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inkykeiji · 7 months

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all wrongs do me right

characters: kawata souya x fem!reader x kawata nahoya

genre: smut with the tiniest sprinkle of angst

notes: i haven’t been able to get the kawata twins out of my head since the first episode of season three so here’s an icky lil piece about souya jerking off to nahoya fucking his girlfriend! as always please heed the warnings and stay safe! | title credit: taste of you by rezz ft. dove cameron

warnings: 18+ minors do not interact, souya is a nasty little virgin, traces of twincest if you can read between the lines, stuffy humping, masturbation, voyeurism aka jerking it to a poor unwitting couple (or are they? muahaha), implied rough sex, slight daddy kink with nahoya

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Souya feels fucking sick.

It’s something bitter and thick, something that coats the lining of his stomach and sours the back of his tongue, something that furls into a thick, hard lump and lodges itself in his throat.

It’s something he can’t fucking help.

Souya has barely spoken more than a handful of words to you—you, always so sweet, so nice, so kind to him; you, always desperately striving to include him in activities and conversations despite his unintentionally sharp edges and inherently callous tone; you, always gracious, never shameless, even in the face of his accidental offense—but he’s stained his stuffies and his sheets to you more times than he can count.

Tonight will be no different.

He should feel fucking disgusted in himself, he’s sure—he does feel fucking disgusted in himself, he thinks. But it’s not enough to stop him.

Nothing ever will be.

Even though his bedroom is all the way across the expanse of the flat, he can still hear you, every single time.

He swears if he listens hard enough, he can even hear that precious little gasp, caught somewhere between surprised pleasure and sharp pain, as his twin brother pushes his cock into you for the first time that night.

If he shuts his eyes tight enough, he can even imagine your back arching off the mattress as Nahoya fills you, each vertebra bending with each inch shoved into you, spine forming a perfect curve, hips inadvertently pushing downward, eager to meet Nahoya’s.

You must look so gorgeous—at least half as gorgeous as you sound, if not even more so. Souya wishes he could see you, just once—he thinks that would be enough to satiate the gnawing and clawing at the bottom of his ribs, maybe.

Maybe if he had a photo or two, or a short video, he wouldn’t be forced to resort to such deplorable methods every night; maybe he could even jerk off discreetly, stain his bedspread to the thought of you quietly and without any of your help, instead of encroaching on your privacy like this.

Maybe.

Maybe not.

Because as much as he wishes it wasn’t, and as much as he tries to trick himself into believing it isn’t, this is a compulsion, an addiction, a creature raging out of his control, growing stronger and stronger with desire, with desperate need, every day.

Maybe he’s stupid to think it could ever be satisfied with anything less than your cunt. Maybe he’s stupid to think that it could even be satisfied at all, that this voracious, all-consuming craving isn’t eternally greedy, perpetually needy, that it’s hunger isn’t boundless and it’s yearning won’t grow once it gets a single taste of you.

A loud whine draws him out of his rumination, his cock twitching against his old stuffed shark in response, and he bucks his hips against it twice, smearing a webby streak of precum across the fuzzy material, its fur gone all clumped and crusty from too many nights like these.

That whine in particular never fails to inspire a full flock of butterflies to flutter in his tummy, a half-stifled whimper of your name heavy on his tongue.

This is how it always starts; some aimless humping, lazy and languid with no real tempo, briefs already kicked to the foot of his bed in a crumpled little heap, hips squirming and writhing in erratic little motions as he rubs up against his stuffy—just teasing, really, exactly like what Nahoya’s currently doing to you.

It never stays like that for long, though.

Because Souya just can’t fucking wait—too eager, too desperate, too hungry to ever take his time with it at all, to indulge, to savour, to draw it out—and it always materializes into Souya curling a fist around his cock much too early, his other arm wrapped firmly around his stuffed shark as his hips roll and his hand works, the head of his cock grinding against the plushie, a leg thrown haphazardly over it.

It’s really fucking perverse.

But your moans are already climbing in pitch and frequency, too, meaning Nahoya has already traversed past his tantalizing and is moving on to something a little more satisfying.

As expected.

By this point, Souya’s such a seasoned pro that he knows the general pattern and rhythm of your whimpers and moans and mewls, the general pace and timing of his brother’s fucking, that he can stroke his cock in the same manner.

If he focuses hard enough, closes his eyes and hones his concentration, he can almost imagine it’s him fucking you instead. It wouldn’t be all that different, would it? His cock’s half an inch shorter than Nahoya’s, but it’s a little girthier, which Souya thinks probably makes up for it.

He’s sure it wouldn’t feel all that unusual to you; not when he has Nahoya’s style and pattern of fucking so memorized that he’s sure he could imitate it pretty well, given the chance. How much different could it be, really? They are twins, after all—he bets with a blindfold on, you might not even be able to tell the difference at all.

Maybe. Maybe not. He sure would like to find out, though.

A stab of guilt sears through his stomach, chased by sick thorns of pleasure sprouting in his gut, the fisting of his cock accelerating. He’s not sure Nahoya would take too kindly to Souya thinking of you in such a manner. He’s not sure he cares.

Because it all feels so good, head gone cloudy with a thick haze of hedonism, smothering any flickers of remorse, consuming them and adding to the sheer exhilaration of it all.

Pathetic little noises keep leaking through the gaps of his teeth and the seam of his lips no matter how stubbornly he tries to silence them, pulled from his throat with each swift tug of his hand.

He can’t hear much of what Nahoya’s saying to you, his voice too muted to be anything other than an indistinct rumble undertowing your precious little sounds, but whatever it is, you’re eating it up.

“Please, please, pl-please,” you’re begging in response to whatever his niichan just said, needy and strained, and his cock throbs violently in his palm.

“Please, please, please,” Souya’s rasping out in tandem, stroking his cock in hard, fast, thorough yanks, in perfect time with the fractured words his brother is fucking out of you.

It’s really cute, how increasingly sloppy you get the more Nahoya fucks you, twining your words together with threads of saliva, all slurred and messy. Nahoya gets that way when he’s close, too. Souya thinks it’s kind of nice, the way the two of you match like that.

It’s all so insanely hot, and every once in a while Souya gets extra lucky, fortunate enough to capture a smattering of words from his big brother—never anything more than a handful, just tatters of a single sentence—but his stomach swoops every time he hears that assertive amusement dyed with patronization, Nahoya’s voice husky and edges of his letters gone wispy with breathlessness, Souya’s cock pulsing hotly as another rush of blood surges southward.

“—Wanna be—little fucktoy?”

“I wanna,” you’re gasping out. “I wan’it s’bad!”

Christ, how can someone be so fucking sweet and so fucking sexy at the same time? It’s an intoxicating combination, one that goes straight to his cock, one that twists a feverish warmth in his gut and pulls his muscles stiff and taut.

“Yeah, yeah, take it,” Souya mumbles into his stuffed shark, the rocking of his hips speeding up as he hastily fucks his fist, words tapering off into a gravelly whine, almost as if he’s pleading. “Ta-Take m’cock.”

Nahoya murmurs something else, voice too low for Souya to make out anything other than the notes of sadistic glee steeped in his tone, but you cry out an affirmative in reply, the yelp jostled by Nahoya’s snapping hips.

“S’good, Daddy, s’good, your cock is so good,” you nearly sob, chanted out like it’s a fucking prayer, garbled and soaked with spit, fading into an airy little mewl.

“Fuck, f-fuck,” Souya’s hips stutter, that heat in his belly blazing, curse snarled out through his nostrils in a harsh, stammered breath. “Ha-ah, fuck.”

The expletive breaks on his tongue, jagged and high, and Goddamn it, Goddamn it—

He has to keep it down, for God’s sake—he knows this, knows that, logically, if he can hear you two, then you two can probably hear him, too.

The thought sends a vile thrill shooting through his gut, palm squeezing the head of his cock, the ball of his thumb rubbing across it in slow, lopsided circles, doing little to stifle his rapidly building orgasm, fervour coiling in his belly. An exceptionally loud grunt—much too loud to be discreet, that’s for sure—pries its way past his lips, rough and ragged and full of razors.

And God, he’s so gross, he’s so fucking gross, and can you hear him? Huh? Can you hear him? He hopes you can hear him.

Can you hear him, fucking himself to just the sound of you? Can you hear him, humping away at his old stuffed animals like the dirty little virgin he is, pretending it’s your body, your hip, your thigh? Can you hear him, fragments of your name slicing his tongue, tangling in his drool, never the full thing, shards bitten back and swallowed down to fester in his heart, to feed the animal living inside his ribcage?

Can Nahoya?

What does Nahoya think? How does Nahoya feel about his baby brother jerking his cock every time his niichan fucks his girlfriend, without fail, like fucking clockwork? Would he be disgusted, or did he get that same sordid gene Souya did—that knack for the naughty, for the nasty, for the downright nauseating?

They are twins, after all.

Another spear of guilt pierces his chest, radiating sparks of euphoria through his limbs, wicked little flares that leave his blood fizzing and tummy smoldering, adding to the dull, dense heat collecting in the pit.

He should feel worse about all of it, he thinks. He should feel worse about the utter disrespect he’s showing to the both of you, but he doesn’t. It’s hard to feel anything at all other than the push and pull, the tug-of war between rhapsody and repulsiveness, one only working to fuel and heighten the other.

Thick cords of drool are dribbling from the corners of his mouth now, panted out with his hot breath and his whimpered words, rolling along his jaw and dripping, slow and sticky, to puddle in the ridges of his pillowcase. Are you this filthy, too, when Nahoya fucks you?

You’re getting close now, he can tell, moans catching on Nahoya’s rough, fast thrusts and shattering into choked little gasps.

You’re trying to get his name out, and God, it’s so fucking cute, adorable little Naho-Nahoy-Naho!’s spilling from your throat in a single continuous stream, juddered by his big brother’s plunging hips.

Would you sound just as pretty trying to get Souya’s name out?

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Nahoya’s panting out, voice still tinged with that trademark teasing tone, almost as if he’s egging you on, a question of if that’s all you got infused into his words.

A threat is uttered, something about hurrying and making a mess on Daddy’s cock, and Souya coughs around the spit pooling beneath his tongue, wheezing out strands of saliva smudged and gauzy across his stuffy.

Because Christ, you’re so obedient, so keen to please, a chain of jagged affirmations pouring past your lips punctuated with the sweetest sounds of effort, your dedication to his big brother so fucking sexy, your dedication to his big brother rivaling his own.

A growl rumbles behind his ribs, and Souya shoves his face in his stuffy, teeth sinking into the cotton flesh in an attempt to muffle the sound.

His jaw already hurts from being clenched so tightly, a stiff ache that has settled deep within the straining hinges, something he’ll spend half an hour massaging out tomorrow morning.

But right now it doesn’t matter, not when that ball of heat is roiling in his gut, curling tighter and tighter and tighter with each quick pump of his fist, teetering on the edge of an explosion.

It’s as though he can’t jerk himself fast enough, hips twitching in quick little motions, sloppy and irregular and so, so fucking eager, into his own grasp, fucking his slippery palm.

His breath stutters as he tries to quiet himself, desperate to hear you cum, harsh erratic exhales huffed out against the synthetic fur of his shark humid against his upper lip, leaving behind tiny beads of condensation.

A whine splinters in his chest, eyes shut tightly as tears crystalize at the corners, his lungs swelling painfully with stagnated breath while his teeth burrow further into the plush of his stuffed animal, a pitiful attempt to starve off his impending orgasm.

He doesn’t want to cum before you, not again.

Drops of sweat are streaming from his brow and catching in his lashes, his curls saturated with salt and clinging in cute little swirls to his temples and the nape of his neck.

You’re so close, moans climbing higher and higher, louder and louder, faster and faster, and only a few more moments now, he only needs to hold out for a few more moments and then—

And then you’re crying out Nahoya’s name, breathless and beautiful, and Souya’s spilling his seed all over his knuckles and his sheets and the soft fur of his stuffy, hot and sticky and so, so much, groaning in time with his brother as he fills your cunt with his cum, Nahoya’s slurred out good, good, y’did s’good for me, baby forcing another weak spurt of cream to cascade over Souya’s fingers, cock jolting painfully.

He doesn’t stop jerking his cock until it’s too much, until each drag of his fist sends heavy tremors of overstimulation rippling through his flesh, until his thrusts are nothing more than pathetic little ruts, every brush of his cockhead against his stuffed animal causing him to suck a hiss through his teeth.

It starts to creep over him then, that dense film of shame grimy on his skin, that leaden block of guilt acrid in the pit of his stomach, nausea swelling in his chest and up his throat to sit, biting and bitter, on the back of his tongue.

It’ll fuse to him as he sleeps, seeping into his tissues, through his blood and his bones to root, to rot, at the very core of his soul, infesting and infecting, every bit of his being.

And when he sees you tomorrow morning, bright and beautiful despite being stained with his brother’s hands, bruises and bite marks peaking out from beneath Nahoya’s baggy t-shirt, it will reignite, that creature re-awoken, starved for any small piece of you it can devour—a soft smile, a sweet giggle, the brush of fingertips as they pass syrup or the knocking of knees beneath the table.

And Souya’s not sure he’ll ever be able to tame it.

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slttygeto · 10 months

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SIX THIRTY | KAWATA TWINS

synopsis: you were part of their childhood, their best friend and maybe even more. but are you down to let them love you in a different way?

content warning: threesome, both nahoya and souya fuck you (not at the same time), unprotected sex, p in v, cunnilingus, pet name (baby), they are willing to share you (and you accept of course).

word count: 3,7k

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Sharing is part of any twin’s life growing up. Food, toys, maybe even friends—at one point, you get used to the fact that what is yours is also your twin sibling’s. Now, Nahoya and Souya didn’t exactly enjoy that, but it did help grow their bond stronger. From joining Toman together, to having the same group of friends—the brothers grew attached to one another and even made promised to always protect the other when in danger.

You were nine when you first met the Kawatas; rebellious, a duo of troublemakers, but funny and sweet—you remember first meeting them on the playground of the apartment complex you and your parents had just moved in. Something about having orange and blue hair could never go unnoticed, and soon enough, they started a conversation with you.

“You are new here,” the orange haired is the one who speaks first, his twin brother hiding behind him. That gave you an idea on their dynamic.

Plus, he wasn’t asking you, he was stating that you were new here—that he has never seen you before, and you were nodding along to his sentence.

“I am,” you were as tall as them, confident but a little shy. Nahoya noticed how you kept wiping your hand on your skirt nervously, and cocked an eyebrow in confusion.

“Are you scared?” you weren’t, but they seemed so… cool. You didn’t have friends, and your parents warned you when picking who to hang out with. And when you saw the orange haired one fighting those who bullied his brother, your heart called out for them.

“No,” you start, a little unsure if you should say this next, “I just think you’re so cool.”

And that blew Nahoya’s mind away. He’s been called a troublemaker before, mainly negative stuff regarding his behavior or outbursts but…cool? Only Souya has called him that, so this felt new.

Souya on the other hand was a little jealous. His brother was getting all the attention for being the hero and coming to save the day, and what was he getting? Nothing. It made his child brain feel all fuzzy—he was upset. He always sported an angry look, but he knew that right now, he was pouting.

“Here,” you reach your hand towards the younger twin who immediately looks at what was in it. A handkerchief.

“You should wipe your face with it, or at least get your mom to clean the cuts. Mom says cuts can be ugly when they’re not treated fast.”

Even at a young age, you’ve always been such a sweetheart. So caring and full of love. You had so much to give and expected nothing in return—truly a blessing.

So it was no surprise when years passed by, and you were still friends with the Kawatas. Although ‘friends’ is far from what you would define your relationship with them.

There was a hint of a friendship there, but on the surface it seemed as the two men were completely and utterly obsessed with you (and rightfully so). They weren’t sure if you felt the same, if you would go as far as they would for you. But one thing was certain; they wanted more than just a friendship.

From your point of view, you were close to them. You’ve seen them grow into handsome, strong men. They were still doing what they always did—being in a biker gang. It didn’t seem that serious at the time, but the more you looked into it, the darker things got. They told you everything you needed to know about Toman, but they tried their very best to shelter you from the dangers of their job.

Nahoya

Coming home for dinner

Souya

We’re bringing pizza, don’t cook anything.

There it was again, the princess treatment.

Even a decade later, they made sure to remind you that you didn’t need to lift a finger when they were around (and you appreciated that greatly). Things happened, you grew up and moved into your own place and they still made sure that you apartment wasn’t that far from where they work. Ensuring that they could pay you a visit whenever they could.

And soon enough, they were at your doorstep. They didn’t need to knock since they had a spare key, so you didn’t bother to pause the show that you were watching when you heard the rustling of keys outside your door.

“What if I was trying to break in,” came Nahoya’s voice first, and you flashed him a smile from your position on the couch.

“Then you would be one sloppy robber,” you teased, looking behind him at his twin brother who was taking off his shoes. You noticed that he had carefully placed the pizza boxes on the counter and your eyes sparkled when you noticed that it was from your favorite place.

“Oh my god! I’ve been craving pizza from this place!” you got up from the couch, pulling them both in a hug. “Thank you both, so much.” You say before planting a kiss on each of their cheek.

They shared a knowing stare, one that you always said was creepy twin telepathy, but this time they hoped that you wouldn’t push them away or find them weird.

To put it in short words, you felt like home.

Never in a million years did they think they would sit down and talk about having feelings for the same person—hell, they even thought that they had different types.

But then you came along, like the sweetheart that you are, and proved them wrong. They were aware of how unusual it would be if they were to admit that they liked the same person and were willing to share her so casually, but they didn’t care (and it’s not like people couldn’t tell that they were infatuated with you).

And as you ate dinner, unaware of the bomb that was about to be dropped on you, the men chatted and laughed with you like it was any other day. They didn’t want to risk ruining your night, or potentially lose you as well—but liking you has been consuming them whole, taking up so much of their time and thinking and something needed to be done. No matter the outcome.

Souya would be lying if he said that he wasn’t nervous that you would pick one over the other, mainly because he thought (and was so sure) that you would pick Nahoya over him just because of how much you two bicker. You’ve shown him how much he means to you, cuddled with him after a horrible day, and even cooked his favorite meal—but the man was just so sure you would not choose him.

Nahoya stands up from the couch and turns off the TV. You are confused for a moment, even go as far as to smack his shoulder.

“What was that for? I was watching!” You were met with complete silence from both men who usually nagged you about the shows you watched.

Growing aware of how quiet the men suddenly got, your stomach twisted in a mixture of confusion and anxiety—what was going on?

“Guys?” your voice was small, and they felt so bad that they were putting you through this.

“I actually—well, we actually have been meaning to talk to you about something.” Nahoya starts, and he looks over at his twin brother to let him continue.

“Oh god, are you two moving out? Did I do something?”

“(Name),” Souya cuts you off, and this is the first time you heard him use such tone with you. He couldn’t blame you, you were nervous and things suddenly took a turn for the worst, rambling was a very natural reaction.

“You guys are scaring me,” you were near tears, and they both wanted to do nothing but hold you and tell you everything will be okay.

“We are not leaving you, we’re not moving away either it’s just—“ how was he supposed to say this now? Planning it out was easy, but saying it…fuck, he was so scared of what might happen when it finally comes out of either his or Souya’s mouth.

“We like you.”

What?

You were frozen, lips parted in shock. This was not what you were expecting to hear on movie night—it was supposed to go well, be enjoyable and fun and now they were--

“We do, and it’s not just me or just him which is really fucking unusual—we can’t really imagined letting the other have you because it’s unfair, we wouldn’t normally do this with just anyone—“ Nahoya continues. This was actually happening.

“And you’re not just anyone…I’m really sorry sweetheart,” Souya adds, sensing just how confused you were.

“You can take all the time that you need to give us an answer, we’re leaving in a bit for a work trip. And no matter your answer, nothing will change.”

“…nothing?” You ask in a small voice, and if it was any other day, they would’ve dropped to the ground. You had that much effect on them.

“Nothing, I promise. Movie nights will still be a thing, we will still come over when you’ve had a shitty day—it will still be us,”

It has been exactly five days since the last time Nahoya and Souya came over. You’ve managed to think everything through, tried to come up with reasons as to why you might not feel the same way. How it could potentially ruin the friendship, maybe you didn’t find them attractive? Bullshit. You just couldn’t find a good enough excuse.

You did like them back—craved being with them, but the idea of dating two men has always seemed new, foreign. You could only imagine the weird stared as you walk down the street holding hands with both—but then again, who cares? You knew you wanted them and no other person, you couldn’t think of anyone who could make you as happy as they do (and have done for the past decade). The thought of losing them scare you to no end.

You went with no contact with them for the past one hundred and twenty hours—you were anxious, a little scared even if you knew you had nothing to worry about. You did like them back after all.

Maybe it was the fact that you had gone out and bought yourself new lingerie to surprise them that made you so nervous. You were waiting for them to walk through your door and be pleasantly surprised when they see you, maybe a little shy and taken aback? You just knew you wanted their jaws to drop and their hands to be all over your body.

And soon enough, you were hearing a very familiar sound of keys rustling at your door. You were sat on your couch in one of Souya’s large hoodies, no bottoms and socks Nahoya that had gotten for you for your birthday, what was hiding under the large clothing would soon enough have them swooning for you.

It was silent when they walked in, the blue haired male making an entrance first and expecting you to be asleep—which you weren’t.

“Hey,” you exhaled nervously, fiddling with the hem of Souya’s baby blue hoodie. You felt exposed, vulnerable under the guy’s stare. And it only worsened when his twin brother appeared next to him.

“Hey pretty,” Souya started, a little unsure of what was going on. Nahoya on the other hand was pretty quick to catch onto your little game.

He leans against the door’s frame with a little grin that never seemed to leave his face. It was mischievous, playful—he could tell you were blushing.

“You’re such a treat, aren’t you?” Nahoya says in a whisper, and Souya’s eyes light up at the suggestive tone. So this is where things were going.

You didn’t flinch, nor stare at them weirdly when the older twin spoke, and that alone gave Souya the green light to slowly approach you. Pulling you up and towards him, you were a bit taken aback that he was the one initiating things and not Nahoya (having always thought that Souya would be a bit more submissive in bed, but you weren’t complaining).

“I’m gonna need a verbal response before I do anything,” Souya whispers, but his voice in loud enough for his brother to hear. They needed to make sure you were okay with their confession, their proposal to share you and if any of this was making you uncomfortable.

“I’m all yours,’ was what you said, before Souya’s lips were kissing yours with so much passion. His fingers quickly went up to the back of your head to gently grip your hair, pulling you closer to him.

He was such a passionate kisser, nothing like you imagined—but again, you weren’t complaining. Your hands rested on his shoulders as your lips moved against each other, it felt so perfect to have him up against you like this. His hands then traveled down to your ass, softly gripping the flesh over the fabric of your (his) hoodie before letting out a groan.

You were far too gone from Souya’s kiss to notice Nahoya slipping behind you, while you kissed his twin brother and let him feel you up, he pushed your hair away from your neck to plant gentle kisses to the skin. You’ve always been a tease with the outfits that you wore, showing off parts of your body that they craved to touch, kiss and love on the same way they were about to.

You were truly blessing them right now.

“Wanna take it to your room?” Nahouya whispers in your ear, grinning at the little moan you let out against Souya’s lips when his lips leave yours to press hungry kisses on your throat. Fuck, they were so good and you weren’t even getting to the good part.

“Bed, please.” And who were they to deny their little princess?

The trip from the couch to your room was very short, mainly because your legs were wrapped around Nahoya’s waist as you kissed, his legs getting you there faster, while Souya tagged along in the back. They didn’t bother to lock your room’s door before Nahoya was plopping you down on your mattress, and jumping back on you to kiss you again.

His kisses were a lot gentler than Souya’s, a tad more playful and definitely enjoyable. Your hands traveled up to his hair, tugging at the roots to let him know that he was doing such a good job (although you grinding up against him was enough encouragement).

Their dynamic in the bedroom was already showing, because while Nahoya was on you like a beast, Souya was taking his time ridding himself of his jacket and shirt, anything that could get in the way of feeling your skin against his. So impatient and needy, but fuck it was so attractive to watch him that eager to feel you.

Pulling away from the kiss, Nahoya’s hands played with the hem of your shirt, silently asking you if he could take it off. You didn’t hesitate as you took it off in one swift motion, watching as the men’s jaw went slack at the sight of you in the pretty lingerie set you had just bought the other day.

This is the reaction that you wanted.

“Pretty?” your voice was small, shy but you knew what you were doing. Nahoya’s hand went to the back of your neck, pulling you back into a deep kiss as his other hand went behind your back to undo your bra, freeing your boobs in the process. You felt the other end of the bed dip as Souya joined on top, his hand immediately fondling with one boob.

“Fuck, you’re such a tease.” The older one says as he pulls away from your lips, tracing his tongue over your neck and down to your chest. While Souya’s hand was massaging one of your boobs, Nahoya takes the bolder approach and licks at your hardened nipple. This makes you hiss, eyes staring down at the two men worshipping you like you were a goddess.

Souya lets go of your breast and leans down, mimicking his brother’s action and engulfing your boob in his mouth. You were growing hot and bothered, your moans were uncontrollable and filled the entire room within seconds of having their mouths on you. You could only imagine what was about to come.

It felt as though they heard your thoughts, because they were pulling away from you at the same time to fully strip themselves of their clothes. Their eyes were filled with lust, and you could feel yourself getting wetter by the second.

Nahoya was silent as he pulled you down towards him, hands gripping the back of your thighs before pushing your knees to your chest. He admires you for a second, breath stolen from him at how fucking needy and ready you were to have them fuck your brains out. So fucking pretty.

“Think I won’t take your panties off, you look pretty good in them.” He teases you, lips brushing against your ankle before he was staring at his brother, waiting for a response.

“Push them to the side though, I wanna have a taste,” Souya’s voice added in, and Nahoya was quick to get off the bed while still holding your legs against your chest. He allows Souya some space between your legs, and watches as you eagerly try to look at how he was so eager to taste your pussy.

“You like it, hm?” You nod in response to Nahoya’s question, a shy moan leaving your lips when you felt the other one push your panties to the side and lick a stripe at your clit. His tongue felt warm and wet, pressing the right way against you. Your hips bucked with every lick, and the louder you got, the more prominent the bulge in their pants became. Your neediness sent the blood rushing south, your teary eyes and pouty lips were so tempting, but Nahoya promised himself that he would get to fuck you first and missionary. He wanted you to look at him while he fucked every single thought out of that pretty head of yours.

Your first orgasm of the night washed over you so nicely, Souya’s lips kept kissing and pressing on your clit even as you tried to push him away. He pulls away for a second to kiss your thighs, and watches intently as Nahoya takes off his boxers and lines himself at your folds. The tip of his cock teases your entrance for a moment, takes in how wet and ready you were for him, before pushing in slightly.

“Hold on tight baby,”

That was the last thing he said before everything around you started feeling fuzzy. His pace was unforgiving, sharp thrusts hitting the right spots all while groaning in your ear about how fucking good you felt wrapped tightly around him. Nahoya had a foul mouth, kissing and licking at your neck while praising you and your pussy for taking his cock like a champ. Wet sounds filled the room, the squelching of your pussy as he pounded into you was the only thing that you could focus on despite the obscene words leaving his mouth.

Souya was sat on the bed, watching as his twin brother pounded into you and left you a drooling mess. His cock sat heavy on his palm as he stroked it, letting out a few moans that caught your attention and had you taking your eyes off of Nahoya for a moment before said man was reminding you of who you should be looking at.

“Eyes on me baby, I’m not done with you.” His hand wrapped lightly around your neck, and he leaned down to press his forehead against yours to stare deeply into your eyes. His hips were driving against yours at a dizzying pace, each thrust, each stroke of his cock getting you closer to a delicious orgasm.

It only took another few strokes and a kiss to your lips before you were cumming around him with a loud cry, your thighs shaking around him. Nahoya helps you ride out your orgasm sweetly, reaching his own high right after you. He kisses you softly, brushes your sweaty hair out of your forehead. And soon enough, Souya was replacing his brother’s position between your legs.

“My turn.”

He kisses you sweetly as he pushes himself in, apologizing that he was too needy to wait and promises to make it up to you when you’re done. Unlike his twin brother, Souya takes it slow and is careful with his thrusts. They’re deep and calculated, watching every twist of your face with careful eyes to make sure he’s hitting the spots that make your eyes roll to the back of your head.

“Oh baby, you feel so good.” Souya whispers against your neck, his pace getting faster the tighter you clench around him. Your hands find his hair and you’re slightly pulling at it as you feel yourself approaching your high, your high pitched squeals encouraging the blue haired guy to keep doing what he was doing.

“Fuck you’re gorgeous,” Nahoya comments from his position on the bed next to you, soft hands caressing your cheek as you let Souya absolutely ruin you to the last moment. Your teary eyes meet Souya’s lustful ones, so dark and filled with desire to absolutely ravish you. He wanted to make sure you knew how you made him feel, how this was nothing compared to what he wanted to do to you once you settled down. Eating you out everywhere, fingering you in the car, eating you out while you sucked his brother off—so many plans.

“So close,” you whimper out next to the blue haired male’s ear, and he’s quick to start rubbing on your clit, observing how your jaw goes slack only after a few, gentle rubs. His eyes take in how your thighs shake and your entire body lifts off the mattress as you cum around his cock. He hisses at the feeling of your walls clenching around him, pulling out to paint your thighs with his release. The sight of you with your pussy leaking Nahoya’s cum and your thighs covered in his cum was something. He leans down, pressing a kiss to your stomach and watches as Nahoya’s arms wrap around your waist to pull you towards him to cuddle.

“You did so well,” Souya kisses your arm, before getting off the bed to go grab a towel to clean you up. While cuddled up against Nahoya, you nuzzle your face in his neck and whisper something that has his heart leaping out of his chest.

“I love you both, so very much.”

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#moon's work #tokyo revengers #tr smut #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers x reader #tr x reader #nahoya smut #souya smut #kawata twins #nahoya x reader #souya x reader

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itsruki · 22 days

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TR Hotness scale in my opinion:

1. mikey aka manjiro sano .... listen.....LISTEN......

2. wakasa imaushi........I have no explanation

3. draken aka ken ryuguji. this one speaks for itself

4. keisuke baji......THE HAIR TIE IN HIS MOUTH

5. Takashi Mitsuya....fucking greenflag. this man has me by my heart.

6. haitani brothers....always together.

7. shuji Hanma......my CNC fantasy is all in this man.

8. sanzu haruchiyo.....toxic but Hella hot

9. kazutora hanemiya.........I dont even know but uff I'm down bad

10. kokonoi hajime.....made to be a sugar daddy

honorable mentions:

the kawata twins

south

izana

chifuyu

shinichiro

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stxrmylxve · 1 year

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heyy van you do sanzu & smiley x gn reader with “flirting with someone else to make them jealous”

Sanzu:

okay, we all know this crazy bastard, whoever it is will pay eventually whether they like it or not.

he isn't possessive per say, just... protective

everyone should know the rule of bonten by now

what is Sanzu's, is his, and his only!

the other relationships had been toys, but not this one

he was as serious and hardcore with you as he could get

and he won't let you get away with it either. he will fuck you into oblivion to prove a point back to you

Smiley:

he is always smiling, but only you can catch the slight twitch under his left eye as he eyes the other person

he gets hella jealous lmao

he does one of those iconic pull away and throws you behind him as he tells the person off

will def throw punches if he has to.

but you're his angel, his, not theirs :(

eventually gets pouty and you end up apologizing via cuddles for the night until he goes to sleep

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macsimagines · 10 months

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Okay, so I've never requested one like this, but can you do the Kawata Twins with their shared girlfriend?

She's the only one who can read their faces past the one anyone else is limited to seeing.

They take her to a party and some guy talks her up and she keeps talking to him to be polite, but she sees the twins and knows to leave with them right away.

They aren't mad at her, but jealous and feel the need to be sure she knows she belongs to them.

NSFW please❤

ASK BOX IS OPEN

Poly Smiley and Angry

They've always shared everything with each other as kids. Snacks, toys and now even you. But that was only for them. You were only for them.

Angry has his hands on your hips in a bruising grip while he holds you from behind. Absolutely seething at the memory of watching you smile at some nobody.

And Smiley? He's basically suffocating you with a kiss holding your wrists in his grip and not letting go.

You finally get a second to breath and wince in pain. "S-sou! You're hurting me!"

He takes his hands off you like he's been burned, he never wants to hurt you! Smiley, on the other hand, lets go of your wrists and grabs you by the throat.

"Cheaters don't have the right to complain~," he coos, "I thought Angry was gonna cry when he saw you. Make it up to him, ya?"

Smiley reaches a hand down and flips your skirt up for his baby brother. He can be nice too.

Souya only hesitates for a second, drinking in the pretty pastel of your panties before he's pushing them to the side to have some real fun with you.

Nahoya waits his turn and his kissing you with new fervor, his hand never leaving your throat, while Souya is fucking you from behind kissing your neck gently.

When Angry is done, Smiley doesn't even give you a chance to breath before he takes his turn too.

They're both pretty rough with you too. Niether bothering with a condom just wanting to mark and fill you as their own.

Souya carries a passed out you home, And Nahoya just keeps saying its your own fault, and that you should know better.

#tokyo rev smut #tokyo rev headcanons #tokyo revengers #yandere tokyo revengers #Yandere smiley #yandere angry #yandere kawata twins #yandere nahoya kawata #yandere souya kawata

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dlscenarios · 1 year

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The Kawata Twins meet a girl they fall in love with at their diner. They befriend her and hang out after work a few times. When they see her again, she is wearing an emoji shirt with a smiley and angry face happily located over each breast.😈 please PLEASE tell how this would end.❤

MDNI

Cw: just pure smut ngl, GN reader but they have (implied) tiddies, semi-public sex??? But not really???

-> Once they close the restaurant for the night, it’s ON.

-> Like a good brother, Nahoya lets Souya have fun with you first.

-> Angry would start slow, trailing gentle kisses down your neck, hands pawing at your chest. He’s naturally a boob man, so he practically worships them with his hands and mouth.

-> Meanwhile, Smiley is sitting close by, watching you writhe under Angry’s touch.

-> Nahoya’s much more of a tease than his brother. He’ll roughly grope at your chest and ass, all while calling you a slut. His slut.

-> Mind you, this would all be going on in the back of the restaurant. Although, afterwards, they would offer to take you to their to continue the fun.

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ac1dl4v3 · 2 years

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sugoaku.

who . . nahoya kawata x fem!reader

length . . 3.1k words

warnings . . mature/smut!, oral (ftm), dom smiley, angry being absolutely precious, hair pulling, quickie, kinda public indecency, second hand embarrassment lmao, throat fucking, no after care i must admit

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ★

𝓨ou smiled from cheek to cheek with excitement as you entered a new ramen shop in Tokyo. Sugoaku.

"Oh wow, it smells amazing in here!" You exclaimed, starving your ass off. You barely ate last night and didn't touch any food at all today. All so that you could savor their food as much as possible. You'd heard so many good things about the shop, you didn't want to make yourself feel underwhelmed.

You took your headphones off your ears and placed them around your neck, the cushions laying on your exposed chest. "Hey, can I get a beef bowl?" You asked, taking a seat. There were only two guys in the kitchen in front of you and they both looked over at the same exact time. It startled you.

One of them had a cheeky smile across his face, while the other couldn't help but look pissed. The angry one had cotton candy blue hair and the smiley one had peach colored hair. Both of them had the same hairstyle; poofy afros pulled back in a puff. Regardless of their differences, you could definitely see their resemblance to one another. They were twins for sure. You looked at their name tags to figure out who was who.

"You want me to make it?" Asked Souya.

"Or me?" Added Nahoya.

You didn't see why it mattered, but you trusted the peach haired one more. The angry one seemed like he was pissed enough to spit in the noodles while you weren't looking. Of course, you had no idea he was the sweeter one of the two.

"You." You said with a smile, pointing at Nahoya. "Please?"

Nahoya hesitated, finding it difficult to not look at your cleavage. Sure, it was strangely hot outside today in contrast to the rain all week, but that tank top was still way too revealing. He was also sure you neglected to put on a bra; he could see the print of your nipples through the thin white fabric.

"Yeah, sure. Coming right up!" He exclaimed, preparing the noodles and dumping them in the boiling water.

You watched as he gripped the knife to quickly chop the onions, not slowing down in the slightest. He was oddly good with a knife. It was satisfying to watch him cook, you couldn't take your eyes off of his large, strong hands. His knuckles turning white from how hard he gripped the utensil. Even as he placed the finished product in front of you, your eyes followed his hands back to the kitchen before you realized he was done.

"O-oh." You stuttered, feeling stupid for not paying attention. He got a towel to wipe off his hands and forearms. Both brothers watched as you took apart the chopsticks and licked your lips in anticipation. "Thank you for the food!"

First, you pulled your faux locs up in a messy bun. You started with the pink and white naruto and then you moved on to the hard boiled, sliced egg. You were taking your time to savor the meal, enjoying the salty fish cake and lightly peppered eggs. It was nice, but Nahoya was impatient. He wanted you to get to the good part already.

Once most of the toppings were gone you moved onto the noodles, mixing them up lightly in the bowl. You gripped a bunch in between the chopsticks and opened your mouth wide to take a bite. A few seconds later your eyes widened in surprise before you shut them closed and slammed your open hand on your thigh. Once you swallowed it you couldn't help but sniffle and ask for a napkin.

"I didn't think it'd be spicy! That was a surprise!" You exclaimed, satisfied with the taste. "I'm a fan, but I didn't even see you put anything strong in the mixture. How'd you do it?"

Nahoya was fascinated that you could still speak. Wasn't your tongue throbbing? You were rubbing tears from your eyes and sniffling from how harsh he prepared the bowl, yet you were planning on finishing it? He was almost speechless.

"It's a family secret!" He managed to say, nudging at his brother to help him out. "Right, Souya?"

That guy still look pissed, but you were surprised by his calm response. "Yup.. a Kawata family secret."

You nodded in understanding before picking back up your chopsticks. "Next time I'll have to try yours, too." You decided, pointing a stick at Souya. "I'll bet yours is the sweet one!"

The boy tried to hide his blush by turning around to clean up some extra pots in the sink. Nahoya just chuckled at your claim. How'd you figure it out without even trying it yet? You were confident, that was for sure.

You slurped up another mouthful of noodles, not prepared to ask for a beverage until you finished the entire bowl. A few customers nearby cheered you on, not being able to handle the spice themselves, and it only encouraged you to persevere.

You only stopped between mouthfuls to clean up your face, but Nahoya wouldn't mind if you just let it stay a mess. He found it entertaining the way drool would run down your chin and tears would occasionally stream down your face, but you kept shoving his food in your mouth. Did you like it that much? You didn't have to eat it all, but you did. And he watched in astonishment as you held the bowl up to your lips, juices running down your chin as you finished every last drop.

You sat the bowl down loudly on the counter with a proud smile, your face damp with sweat, tears, and broth. The restaurant was silent for a moment until you spoke out with confidence.

"Thank you for the meal!" And with that, everyone turned into an uproar. They all clapped and ran over to you, a few of them asking if they could take a picture with you. You noticed critics smiling in their booths as they wrote down things on a piece of paper in satisfaction. You couldn't stop smiling, you felt like the shit. Hell yeah you came in there and finished the whole bowl on your first try. Yeah, your throat and stomach were burning like hell, but you did it!

Once everyone calmed down, you stood up and reached for your purse to find your wallet. Nahoya went to the back of the shop for more ingredients in the mist of all the excitement, so it was just you and Souya out here. You squeezed your eyes shut in embarrassment as you lifted your purse on your shoulder and laid your elbows on the counter. You leaned over so you could whisper and get his attention, your cleavage making its presence known in front of him.

"Uh.. excuse me?" You said, getting his attention. He walked over to you, trying his best to maintain eye contact.

"Hm? What is it?" He responded, drying your now clean bowl in his hand with a towel.

"I think I left my wallet at home.. It's not far at all, though! I could run and get it, I'll come right back!" You explained, hoping he'd let you off the hook. You really did want to pay, the food was great. "I'll even leave my purse here so you know I won't ditch."

Souya scratched the back of his neck awkwardly and looked around the restaurant. "Why don't you see if someone will spot you first?" He proposed, remembering how everyone praised you not too long ago.

You shuddered at the idea of asking the other customers here for money.. especially after you caused such a big scene. But the most you could do was try.

You walked over to a girl about the same age as you near the window. She was scrolling through her twitter feed when you interrupted her. "Um.. excuse me, hi.. Would you mind if I borrowed a few dollars? I forgot my-,"

"Girl, I don't get paid enough to buy two meals at a time." She said, holding her hand up. "I'm really sorry." You were annoyed that she cut you off like that, but apologized anyway for interrupting her meal and decided to ask someone else.

Souya watched in second hand embarrassment as you walked over to the grumpy old man on the other side of the restaurant. Souya knew quite well himself how much of a bitch that guy was and felt bad that you decided to talk to him of all people.

"Excuse me, sir. Sorry to bother you, but I forgot m-," You felt a tick mark form on your forehead as the old man scoffed in the middle of your sentence. Weren't these the same people just treating you like a fucking celebrity?

"Get the fuck away from my table dressed like that! Who do you think you are? This is a food establishment, not a strip club." He said, embarrassingly loud. You were this close to shoving his chopsticks down his wrinkly ass throat.

"You're right, this is a food establishment, not a fucking retirement home." You retorted. "Can you even walk with those crippled ass bones? Maybe you're so rude because you can't even go take a shit without-,"

A voice interrupted your assault from somewhere near the kitchen. "Excuse me, would you mind following me, ma'am?" Called Nahoya, walking past the sliding doors to the back of the restaurant.

'why is everyone interrupting me today, fuck.'

You sucked your teeth and kicked one of the legs on the table, causing the old man to curse you out as his ramem tipped over on his lap. You stuck out your tongue in response and went to the sliding doors in the back of the shop.

You didn't expect to see three more doors on the other side though. Not knowing which one to open, you went with the first one. You immediately shivered and slammed it shut. It was the freezer. The second door was the storage cabinet; it was pretty deep and full of boxes and stocked shelves of ingredients. Nahoya was waiting for you in the third room which must've been some kind of lounge. He was sitting on an L shaped couch with a glass coffee table in the middle. LED lights lined the border of the ceiling and a small TV was mounted in the middle of the room. This was a pretty big ramen shop if they could even fit a lounge back here.

You closed the door behind you and walked up to him, bowing as you apologized. You noticed he wasn't smiling when you came in and were trying to avoid making eye contact. It was intimidating..

"I didn't mean to cause a disturbance in your shop." You apologized, nervously. "I forgot my wallet at home and decided to-,"

"So how're you gonna pay for the bowl?" He asked, his voice sounding intrigued. He didn't care about who was bothered by the events going on in his shop, he was more curious as to what you'd come up with as payment. Wash dishes? Take up his shift for the day? Clean up shop later?

"I'll do whatever you ask." You said, standing up straight- your breasts bouncing in the process. "It was irresponsible of me to forget my money at home, so I'll do whatever you ask for today."

You'd just gotten your nails done, they were a perfect white. Not a nick or scratch to be seen. But you were prepared to get them dirty. You were expecting him to make you wash dishes or clean the stove. Your nails would definitely look like shit later; it was beginning to look like a sad day.

"Get on your knees."

Your eyes widened and you looked down at the man sitting on the couch in surprise.

"E-excuse me?" You felt dumb for speaking, but there was no way he meant what you thought he did.

"I said get on your knees. Are you dumb or somethin'?" He asked, man spreading and leaning back. His smile had found it's way back to his face already. "This'll be your payment."

You cleared your throat and bent down on your knees, awaiting his next command. What more could you do in this situation? You said you'd do whatever he asked for today and you were a woman of your word.

"I was surprised." He said, standing up and unbuckling his pants dangerously slow. "I didn't think the first person to eat my whole bowl of spicy ramen would be a girl."

You were offended. "Why does it ma-,"

"You're not gonna talk without permission, k'?" He asked, not expecting an answer as he looked down at you. You nodded to show you understood and he patted your head. "Good."

He pulled down his pants enough for you to see his print beneath the black boxers. "As I was saying.. It was really impressive. You didn't take any breaks either. I bet it made your head hurt, huh? And does your throat burn too?"

You stayed silent, not knowing how he'd react if you spoke out of turn again.

"Well, whatever." He said, finally pulling out his dick from it's restraints. "Just treat my dick how you treat my ramen, alright?"

Nahoya looked down at you in anticipation as you nodded and pulled your faux locs back up in a messy bun. You built up a good amount of saliva in your mouth and he watched in satisfaction as you licked from his tip to the back of his shaft, coating it with your own lube.

Your tongue was warm against his rubbery skin. When he pulled it out he wasn't even that hard yet, but you were beginning to notice him grown in your hand. You ran your hand up and down his dick, spreading your spit on it in the process. You leaned your mouth closer to fan your warm breath against his pink tip. Teasing. You locked eyes as you ran your tongue against his sensitive slit, quickening the pace of your hand jerking him off.

You licked your lips and took his tip in your mouth, squeezing your lips together and popping off of him with a kiss; a string of saliva following your plush lips. Before he could tell you to hurry up, you took half of him in your mouth. Your warm, drenched tongue moving around the veiny details of his dick in a teasing manner.

You maintained intimate eye contact with him, your tits bouncing with a clapping sound each time you bobbed your head against him. Every time you took him in, you went deeper and harder. So deep that his swollen tip was now slamming violently against the back of your sensitive throat. He cursed under his breath as you gagged but never slowed your pace, bobbing your head faster and breathing heavily through your nose.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head when you heard him try to hold back a moan in his throat. 'that was hot' The show you were putting on for him was godly. You were trying so hard even when your throat was already sore from his first time feeding you. Could you really take another meal?

"You're good at that, y'know?" He said, panting like a dog as you throat fucked him. You nearly pulled yourself off of him when he decided it would be a good idea to buck his own hips. He watched the shape of his dick indent the inside of your gummy cheeks with every shove. "Oh fuck, keep going."

You did as he said and rotated your tongue around him, the taste of his pre-cum lathering the back of your throat. You ignored your own gags and tried to move in sync with his hips, earning you another moan from Nahoya as your throat vibrated against his dick.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck-," He shoved his hand against the back of your head and put your movements in sync with his thrusts. He quickened the pace as tears finally streamed down your chubby, full cheeks. Your throat was already sore and now he was fucking it without any restraint. You could barely breathe as you choked against him in pain, trying to pull back to take a break. But he wouldn't allow that.

"What're you cryin' for?" He asked, wiping away one of your tears with his other hand. "Don't tell me now you wanna take a fuckin' break." His pace didn't even slow down at the sight of your struggling efforts. In fact, it got rougher. His hips thrusts were getting sloppier, more chaotic. He was shoving himself in and out of you with all of his strength. You couldn't keep up, he was insane to put it all in your mouth at once like this. You couldn't take it. You gripped the back of his thighs and scratched against the fabric of his pants in an attempt to save yourself, but it only encouraged him to finish.

You felt him twitch in your mouth, somehow hitting your throat harder out of excitement. He was chasing his release, adrenaline alone keeping him at such a steady yet inhumane pace.

"Shit, I'm fucking close." He warned, out of breath. "You're gonna swallow it all, too. Every last drop, understand?"

You breathed heavily through your nose and moaned in response, scratching harder against his pants. A few more heavy thrusts and he pulled out, immediately ordering you to open your mouth, which you did. You hung your tongue out to your chin and closed your eyes as he shot his warm cum down your throat, painting your tongue white.

He smiled at your messy appearance and went to get two towels, wetting them in the sink. One for himself and the other for you. He cleaned himself up before bending down to wipe up your sticky face and neck.

"Good job! You're really impressive y'know?" He praised, sitting next to you and letting you collapse against his chest in exhaustion. Your only response was your heavy breathing as your eyelashes fluttered in an attempt to stay awake.

You were pulled out of your attempt to pass out by Nahoya sitting you up and reaching in his pocket. "I'd love to play some more, but I left my little brother out there by himself." He explained, putting his responsibilities first.

You rubbed your eyes and nodded, not having any more strength in your lungs to speak. You fixed yourself up and grabbed your purse to follow Nahoya out. But just as he reached the door he stopped with an "oh!" and turned around to face you with a cheeky smile.

"By the way," He stood where he was and reached into his pocket, tossing something to you. Your eyes widened in disbelief at what you were now holding. "Here's your wallet."

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starazuras · 2 years

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Souya fucking his younger sister when his twin nahoya is sleeping right next to them , whispering "stop crying bunny you don't want to wake him up right?" If you didn't stop crying he will just cover your mouth with his palm

#tw.incest #tw.noncon #tokyo rev smut #angry kawata #souya smut #souya kawata #kawata souya #souya x reader #kawata twins

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memawsblog · 1 year

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Cereal > milk

Takemichi, Draken, Chifuyu, Souya, Hakkai, Mitsuya, Hinata, Emma, Mochi, Muto, Kisaki, Rindou, Izana, Senju, Benkei, Takeomi, Seishu, Taiju, Naoto

Cereal < milk

Mikey, Nahoya, Yuzuha, Sanzu, Ran, Shinichiro, Peh-yan, Pah-chin, Baji, Ryusei, Wakasa, Kakucho, Hanma, Shion, Koko, South

Drink milk, eat cereal and dance

Mikey, Chifuyu, Baji, Hakkai, Peh-yan, Shion, Senju, Nahoya

#tokyo revengers #sano manjiro #draken #chifuyu #baji #kawata twins #sanzu #senju #kokonoi hajime #izana kurokawa #tenjiku #toman #tokyo manji gang #1st gen black dragon #black dragons #tokyorev #tokyo revengers smut

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danni-k · 2 years

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“Aww you were doing so good. You use to start crying after three”

TW: this is light smut if you are not 18+ please do not interact

Note: this is a part 2 click here to read part 1

Draken was always sickly sweet when he was going to do something he knew you hated and he didn't care because the hate fucking was ten times better. "Playtime is over though sweetie, come here like a good girl." He said while undoing his belt and releasing his dick from his pants. As you made your way over to him you noticed that he was already hard from just watching you an Nahoya, with him enjoying just watching the two of you the thought of him being gentile crossed your mind as you straddled and leaned in for a kiss. But this is Draken he may be nice guy but he was never one to go back on his word. Before your lips touched he grabbed you by your neck pushing you away. "You must have forgotten this a punishment," with a chuckle he pushed you down on your knees and guided your head towards his dick.

"Such a good girl. Looks like you've been working on your gag reflex. ," Draken's praise always seemed to make you wetter after you angered him, especially while he was punishing you. If only you could do something about the mess between your legs , but Draken had tied your hands when he noticed you playing with yourself. "Come on little one I'll help you count it out this time," You were trying to catch your breath but every time you came up for air he would go on with how much we wouldn't want to disappoint Smiley. He knew how much you hated be face fucked it's the one position that you had zero power and he relished completely dominating you.

"Draken please I need help!!" You couldn't take it anymore you needed to cum. "Help with what? You had your chance and you couldn't even keep count," he said while picking your head, "besides its seems like you have forgotten who you're talking to." He replied darkly. "Daddy please I promise I'll be good! I just really need to cum," you plead with tears in your eyes. "Not you begging another man for release. Don't you know only I can help you now?" You had almost forgotten about Smiley in your frantic state, but now as he pulled you away you're reminded that he was there and he always gave into you. "Hoya baby please, I need you," you whined. "You know I thought there was no sweeter sound than hearing your moans, but hearing you beg is 10x better. Can you do it again?" "Or better yet let her earn it. She's had her turn and couldn't follow simple directions. I don't reward rule breakers," Draken butted in, " how about this if you can make both of us cum within the next five minutes then we'll both help you. How does that sound?"

@bubble4u

#tokyo revengers #tokrev #ken wakui #kawata twins #kawata nahoya #nahoya x y/n #smiley #draken x reader #tokyo revengers draken #draken #tokyo revengers ken ryuguji #ken ryuguji #tokyo revengers smut

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sugoi-aku · 2 years

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cannellee · 7 months

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CANNELLEE'S MASTERLIST ★

౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ — tokyo revengers & naruto & the seven deadly sins & hunter x hunter omegaverse headcanons

𐙚 FOR THE REQUESTS : anything is fine as long as it's either about tokyo revengers, naruto, the seven deadly sins or hunter x hunter. I'm also only accepting omegaverse requests (yandere if you want too, but it needs to be omegaverse as well). and I only write about an omega!f!reader, with an alpha!m!character.

(PS : I'm extremely slow at replying but I do write all your requests, as long as it's not something weird).

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

*everything is alpha!tr x omega!reader* / *alpha!naruto au x omega!reader* / *alpha!the seven deadly sins au x omega!reader*

TR SOLO HEADCANONS (+ duos/trios...)

— CHIFUYU

☆ alpha! Chifuyu x omega! Reader

☆ alpha! Baji x alpha! Chifuyu x omega! Reader (+ alpha! Ryusei bonus)

— RYUSEI

— KAZUTORA

☆ alpha! Kazutora x omega! Reader

☆ alpha! Kazutora x omega! Reader (smut)

☆ alpha! kazutora x omega! reader (mikey makes his omega miserable so kazutora comforts her)

— BAJI

☆ alpha! Baji x omega! Reader

☆ alpha!yandere! Baji x omega! Reader

☆ alpha! Baji x omega! Reader (his reaction to a traumatised and insecure s/o)

☆ alpha! Baji x alpha! Chifuyu x omega! Reader (+ alpha! Ryusei bonus)

☆ alpha! yandere! baji x omega! reader (his reaction to a resistant s/o)

— MIKEY

☆ alpha! Mikey x omega! Reader

☆ alpha! mikey x omega! reader (how does he act during his ruts?)

☆ alpha! mikey x omega! reader (his reaction to a cute and extremely in love omega s/o)

☆ alpha! mikey x omega! reader x alpha! draken (their reaction to a tomboy omega s/o)

☆ alpha! mikey x omega! reader (his reaction to finding his omega asleep during a sleepover, ft. emma + draken / hinata + takemichi)

☆ yandere! alpha! mikey x omega! reader (mikey taking his omega with him during gang meetings)

☆ alpha! mikey x omega! reader (smut : mikey claims his omega friend while she's in heat)

☆ alpha! mikey x omega! reader x alpha! south (you move on from mikey and get courted by south. turns out mikey isn't over you and beats his rival up to get you back + smut)

☆ alpha! mikey x omega! reader x alpha! south : PART 2 (mikey's reaction to you being pregnant with south's kid)

☆ alpha! mikey x omega! reader (his reaction to having an omega shorter than him)

— SHINICHIRO

☆ alpha!loser! Shinichiro x omega! Reader

☆ alpha! shinichiro x omega! reader (smut)

— KAKUCHO

☆ alpha! Kakucho x omega! Reader

☆ alpha! kakucho x omega! reader : soulmate au! (you meet your soulmate, bonten!kakucho, while working in a brothel)

— RAN

☆ alpha! Ran x omega! Reader (smut)

— DRAKEN

☆ alpha! Draken x omega! Reader x omega! Emma

☆ alpha! mikey x omega! reader x alpha! draken (their reaction to a tomboy omega s/o)

☆ alpha! draken x omega! reader x omega! emma (you're dating emma and you both try to get the attention of your crush, draken, by courting him)

— MITSUYA

☆ alpha! mitsuya x omega! reader (his reaction to his omega acting like a mother to his little sisters)

— KOKONOI

☆ alpha! kokonoi x omega! reader (kokonoi with a gacha game addict s/o)

☆ alpha! kokonoi x alpha! taiju x alpha! inupi x omega! reader

— KAWATA TWINS

☆ yandere! alpha! kawata twins x omega! reader (oneshot)

— KOJIRO

☆ alpha! kojiro x omega! reader

— INUPI

☆ alpha! kokonoi x alpha! taiju x alpha! inupi x omega! reader

— TAIJU

☆ alpha! kokonoi x alpha! taiju x alpha! inupi x omega! reader

— SOUTH

☆ alpha! mikey x omega! reader x alpha! south (you move on from mikey and get courted by south. turns out mikey isn't over you and beats his rival up to get you back + smut)

☆ alpha! mikey x omega! reader x alpha! south : PART 2 (mikey's reaction to you being pregnant with south's kid)

TR GENERAL HEADCANONS

☆ how they act around their pregnant omega (mikey, draken, baji, chifuyu, mitsuya, kokonoi, kakucho & taiju)

☆ alpha! Tokyo rev x tall!omega! Reader (mikey, draken, baji, sanzu)

☆ their reactions to their omega feeling safe & happy with them (mikey, draken, baji, chifuyu, takemichi)

☆ their reactions to their omega feeling safe & happy with them : PART 2 (kazutora, ryusei, mistuya, kakucho)

☆ what they would give you as a courting gift (mikey, draken, baji, chifuyu, mitsuya)

☆ how easily do they fall for the puppy eyes (mikey, draken, takemichi, sanzu, kokonoi, kazutora, ran, mitsuya, shinichiro)

☆ alpha!yandere! Tokyo revengers x omega reader (pairing : mikey, taiju, mitsuya, draken, kokonoi, izana, sanzu)

☆ their reaction to an omega who loves to do domestic things (pairing: taiju, sanzu, draken, mikey, takemichi, chifuyu, kakucho, inupi, baji, kisaki, hanma, kazutora)

☆ their reaction to an unstable s/o (pairing: kakucho, mikey, izana, hanma)

☆ their reaction to a cute and clumsy s/o (pairing : mikey, mitsuya, chifuyu, kazutora, baji, smiley, kakucho, izana)

☆ their reactions to an omega with a resting bitch face (pairing: kazutora, smiley, angry, shinichiro)

☆ their reaction to their omega being horny (pairing : shinichiro, mikey, izana)

☆ demigod! alpha! tokyo revengers x omega! reader : mythological au! (pairing: kazutora, mitsuya, baji, takemichi, mikey, draken, shinichiro, izana, ran, taiju, kokonoi, kakucho)

☆ medusa! alpha! tokyo revengers x blind! omega! reader : mythological au! (pairing : chifuyu, mikey, mitsuya, baji, izana)

☆ them having feelings for their friend's sister (pairing : chifuyu, mitsuya, kokonoi)

☆ top 3 pathetic men (trio of simps/losers), (pairing : hakkai, takemichi, shinichiro)

NARUTO SOLO HEADCANONS (+ duos, trios...)

— NARUTO

☆ alpha!naruto x omega! reader

☆ alpha! naruto x omega! reader x alpha! sasuke

— SASUKE

☆ alpha! naruto x omega! reader x alpha! sasuke

NARUTO GENERAL HEADCANONS

☆ what they would give you as a courting gift (pairing : naruto, sasuke, shikamaru, rock lee, neji, itachi)

THE SEVEN DEADLY SINS SOLO HEADCANONS (+ duos, trios...)

THE SEVEN DEADLY SINS GENERAL HEADCANONS

☆ what type of alpha are they (pairing : meliodas, ban, king, guilthunder, escanor)

HUNTER X HUNTER SOLO HEADCANONS (+ duos, trios...)

HUNTER X HUNTER GENERAL HEADCANONS

𐙚 STRAWBERRY HEADER'S CREDITS: @astralnymphh

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itsruki · 24 days

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Possible smut/ Masterlist:

(pinned post)

MDNI

18+ only

I want to write more Smut (Headcanons and normal Fanfictions.)

Don't hold me to that (these are just Ideas, and I'm new to writing this stuff)

Characters I would like to write for and scenarios:

-> Shuji Hanma:

Sex in Public (actual or just toys) (trains, changing rooms, parks, etc.)

Corruption of a Virgin aka "Corrupted by the Grimm Reaper"

robbing a Woman to make her his new Toy......(Brainrot)

Hanma jerks off over a girl who works in the Coffee-shop; he goes too

meets a girl in a Club and hooks up with her

You are Baji´s Sister and go to a Toman meeting because Baji forgot his money at home. There, you meet the gang (Hanma version)

-> Kazutora Hanemiya

Kazutora comes out of prison, and Y/N is there to pick him up and bring him home

You are kazutora´s girlfriend and he comes Home from a Gang meet and is stressed, so you let him take out his stress on you.

Kazutora wakes up from a nightmare where he is all alone and everyone hates him. You are his girlfriend; sleep next to him and try to comfort him (it can be SFW or NSFW)

You and Kazutora have had Sex a few times already, and you feel like he is holding back. Now you want him to let go and lose.

you are Baji´s Sister -------- (kazutora version)

-> Takashi Mitsuya

Your husband payed for a Fitting of a Dress made by Designer Takashi Mitsuya and things kind of escalade

Mitsuya is depressed after Draken died and you try to make him feel loved again

You are his new Model, and he is more hungry for you than he would like

You are his Classmate in college, and your Uniform is ripped, so he helps you

You are Baji's little Sister ------- (mitsuya version)

Your Husband, Mitsuya spends too much time working, so you feel neglected

-> Ken ryuguji (Draken)

Mechanic Draken meets a Girl who needs him to fix her Car, and she doesn't have enough Money to get it fixed

You are Drakens therapist

After Emma's death, Draken takes a trip to Nagoya or Hokkaido (not sure yet) and meets a girl there and uses her to distract himself.

You are Baji´s Sister ----- (Draken version)

-> Manjiro sano

Bonten! Mikey meets a girl in a club and wants to keep her

You are Baji´s Sister ------ (Mikey version)

Meeting Bonten! Mikey at a Dinner party that your Husband brought you too

Manila! Mikey meets you at an Inn while you working your shift and ends up doing it with you in the back

getting high with Mikey in the Car

buying Weed off Kanto! Mikey

Bonten! Mikey is being possessive

Losing Virginity to any of the Mikey versions

being a prostitute hired by the Bonten executives

-> Wakasa Imaushi

getting high with Wakasa in his Car

Hooking up in a Club

you are a Student from Abroad that stays in Japan for a few Months at the Sano residence. There, you meet Shinichiro and his Gang aka Takeomi, Benkei and Wakasa.

Phone-sex with Daddy wakasa

You are Senju's new friend from school, and Wakasa treats you like a child, so you want to prove him that you are a Woman.

You´re his step sister

-> Keisuke Baji

You´re his step sister

You are the school Student council president and very stuck up

He is your Bestfriend

You're the innocent Girl in Class, and that piques Baji's interest, so he tires of getting you out of your Comfort zone

-> Kawata Twins

You make your first sexual Experience with Nahoya and then Souya joins

You visit the Host club Nahoya works in, and he tries to get you to agree to a Threesome with him and Souya

You are Baji´s Sister ------ (Twin edition)

-> Ran Haitani

Ran is abusive and tries to gaslight and manipulate you out of leaving him

Ran meets you at a bar and is interested in you

Bonten hires a Prostitute

being Rans Girlfriend and being fucked by him

Ran is sharing you with Rindou

being a Foreigner in Roppongi

-> Rindou Haitani

Rindou is trying to make you jealous

Rindou shares his gf with Ran

possible Threesome with Sanzu and ran

being Rindou´s wife and making up after a fight

Boten Prostitute

-> Sanzu Haruchiyo

Doing Drugs with BF sanzu

Doing Drugs with one night stand sanzu

Doing Drugs with Sanzu in any way

Sanzu is obsessive over the girl working in the Coffee shop

Sanzu kidnaps you

Threesome with Ran, Rindou and Sanzu

You are Takeomis girlfriend/wife but sanzu wants you. takeomi is cheating on you and sanzu tells you and takes advantage of uour vulnerability

-> Taiju shiba

abusive Partner Taiju

Taiju falls in love with a foreign Stripper

Taiju and his Wife

Father! Taiju and the confession chamber

-> Kokonoi Hajime

Sugardaddy kokonoi

KokonoI spoils his wife

threesome with inui

-> Izana Kurokawa

Obsessive yandere Izana aka "into the spiders web "

Sano brothers fuck you

Izana buys a slave

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stxrmylxve · 1 year

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Ok gonna be bad for one more. Souya/angry x female reader do a twirl for me, hun.

Thank you in advance. This is the last one and I will be good promise. 😘😘😘😘😘

NOTES: Souya x fem!reader, reader has thigh highs on 🤷‍♀️

You got up early, went to work, ate lunch, went back to work. It was the same as always, for you. But Souya couldn’t help himself but to sneak looks as the plush of your thighs that seemed as though they had been perfectly carved for those thigh highs.

Today, you had decided to add a bit more spice to your outfit, not realizing that Souya had been so impacted by such a small change you had made.

Souya had gone home earlier in the day, claiming he wasn’t feeling well as he awkwardly ajusted his belt. You had said okay and wished him well, checking in through a text every once in a while, yet you never got a responce back.

You began to worry about him, hency why you shut the door quietly and set your bag down on the floor, sighing to yourself as you walked to the kitchen for a glass of water. You groaned as you saw he had put the cups on the taller shelves, getting on your tippy toes as you grasped at.. air.

You sighed as you glared at the cups. With a small huff, you swung one leg up onto the counter and pushed yourself up, your skirt riding up in the slightest. You jumped down after getting your cup, brushing your hand off before looking up.

Your eyes went wide as you stared at the man in front of you, his mouth slightly agape as he turned around and left.

“Souya! What-“

“your skirt.” he says quickly as he shuts the door in your face, a faint blush forming on your face as you glanced backwards.

You skirt, unbeknownst to you, had ridden up all the way to where it had settled itself high enough to where your lace pannies were exposed. You squealed to yourself as you fixed it, cursing yourself for being so oblivious.

You awkwardly stood there for a moment, hesitantly knocking on the door to Souya’s room.

“Souya?” you called, sighing when you got no answer back.

He slowly opened the door, peeking down at your skirt before at your face.

“I didn’t want you to fix it, I wanted you to do a little twirl for me, hun.” he whined.

You giggled to yourself before flipping your skirt up to how it had been.

“Now how was I supposed to do that when you shut the door on me?”

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sirthisisa-wendys · 1 year

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The Kawata twins play truth or dare with a girl they are both friends with (and have a crush on) only to find she has very little experience to the point she's never experienced an orgasm. 😎 you got this (please)

Yesssss, this will do for tonight

Truth, Dare, and Share: Nahoya Kawata & Souya Kawata x Fem!Reader

wc: 935

tw: smut, dub-con?

masterlist

"Truth or Dare, y/n?"

"Truth." Souya's eyes dart to his twin brother's face as it curls up in a devious grin.

"Nahoya, no," Souya begins, reaching over to grab his brother by the forearm. "Don't."

"What?" Nahoya wonders, raising his brows. The conversation before having you over resurfaces in his mind, and for a moment, Nahoya wants to tease his brother before allowing his more uncouth mind to take over and score for the evening.

"Don't," Souya repeats, eyes going wide. Nahoya stills, seeing the threat of tears looming in the distance. With a sigh, he resigns himself to asking a boring, mundane question.

"Y/n, have you ever kissed a guy before?" Souya and Nahoya watch you carefully as you think on the question, then - to their surprise - you shake your head no.

"I don't think kissing my dad on the cheek counts."

The shock and flabbergasted looks the twins give you are enough to make you frown, and then Souya pipes up, grabbing his brother's arm even tighter.

"You've never had a boyfriend?"

"Uh, no." The twins gape at your reply, then turn away to whisper amongst themselves. It's a minute before they turn back to you, and you glance between them. "Was it something I said?"

"Not really," Nahoya mutters sheepishly.

"Just one last question," Souya adds.

"Wait, I thought it was my turn now."

"It will be," Souya promises you, smiling tenderly. "We wanted to know if... If you've ever had an orgasm."

"An orgasm?" You shake your head at them, cheeks heating up. "Never. I was sure that would be something for when I started dating or something."

"We could show you how," Nahoya offers, suddenly less shy and more excited. "It's not too hard."

"I..." You look at your friends, at the innocent smiles they give you, and think about the worst that could happen.

"We won't hurt you at all," Souya affirms, crossing his arms over his chest and nodding once. "We'll just instruct you. You know, since we're all friends."

Innocence or naivete? You're not sure which one it is, but when your back is on Souya's bed, and your skirt is hiked up your hips, part of you wonders if you're being played for the fool. "Have you ever touched yourself before?"

You grunt, rolling your eyes. "Yeah. I have to wash down there and wipe."

"No," Souya corrects his brother, pushing him aside. "Like... touched yourself. For pleasure." You frown, and when Nahoya catches your look, he moves to the space behind your head and cradles it in his lap.

"Like this." Nahoya's fingers reach down to push your underwear to the side, but you clench your thighs together, trapping his hand.

"What are you doing?"

"Let me show you how." You slowly unclench your legs and allow him to part your folds carefully as if he were fingering the petals of a fragile flower.

"Shit," Souya breathes, looking down at your exposed cunt. "You're already wet." Nahoya slides a finger up and down your entrance, and you arch your hips up ever so slightly to meet his touch. It's light and doesn't hurt at all, but when he slips a finger into you, you clench up again, gritting your teeth.

"That feels wier--"

"Hey, hey, hey..." Nahoya coos, stroking your hair. "I'm not gonna hurt you. Just relax." You follow his instructions and he presses his finger into you fully, sinking down to the knuckle. You moan involuntarily, and Souya just watches, holding one of your legs by the knee and observing his brother's movements.

Nahoya appears to be skilled at this, moving his finger in and out without breaking a stride. And you squirm a little, feeling your body begin to thrum and almost vibrate with pleasure. Another finger goes in shortly after, and you moan louder, stretched taut with the digits deep inside of you.

"Look at that," Souya whispers. "She's so tight around your fingers."

"I can feel it," you hear behind you, then the orange-haired brother comes into your field of vision. "That feel good, baby?"

"Mmhmm." For a while, that's all the fingers do - go in and out and test your tightness. With time, you seem to loosen up and without warning, you grunt. "Faster."

Nahoya obeys, now curling his fingers up and delivering a sweeping sensation that almost knocks you out. You shudder and whimper, grinding against his palm as he works hard. "Feels... feels like..." There's a taut string in your chest and cunt that is on the verge of breaking; you try your best to keep it all from falling apart and cling to the fringes of your sanity. But you fail, and your mind screeches to a halt as you cry out and see white.

You're suspended there for ages, the release washing over your body in waves and delivering "feel-good, feel-great, feel-amazing," leg-shaking shivers down your weakened spine. It's just you and Nahoya's fingers driving you over the cliff and not daring to lift you back up into anything that resembles a clear head.

It takes a few blinks to bring you back to the dimly lit bedroom, but when you resurface from the depths of bliss, you're back in the room with the twins - one who is licking his fingers behind you, and the other, who looks about ready to take his own turn.

"However you did that," you say, panting. "Whatever you did to make me feel like that, do it again."

"With pleasure," Souya mutters, holding your legs apart and pushing his face into your cunt.

#nahoya kawata x reader #nahoya kawata #souya kawata x reader #souya kawata #souya kawata smut #nahoya kawata smut #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers

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