotizing and you were respected amongst the company, if only the world shared the same respect.

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