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dantheserialkillerman · 8 months

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Hiroki Dan X GN!Teacher (one shot)

Contains: Gender Neutral Reader and Age Difference General warning: Medium-length post (1,461 words) TW: Possessiveness/Yandere vibes Characters: Hiroki Dan and You

– There is a theory called The Green World by Northrop Fry. It's actually quite simple. Shakespeare's comedies follow a structure: in spring, the fertility month, the characters transition from the everyday world, faced with societal bondage, to the wild, where everything becomes topsy turvy, back to the ordinary world renewed and unbound. As you skimmed your class, you couldn't help but wonder if the same theory also applied to your life. This moment did feel wild.

– The semester is your first as a teacher at one of Toyko's most highly regarded private high schools, and according to the curious stares from your students, they don't know what to make of you. It sets you on edge. Yet, there is also great excitement as you finally have fulfilled your dream of educating the next generation after years of studying. Is there a word for both terror and elation? Perhaps euphoria? It did once mean to be removed from one's body. However, frisson seems to settle in your mind. Your hair does feel on end.

– One..two...three...breath...one...two...three...breath. You repeat this phrase over and over again as you start your lesson. This subject is your favourite, and not to brag, but you are an expert in this field; the school would have never hired you otherwise, and the parents would have you fired, flayed, and put out front as a warning for everyone else. Even some universities would pale in comparison. These are households of politicians, millionaires, and businessmen. The top of the top and greatness ensures they only produce greatness, or at least the image of it.

– Everything seems to be going well; to your surprise, the kids are actively engaged, yet you cannot help but sense an uneasiness. You feel dissected, like a butterfly being prepped for a display case. When turning around, an intensity makes you pause over a word to prevent a stutter. You swear unseen hands are rushing over your body as if to hold you and say, "Stay still; I deserve to look," for what reason you don't know. It's nerves, you tell yourself, focus on the lesson; you can't mess up the first class.

– But it happens again during the next lesson. Then, the one after that. Again and again until finally, when handing back the first assignment, you meet the cause after class.

– It was Autumn when the weather couldn't decide if it wished to be hot or cold, the leaves turning into a violent swarm of reds and oranges as if the trees were on fire. It had been a long day; you had to send someone to the head office for interrupting class, forgot your lunch, and were stuck grading papers. The only people still here were after-school clubs and occasionally teachers you heard walking in the halls.

– You were so absorbed in your work that you couldn't help but jump when you felt a tap on your shoulder and a soft "Excuse me" in your ear. Looking up in shock, you are surprised to see a man...well, a teenager. Handsome for his age, most likely eighteen and in his final year, with a shock of dark hair and eyes against pale skin, a warm smile breaks the otherwise monochrome facade. An image of Adder Snake flashes in your mind when he tilts his head and beams...it is as if he enjoyed scaring you.

– "Oh, I'm sorry, professor," he places a hand over his heart and straightens, "I merely wanted to get your attention." His eyes are so black that you can see your own startled reflection, and despite being in a more senior position, how small you look compared to this boy. You hate it.

– "It's fine," you look at the clock, "it's past five; shouldn't you be heading home, or is there something I can help you with?" You attempt to clean your desk to make it look moderately presentable. In reality, you wanted to seem busy so you didn't have to look him in the eye again. There was something profoundly unnerving about how he could pin you down with merely a look.

– His hand moves gracefully into his bag and pulls out a piece of paper; you recognize it as the recently returned assignment from your afternoon class. He places it delicately on your desk, atop the other essays you were grading. Pompous little shit, you couldn't help but think. You tilt over and see the grade, a ninety-five, the highest score you gave out recently.

– Picking up the paper, you hold it out for the student to take back, "It was very well-written and researched, particularly the second paragraph. Congratulations..." You quickly glance at the paper, hopefully discreetly, "Hiroki-kun." The name settled in your mouth like honey, sticking to your throat unpleasantly despite how sweet it sounded.

– He leans against the desk, the same plain smile upon his face and a light chuckle escaping his upturned lips. There is an uneasiness in the air, that pressure you felt during the day in increments, dilating in this very moment.

– "Thank you," he moves closer, and you realize the door is closed; who shut it? "But I wanted to ask," Closer, "what could I have done to have gained that extra five percent?"

– "I..." You feel speechless, your face hot from panic, "Well...you could've shortened it, perhaps?" Say anything to get him to leave.

– "That's it?"

– "It was written very well; I wouldn't worry about your grade."

– He takes the paper and folds it absent-mindedly, "I will take it to heart," as if to prove it, he holds the essay to his chest, "You are my favourite teacher here, and any advice you give me is a great help." To your horror, he looks somewhat bashful. Yet, it would be a lie to say it didn't stroke your ego.

– You clear your throat, "Thank you, but it is getting late-"

– "Let me walk you to your bike." You wonder how he knew you biked to school? "My father is the police superintendent General, and I am also heading out; I don't want someone so..." He looks down to where you are sitting, "vulnerable to walk outside by themselves."

– You weighed the options in your head. Saying no could hurt your reputation; this was the kid of a high-ranking official, and if you pissed off Daddy, you would be fired on the spot. Was it unnerving and inappropriate? Yes. But you couldn't think of a way to worm your way out of this dilemma. It was a true dichotomy.

– "I wouldn't want to burden a young man like yourself...."

– His smile stretched wider, so vast you could count each pearly white tooth. What big teeth you have..." It would be my pleasure."

– Hiroki demanded to carry your briefcase and, while you walked, asked miscellaneous questions about your life. How old are you? Do you live alone? Are you Married? How far do you live from campus? You tried to answer him subtly, attempting to dodge the questions with little skill. You cursed the school for being so big and your pupil for being such a slow walker.

– Ten minutes later, you reach your bike. Or where it should have been. Nothing but the chain was attached to the fence. You look around and quickly conclude that someone has stolen it. Man, I'm a fucking genius, you thought sarcastically, but you had to Act professionally. Act bloody professional. Oh, God, how in the living hell would you get back to your dingy little apartment?

– "People these days," Hiroki shook his head, "my father has been trying to tamper down the rise in petty crime such as this," he slung your case over his shoulder, "but it seems he has a long way to go."

– You pushed your forehead in stress, "It's fine, I'll just take public transport." And it would be awful in that crowded cart filled with annoyed people.

– "Nonsense," He turned and started to walk towards the parking lot; in confusion, you began to follow him, "I own a car, and someone like yourself wouldn't be safe on public transport." He looked over his shoulder, and you felt your stomach sink, "I'll drive you home." Shit.

– "It's fine, really. Plus, you're a student-"

– "My father would never forgive me if I left you in such a state. Alone. Defenceless. I mean," He stopped and turned. Suddenly, you recognized how tall and broad he was as he towered over you. "I could attack you right now, and you would have no way to defend yourself." His left eye twitched softly like he trying to keep a particular thought at bay, and you felt your lungs freeze, "But you're lucky," He chuckled, "I would never harm my favourite teacher." The air seemed to stop momentarily as if the sky held its breath for what he would say next. "I only want to do a good deed," Another laugh, "They make me feel blessed," and softly grabbing your hand and bringing it to his cheek, he tilted his head into your palm, whispering, "Won't you bless me, teacher?"

– You wondered if Northrop Fry had a theory on Shakespearian tragedy. What dark world were you being brought into by those eyes?

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lexsssu · 4 months

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Odd (Hiroki Dan)

TAGS: Dan/F!reader, yandere, possessiveness, obsession, breeding, impregnation, smut, oneshot Ao3 ver.

Dan was always…odd.

Even when you were both still young preteens fumbling their way through puberty and middle school, there was always something about him that stood out from the rest of the student body.

Sure, he was smart, handsome, and came from a good family especially with his father being the current superintendent general at the police force. He had all the qualities that ensured his constant popularity, but despite how amicable he was towards your peers he always retreated back into himself.

At least, that was when it came to everyone else that is.

Because the biggest oddity you could find in him is his blatant need to ALWAYS be around you.

Whether he was merely within your immediate vicinity or engaging with you in some way, the dark-haired male was drawn to you like a moth to a flame. The eyes are the windows to the soul and for someone like him who was a master at molding his expressions in whatever face he needed at the moment, his eyes clearly revealed how genuine he was towards you.

Perhaps you should be scared, especially when his expressive eyes widen and dilate whenever your eyes meet with him for even a second. How it seems as if he’d been staring at you for long periods of time without you even noticing how heated his gaze was, but…

Was it bad that you found his attention…endearing?

Flattering even that such an eligible man such as him only had you in his eyes?

Dan never did anything that made you feel uncomfortable, but rather knowing that you had his eternal attention almost felt like a safety blanket was wrapped around you and that there was never really anything for you to fear. He is a gentleman first and foremost, but the longing within his eyes are unmistakable and the genuine smiles he bestows upon you wear down the walls you’ve placed around your heart little by little.

That is why is there really any surprise that you’re wedded beneath the sakura blossoms as soon as you’ve both graduated highschool?

To most people, marrying so early seemed like such an archaic practice or that you were both throwing your lives away so early.

Such a thought never passed through your mind however and much less your husband for that matter. If anything, both his family and yours were very supportive of your decision as they had all been witness to the love you both shared for one another through all these years. Plus, it also helps that his family was well-off enough and Dan himself driven enough that your father had no qualms handing you over to his new son-in-law because he knew that you’d certainly be taken care of and cherished.

However, as much as you were grateful to the family and friends that celebrated your union, nothing could still overcome the happiness that overflowed from your heart as you met this man at the altar and exchanged vows and a kiss to seal your everlasting love to one another.

Dan was certainly odd…but you loved him all the same.

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“The doctor said that this is the best position to allow my seed to reach your womb and we’d be remiss if we didn’t follow her instructions. Besides, Masahiro deserves a new sibling, don’t you think so? I long to see you again growing ripe with my child…your breasts filling up with such fine drink that I’m already salivating just thinking about it…”

You don’t know what happened during work to set him off like this, but you weren’t complaining as Dan did his utmost best to practically rearrange your guts with how hard he was bearing down on you. The pillow he’d slipped beneath your hips just moments ago certainly helped as skin smacked against skin and bodily fluids dripped and stained the once pristine bedsheets.

The handsome investigator’s usually combed dark hair was in disarray as strands clung to his sweat-stained face, his movements & expression reeking of desperation and overflowing affection as he sought to get his cock as deep into you as he could. With luscious thighs wrapped around his narrow waist, hands raking against his strong back leaving faint red lines, and your lips kissed and bitten until it shone a bright reddish color, Hiroki knew that this might as well have been heaven.

For it is everything he wanted and dreamed of.

A precious young son sleeping in his own room, and the love of his life: his sweet little wife who still cared for him in spite of his need to ‘commit good deeds.’

And now that the newest member of your family was actively being made, Hiroki would make sure to continue his mission to cleanse the world of the filth that dared taint its goodness.

“ Leave it to me, darling. I’ll rack up enough ‘good deeds’ for you and all our future children so that you may all live without fears or worries… ”

With your face buried in the crook of his neck as you slept on top of him, his cock still stuffed inside your sopping cunt in order to prevent any of his seed from slipping out, the man smiled and closed his eyes and followed you into the land of dreams.

#lexsssu writes #Brutal Satsujin Keisatsukan no Kokuhaku #hiroki dan #hiroki dan x reader #hiroki dan x you #hiroki dan x y/n #yandere x reader #crossposted on ao3

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yandere-writer-momo · 15 days

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I can’t with Hiroki Dan’s Mugs, however I was able to guess the second mug was actually a Bunny, not a cat (Is he bad on purpose or is he actually THAT bad at ceramics and art? 😭) I’m getting back into reading the manga as I needed a breather from the stuff that happens in there and I’m currently at chapter 4 because 😭😂

Why is he so Babygirl? (He’s so scary but he’s so cute with his mugs and he looks so proud of them 🥹) and he gave me a devious idea for a story idea if your interested

He’s the 2nd Serial Killer Babygirl I know about 💞

I’m hearing everyone out on him. EVERYONE IS GETTING HEARD OUT.

Love this manga version of Dexter.

This manga is incredibly horrific, bloody, and dark. I do not recommend if you are sensitive to dark content but the revenge is even more brutal

#brutal manga #Hiroki Dan #brutal: satsujin kamsatsukan no kokuhaku #satsujin kansatsukan no kokuhaku #manga recommendation #horror manga #thriller manga #psychological manga #crime mystery #gore manga #tw.noncon #tw.blood #tw. gore #tw.murder #tw.suicide #tw.dark content

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sidsinning · 11 months

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Reading horror/psychological/gore manga rn

I must be deranged bc this man is a green flag for me

He's so quirky silly babygirl

#caution if u venture in #every trigger warning under the sun #brutal manga #sidrabbles #hiroki dan

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starlit-mood · 10 months

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"i have to do more good deeds." - hiroki dan

#moodboard #aesthetic #aesthetic moodboard #hiroki dan #dan hiroki #brutal confessions of a homicide investigator #brutal satsujin kansatsukan no kokuhaku #brutal manga #manga moodboard #manga aesthetic #dark moodboard #dark aesthetic

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skwzks · 11 months

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First Meeting

Hiroki Dan x Female Reader

word counts: 630 words

Indonesian version

You met Hiroki Dan when you went shopping for pottery. You usually go to the nearest shop, but since it was closed, you decided to go to the one in the middle of the city. There's where you meet him.

When your eyes laid on that one figure in the front of the clay shelf, you know he think hard about what kind to pick. The unknown man look very handsome, he also tall and has solid body, his black hair neatly combed, even his side profile looks perfect. Without you noticing, you stared at him more than you a minute.

"Can i help you?" He asked, makes you flinched slightly before turning your gaze the other way and back to him.

"Eh, no no. Sorry." You apologized nervously then walked towards him since he was standing in front of the clay shelf. He nodded once before looking back at the clay in front of him.

As with you, you did the same with the man beside you. You also think before choosing the right clay for you to take home.

"You look like an expert." He said. And again you flinched, making the man chuckle. "And also look like you're easily surprised." He muttered.

You laugh awkwardly. "Yeah, i got scared easily, a little bit. And no, im not an expert." You answered lowly.

"Still, you look like one." He said without looking at ylu. His eyes were focused on the clay shelf.

"Can i ask you a question?"

This is where he fully looked at you. And for the love of God, he looks like a model. You can stare at his face for 69 hours without getting bored.

You nodded slowly, waiting for the question he wanted to ask.

"You see, im still new with pottery. I did already make a couple things. The thing is, it didn't stay for long, it breaks apart. My question is, what is a good kind of clay?" You listen intently then stared at the clay shelf. "It depends on what you want to make."

"Oh, i wanna make a vase for my mushroom. You see, i just found this new mushroom, and I wanna rise it." You smiled a little at his explanation. He looks like a fun guy.

"I recommend earthenware clay. Its good for vases and stuff like that."

The man turned his face to the shelf, and his eyes quickly caught the earthenware clay. He took it, then looked at you and smiled.

"Thank you. I will be buying this." He said as be picked it up. "Your a nice lady. Im Hiroki Dan." He bends his body 30 degrees, making you quickly bend your body too. "Im (name). Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too, (name). Now that i got the stuff that i need, im gonna get going." He took a step away from where you were standing.

"Hiroki… Dan." Your voice made him stop on his track. Hiroki turned to look at you and raised both of his eyebrows. "Hm?"

You blinked a few times before finally realized your mouth was calling the man's name. "Ah, im sorry for calling all of a sudden." You scratch the back of your head. "I just wanna say that… uh.. if you wanna know more about uhm.. pottery, you can ask.. me."

"So you are an expert."

"I'm not."

Hiroki laughed again then walked back towards you before taking out his phone. "Type your number here." You swiftly typed your number then handed the phone back to him.

"Well then, I'll see you around, (name)." He smiled.

"Hm. See you around." You smiled back.

That was 2 years ago. Now you got yourself a homicide investigator boyfriend and a new weirdly shaped pottery every 3 days.

2023 © all works belong to skwzks — do not repost or plagiarize my work on any platform

#brutal: satsujin kansatsukan no kokuhaku #hiroki dan #hiroki dan x reader

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zoraedits · 9 months

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anaki-kuroshi · 1 year

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This is our resident serial killer guys

#brutal: satsujin kansatsukan no kokuhaku #hiroki dan #he's so silly #such a silly little man with a silly little hobby (not pottery)

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3smo · 2 years

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dan hiroki !

warning: dom reader. gender neutral. yandere-ish themes, but its actually really concerning bc it dan hiroki. good boy dan ☺? hes pretty possessive. finger sucking. voice kink. a little hair-pulling. fingering. blowjob kinda. readers a little shorter than him, only adds to his height kink. dan tries to get on top but it backfires.

✿ disclaimer — I only write for characters 18+. if you don't like my content, please block me.

this most likely has lots of errors bc i was in a rush to finish this.

dan hiroki saw the way you looked at the cashier. your pretty eyes sparkled as you spoke, that contagious laughter that had dan smiling every time he heard it - it made him nauseous.

his eyes twitches. his stomach erupts in butterflies as he thinks of the things he could do to you.

he wasn't gonna take the life of the one of loves. at least, not again. but he's definitely not going to let this slide.

when you sat back down, he smiled at you, sipping on his coffee.

"is there a problem?" you ask in a concern tone. oh, how he loves that tone. he loves how gentle you are with him, or how you can easily get him drunk in love with anything that you do or say.

"no, everything's alright.." he replies, shutting his eyes like he was in peace. he wishes he could hear your voice every second, he'd never get tired. "can i stay over at your place today...?"

you nod, a smile on your face, dan couldn't help but replicate. "of course."

you're so easy...

"there's my pretty boy." you chuckle as dan stares at himself through the mirror. he turns around and smiles at you. you lean on the door frame, tilting your head.

he was wearing your biggest shirt as sleepwear, and he looked adorable in it.

the thing was: he had his own clothes in a drawer of yours, he just decided to steal your clothes instead.

he walks closer to you, taking your hand in his, raising it to his lips. he presses a gentle, lingering kiss on your palm.

"isn't it too early to sleep?" dan stares at you with pleading eyes, he shuts his eyes and lays his pink tongue flat against the base of your index finger and licks all the way to the top.

he lets his lips wrap around your finger tip, his teeth grazing you slightly. he opens his dark eyes, staring at your reaction.

your lips part as you look at him with such adoration, he can't help but get more turned on. you slip a second finger inside his mouth, pushing until they hit the back of his throat and made him gag, he lets his saliva run down your hand as his eyes gloss over.

he removes himself from your fingers with a pop! and tries to catch his breath.

"are you really going to sleep?" he murmurs. dan knows he got you, a smirk crawling on his face. "won't you play with me, (name)?"

"depends. what're we playing?" you ask, caressing his face, brushing your thumb over his lips. a shiver runs down his spine.

he may have been muscular and taller than you, but he's willing to submit to you as if it was in his nature.

it feels so nice knowing he was there to protect you and watch over you, and you still had the control in here.

"how about, hm..." he had so many ideas, but now that he's standing in front of you, his mind went blank. "you just touch me."

he suggested vaguely. you raise a brow, seeing as he didn't want to give you any details, you just went along with it.

your hands move from his jaw to his shoulders. almost as if you were tracing him. then they went down his spine, he shudders immediately, pressing himself against you.

"you're sensitive here, aren't you." you trail your hand down to his ass. dan jumps in surprise when you massage him. you lean against him and smile at his whimper.

he wasn't wearing anything under your shirt...

"i adore you," you whisper in his ear, gently running your teeth along the lobe of his ear. "i love you, darling."

dan sighs, softly giggling, his heart thumping wildly in his ribcage. he feels your smile grow, you move your hands to push his hair away from his face before you pull at the back of his hair, his head falling back.

tingles run all over his body, he suppresses a gasp. he distracts you by taking you by the wrist and pulling you towards your bed. "let me be on top today."

"when did we agree to this?" you tilt your head with curiosity. dan watches you bounce slightly as you're pushed to the bed.

"just now," he smiles slyly at you, your his shirt clings onto him as he straddles your hips, harden nipples poking through. "you know, i didn't appreciate the way you looked at that cashier today."

you steady him by holding him by his legs, caressing his inner thighs and slipping your cold hands under his shirt. dan was quick to stop you, grip on your wrist warning you to listen to him.

"so, you'll need to get punished today.." he murmurs, "i'm doing a good deed here, you can't stray away from me. you're all i have."

he lets go of your wrists and places his palms to your face, drawing hearts on your jaw with his thumb. he leans forward, in fact, it almost looks like he's riding you.

"i'm yours, and you're mine, (name). you only look at me. if that's not the case, then i'll kill 'em." you didn't understand what was going on, but nodded regardless. maybe it was the fact that the threat felt so real, or the fact that he was distracted by this that made you agree.

you took the chance to switch positions, laying him on his back. dan's eyes widen, his hair blocking his vision. "is that my punishment?" you tease, reaching over your nightstand to take out the lube. "i don't appreciate the fact that you think you can control me."

dan pouts, bottom lip jutting out slightly. its cute and it makes you want to smother him in kisses.

he doesn't realize you poured lube on your fingers until he feels the cold right at his entrance. "cold.." he whines quietly.

you grin at him. "you're not fighting back for dominance...?"

he stares at you with a frown, dark eyes not leaving yours until you decide to insert your finger inside him. his face twists with pain, eyes shutting close. you let your finger lie still, waiting for him to adjust.

he clenches and unclenches around you, a pleasured sigh emits from him. he gives you a small nod, his palm on his lower abdomen when you slid in and out, making sure to be slow and agonizing as you watch his expressions.

"don't worry, dan." you assure him, slipping a second finger in. you purposely avoid his prostate, making him whine at every drag of your fingers. "i won't look at anyone who isn't you."

"you're my everything," you pull your fingers out, before slamming them back in. dan squirms, thighs quivering and a loud moan erupts from him. "and i love you, so, so much..."

dan lets out trembling breaths. he pushes his shirt past his chest, holding onto it with his teeth. he's urging you to play with his leaking cock.

his teary eyes, his tiny whimpers, his shaking body... it was the cutest thing ever.

"i love your voice." you whisper, lifting his leg up so you could kiss his inner thigh. dan takes his hand and places it on your head, trying to make ground himself.

"and those cute noise you make everytime i touch a sensitive spot." you push your fingers to his prostate, holding his leg down with your free hand.

dan cries out loud, squirming around the bed and pulling at your hair. he pushes his hips down on your fingers to get more stimulation.

"even the way you get jealous is adorable. it makes me wanna eat you up." you pant out, moving your face so you were in front of twitching cock. dan shivers as your hot breath hits him.

"ack! (n-name)..."

he arches his back as you repeatedly slide your fingers against his prostate, not exactly hitting it but enough pleasure is brought to him that it makes him want to scream in frustration.

you place a wet kiss to his angry red tip, dan bites on his shirt even harder, not caring at the drool pooling around it. your tongue peaks out to give kitten licks to the slit.

his entire body was flushed in red. you couldn't help but just admire him. as if he was a painting. dan felt hot and exposed under your gaze. but he liked it, he liked that you looked at him like he was your dream man.

he locked eyes with you as you lick the base of his cock, slowly moving back to the tip, giving extra attention to the head. dan's whines are muffled, he makes sure to keep his eyes on yours, the eyes contact made him even wetter.

"(name), (name)...!!" you pull away from his cock, placing your lips to his hip bone. you bite down, leaving a purple mark in its place. he jumps in surprise, fingers wrapping through your hair when you place hickeys around his abdomen.

"please m-move.." dan gasps out. hips squirming around. you were so into it, you completely forgot about your fingers inside him. "please (name), wanna feel good"

"yeah?" his chest heaves up and down rapidly, the grip on your hair tightening. you thought of tying him up to keep him from pulling your hair out but decided against. "am i not making you feel good right now?"

dan shakes his head in denial. you're edging him and he hates it! just give him what he wants, won't you?

"no?" you tilt your head. his body convulsed under your hand, nipples erect and cock jumping, twitching. "very well then."

you take your fingers out - he groans in frustration, crying out when plunge them back in. you curl them to hit his prostate everytime you push them back in. he squeezes around your fingers, shutting his thighs around your head to keep you in place... or to at least block the offending hand.

"wai- ah, too rough!" he babbles out, spitting his shirt out of his mouth. its covered in spit and all crumbled up but he doesn't care. he clenches and unclenches, leaking pre-cum. it pools on his abdomen.

the usual calm dan hiroki turns into a mess everytime. its very satisfying. he's always whining about it when you tease him, but anyone could tell he likes it.

he inhales sharply and jerks up, throwing his head back. he holds his breath as white shoots out of him. his hand shoots out to grip your wrist.

"uuu, it feels good.." he moans freely, puffy hole squeezing your fingers tightly when you try to remove them, before relaxing completely. he tries to catch his breath and released his hold on you.

you wipe your hand with the rag beside you, placing your hands on his waist, soothing him back from his high. his muscles twitch and tremble, "do you feel better now?"

he nods, a smile gracing his features and he looks at you with hearts in his eyes. it makes him look like an angel. even though he's far from it.

"y-yes, thank y-you..."

he pulls you into a hug. you slightly graze his nipples, he winces.

he loves you. he loves you. love. love. love.

but its wasn't love. it was obsession. poor dan doesn't even realize it himself :(

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#dom reader #dom!reader #sub character #dan hiroki x reader #brutal manga #dan hiroki smut #brutal smut #hiroki dan x reader #hiroki dan smut #top reader #top male reader #seme male reader

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ki-flor · 10 months

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Be proud of your art like Dan hiroki feels about his pottery

#Dan hiroki #Brutal Manga

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dantheserialkillerman · 2 years

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#offical art #hiroki dan #brutal: confessions of a homicide investigator #brutal manga #brutal: satsujin kansatsukan no kokuhaku #manga #horror #brutal hiroki dan #brutal: hiroki dan #brutal satsujin kansatsukan no kokuhaku #mangacap

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hayatslife · 9 months

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My man is good with kids, can cook, has a good career, is intelligent, and has good looks he's literally a 10 ; ignoring the fact that he's a serial killer but that doesn't matter.

#brutal manga #manga #hiroki dan #detective comics #serial killer #murder #gore

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ficti0nallyhappy · 1 month

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Homicide Detective Hiroki Dan

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#Homicide Detective Hiroki Dan #Brutal: Satsujin Kansatsukan No Kokuhaku #ブルータル殺人警察官の告白 #manga #manga panel #manga recommendation #manhwa recommendation #villains are destined to die #death is the only ending for the villainess #callisto regulus

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sidsinning · 10 months

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2 goats

Chaotic good?

They should have a cup of coffee sometime

#brutal manga #maria no danzai #marias conviction #hiroki dan #psychological #thriller #horror #maria nagare #warning to those who are curious these both contain gore and SA so be cautious if you read it #sidrabbles

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minjhu · 2 years

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yee-haw!!

sub! dan hiroki x dom!reader

cw: dom!reader, sub!character, afab!reader, pegging, accidental biting (is this even a thing?), a teeny tiny bit of cum eating at the end, kind of mean reader but not really

i feel like i forgot a lot so tell me if missed something

wc: 1.7k

This has been sitting in my drafts for weeks..

Also I want to add that english isn’t my first language. This is just a fun way to waste time, when im bored but if people actually like it I can post some more of my drafts.

but yeah.. Enjoy!

“Ride me"

You said while aggressively making out with Dan on your lap. He was clawing at your still clothed upper body, making sure not to scratch you. Even though you wouldn't mind him scratching you because it would show you that you're making him feel good, and he can't get enough of you. His knees are caging your thighs with more force than you're used to. He is so fucking desperate.

"y/n, please. You know-"

"Try at least?" You uttered with both of your hands resting on the side of his face to direct his lust-filled eyes to yours. You're well aware that Dan is very much a pillow princess and prefers for you to do all the work but you just can't help but want to see how he'll look completely crumbled just by the thought alone of having to put any effort into receiving pleasure. It's not fair to him, and you know it.

But when have you ever been fair?

"I- alright, sure then. Hand me the lube!" he voiced assertively while shaking his head to free himself from your hold and opening his hand for you to place the lube in. After you did that, he grasped the bottle with a tight grasp. Open's it and pours some of the thick liquid onto his fingers and guides them to his hole.

"You know I can help with that," you get ahold of his waist, gracefully dipping every one of your fingers into his side to hear his little wince.

"No! I want to do this alone"

Dan just knew that if he let you touch him already, he would fold too quickly for his liking. He doesn't want to cum too early as he doesn't want to disappoint you. Two slow fingers ease up his hole in and out. Slight moans escape his lips as he is fingering himself, trying to loosen up for you. He bites his bottom lip and flops his forehead on your shoulder trying to hide his face from you while his unoccupied hand is still clutching your shoulder tight.

"You're doing so good for me, Dan," you whispered while snaking a hand up his nape and keeping it tangled in his hair.

You can feel him shiver at your remark. He was always so weak when it came to getting praised by you. He wants you to do the fingering so bad, but then it'll all be over so soon. He bites his bottom lip harder to get over this pathetic want he is feeling. He adds another finger, now three fingers fucking himself without many difficulties.

"Ok, I think I'm ready for you," Dan raises his head to meet your eyes and guides his fingers out of his hole. He repositions his hips on your lap from all the squirming he had done. (The strap was already attached to you and all)

"Let me just remind you… I won't be doing anything, ok? I want you to do all the work, and I want you to come just like that, are we understood?" Dead silence and a face of disbelief from Dan meet you.

"I said, are we understood?" You repeat.

"What- yes sure of course…" he answered startled.

"You can back out anytime you know the safe word, right?"

"Yea but I want to try"

"Ok, then put it inside"

His hand took hold of the length. It wasn't an unfamiliar length, he's very well acquainted with it, but now the length and the girth seemed to be somewhat scary from this new perspective. After a few lazy meaningless strokes to waste time, he lowered himself on the strap and felt like that alone drained all of his energy for the entire night. The overwhelming rush of pleasure nearly knocked him over as he bottomed out, feeling the tip reach places no other strap or dildo had hit before. Both of your hands were resting on your sides, nowhere near his body, and it frustrated Dan so much.

He reached out for your hand and tried to place it on his hip. But you quickly removed your hand and left him shocked.

"I said no, Dan," you said sternly.

"It's just your hand, please"

The way the frustration is leaking from his voice makes you feel so hot in your abdomen. He craved your physical touch and attention so much. And this feeling of being needed that desperately just did something to you.

"I don't like repeating myself and you know it. And stop sitting on my dick without moving. Won't you get on with it already?"

With that, he hides his face again by letting his forehead fall into the crook of your neck. With his hand on your shoulder again.

"Move"

You can feel his body gradually heating up from being so flustered. His hips move up with the perfect back arch you could have the pleasure of witnessing. Him sticking his ass out like this, seeing him show off, made you feel lightheaded. You had to physically refrain from touching his mole right above his left ass cheek. He is so gorgeous, and you try to make sure that he knows that every day by complimenting and praising him. You were dying to touch him with such insatiability, and it wasn't fair because this was supposed to be a hard thing for him but not for you. So why is it so hard to keep your hands off his hot and warm-blushing body?

Moans and whimpers are the only things audible aside from his exaggerated sighs to show you that he can't do it anymore. A rapid up and down motion are what his goal was, but it never feels the way it is supposed to feel.

With a pleading look, he tries to persuade you into forgetting the whole "not touching him and making him cum on his own by riding" thing.

You didn't say anything at all. A cold stare-down is the only thing you give him while you have to do everything in your power to stand your ground and not fumble and keep up the facade. Dan continues to bounce on your dick, hands, and arms slinging to your neck in a tight embrace to keep you close while he fucks himself on you. The clapping sound by now turned into a pleasant melody in your ears.

"Fuck, I'm so fucking close,"

"Yes, yes, just keep going,"

"I can't. I just can't cum like this y/n, please,"

Dan uses his hand to direct your face to his.

"Just turn me around and fuck me hard, please. I can't cum like this"

Your continuous hard stare is what brought him to frustration and tears. He kept bouncing, trying to reach his climax, but it simply would not come. His legs were shaking, and he couldn't stop spasming like crazy. What is he supposed to do?

His face inches closer to yours and connects his lips with yours, exposing his crimson flushed face to make you fold and give him what he wants.

What he needs.

Both of you fall back down to the mattress after Dan purposely put pressure on your upper body. You reciprocate the kiss with great pleasure but try to hold back on touching him. Just his cheeks, you say. Your hands rise to his cheeks, holding them gently while crashing your tongue into his mouth, muffling all his pathetic moans from the strap still ramming his insides. Dan moves his head away to grasp some air and speak his mind.

"y/n, I mean it. I can't come like this. I have been trying, please help me. Please-"

You turn him around with his back hitting the mattress and you kneeling in-between his spread legs. He couldn't even say a word and just clung his arms around your neck for another hug and not to hide his excessive blush from you.

One hand of his is placed on the back of your skull keeping your head down while you push your dick into him again, fucking him desperately.

You finally touch him! You roam your hands all over his hips and waist and gradually go up his arched spine while still maintaining a steady pace.

Tears in his eyes start to pool up again, and his inability to keep his mouth closed because of the pleasure makes his face look so arousing.

"Fuck, oh my! That's it! You're-" he came hard, and a lot while muffling his screaming by biting hard in your flesh right above your collarbone which had you wince in pain.

"Ow, Dan! What the actual fuck!" You shout, pushing him off you out of reflex. Your right hand comes flying to the wounded mark on your shoulder as if it was bleeding and you were in desperate need to stop it.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry…" he was so out of it. His whole stomach and chest had splatters of cum on them, reflecting light from around the room as he inhaled and exhaled rapidly. He didn't hold back, did he, you thought.

"I would have been screaming way too loud. I just didn't-"

"What do you mean? You live so secludedly up here. No one would have heard you 'screaming'"

You touch his stomach with your index and your middle finger and go further north gathering his cum in the process.

"you just wanted to bite me, didn't you", you giggled.

"No, no i swear-"

"Open your mouth!"

Without any protest, he opened his mouth welcoming your cum coated fingers. He closed his eyes, enjoying every drop of it. And here you thought it could have been some kind of punishment for him.

He tremored, still overwhelmed by the intense orgasm he had.

"l'm sorry for biting you," he repeatedly murmured.

"Shh it's ok, it's ok,"

It wasn't ok. You now have a big bite mark above your collarbone. How are you going to explain that if someone sees it?

But just the way he's laying there completely exhausted and tired from going so rough at it makes you smile in triumph. You hate to admit it, but Dan might be your biggest weakness. You can't stay mad at him for too long. Whatever it is.

You keep this sadistic smile until you stand up.

"Wait! Where are you going?" He asked desperately.

"Hey, I'm just getting a wet towel. I don't really want all this cum on your body to dry, you know.."

#welp here you go #dom!reader #dan hiroki #brutal manga #sub!character #idk how tumblr works #and tags #i feel old

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