#kurono hair x reader

[zuffer-weird-girl]

Hello! i really hope that your request box is open but- may i request Overhaul x shy reader, were the reader gets hit on by a stranger and Chrono protects her???( let me explain- Kai is to busy with work so he sends Chrono to watch over her, while she is looking at stuff to buy a weird man approaches her and asks for her number (obviously she says no) but the guy gets closer to her and keeps asking, so then Chrono sees this and steps in, and is like she has a boyfriend :p)

(Also u don't have to write this if u don't have time/don't want to)

"Can you believe that?"

"No, it caught me by surprise as well." Chrono answered while politely opening the door to the store for you to enter.

About eight months ago you would never believe you would be casually talking with Kurono Hari, aka Chronostasis. He was the closest thing your boyfriend could call a friend; even if he didn't admit it; and you sure wanted to get to know about him since he knew Chisaii way longer than you did.

But the thing is, you were not only new to the area, making every one suspicious of you, you were also so shy you normally would stutter near everyone trying to make conversation with you.

And it didn't help that Kurono at the time would only nod or grunt at you TRYING to speak with him... later on you discovered that was due to Chisaki's doing.

To say you were angry was understandable. And after a very heated discussion with the brow haired man, the precepts weren't so apprehensive to approach anymore.

And to your surprise the one who most wanted to talk with you was Hari. At first he was suspicious and wanted to know what the hell were your intentions on getting on a relationship with Kai out of all people since he knew how his childhood friend was... and honestly? He was shocked when Kai brought you and just dropped that you two were dating.

But then after watching over you for a bit I'm secret, again due to Overhaul's orders, he discovered that you were just the sweetest. Himself admitted to you that he got jealous that Kai got such cute girlfriend while he was still single.

That made you blush and made Kai almost to overhaul kurono right there.

Kai didn't particularly enjoyed that you wasn't as shy as before with Kurono because it meant that you were getting comfortable, and the man would die before admiting he was actually jealous of it. But he trusted Hari, so when he couldn't, Hari would be your second option of company asides from your friends outside the yakuza.

Today was an example. Kai couldn't go with you to buy a thing you wanted, so Kurono was called right the time to go with you... not without a threat from the young leader of course.

"Oh, there it is!" You walked towards the place where it was your favorite nail polish as Kurono chuffed with a smirk.

"All that excitement was because of a lil tube with paint for nails?"

"Shut up!" You giggled as you looked for the price tag "you're not a woman how can you be excited for these things? Besides, this one is so difficult to find and-"

"And Kai complimented the color?" The white haired man teased and laughed at your face getting red immediately after the words slipped from his mouth "You're so obvious (Y/n)."

"Leave me alone jerk ..." You jokingly pushed him as he smirked before noticing a thing that got his interest as he told you to wait a bit.

You nodded and started to look for other items kn the store before tensing at shadow of man approaching.

"Hey." The man spoke, a cigarette between his lips as his blonde curls bounced at the way he tilted his head.

"H-Hi." You muttered, doing your best to avoid eye contact.

"Shopping?"

"Sorta..." You mumbled, getting uncomfortable at the way he invaded your personal space.

"Dolling yourself up? You don't even need to do that to catch some man's attention cutie." He smirked and you swore you could feel a drop of sweat sliding down in the back of your neck.

"T-That isn't my intention at all!" You finally looked at the blue eyed man while waving your hand desperately in denial.

The guy only laughed.

"I'm joking, I'm joking." He took the cigarettes out and threw it somewhere inside the store which you were pretty sure it was illegal "I'm Satoshi."

"(L/n)." You stuttered while taking a few steps back.

"Cute. There is any chance I can get your number?"

You frooze and mentally cursed Hari for not coming back to help you out.

"I'm.. I d-dont think I can... i-i already am on a relationship..."

"Aw. But he doesn't even have to know." He smirked while leaning down next to you "I am sure I can show a very good time... I can make a better performance in bed than whatever guy you are with."

You were about to open your mouth again until the said Satoshi was suddenly pulled and throw out of the way.

Finally Chrono was back.

"You're good?"

"The heck dude?" The blond snarled, getting too close to your liking as Chrono blocked the way "is forbidden now to talk with someone?"

"Is actually more about common sense. Couldn't you see she was getting uncomfortable?" Kurono muttered while glaring at the stranger.

"We were just talking, weren't we sweets?" The man tilted his head at you but before you could react Hari just grabbed the hem of guy's jacket and slammed him on a wall.

"Listen. That "sweets" over there man is already ona relationship with someone you REALLY shouldn't mess around with. And honestly I'm saving your fucking ass by doing this."

"Oh sure you seem like a good boyfriend right pretty boy?" The guy snarled before Chrono chuckled humorless.

"No no fella... " He got close to the guy face "Have you perhaps heard of... Overhaul?"

The blond suddenly got pale as a ghost.

"Oh.. so you do know him. Listen. That girl over there is his girlfriend. So if you don't want your body being found in seven different places across Japan, I would suggest that you never bother her again... got it?"

The guy nodded and when Chrono let go of him, the once confident man was running for his life while you approached Hari.

"Y-You didn't have to do that." You sighed a bit in relief as the white haired man scratched the back of his neck.

"Yeah but it kinda pissed me off. I saw that you told him you were in a relationship and the dickhead keep insisting." Chrono muttered before looking at you with a more calm expression "Come on, let's go. Kai must be yanking his hair off for us to be taking si long to get back. I will pay for that thing."

"Uh.. no you won't."

"Why the hell not?"

"Maybe because all of you are broke." You deadpanned as Kurono felt like the ground could swallow him whole after that comment.

.

.

"I found funny that even the cashier confused us as a couple." You laughed as Kurono opened the door for you. Both of you unaware that a certain golden eyed man could hear every word.

"Oh yeah, that dude also thought I was your boyfriend for a sec." Kurono chuckled before going silent at seeing the man in black leaving a room with a unreadable expression.

"Kai!" You exclaimed with a smile while going to him "I got everything I wanted, so I guess I won't be needing to go out for a while." You smiled before widening your eyes at his gloved hand carrying your cheek.

"Chrono. At work hours we can talk. Dismissed." He almost growled while you blushed at him pulling you close. "Did he pay for your things?"

"... Kai how can I let you or him pay something for me when I know you have literally almost nothing on your bank account?"

He tsked while guiding you to the living room.

"... I apologize for that. When the yakuza finally get back to its glory days we will have money.. so I can finally treat you right."

"You already treat me right where all this coming from?" You asked in worry as he scoffed and looked at everywhere but you.

"Aparently not enough for people to mistake you and Chrono as a couple of out things."

You stopped abruptly as you stuttered before smiling at seeing the tip for his ears covered Ina pretty pink color.

"You know that Hari sees me more like a sister right?" You spoke while catching up to him "He cares for me because you care... he is your friend after all."

Silence.. but you could see the way his shoulders sagged a bit in relief as he walked with you.

"Besides, he did defend me and my honor when a guy was pestering me about my number-"

"What?" The man snarled and you jumped at the pissed off look he held now.

"I-Is fine he didn't touched me-"

"I want details. Now." He growled as you sighed.

Later on you just deadpanned at Kurono coming to tell you later on the next day that he got his ass beat and Kai went after the dude in question that annoyed both of you.

"Why did he even got mad at you?"

"Saud I didn't protect his angel enough." Kurono muttered a should felt your face explode in warmth at the pet name he used for you sometimes being said out loud.

#overhaul x reader #overhaul #chisaki kai x reader #chisaki kai #bnha villains x reader #bnha villains #zuffer writings #does it count a kurojo x reader but in a platonic way? #i dunno

[kureis-writing-hell]

YOU AND HIM - Pre-Canon Chisaki Kai x Masc!Reader

I did not think I will finish this today. I need to go to work. H.

Rating: M, Minors DNI. Nothing explixit happens but it got a sexual undertone. The reader is a hero, masc but GN. You're thinking about how you met Kai and what your relationship with him looks like.

It's my first work of this kind and tbh I'm gonna do more!

You're Kai's personal annoyance for years now. How? Why? You ask this yourself every day.

Nah, that's a joke. You're just this good in bed!

There are two ways to put Chisaki Kai in the mood and you have mastered both of them.

Honestly, it wasn't easy. You had to get close to Chisaki first, which was basically impossible. He always had that guard dog Kurono around himself back then. But you're stubborn, especially when you want something. Or someone. And if said someone had a pretty face, fluffy hair, long lashes and golden eyes you would do anything to get them for yourself.

You guess Chisaki saw a good business in you when you finally managed to corner him. He's a good head shorter than you but you can clearly remember how calm he looked back then. He was perfectly sure that you couldn't even touch him, and you knew why. You did your homework. You knew to avoid those deadly palms.

He thought he was getting an errand boy back then. A street rat who could do some dirty job for him, while he stayed behind, clean and pristine. It was a few years ago after all, Chisaki was still trying to find his place in Shie Hassaikai. He thought he's the most intelligent guy in the world too. Oh how good he looked when he found out that the truth was quite the opposite!

You played his game for a little bit. You knew you had to, otherwise you wouldn't be able to learn more about him. You discovered how much he hated quirks. You tried to figure out how far you could push him too. Despite him thinking that you worked for him, he allowed a lot, as if nothing ever could get to him. But oh, you could be annoying, back then and nowadays. It's an art you mastered perfectly.

Today you think that Chisaki underestimated you since the first day you two met. The overconfident prick disregarded you, your quirk and anything tied to you, that's why he didn't run a simple background check. It was a basic mistake, Chisaki was still learning, still couldn't figure people out that well and he was too sure everyone would follow him to be cautious. You're very glad you were the person who taught him that lesson. It's something you would never admit out loud but you wouldn't want him to get betrayed by someone worse than you.

Which you did, you guess, back then. You had your fun with Chisaki for two months then, you got under his skin constantly but slowly learned your ways around his mysophobia and aversion to quirks and other people. It was going well. You could see that Chisaki was starting to trust you. And then that annoying guard dog Kurono made his own move.

He found out, and told Chisaki, that you're a hero.

A big no no for Chisaki and you knew that. You two even fought. It was something you'd rather avoid because you knew how good Chisaki was and how temperamental he was (is) and you'd rather avoid dying. He still had a lot to learn and you were good too though. You pinned him on the ground, hands above his head and managed to hold his glare. He couldn't even hide the betrayal back then and you guess that's what pulls you towards him. For someone who wants to make yakuza great again he's certainly too naive.

You left back then, to give him a bit of space. You focused on your hero work. Except for a few petty crimes and some fights Chisaki didn't do any real harm to people, he didn't even like to use his quirk when it wasn't necessary, so you saw no point in reporting him. You still wouldn't, but for fairly different reasons.

First time you two kissed was when you met the next time. It was an unexpected meeting. You were running around on your daily patrol when you saw Chisaki, together with Kurono and some blonde new guy with glasses walk out of a shop. You stopped and glared, wondering about the new guy, and you're still pretty touchy about Shin. Chisaki saw you, at first disregarded you as some annoying hero and then obviously caught up on who's standing there.

Kurono started barking around, wanting to protect his boss like a good guard dog, but Chisaki sent him and Shin away. You were surprised that he wanted to talk. He was obviously angry when he was leading you into a more secluded alley. He kept ranting about honestly everything, keeping you confused until he focused on you again.

You're still not sure what pushed you to kiss him. Maybe you were aware that nothing could make this situation worse, so you tried to take all you could. Maybe you saw something in his cold eyes. Who knows. But you still grabbed him when he paused his rant and pressed your lips to his.

One thing you forgot at the time was his mask. You ended up kissing him through the cloth. And at the moment you thought you really will die.

Chisaki made the most adorable, surprised sound, then seemed to relax just for a few seconds before pushing you away. He immediately threw his mask off, gagged, then looked at you incredulously. What an amazing reaction to being kissed, huh?

"At least it's out of the way now," you half joked then. Then, before his dumbstruck brain could catch up you proposed a date. And then, not waiting for him to reject you, you tossed him time and place and left the alley.

He showed up - or rather waited for you to show up. It was a disaster. And your last official date.

It was also just the start of your mutual story. Chisaki still refuses to ‘date’ you, but he’s happy to moan under you every time you come around. He won’t go to a restaurant with you anymore, but, sometimes, will eat take out with you and watch a bad movie on your TV and then cuddle with you while asleep even though he refuses to admit it in the morning.

Which takes you to the substance. Putting Chisaki Kai in the mood.

Back on that date you discovered he loves to be pampered. Nothing makes him melt into your arms as well as a scalp massage, or soft praises or kisses on his neck. Neck and ear especially. He will blush like a tomato, huff at any remark about it and then lean just slightly against you, so you could continue. And he’s very… sincere in those moments. You love it. He could be a scary street thug daily, with his gang and impossible quirk, but in your hands he’s just another young adult, chasing pleasure. And he is still getting better and better for you. Bareilly a few months ago, when you were especially mushy and sweet with him, he rewarded you with riding your dick for a good portion of the night.

And oh, how beautiful he was. Muscles moving, body shaking, the little jolts and moans he made. You still can’t think about it in public.

Now, the other way to get him to spread his legs for you is a bit tricky.

Chisaki is proud. Always was. He’s often stressed and his untreated mysophobia doesn’t help. And you got a very bad, even rotten tongue. And you’re a hero! The list of your crimes against Chisaki goes on and on and so it’s very easy for you to piss him off.

It’s not that you do that intentionally too. You just tease, and you do that naturally. Then he gets mad. And then you have to act fast if you don’t want to end the night alone with a box of tissues.

You found out that side of Chisaki when you two had one of your fights. He was angry already when you showed up, in one of your secret meeting love hotels - his least favorite one. His mysophobia was acting up but he refused to tell you what happened. He was being difficult, you got annoyed, you two started arguing. It quickly shifted to some sparring and you already knew this night he will leave you alone. Then, you pinned him to the carpeted floor, right by the bed, face to the floor. You started saying some angry blabber but then noticed he wasn’t listening to you. Stopped fighting even. His eyes were focused on something under the bed, his face was pale, and you quickly checked what it was.

An used condom.

Assuming Chisaki would start puking in a second - you considered it yourself - you let him go and lifted him from the floor. The frustration was gone, you started worrying now, until you saw the tent in his pants.

How? You still wonder oh so often. Chisaki that you knew would throw a tantrum and burn the place to the ground, but it didn’t happen. Chisaki kept refusing to address the topic. You were curious but fine with it. After all, it opened a new door for you.

He loves filthy sex. There's not always a time and place for it, but when he's difficult, or when you say two words too much, you can always easily turn it sexual. You still keep testing the boundaries. For example spitting in his mouth while he fights against it makes his dick twitch and ooze precum. But talking about piss turns him off. This side of his sexuality makes him so perfectly ashamed too. He always complains about it, always refuses and fights but always lets you do your thing. And he never overhauled you before, either. Not when you made him lick your shoes, not when you pushed your cum-covered fingers into his mouth.

There’s no safe words between you two, after all. Only the risk of dying every time you push his boundaries and god, does it rile you up!

When you first saw Chisaki Kai you thought that he’s going to be a fun, little side toy. Inexperienced and vanilla. He was barely twenty then, after all. Now? Now you’re invested and excited and protective over him even.

And you fear that if he knew that, he would really overhaul you for good.

#mha #bnha #chisaki kai #overhaul #chisaki kai x reader #overhaul x reader #overhaul x you #chisaki kai x you #mha x gender neutral reader #chisaki kai x masc reader #mha x y/n #mha x reader #bnha x y/n #bnha x reader #bnha x self insert

[yuichi-ro]

Karim Flam x fem!Reader/ Kurono

─i’m gonna do it, absolutely going to do it, I can write Kurono smut cw: fem!Reader, established relationship between Reader/Kurono, porn with some plot, voyeurism/exhibitionism, cucking, male masturbation, oral (giving & receiving), unprotected vaginal sex, creampie, unedited word count: 2.4k ─the music teacher’s crush on the sixth grade teacher’s wife goes a little too far past professional

Karim had only taken this gig after Huo retired from the church. Still they kept in touch but he had zero reason to stay as the world was changing each day. Instead pursuing something so much more mundane. Or perhaps what he actually enjoyed in the first place. Music.

Bonus to the career change was the cutest woman thing he’d ever seen. Hardly a bonus though when he saw the ring on your finger the second time you introduced yourself. Not to mention you weren’t even a fellow teacher. Just the wife of the sixth grade teacher who, if Karim was being honest, was weird at best. Still he couldn’t keep his eyes off you. Or the words from jumbling at the forefront of his tongue.

Leaning heavy into his own personality quirks to hide his feelings anytime you were around. Which was far too often for his sanity. Karim hoped you never picked up on his little school boy crush. Even more desperate to hope your husband never caught on to his little crush. 

“Crap. This crap is crap.” Karim pursed his lips into a thin line when he realized he didn’t have all his instruments placed away after the last class of the day, “Crappity crap of crap, fine.” 

He’d been done half an hour ago if he’d checked immediately when the kids were dismissed for the weekend. Still only six months of this teaching gig had him trying to find his footing after all that had changed. It felt odd but in a rightful kind of way. One kind of way he liked to think about. In fact saw himself doing for a while. But as his thoughts drifted and he wandered to the last classroom he’d taught, Karim was beginning to realize he might let your little trips to the school influence how much he liked this job.  

“So what if it’s a crush? It’s a crushing kind of crush sure but....wait-” His brows knitted together with a scowl, “Where was I going with that?”

Then it hit him that the last class of the day was the sixth grader classroom. Utter disappointment of a groan passing his lips Karim figured why he left his things in there. Duh, it was of course because you’d came in at the end of the day to grab one of the kids. The orange haired one or whatever. He hadn’t noticed. Too swallowed up in the way you smelled. That little wave you gave him when you were leaving. And that heart stopping half smile that sent shivers all through his body. 

Giving his collar a tug Karim shook his head trying to disregard his thoughts. If he had to think about you. Then well he could just go home and think of you in the privacy of his own home. 

Banking on everyone already being gone for the weekend. He figured he’d slip in, grab his things and slip back out without even the janitor realizing. Who stayed late after school on Fridays anyways? Certainly not married men who had what was arguably, in his mind, the prettiest wives to go home to. Karim would have dashed out the door and wouldn’t have worried about the misplaced instrument until the following week if he had you waiting for him. 

Still though he didn’t and certainly never would. Grinding his teeth a little as the man mumbled something to himself as he approached the empty sixth grade room. Hand on the knob it took the third twist of his wrist to realize the door was locked. Karim blinked surprised seeing as they’d been unlocked normally on Friday afternoons so classes could be cleaned. Without realizing he’d tried jiggling it a few times. The man consumed in his thoughts also hadn’t registered the noise, be it muffled, coming from the other side of the door. 

“What the-” Scowl deepening in frustration, Karim raised his fist about ready to pound on the door hoping maybe that weird teacher was in there to let him. Stopping only a split second before his fist hit the door when the ex churchman saw the shift of two figures already in the room. 

Karim all but surprised to see the locked door. His mouth dropped nearly down to his loafers when he saw what was happening.

Certainly sat at his desk. Everything looked normal that was save for Karim’s keen eyes going right to your head bobbing up and down just below the lip of the desk. Flush with heat when the dots connected. Selling it when Kurono reached out a hand to place it against the back of your head. Karim seeing in real time as he pushed your head back under the lip of the desk so he couldn’t see you anymore. But with the way he tipped his head back and his lips fell open ever so slightly. Karim had vivid idea of exactly what you were doing.

“Crap-” Ducking to the side of the heavy door, Karim felt the immediate twitch in his slacks. No time wasted to have his cock press against the zipper of his pants as he heard nothing outside the rapid beating of his heart. 

Had he been spotted? Did the door knob make too much noise? Should he rat the two of you out? 

Palms sweaty and pressed to the cool lockers behind him. He tipped his head out down the hall. Scanning to see if any other staff were still up here. Even glancing across the windows at the other corridor, Karim could say you both had incredibly timing to not get caught. So all he had to do was go down to the front office and ruin the fun but...

Upon realizing not one of you had come out to see if there really was someone out here. Karim slowly began wondering if he’d been seen. And as his heart pounded in his chest. Unable to push the thought of your head being pushed down. Or the grip Kurono held on the back of your head. God or the way he tipped his head back knowing that your lips must feel that heavenly. Karim reached down to no surprise. Finding himself aching in his pants. Cock pressed to the fabric. Outline of his length insanely obvious if anyone were to see him. So as he saw it, going to tell on the both of you seemed self incriminating with how his hard on would look just as bad if anyone saw it.

Weighing his options. And not being intruded on. He couldn’t believe he found himself counting. All the way to thirty. Like that was a magical number or something. But as he pressed hard into the metal locker just a few feet from the classroom door. He was beginning to see his peeping was in the clear. He hadn’t been spotted.

No way he could leave with such an obvious problem in his slacks. And with the tempting gift of seeing you in such a compromising position. Karim fought the devils in his mind and lost. Compelled to look once more. Sucking in a breath like that’s what would give him away. Karim eased back into the small window of the door only to immediately be blessed with what he’d hope to find.

You, legs spread as far as could be, in the throws of enjoying your husband’s face between your legs. Karim didn’t even care how obvious it was that he could see Kurono running his tongue up and down your slit. Tongue teasing your entrance just to come back up and circle around your clit. Karim got to see it all. Unable to peel himself away now. 

Hand being shoved down his pants. The music teacher couldn’t control himself. Not when his cock physically hurt with each throbbing twitch. Watching entranced when you raked your fingers through your husband’s hair. Imagining it was his hair that you needed to grip. That it was his tongue ravaging your most delicate parts. Karim licking his lips thinking about the way you tasted as his fist pumped his cock in the confines of his pants.

Then as you looked to be in the throws of your encroaching orgasm. Kurono stopped. Much to Karim’s displeasure. For a second he’d almost forgot he was the peeping tom here. Wanting to bang his fist on the door and tell him to make you cum already. He hardly stopped himself. Squeezing his length in the process and feeling the ooze of slimy precum soaking into his boxers. That was the sliminess that wasn’t coating his fingers.

Something was said. No way he could hear it. Even when he leaned into the door frame. Nothing but muffled. Fist tightly around his cock as he rubbed just his thumb over his sensitive head. Waving his own orgasm just yet. Needing to know exactly what had been whispered between the two of you as he peered into the room. 

Unsure if he’d been caught at this point. So far as to say he didn’t even care. Karim dropped his pants a little. Freeing up his ability to move as he stroked himself. Short, furious strokes over his aching cock. Now he could drag his fingers along the length of himself as his free hand pressed down at the base of his cock. Milking himself in a downward motion uncaring about the precum that drooled from his tip as he watched the next act unfold.

You, no longer on the desk. Instead wiggling out of your panties as Kurono moved up on the desk. Getting between his legs to share a passionate kiss. His pale hand guiding you to his cock. Setting the pace at which to stroke him as your lips remained locked. The hand that wasn’t guiding your strokes happened to find its way up to the mess of hair at the nap of your neck. Holding you close as the kiss grew messy and needy. Just as Karim’s strokes did. Repeatedly licking his lips as he jerked himself off to the thought of your plump lips on his of all things.

Finally the two of you broke apart. Kurono laying back on his desk. You very obviously crawling up on top of him. Karim getting a full view of your soaked slit as you wiggled your ass in the direction of the door. Unaware completely if he had been figured out. Only pressing harder into the door as he picked up the pace of his fist around his cock.

Having to fight off everything in him. Karim clasped his free hand over his mouth as an embarrassingly low moan bubbled up in his chest when he saw you sink down on your husband’s cock. Slipping so perfectly into your velvety wet walls. Karim could have covered his own fist in cum right then and there. Knowing if you’d ever slip down on his cock like that, he’d blow his load immediately. Nearly cursing Kurono that he could keep his composure that well with your cunt all around him. It was all he ever thought about. Gushy, gummy walls milking his cock. Karim consumed by the thought with his fingers gliding up and down his length. Slowly coming to stroke himself in time to the way you rode him.

Muffled pleasurable noises behind the door. Karim could just barely hear your moaning. And the way you didn’t hide it either. Head thrown back and hips working double time to meet the snap of your husband’s hips. Karim pumped his cock to the rhythm of Kurono’s cock being driven into you. Tightening his fingers around himself slowly as you looked to come undone each passing second. 

“S-Shit- Shit shit-” Karim hadn’t spare a thought of what to do if he did cum. 

It was hopeless to stop though. Glued to the window when your body began to tremble. Thighs first. Your tummy and tits jiggling with Kurono’s thrusts. Your hands being drug down his chest and your lips open as pleasure came crashing down on you. Karim couldn’t focus between the idea of pumping his cum into your warm insides or feeding it all to you with those glossy eyes looking up at him. Finally giving in as he watched you climax on your husband’s cock and his desk. Utterly convulsing while Kurono held you down on his lap and fucked you right through it. Extending your orgasm past anything he could do as Karim forced his teeth to bite down on the fat of his thumb. Muffling his own noises as he looked down only for a second. To see the first thick rope of cum spray against the door in front of him. His legs shaking and his breath hitching. Karim watched a couple more spurts splash against the wood of the door before looking up. Stroking himself right to the point of insanity as he saw Kurono’s hips push up into you. 

You all but dead weight on him now. The man rutting into you. Holding you close. And upon just a spare closer look Karim could see his cock twitch. Turning the music teacher on to no end to think about all his cum pour into your now twitching cunt. Dreaming of how good it would feel to add his own to the mess. Mix it up in you. Or even watch Kurono push it back into you with his cock. Karim realized he was stroking his drooling half hard cock be the time both of you seemed to have let out one big sigh and relax on top of one another.

Suddenly snapped back to reality. Karim saw the cum dripping down the door. So very obvious as the thick globs stayed together until they hit the floor. His hand no better with the cum that hadn’t made it on the door frame. Only to coat his fingers and make everything musky and slick. 

In a moment of panic. And forgetting what it was he had come down here to do in the first place. Karim fumbled to yank his slacks back up. Forgetting for a second to be silent as he reefed on his zipper and tried to duck out of the way of the window. In such a frenzy to not get caught he slipped past the door. Rushing the bathroom to clean up the mess and make it out of the school building before either of you did. 

Utterly not seeing the missing instrument he was looking for right next to Kurono’s desk. Placed so pristinely on the first desk in the front. As though it was waiting for someone to come and get it at just the right time...

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[therantingfangirl]

There's no way to come up with a nickname based on my username...trust me, we've tried. Just call me Kenna!

Requests are opening soon! I will write NSFW and SFW. I live and breathe angst, and I absolutely love fluff when I'm in the right mood for it. When my requests open, I will write a new posts with rules and more information regarding what I will be writing.

AO3 | Masterlist | Rules

My OC:

Kurono Uzumaki Daiki Kazama Mamorou Kazama

Kinktober 2021 (I hate to admit that I'm still working on these)

Fandoms I write for:

Naruto Fruits Basket Tokyo Revengers Hunter x Hunter

Anime I love, in no particular order:

Naruto, Hunter x Hunter, Tokyo Revengers, Assassination Classroom, Fruits Basket, Bleach, Attack on Titan, My Hero Academia, Demon Slayer, Jujutsu Kaisen, Violet Evergarden

Other nerdy things I love:

Fantasy books, greek mythology (especially Medusa, Persephone, and Hades), Iron Man, Hawkeye, Batman, Jason Todd, Harley Quinn, Lord of the Rings, Game of Thrones

Not-so-nerdy-things I love:

Dogs, rock music, punk music, the color black, tattoos, piercings, colored hair, baking, cooking, fluffy blankets, and travelling

My favorite characters that I would love to write for:

Naruto—Kankuro, Itachi, Deidara, Kisame, Konan, Obito, Hidan, Kakuzu, Sasori, Gaara, Temari, Genma, Kiba, Kakashi, Anko, Ino, Madara, Shikamaru, Shino (@justmyownreality is completely to blame for that one), and Suigetsu Fruits Basket—Hatsuharu, Kyo, Yuki, Shigure, and Hatori Tokyo Revengers—Draken, Mitsuya, Mikey, Baji, Kazutora, and Chifuyu Hunter x Hunter—Chrollo, Illumi, and Hisoka

Characters I won't write for:

Naruto—Sasuke, Danzo, Hanzo, Karin, and Hiruzen Fruits Basket—Kisa and Hiro Hunter x Hunter—I will write for Gon and Killua, but NOT if it's smut

Things I won't write about:

incest, pedophilia, rape, sexual assault of any kind, defecation, and piss

Please, be aware of the potential for spoilers for anything that I fangirl over. I will tag spoilers, but I cannot guarantee that you will not see any in a fic that I post!

I am a 25-year-old, bisexual, cis white woman. I try my best at writing things for a diverse audience, but I may not be able to fully expound upon certain experiences. Feel free to ask for authors that may be able to fit what you're looking for better, and I will do my best to find you one! My reader-inserts are female, but I do not include ANY descriptions. I can write gender neutral, if it is requested. I'd prefer not to write the reader as male, since that is not what I am familiar with.

Minors and ageless blogs, do not interact with any NSFW posts. I do not solely post NSFW so this space isn't necessary unwelcome, but it is present and you should proceed with caution.

This post is subject to change as time passes.

I do not give permission to anyone to copy any of my information or writing for themselves.

I love to rant and talk about the things I love, so feel free to talk to me about them, either anon or not!

Beautiful avatar by my ride or die, love of my life, and would be my bride if she hadn’t found herself a husband: @mortyvongola2-0

#fanfiction writer #reader insert #naruto oc #naruto fanfiction #fruits basket fanfiction #tokyo revengers fanfiction #hunter x hunter fanfiction #the ranting fangirl writes #the ranting fangirl #the ranting fangirl navigation #about me

[certified-boyliker]

Cute Teacher (Chronostasis x M!Reader)

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“I’m doing this for Kai. I’m doing this for Kai. I’m doing this for Kai.”

“Uncle Hari, c’mon!”

“I cannot believe I’m doing this for Kai.”

[earlier...]

“Hari, I need you to take my child to a parent-teacher meeting tonight.”

Kurono turned to his boss, his mask hiding the anger and confusion “You want me to what? Why?”

“Tatsumi’s mom is out, and I have a meeting. I’d ask Nemoto or Setsuno, but they’re both doing something. And Rappa and Mimic would just raise questions.”

Kurono sighed and resigned his position, and left, carrying the young girl.

[present...]

“C’mon, my class is waiting!”

“Ugh, I’m sure the meeting hasn’t started yet.”

When he walked in the classroom, he saw four or five families looking at artworks, desks, and books. Kids were socializing and dragging their parents around, Kurono just prayed that Carrie would just do the former.

“Mister (L/N)!”

He looked up from the child, and saw a pretty man with a kind smile on his face. 

“Ah! Are you Mr. Chisaki?”

“No, I’m Mr. Kurono, Chisaki couldn’t make it today. He had a meeting that sprung up at the last minute and his wife was required to stay late at her jo-”

“He’s my Uncle Hari!”

Kurono was most likely blushing by this point, but it was quickly overtaken by anger when Carrie said that, but the man smiled, and giggled.

“I’m Mister (Y/N) (L/N). I’m her teacher, and I just wanted to say, cause I assume you’ll be telling him, that his daughter is wonderful!”

“I would guess so, her parents are wonderful, so she would be.”

The man giggled and Hari furrowed his brows, but they shot up when he saw your kind face.

“I take you didn’t actually wanna come here?”

“No, it’s not that... it was just so unexpected.”

He smiled again, “It was nice to talk to you, but I see another family walking in, and I’ll see you later.”

“Yeah...”

Kurono watched the man walk away. He was so beautiful. He had lovely hair, and vibrant eyes. He had a smile that lit up the entire world, and he was slowly slipping-

“Uncle Hari, wanna see my drawing?”

Kurono was snapped back to reality, “Huh?! Oh, yeah.”

When they sat down, Hari was once again, spacing out and staring at the teacher. He was so stunning, and he wanted to know him even more. He hadn’t realized the meeting was over, until he felt his sleeve get pulled on by Carrie. 

“C’mon! Oh! Tashiro!”

He saw the girl rush over to her friend and saw the kids meeting up, and he stood up, stretching his back.

“Heh, sorry about the chairs, sir.”

He looked down, and saw you. He blushed and smiled at him.

“It’s fine, just not what I’m used to.”

When all the parents and students were gone, Kurono and you stayed back.

“I noticed you were looking at me, so I made this.”

He handed Hari a slip of paper, and he blushed when he saw the number.

“Uh, I-I’ll call you.”

“Talk to you later, Hari Kurono.”

“You too.”

As he drove the kid back, he looked at the rambling girl.

“He has the fluffiest kitten you’ve ever seen! I can’t wait to see mom and dad back home!”

Hari screeched to a stop at the compound, slowly turning to the girl.

“I thought your mom was working till 1 am tonight and Kai was still in his meeting?”

“Oh... they did tell me to remember that.”

Hari. Couldn’t. Believe it. He just took their child to see their teacher, while they stayed home. He stormed into the compound, walked to the sitting room and glared at the couple who were playing Shogi as he set Carrie down.

“You two!”

“Hello Hari, I assume that Carrie is doing good?”

“She is doing wonderfully, but you two were trying to set us up?!”

“Well, Carrie thought it was good idea, and she wanted to see her teacher be happier than he already was, and she just wanted to see you happy!”

“And now I owe my wife ¥250, cause I assume you got her number.”

“Yes, I did.”

“Told ya, babe.”

“Shut up, angel. But thank you Hari.”

“Yeah, whatever.”

Secretly, he was happy that he did meet (Y/N), and he was going to call him.

#chronostasis x reader #hari kurono x reader #chronostasis #hari kurono #bnha x reader #mha x reader #male reader #m reader #— ❝ now presenting ❞

[mrskurono]

Hi hi, hope your doing alright it honestly nice hear how tour life is going when i so read some stuff ever so often 👉🏼👈🏼

But i wonder how much fun jt would be to play with victor or jokers hair. You get the right spot to with your hands under there hair while scratching. They just go limp and all soft. Ahhh 😩😩 i wanna cuddle them so bad and just play with hair give them kisses and nibbles on the neck.

It's surprises the shit outta me that any of you read my weird shit about my life 😅 I see moots out there like, fucking their professors, having black out weekends and doing wild ass shit. And I'm just a stay at home mom with a mouthy toddler lol I'm not an exciting person but I hope it provides some entertainment!

tbh between Dr. Stone episodes I'm rewatching the Haijima arc (heh) and highkey Viktor is really the reason I'm growing my hair back out to match his heh.

Playing with Joker's hair is always a prelude to something naughty. It's inevitable. The tenderness of your hands trailing up behind the back of his neck. The most vulnerable part of any animal, something he protects during any fight or scuffle like he's a wary animal. So when your touch is drawing up his spine. Parting his hair to the side to reveal the nape of his neck. Joker can't help but stifle the groans in his chest as he sits between your feet. Head dipped down allowing your touch to go further. From your fingertips. To light brushes of your lips along his dark hairline. Kisses trailing down his spine until he just can't contain himself. Always with him whirling around on the ground between your legs to catch your lips on his. Or burying his face between your legs to give your other lips a kiss 😏

Viktor's hair is a source of relaxation for him. He'll scratch his head here and there deep in thought but nothing compares to your touch. When you drag him away from hours of work. Bags under his eyes and nothing but gibberish coming from his mouth. That's when you know he needs to relax. Viktor might reason weakly with you why he can't take a break but it's no match for the moment you scrape your nails across his scalp. That's when the scientist comes undone and melts to your touch. Ready to lay first first on your chest and have the rest of him limp on top of you. All while you tease his curls and brush your fingers through his hair. Inevitably until he falls asleep smashed into your boobs. Probably does snore a little bit but it's kinda cute

#beautiful dark haired men should have their hair played with #i constantly think about touching and smelling kurono's hair #WHAT DOES OKUBO DO TO MAKE THEM LOOK SO TOUCHABLE #artistgurlaurora.♡ #fire force #fire force joker #fire force x reader #joker #viktor licht #viktor licht x reader #enn enn no shouboutai #enen no shouboutai #en en no shōbōtai #en en no shobotai

[simpwriter]

Headconons For Alpha Overhaul, Chronstasis & Toya Setsuno x Omega reader 

Overhaul (Kai Chisaki)

Having Overhaul has your Alpha has its ups and downs.

He cares a lot about your health, making sure his omega is always healthy, too much that it gets to a point were it annoys you.

He loves you and all but doesn't like it when you get too clingy to him due to his germaphobia.

He doesn't mind that you take his stuff for your nest, just make sure you clean them when you're down using them.

Secretly likes it when you ask him to scents stuff for him, but don’t like to admit such a tsundere

If you smell like another Alpha, he will find that person and overhaul them he will then give you a punishment to remind you who you belong to

Chronstasis (Hari Kurono)

Hair is a loving and caring Alpha.

There will be times when he can be harsh with his words but don’t mean it.

You don’t need to ask him to scent stuff for you, because he’s already doing it.

Don’t mind that you're too clingy with him.

If you smell like another Alpha he would immediately question you asking you who have you been with and take out that Alpha.

Toya Setsuno

Toya is the Best Alpha out there.

He is always there for you 24/7.

Will skip work for you.

Wouldn’t mind if you take all of his clothes for your nest finds it adorable

He doesn't mind that you're clingy because he's more clingy than you are.

Loves it when you ask him to scent stuff for you knowing that his scent calms you down.

If you smell like another Alpha he would assume that you're cheating on him, you have to explain to him quickly what happened before things get worse.

#overhaul x reader #alpha #omega #toya setsuno #bnha #toya setsuno x reader #Chronstasis x reader #Chronstasis #hair Kurono #hair Kurono x reader #headcanon

[quirkfics]

Chronostasis and "catch" please?

“Did you ever think I wouldn’t catch you?” Hari asks, his lips soft against your spine, fingers following after, and the motion, the repetitiveness of it is leaving you drowsy. 

“You make it sound like it was a chase,” you murmur through a yawn, arching your back into his touch a bit like a cat. 

“Was it not?” 

“I never thought of it that way. I don’t remember resisting much,” you tease, tilting your head to the side for a kiss on your cheek. 

Hari hums, gently pushing you over until you’re laying on your back, smiling up at him. When he pulls you into the cage of his arms, you suppose he did catch you- you still can’t find it in you to resist.

#quirk writes ficlets #chronostasis x reader #kurono hari x reader #hari kurono x reader #every time EVERY TIME i type hair instead of hari first #gosh dangit #Anonymous

[shig-a-shig-ah]

14 nsfw Overhaul 👀

» pairing: overhaul | chisaki kai x afab!reader

» cw: aphrodisiac quirk, crying, dubcon. 18+, minors DNI.

» wc: 1k

» prompt: “Show me where it hurts.”

Overhaul cares about all his precepts, to a certain extent, but you know he has a soft spot for you especially. It's obvious in the way he looks at you, his golden gaze always seeming to soften, and to linger just a little longer than necessary. Usually you're flattered by those faint hints of special treatment, daydream even that they might turn into something more even despite his reserved nature. Today, however, you find yourself wishing he were just a little more indifferent to you.

When Kurono summoned Kai, the white-haired man had no way of knowing it wasn't actually an injury that had you crying out and writhing in agony—all the others had seen was you collapsing from the effects of some unknown Quirk during the mission.

But it's not an injury, not exactly.

That doesn't mean it doesn't hurt—it absolutely does. Your skin is on fire, the ache between your thighs throbbing and painful, so overwhelming you can barely move, and can't speak at all, can only whimper and squirm while Kurono and Overhaul speak in hushed voices on the other side of the room. Eventually, Overhaul orders everyone else to leave.

He could fix you, probably, with one touch of his ungloved hand, and you suppose that must be the plan, though he looks reluctant when he finally approaches you. You're laying on your bed, squirming, the sheets already sweaty beneath you, and even though you feel like the problem must be obvious, Overhaul seems oblivious to just what has you in such agony. His brow is furrowed with worry as he presses one gloved hand to your forehead, the movement of his lips turning down into a frown obvious even behind his mask.

"You're burning up. Are you in pain?"

You start to shake your head and then stop, nod. Because it hurts, badly—the need that's blossomed in your gut is all-consuming and torturous, so blinding that you can't even properly form some plan to achieve any kind of relief.

Overhaul's brow only wrinkles further. He doesn't ask you to explain, must clearly see that you're incapable of speech, but after a moment he says, "Show me where it hurts."

You hadn't thought it possible for your skin to feel anymore heated, but the burning in your face only worsens when you manage to un-ball one of the fists that had been clutched to your chest, sliding that shaky hand lower and lower until you're cupping your mound. The pressure offers no real relief, but you can't stop yourself from grinding against your own hand, unsatisfactory as it is, whimpering with embarrassment at the undignified display and the feel of your own slick already soaking through your pants.

Through tear-blurred eyes you see Overhaul's brows raise in surprise as he suddenly realizes the exact nature of your problem, but that expression is quickly followed by his features going placid and business-like.

"With Quirk's like these, there's really only one way to stop the effects," he says evenly. You're suddenly aware of gloved fingers unbuttoning your pants, tugging them down over your hips. You mewl in embarrassment, hands scrambling to cover yourself, but Overhaul only clicks his tongue and tugs them away, sliding gloved fingers over your soaked underwear. "I'm doing this to help you."

His eyes meet yours, stern and serious, and you give a small nod, hips humping shamelessly against the pressure of his fingers. Your sex feels swollen and so, so hot, and the friction of his touch already has a knot tightening in your belly, one that has you quickly forgetting just how humiliating this is. You need to cum, need to cum so badly that it's easy to forget the indignity of your position, whining and mewling in desperation as you rut yourself against your boss's hand until your walls are clenching and your clit is throbbing, a choked cry clawing its way up from your throat.

But it's not enough—the faint hints of relief that release brings are short lived and then you're aching again, flushed and unbearably empty, and somewhere through the haze of arousal you can hear yourself managing one single, whimpered word over and over again: please please please.

Overhaul's still watching you, something much more intent in his expression now, the faintest hint of a flush rising on his own face. Then he's peeling off your underwear, groaning at the sight of your folds and hastily undoing his own belt, tugging his pants down to free his cock. It's hard already, precum beading at its reddened tip, and just the sight has your insides throbbing, has you scrambling onto your stomach, back arched and hips raised, tears of desperation streaming down your cheeks.

You keen when he plunges himself into you, stretching you wide with one forceful stroke. You rock yourself back against him when he starts to thrust, doing your best to help him bury himself as deep inside as possible.

"That's right," he murmurs, one hand running soothingly along your back. "Let me help you."

His other hand finds your clit, rubbing circles against that sensitive nub. Your sex is so swollen and tender that it almost hurts, but that slight pain is nothing compared to your insatiable need. All you can do is gasp and pant raggedly, wordless pleas for more. He starts to move faster, the drag of his cock against that spongy spot deep inside sending pressure building, your walls tightening around him until they're spasming again, fluid gushing from your needy cunt as you cum around his cock.

You can hear Overhaul murmur "disgusting" in a tone that sounds half-fascinated despite his words. Then he starts to pound into you harder. You only moan in response—the effects of the aphrodisiac Quirk are starting to abate slightly, but they're nowhere near gone. You're still consumed by arousal, your cunt greedily accepting every one of Overhaul's thrusts as you hurtle towards another peak.

"You know, I could have fixed you with my Quirk," Overhaul admits with only the faintest hints of breathiness when you cum for the third time. "But this is better, isn't it?"

#chisaki x reader #overhaul x reader #chisaki smut #chisaki kai x reader #overhaul smut #overhaul drabble #chisaki drabble #overhaul #chisaki kai #tw: dubcon #tw: aphrodisiacs #tw: dacryphilia #tw: crying #nsft

[whumperooni]

omg i love your todoroki incest fics and i saw you want aizawa and chisaki thirsts,,,we have dadzawa,,,,,so what about kai-nii with quirkless baby sister hehe👉🏼👈🏼

I’ve never written Chisaki before, so please be gentle! m(￣ｰ￣)m

I, uh, also added in some Kurono x Reader because I can’t help but to be self-indulgent;;;;

tags/warnings: tw incest, a bit of angst, drinking, mentions of blood

word count: 4.7k

Lucky- that’s what you are.

Lucky to be adopted by a rich man along with your brother. Lucky to have so many capable men around to protect you from the people that might try to cause you harm just to get to your brother, your father. Lucky to be living in a gilded cage so spoiled and cared for.

Lucky to be quirkless.

Blood drips down the walls and your brother breathes ragged- skin spotting and rage in his eyes, your own staring down at the mess of what used to be a man that’s now ruining a formerly spotless hallway.

Lucky.

You’re very lucky.

Your brother slips his glove back on and places his hand to the small of your back. He begins walking and you follow him without a word- skirting and stepping over the gore littering the floor, staring ahead with a blank face.

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The world is filthy. It’s disgusting. Marred by a plague that everyone is oh too happy to pretend is a miracle.

That’s what your brother tells you.

You don’t really believe it- not really. Quirks are miracles, nightmares. They’re not a plague, though- simply an evolution that no one could have ever predicted.

An evolution that you have been spared.

“Miss? Your brother wishes to see you.”

Wishes to see you? That’s a nice way to say that he’s demanding your presence- ordering you to come to him.

Not that you can mind- as crazed as your big brother may be, you do still love him. He’s your big brother, after all, and he’s always kept you safe, cared for.

You hum and then you nod, dismissing the maid with a lazy wave of your hand.

“Thank you, Saiko.”

The maid bows, low and proper, and then you’re left by yourself, left to sigh and rise from the bath.

You had wanted to soak a little longer, but you musn’t tarry whenever Kai calls for you.

You dry yourself and you take just a moment to smooth lotion over your soft, still warm body.

Floral and sweet, but not overly cloying. It carries the scent of roses and peonies, is laced through with the scent of honey.

It’s your brother’s favorite.

You begin to dress after- humming absently as you slip on your stockings, your garter-belt, your lace adorned bra and panties. You hesitate over an outfit before selecting a simple dress- something that hugs your body gently, keeps you looking ever so innocent.

Kai prefers you to look innocent. Sweet.

Pure.

You’re the daughter of the head of Shie Hassaikai. You’re the sister to Kai Chisaki- the sister of Overhaul. You’re expected to look as a young lady should- put together, soft and gentle, without any sort of flaws in either your appearance or composure.

You cast a critical eye over your reflection and only look away when you’re sure that you’re acceptable, when you’re sure that you look worthy enough to be in the presence of your big brother.

A step out of your bedroom and then you’re flanked by two guards- solemn things that don’t look at you, stony faced men that lead you through the maze that lies underneath your home.

Kai doesn’t like men looking at you- he thinks that they’re unworthy to cast their sordid gazes upon you; he thinks that filthy men shouldn’t taint you with their leers and hungry eyes, their disgusting stares.

Kai may look upon you. Father may look upon you. Kurono may look upon you.

They’re the only the ones.

A soft sigh leaves you and it’s ignored by the men, left to dissipate in the quiet of the hallway. It’s the same hallway you had seen splattered with blood just two days before- now spotless, now unassuming, now without the scarlet gore that pervades your every dream.

Your eyes lower as you walk through the hall and you remind yourself that you are lucky, that you will never meet the grisly fate of being torn asunder by your brother’s quirk.

You are lucky.

Your silent escorts lead you to Kai’s office and then they drift away like ghosts- still without sound, but with a relaxation in their shoulders that you can’t be notice.

It’s a little amusing, almost- you’re certainly not the threat to be feared.

Though, you suppose, it’s the threat of your brother that has them always so, so tense.

A huff escapes from you and you smooth non-existent wrinkles from your dress, raise your hand to knock on a golden, gilded door.

“Nii-san?” you call. “It’s me.”

“Come in.”

A deep breath and a practiced, sweet smile. You open the door to your brother’s office and let it shut behind you, glide over to Kai and press a kiss to his temple.

You’re the only one that can touch him. You’re the only one that can brush your lips along his skin, wrap him in a hug, thread your fingers through his hair.

Lucky. You’re lucky.

“Good morning, nii-san,” you murmur, drifting back around the desk to perch yourself in a chair. You cross your ankles and slide them to the side, smile at him as you fold your hands in your lap. “How are you today?”

“Fine.”

It’s said so dismissively, the word. You’d huff over it- fondly- if you were sure it wouldn’t cause your brother to turn grumpy.

“I’m having a guest over today,” he continues- fingers steepling as he leans back in his seat. You blink at the mention of a guest and your head tilts, curiosity curls through you.

A guest? You wonder who they could be...

“Chrono is going to take you shopping,” Kai informs you. “You won’t be returning until nightfall.”

You blink, again, and press your nails into your hands. Your smile is threatening to grow and you can’t allow that- it’ll make suspicion gather in your brother, unease and distrust.

But, still, the thought of being out of the house for more than a few measly scraps of hours has you lighting up- excited and giddy.

It’s been so long since Kai has allowed you away for more than an hour, two. Yes, you’ll be with a guard- one with sharp eyes and a presence almost as imposing as your big brother- but it’s still such a treat for you.

The curiosity over the guest gets forgotten in a flash and you nod- maybe just a little too enthusiastically- as Kai soaks in your reaction.

“Yes, nii-san,” you practically chirp. “When should I be ready to leave?”

“You have an hour,” he tells you. “Chrono will come get you when it’s time.”

Another nod from you and Kai dismisses you with a wave of his hand. You press a kiss to his cheek and offer him a murmur of “have a nice day” and then you leave the office.

As soon as the door closes behind you, you press a hand to your mouth and stifle a giddy giggle, beam despite the presence of another escort waiting for you just outside the room.

A day out? How lucky.

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“Kurono, do you think nii-san would like this?”

Grey eyes flick to the tie you’re holding up and the man nods- obviously bored, obviously uncaring.

He knows Kai, though, and you trust his judgement as much as you trust your own when it comes to your big brother.

You hand the tie off to the waiting shop attendant and then turn your attention to cuff-links, tie pins. Kurono trails after you- silent, still a little bored- and he watches over you as you pick out little gifts for your brother.

You should be shopping for yourself, you know. But you’ve already picked out dresses, shoes, jewelry, perfume, makeup- you really don’t need any more than you already have. You have more than enough and you know that Kai never has time to shop for himself- you’re happy to pick up a few things for him.

You’re happy in general, actually. It’s a sunny day and the shops are fun, quiet and blessedly without too many people crowding them. Earlier, you had dragged Kurono into a cafe and had giggled your way through coffee as you watched the stoic man slowly eat a jelly filled pastry.

He had almost looked pleased then and it had struck you that Kurono is a handsome man.

A handsome man that will never be allowed to grow close to you. A handsome man that is unworthy of you.

Still, though, he’s one of the very few that Kai trusts without reservation. He’s one of the very few allowed to keep his gaze on you, follow your movements with careful scrutiny. 

Which he does- he watches quietly as you shop, watches quietly as you flit to and fro between stores. He gives his opinion whenever you ask if Kai would like this or that and he waits patiently whenever you try on clothes, rakes his grey gaze over you whenever you twirl out of the dressing room. He listens as you comment on the garments and hums when he approves of them, raises a brow when you dare to try on a pair of jeans, a few things that aren’t soft and sweet but brash and sexy.

He doesn’t say anything when you bust out of the dressing room in the clothes you’ve never been allowed to wear and you get to enjoy yourself- giggle and grin as you look over a reflection that seems almost like a completely different person.

It’s fun, it’s nice, and you let yourself play dress up for longer than you should, costume yourself with a lightness in your heart that you can’t ever really remember feeling.

After you’ve tried on the last of the clothes, you begin to sort through them and pick out which ones you want to buy. A few dresses, a sweater and a couple of skirts, a coat you’ll need for winter. Your hands linger on the jeans and you bite your lip as you trail your fingers over denim, feel a quiet sadness swirl through your veins.

“The boss won’t like those.”

The sudden voice has your shoulders jumping and you twist your head back to look at Kurono- bite into your lip deeper when you catch the disapproval in his eyes, the knowing look that he gives you.

Shoulders slumping, you sigh and nod, let him take the jeans from your grasp.

“I know,” you mumble. “I know.”

Kurono nods and you look away from him, turn your attention toward the waiting attendant and offer her one of your well practiced smiles.

“Just these, please,” you tell her. “And can you give me a recommendation for a kimono boutique?”

The woman nods, picking up the clothes, and she begins to chatter away in a soft voice. You only half hear it- smiling and nodding, looking off in a distracted daze- and you swallow whenever you feel your throat constrict, force your smile a bit bigger.

You’ve been able to buy so many nice things today. You’ve been able to shop and enjoy fresh air, wander through a city to your heart’s delight.

You’re lucky.

You’re...you’re lucky.

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“It’s time to go home.”

Already?

You look out the window and find the sky dusky and hewn with purple, orange, dark streaks of blue. The moon is faint in the distance and the streetlights are kicking on, neon is beginning to light up the city.

Nightfall. You suppose you have reached the limit of the day’s freedom.

Quietly, you nod and lay your chopsticks on the plate in front of you, reach for your wine as Kurono waves the waitress over.

You down the wine, the meal gets paid, and then you’re led to the car.

It’s a bittersweet feeling that curls through you as Kurono drives toward your home. You had a wonderful day- a fun day- and you’re thrilled that you got to enjoy it.

That just makes it harder to return home, though, and you’re left sighing softly as buildings and streets pass by in a blur.

It’ll be nice to take a bath and slip into bed, at least- the day was nice but you’re tired from it, made sleepy from a good meal and rich wine.

You’re ready to rest.

When you get home, maids are waiting for you. They gather your shopping bags and listen to your murmured instructions, flit off with their tasks once you’re done. A yawn slips from you as you watch them wander off and a soft, startled noise follows after when you feel the lightest pressure against the middle of your back.

“Inside,” Kurono tells you- eyes meeting yours, his own so impassive as he watches your cheeks flush, your lashes flutter, nervousness gather and grow over your face.

He’s not supposed to touch you. No one is supposed to touch you save for Kai. Hands other than his are filthy and unclean, disgusting and foul.

They’re dirty and impure.

And, now, so are you.

A tremble runs through you and your breath hitches, your very soul quakes. Something burns down low and you have to turn your face away from Kurono, squeeze your eyes shut as your thighs press together.

Filthy. Dirty. Disgusting.

You’re not allowed to feel like this. You’re not allowed to be touched like this- even if it’s so innocent, without any sort of malicious or selfish intent.

Only your brother can touch you. Only...only him...

Kurono nudges you and a whimper catches in your throat, your feet stumble forward.

You should tell Kai- you have to tell Kai. You need to tell Kai.

But then- but then Kurono will be punished and you don’t- you don’t want his blood on your hands. You can’t have his blood on your hands.

Why did he- why did he-

Your heels click over wooden floors as you enter into your home. Kurono trails after you- distance proper, hands to himself- and you try to convince yourself that maybe the touch didn’t happen, that maybe you had just imagined it.

(His hand had been warm. Your brother’s hands are always so cold.)

Kurono only leaves once you get to the bedroom. You’re left to be watched over by your maids then and you burrow yourself in instructing them where to put your new clothes, the new trinkets you had picked up. They lay the things you had picked out for your brother on your bed and you stare at those tokens of affection once they leave.

Something sick pulses through you and you grab your arms, stab perfectly manicured nails into your skin.

“Saiko,” you call out. “Saiko!”

The door opens and your maid scurries in- eyes wide from the harshness of your call, worry all across her face. Guilt snips at you and you flinch, swallow and try to offer her a smile.

“Can you- can you draw a bath?” you ask- voice croaking, laced with a tinge of panic as you try your best not to order the maid you have always tried so hard to be kind to. “And- and can you please fetch a bottle of wine? Red, please...”

“Yes, miss...”

Saiko turns away and then she pauses, looks over her shoulder at you with worry still showing in her puckered brow, her pressed lips.

“Miss,” she asks softly, “are you...alright?”

The question, honestly, startles you a little. No one ever really asks if you’re alright and the concern is touching, has you feeling even more guilty for your near harsh call to her earlier.

You force your smile to grow and you nod- tight, tense, eyes beginning to prickle.

“I’m fine, Saiko,” you reassure her. “It’s...it was just a long day.”

Saiko hesitates but she nods after a moment and then she leaves, then you’re left to sink onto your bed and bury your head in your hands.

You begin to cry in the solitude of your room- shoulders shaking and your insides all twisted up, guilt and panic and a screaming confusion searing through you.

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The water is warm. The bubbles are starting to fade away. The wine bottle is near empty next to the tub.

You take a sip of wine and your head lolls against the rim of the tub, your flushed cheek presses against porcelain. It’s cool despite the heat of the bath- cool like your brother’s hand, cool like the panic that had blossomed in you earlier.

You almost can’t remember the panic from before- not with the haze you’re in, not with the way your mind is so fuzzy and slow.

You can still remember the faint touch of a hand, though, and it makes you shiver, just a bit, makes your lashes flutter.

Warm hands, cold eyes, an uncaring face.

Kurono is so much like your brother...

Another shiver and your legs brush against each other- slip and slide over one another.

A soft sound disrupts the quiet of the room and you blink heavily as your big brother enters into the bathroom.

He looks...tired? Tired but- but pleased? Why is he...

Oh...oh. The guest- maybe that had- maybe that had gone well...

“Nii-san...?”

Kai hums and he draws closer to you, looks over your flushed cheeks and hazy eyes, your soft body barely concealed by the lingering bubbles. His eyes flit to the wine bottle nearby and he huffs, tilts his head as he watches you give another slow, heavy blink.

“Angel...did you have a nice day?”

Angel, angel. He so rarely calls you by that petname. Kai only uses it when he’s in a good mood, only uses it in poisoned softness before he punishes you.

You shudder and your legs rub against each other, a soft noise leaves you as you nod.

“Yes, Kai-nii,” you mumble. “It was...was nice. I...I got you some presents...”

Another hum and he crouches beside the tub. You can smell his cologne now and it’s nice, so nice- clean and strong just like him.

“I saw them,” he tells you, eyes still on you- eyes staring at you with something you can’t quite puzzle out. “Such a good sister I have to think of me while she’s out.”

The praise has your breath hitching, but the touch of his ungloved hand has you mewling- his palm so very cool against your flushed cheek. 

“Why are you drinking in the bath?” he asks you.

Your mind doesn’t process the question for a moment- you’re too busy nuzzling into his palm, soaking up the attention as your craving to be touched is fed. You blink whenever you finally comprehend what he had asked and a quiet whine leaves you.

“Because I’m...’cause I’m dirty...”

Golden eyes narrow and you whimper whenever his hand tightens on your face, feel a far off panic start to sound deep within you.

“Dirty?”

You nod, whimpering again, and your lashes wet whenever you blink, you sniffle like a pathetic little thing.

“Dirty,” you whisper. “D-dirty. Filthy.”

Your thighs press together and the water sloshes in the tub, a shudder runs through you as something down low begins to pulse.

You’re rotten.

“And why are you dirty?”

The question is icy, accusing. It has you whimpering again and your fingers curl along the edge of the tub, grip it tight. Even in your drunken state, you know that you can’t be truthful- you know that you can’t tell your big brother of a casual touch.

“Because- because-”

You cut yourself off with a whine and your lashes flutter as the image of a warm hand on your thigh flashes through your mind, you squirm in tub and make the water ripple. Kai’s gaze darts toward those ripples and then roams over your body, fall toward your pressing thighs.

“Ah,” he murmurs, “I see.”

Before you can even blink, his hand is dipping under the water and between your legs, drawing up to cup your silken crux. You mewl, softly, and your hips rock against his hand, your head tilts back with a quiet moan.

A hum sounds from your brother and he thumbs across your slit slowly, watches as your cheeks flush even darker.

“You should have come to me, angel,” he tells you- a finger slipping in and curling.

“Didn’t- oh- didn’t wanna bother you, nii-san,” you mumble- words stumbling, catching on the half life. You really hadn’t wanted to bother him- you hadn’t wanted to go and ruin his day by tattling on his subordinate, hadn’t wanted to face the possibility of death and rebirth staining your hands, your brother’s. “You had- had such a big day...”

“And so did you,” he huffs, another finger dipping into your puffy insides. “Tell me what you did today.”

“Went- went shopping,” you whimper, clenching around his digits, trembling as he continues to grind his thumb over your clit. “I- I got dresses and- and a kimono and- and things for nii-san...”

It ends with a whine- your back arching and your fingers flexing, your head lolling as pleasure starts to blossom within.

“You were thinking of me.”

You nod, chest moving with a tiny pant, and you look up at your brother with a fuzzy, flushed gaze. His face is almost unreadable- eyes still narrowed, mouth hidden by his mask, just the barest tint of pink brushed along his cheeks.

“Y-yes,” you mewl, hips twitching as he curls his fingers deep inside. “W-Was thinking of you...wanted- was thinking what would make nii-san happy...”

If he was another man, Kai might groan from the words. He just breathes deep instead and stuffs another finger inside of you, watches as you gasp and fall apart from his touch.

Under the water, his hand is warm. Feels good, has you imagining things and people that you shouldn’t.

A moan leaves you and Kai grunts as you clench even tighter around his digits, squirm and almost splash him with water. He slips his fingers from you and you whine softly- upset and pleading as you look up at him pouting, trembling lips. He steps away from the tub and you try to follow after him- drunken and heavy, your body squeaking against porcelain.

Kai strips before you- eyes greedily drinking in your need, your trembling form. You bite your lip as his clothes fall to the floor and you whimper as he slides off his mask, reach toward him with a mewl that he huffs over.

“Make room.”

You scramble to comply- water splishing and splashing- and Kai steps into the tub, sinks down and crooks a finger toward you.

It’s a good thing that the tub is so big- that makes it easier to seat yourself on his lap, grind against his hard cock in fumbling, clumsy rocks. You only still once he places a hand to your cheek and you look up at him through heavy lashes, press tight against his palm as you try to keep from collapsing against him.

Kai is...Kai is so handsome. Handsome and sharp and strong and fierce. He’s such a protective brother, so possessive and strict.

But that’s because he loves you. He loves you. Otherwise he wouldn’t do all this, right?

...right?

Kai’s hands fall on your hips and he lifts you, makes you stay on unsteady knees as he lines his cock up with your soaked hole. He puts his hands on your shoulders and he pushes against them, forces you down so his cock can press into your cunt, slip deep inside.

The stretch has you whimpering, keening and tossing your head back. Underneath your noises, you can hear your big brother grunt as you clench around his cock.

When you try to start to ride him, Kai squeezes your waist and forces you back down, smirks as a pleading sob slips from your lips.

You look at him, eyes teary, and Kai cups your face, thumbs along your heated cheeks.

“Such a tight, wet pussy,” he rumbles out. “So warm and wet for nii-san.”

Yes, no. You’re wet for him, wet for-

“Kai...”

He breathes in deep at your whine, grinds his cock up into you and grunts when your nails curl and scratch along his chest. You don’t ride hi though you want to- even if you’re drunk, you know that you can’t disobey your big brother.

“Do you like nii-san filling your dirty pussy with his cock?” Kai asks, thumbs digging into your cheeks when you whimper, sniffle.

Dirty. You’re dirty.

He knows that you’ve been soiled.

A tiny sob slips from you and you nod, clench around him even as fear prickles at your pleasure, threatens it.

“Y-yes! L-like it- love it!”

Something in his expression relaxes- something you can barely see through your teary eyes, your blurry gaze. His lips find your jaw and they travel lower- hands flexing along your waist and teeth nipping at your neck whenever you moan.

“K-Kai-nii...Kai-nii, please...”

You can feel his cock twitch inside of you, can feel his breathing stutter against your throat.

His hips roll in a languid rock and you gasp, tilt your head back as your lashes flutter. Kai’s fingers thread through your hair and he pushes your head forward again, lets your head loll in his hold as he forces you to look at him with a hazy gaze.

“My pretty little angel,” he murmurs, hips continuing their slow, slow roll and eyes taking in your trembling lips. “You know you’re nothing but pure, right? You know you’re the only pure thing in this disgusting world.”

No. No, you’re not. You’ve never been pure. You will never be pure.

No one is. Nothing is.

A whine leaves you and you shake your head- hair pulling taut in his hold, pressing need making your insides flutter even if upset curls through you.

Kai huffs and he pushes your face close to his, has you gasping as molten gold stares through you.

“You’re pure,” he insists in a rumble. “Pristine. Clean. Immaculate.”

Each word drips with praise, is coupled with a thrust of his cock. That has pleasure rising again, that has it eclipsing the upset scattered all through you. You keen and Kai growls, fucks up into you hard and has you collapsing against him, whining.

“So fucking- so fucking pure,” he mutters, hands falling to your hips again and gripping tight as he humps into your cunt. “Only pure thing. Only clean thing. Only- angel!”

It’s too much. You’re too drunk and too wracked with guilt and fear. Your mind is swirling with the pleasure of being fucked and filled by your brother’s cock. It’s hot now in the tub and you’re flushed from head to toe- crying out and squirming as your body races to orgasm.

“F-fuck- Kai!”

A growl and he slams into you- water sloshing out of the tub as brother and sister come together.

The force of it has you dizzy- so dizzy- and you nearly faint as you slump against your brother, as you pant and whimper and tremble.

Kai breathes hard, too- though he’s not as dramatic- and his hand reaches up to card ever steady fingers through your hair.

It’s a blur after that. You’re so soft and sleepy, so fuzzy from it all. You barely notice whenever Kai calls Kurono in and you certainly don’t notice when grey eyes tighten at the sight of your nude body pressed against your brother’s.

It’s nothing new to him. It’s nothing new to any of Kai’s eight bullets.

You nuzzle against your brother as Kurono cleans the water up from the floor and you sigh as Kai lifts you, sits you on the sink. Another bath is ran and your brother scrubs you down, scrubs himself down too.

He scrubs you so hard that your skin almost bleeds, scrubs himself that hard too.

You whimper through it and Kai ignores your pained little noises except to place light kisses to your temple.

You’re soft and relaxed again by the time he ushers you to bed- eyes unable to stay open and body limp in his arms.

You’re laid down on silken sheets- moonlight spilling over your body, sighs of contentment leaving you. Kai’s body is warm whenever he lays next to you and he allows you to curl up close, lets you rest your head on his chest in a way no one else will ever be allowed.

He strokes over your hair as you drift off and your last thoughts are of the cum slowly seeping from you, of eyes flicking from grey to gold, of how lucky you are to still be alive, of how filthy you truly are.

#Anonymous #overhaul x reader #kurono x reader #rooni's shit #tw incest

[yuichi-ro]

Kurono x fem!Reader

cw: pure yuichee.♡ bullshit, fem!Reader, manga spoilers, my own headcanon about Kurono loosing his arm, sfw, unedited word count: 1.7k ─I’ve been meaning to write this exact scenario but today I finally need it’s comfort

The sky was so blue. 

Bluer than you ever recalled it being before the world ended. What perhaps sold it’s vibrancy was the odd feathered creature soaring above it all. When it flapped it’s wings you instinctively blinked. Shielding your eyes even. Almost out of habit. One you’d certainly never had prior. 

Eyes dilating from tiny pinholes and sight returning to normal from the shade of you hand. Just the way the bird above you stirred the air under it’s wings. You were sent right back into the suddenness of what had happened.

Their names left your lips fast than the bird above you could flap away, “Kurono!? Kurono, Nataku?!” 

No idea what happened between the world ending. And now your two feet planted so squarely on the ground within the Tokyo Empire. That didn’t matter. This could be a fevered dream seconds away from your brain shutting off for good. If it was you didn’t care. Not once your eyes fell onto the familiar faces a few yards away.

“Ms. y/n!” Nataku’s brilliant orange hair as vibrant as you recalled it. His eyes lighting up even more when they landed on you. The youth was scrambling in your direction. Tears in both your eyes when you met him half way. Collapsing into him just as you wrapped him up in your arms. 

“Nataku you’re ok!” Words utterly saturated in sniffles. Tears streaming down your cheeks much to your dismay. Clinging with a titian grip onto Nataku with your nose being buried in the top of his head.

What choking sobs robbed you of your words. You cradled his head to your chest. Uncaring if you crushed the boy in the meanwhile. So happy to see him in one piece. The only thing that could top that was the man standing above the two of your collapsed forms on the ground.

“Y-Yuichiro-” His name not even able to make it past your lips without being interrupted by tears. Fat globs of them running down your cheeks when you looked up at the familiar angular face. If that wasn’t enough, you hardly had a care in the world when your nose began to drip.

Throwing yourself onto him. Arms clasping around him as your legs barely worked. Lurked forward just enough to allow Kurono to catch you as you brought him to the ground with you. Death grip on his frame when the sobs came uncontrollably now. 

Shoulders shuddering in his embrace. You’d never even cried in front of him like this. In front of no one. And yet, you couldn’t stop yourself.

“...y-you’re ok.” Lips quivering in an undeniable dip when you looked at him. Searching his face knowing the man before you was him and not an imposter or a doppelgänger or anything. Just Kurono in your grasp and that made your tears well up even more, “I don’t want to do that again.”

“You’re telling me.” Kurono looked down at you squishing him, “I don’t get paid enough to die.”

“No you idiot.” You shook your head bringing up a hand to cup his pale cheek, “I mean ever be without you. I don’t care if my life is flashing before my eyes I don’t-”

“What the-” He stopped your words. An odd shift happening in the air. Even looking back you saw Nataku looking at the hand under his protective sleeve. Kurono reached for his bandage arm, “What is this?”

“Your arm-” You dropped the touch against his cheek to the arm in question. Even with your grip on his wrist and Kurono’s scowl the arm in question wasn’t moving, “Kurono your fingers-”

“I can’t move them.” He shifted some of his shoulder but his tephrosis arm remained utterly motionless, “My arm its-

Your own fingers gently cupping his hand. No one understood or knew what to do as the carbonized arm slowly chipped away. Not to reveal anything under it either. In fact it was flaking away like a used piece of fire wood. The more you tried to handle his arm the more it turned to ask before your very eyes. Leaving absolutely nothing in it’s wake but the ashes filtering off your guy’s lap in the gentle breeze.

“I can’t use my powers- And Mr. Kurono’s arm-” Nataku trembled in his shoes next to you unsure of what was happening only moments after being brought back to the world. 

As you panicked about what was happening. The most peculiar thing bubbled up in front of both pyrokenetic uses. An orb. Like nothing you’d seen before. Twisting twirl of a tail from it’s fat little sphere of a body. The light cast off it’s flicking surface was warm. Like that of a little fire.

“I think-” You couldn’t believe you were saying this at all, “I think that’s your pyrokentic abilities.”

They floated up towards the sky. Leading the three of you to follow their little trails upwards. Finding that those two were one of many. Odd fluttering little souls all funneling together in the same area. And as you all looked in the general direction of where they were going. One thing was clearly understandable. 

“They’re gone.” Kurono couldn’t help but stare at where his arm was just moments before and the odd phantom feeling that resonated within the empty sleeve, “We’re all weak now.”

Above you the powers or spirits or whatever one was going to call them. Bumped and fluttered across the blue sky. Such a vibrant contrast only making you squint harder so it didn’t hurt your eyes. In front of you Kurono. To your side Nataku staring up with you. All three of you together.

All over again the tears began. But the twitching frown on your lips didn’t join in. Just the thick streams of tears rolling down your cheeks as you reached out to grab Kurono’s only hand. Squeezing it  as the tears trickled down your jawline and down your neck. 

“Well,” Kurono broke the silence without an ounce of emotion reflecting in his tone, “If that’s the case then we might as well get married sooner than later. I’ll be switching careers anyways, Haijima owes me for this though.”

Stunning your tears into stopping. You dropped your gaze to the man in front of you. Blinking the glassy film over your eyes and seeing the very serious expression on the man before you. His words hitting you far too many seconds after he said them.

“You waited until the end of the world to say that?” You managed with a smile contrasting the tears dribbling down your face, “I don’t know how well Oguru’s going to take that.”

Kurono shook his head and reached out with his only hand to wipe his thumb over your tear slick cheek, “Already got it approved, told him I’m quitting the day after the world ended. Besides, it’s not my job anymore the worlds saved.”

Bubbling up in your chest the laughter started subtle. Only to cascade into a gaggle of giggles as you cupped the back of his hand. Making him press his palm flush against your tear stained cheek. Laughing like a fool all while Kurono’s lips turned up into the softest smile anyone could have missed if they weren’t paying attention close enough, “I’ll marry you on one condition.” Kurono’s eyes lightened ever so slightly at this and you smiled, “I get to change careers too.”

“I’m selfish,” Kurono leaned in, utterly exhausted at this point, resting his forehead against yours as his eyes closed, “All I want is to come home to you. Every day.”

Heart clenching you reached up to drape your arms over his shoulders. Nuzzling your forehead against his and feeling his bangs rub against your skin, “That sounds like a promotion to me.”

“So we have a deal?”

Letting your fingertips trace down his neck you dipped down a little to break your forehead away from his. Just to push your lips up against his in return in the same moment. Kissing the reaper like you’d done a million times before. But for the very first time in this reborn life. 

“That is very much the perfect deal.” You mumbled against his lips. Feeling Kurono smile against them before pressing back into you. His own arms curling around your torso and holding you close until the kiss was interrupted with the scuffling shoe of the boy next to you.

 Nataku looking down. And albeit lost for the moment. Raised his head to meet both of you staring at him. He had no idea what to say but the tears threatening his lashes said it all.

Reaching out and snagging him. Bringing him into your lap and engulfing him in the biggest bear hug possible. You snuggled the sniffling boy close to your heart and let out a little bit of a laugh, “Don’t think you’re going anywhere mister. Who’s going to protect you?”

“But- Shouldn’t I go back?” Nataku frowned as he looked at Kurono then to you, “Back...to my parents.”

“Do you want to?” Kurono deadpan asked.

Staring back down at his lap Nataku felt the constricting guilt of his answer until he finally said it, “I- I want to stay with you two! I don’t want to go back to people who treat me like that. I just can’t I-”

“Then it’s settled.” You ruffled Nataku’s hair and making his anxious rambling stop, “I’ll find a way to keep us together.”

“Y-You mean it?” Nataku’s tears were retreating as he stared up at you.

Kurono rested his hand a top yours on the boy’s mess of orange hair, “What did I say? I’d be the only one picking on you from now on.”

For all it meant Nataku’s bottom lip quivered only a bit before he through his arms around Kurono’s torso. Burying his face in the man’s button down and thanking him profusely. It made your heart leap. And if this was in fact your life flashing before your eyes. It didn’t matter. It could end now or in another sixty years. If you spent it with these two then there was no better time spent.

With a hand on Nataku’s back you leaned in and hugged them both. Squishing the crying kid between the two of you. All while you tilted your head up and found Kurono looking at you. Smiling spreading on your lips. You couldn’t keep yourself from kissing him again. After all, this was a brand new start and you two had so many kisses to catch up on.

#fire force #fire force x reader #fire force kurono #kurono #kurono x reader #kurono yuchiro #kurono yuchiro x reader #enen no shouboutai #en en no shouboutai #en en no shōbōtai #en en no shobotai #enn enn no shouboutai #enn enn no shouboutai x reader #en en no shouboutai x reader

[kkusuka]

Introductions <3

i literally could not shake this from my mind, and i got ever so slighly carried away.

Fem. reader <3

Relationship:  Rumi Usagiyama (Miruko),  Keigo Takami (hawks) Kai Chisaki (Overhaul) Tomura Shigaraki, Touya Todoroki (Dabi), Kurono Hari x Reader

word count: 4.6k

CW: You and Rumi are dating, mommy kink, slight druging, shiggy calles you pet, breeding, double penn. squirting, FxF, soft miruko, too many creampies, Photography, cum eating, I think that’s it??

let me know what you want to see next <33

It was official, you and Rumi had been dating for a whole nine months! It was so amazing, Rumi seemed to really like you, something you had absolutely not expected when you confessed to her. 

You had known that she had some questionable friends but Rumi never kept you around them for too long, just some spared glances and tight smiles. But that brought you to now, where you were currently making sure everything was perfect to finally officially meet her friends!

You had baked brownies and checked your hair in the mirror at least 100 times, you were just so nervous, you knew first impressions were everything. You tried to cover all of the marks, you practiced your smile in the mirror, you made it as friendly as possible. You wore Rumi’s favorite skirt, it was baby pink and “totally adorable” according to your girlfriend, and a light pink cardigan with a white t-shirt underneath. But what you think made the outfit was the white thigh-highs that adorned your legs, and the little bows on the front. 

Everything was perfect, you were ready!

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“If any of you hurt her, I’ll kill you” Right now Rumi regretted ever being friends with these people. Well, she mostly regretted that they got her revved up enough to make that stupid bet with Keigo. She would have gladly just introduced them to you but this whole “initiation” bullshit was taking it too far. 

“I'm hurt you would even think I’d do anything to your precious Bunny!” Keigo mocked, he knew what he was doing, they all did. You had every single one of them wrapped around your finger and you didn't even know it. 

“Let’s just hurry up, don’t wanna leave lover girl waiting.” Dabi. “Jeez Tou, I didn't think you would be so excited to see ‘er” 

In character, Touya rolled his eyes and looked away, he wouldn't admit he had been wanting to “meet” for a while now. If the sock under his bed had anything to say about it. The rest of the walk to your house was filled with scattered comments about scenery, Shigaraki’s constant complaints and, Kai and Kurono’s mindless chatter. 

Entering a fairly nice neighborhood about 15 minutes from the school, Rumi declared they had arrived in front of a nice-looking traditional house. “I am going to say this one more time. You will not hurt her, do not say anything weird, and what’s about to happen will never happen again” 

“Yeah whatever, just knock on the door” rolling her eyes Rumi did just that. And within the second the door swung open and a puff of light pink jumped out at their friend. “Umi, you're here!” you were smiling like the sun at your girlfriend. 

“Yeah Bunny we’re here and don’t you look all dolled up” Gross, the two of you looked like you were about to eat each other's faces. 

“Oh! Yes! Um- Come in, we can go, um, to the family room and watch movies! O-only if you want to though, w-we can do other things too, i-if you want” you had managed to stutter out before Rumi guided you into the house before you could say anything more embarrassing, “that sounds great Baby, let's go” shooting the boys a pointed look, a warning, they followed the two of you through the house.

You were practically shaking and you didn't know if it was from excitement or nerves, but whatever it was, you would have to get over it somehow. Just like you expected, they were scary. Each of them practically towers over you, and even if they didn't, they all had the most intimidating aura you’ve ever felt. 

After getting settled, and answering Kai’s questions about cleanliness, you made the best attempt at an introduction you could; “Um, hello I’m (f/n) (l/n). It’s really really nice to meet you guys!” really really? Great now you sound like an idiot. And they probably think the chuckles around the room said anything. 

You were broken out of your hand by a hand grabbing yours, and a voice speaking up awfully close to your ear, “Aw baby bird you are just too cute! Keigo Takami at your service now and always” the voice purred, he was, so close. You could smell his cologne like it was straight from the bottle. To say that you were beet red was a true understatement. When you were about to try and stutter something out, two hands grabbed your waist and pulled you into another hard chest.

And before you knew it a head was in the crook of your neck, “Stop it bird brain you're probably scaring the poor little girl. No worries Little mouse, Touya’s got you now” with this new angle you could see Keigo better, and blonde hair and was he wearing eyeliner? But mostly, he was looking at you like you were the only thing in the world. Which in turn made you even redder. But your staring contest with the man was cut short when you were pushed into someone's lap. 

“Tomura Shigaraki” was quickly muttered, “Shigaraki” not even looking at you before placing you next to him on the couch. You took the opportunity to look at Touya, dark spiked hair and piercing blue eyes, if he didn't have the scars you would have believed he walked straight out of a magazine. Tomura, still not looking at you, had curled into himself, immediately making you feel bad, for what? You had no clue. So, you placed a hand on his shoulder and spoke whatever came to mind, “Are you ok? I didn’t hurt you right?” 

This seemed to have the opposite effect on the teenage boy because he had curled further into himself but managed to stutter out a no. You were about to apologize, thinking you had injured the poor boy somehow when a gloved hand encased yours, lightly detaching it from the other boy. Following the gloved hand to an arm, with a rolled-up long-sleeve button-up shirt, to a neck with a tie neatly resting on his chest, to a masked face and golden eyes. 

“You're really pretty.” Oh god. You-you said that out loud to his face. You had to apologize-” I mean, your lower lashes are perfect.” That is not what you meant to say, he was going to kill you, Rumi was going to kill you. Instead of wiping you from existence, like you knew he probably could, he just raised a brow whilst everyone else in the room busted into laughter. 

“Thank you, Angel, But my name is Kai Chisaki.” He had a pretty voice too, god you needed to stop thinking like right now. And now a new round of laughter had begun, “I said that aloud didn’t I? God, I’m sorry, you probably rhino I’m weird, I’m really sorry” You were embarrassed if you could call it that, you were practically melting. 

You were panicking, they don't like you anymore, they were laughing at you, you were putting Umi to shame, and now you're going to break up and- “Bunny. Bunny it’s ok, you are just being too cute right now. All I need to know is that you still think I’m the cutest” Rumi still liked you, and you must have missed the transition into her lap, where you were now located. “Of course you’re still the cutest Umi, am I still the cutest?” 

“Always baby, now you’ve got one more person to meet, bee a good bunny for me now, ok?” Shifting you in her lap you faced the last of the group, a boy next to Chi (your new nickname for him). He was pretty too- you just didn't blurt it out this time, instead, you waved. He reacted with a light chuckle, it was pretty too, and telling you his name was Kurono Hari. 

“Alright, now that that’s over with,” Touya reached in his bag and pulled out two bottles of vodka, “let's get this initiation started” 

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The room was spinning. You could hear the boys and Rumi laughing but you were too buzzed to listen. More importantly, you felt hot, specifically down there. You had felt this before, you knew it. Oh! It was when you and Umi-Umi were alone in your bedroom! She made it go away then, that meant she could make it go away now! 

You managed to get yourself up from whoever's lap you were sitting on, Tomura if you were to guess from the whine when you moved his arm. Standing up was a slight challenge, your legs shaking and you almost let out a moan. Placing down your cup on the coffee table that was covered in beer cans and plastic cups, you didn't even realize that everyone in the room had shifted their focus to you. 

Stumbling over to your girlfriend you fell into her lap and nuzzled yourself into a straddle position so you were face to face. Within the second Rumi began to rub little circles into your hip, making you even hotter. “What’s the matter bunny? Is something wrong?” She was such a good girlfriend, always looking out for you, she would surely help you, you just knew it. 

“Umi-Umi I feel hot. Like the time in my room? Do you remember that? When my parents weren’t home and you made the ache go away? Places, please do it again! I feel so so hot.” You began to ramble continuing until Tomura, said something that sounded funny to you (well everything sounded funny right now) “I told you it would work, you just had to give it some time” 

What needed time to work? As quick as you could you look back to Rumi, she seemed to know exactly what you wanted to know, she shifted a bit under you and began, ‘Alright bunny listen to me, ok baby focus on me. God, you look so pretty, ok? Listen, they wanted to try something with you, you’ll like it I promise, Mommy will be with you all the way, but Mommy lost a bet to her stupid friends and she is very sorry, but they won’t do anything you don't like, Ok? Tell Mommy how you feel.” Lost a bet? What did they want? They seemed nice, it wouldn't be that bad, and you had to make Rumi proud, you were being so good and you had to keep that up!

“Yes” 

“Yes what, Bunny.” 

“Yes Mommy, I'll be oh so very good for everyone!” That made her happy! She was proud of you! But the two of you were snapped out of your little bubble when Keigo, you think it’s Keigo, began to chuckle, “Mommy, really?” Yes, that was Keigo. 

“Shut it chicken wing or you won't get to go.” well Mi-Mi sure knew how to shut him up, and Touya who was laughing along with him shit up too, which made you giggle. By pattern, it made all their attention turn back to you. 

“Well strip her now, we don't have the rest of eternity!” Tomura impatiently shouted out. Strip that seemed fun!

“Shut it crusty,” As soon as the bitter remark left her lips, Rumi turned to you, softening to ask if you needed her help to get out of your skirt. No! You would do it yourself like a big girl. Well, that was until you couldn't figure how to undo the buttons, yeah maybe you did need her help after all. And she knew that waving you over with her pointer finger, she giggled and pulled you into a spot where she could undo the button. 

You did manage to take your blouse, white shirt, and bra off by yourself, instinctively turning to Rumi, and she looked so proud of you! That means you were being good! But when you turned back to the boys, they looked like they wanted to eat you, but it didn't scare you like you thought it would, in fact, it seemed to have the opposite effect, sending jolts of heat down to your core. 

Next, you want to take off your thigh highs being almost immediately stopped by a voice “No little mouse, you're keeping those on.” 

“Yes sir” whoa, (y/n) where did that come from, but it didn't matter because Touya seemed to like it, and that made you happy. 

“Calm down, I’m still going first, you still have to wait your turn, Angel? Come here.” Kai’s beautiful voice called, shifting your attention to the other side of the room to the couch where he currently sat with Hair (he insisted you call him that, so you just began to call everyone by their first name). As much as you wanted to obey the command immediately, you had to ask Rumi for permission, as a good bunny does. But before you even opened your mouth, as she does, Umi read your mind. “Go bunny listen to him” and that you did. 

While walking to him, Kai unhooked the mask that sat on his face, placed it to his side, and eyed you, it felt like he was burning holes through you. You stopped right before him and he motioned for you to kneel before him, like a real king! Cutting you from your thought was Kai’s smooth voice asking if you’ve ever taken a cock in your little hole before. 

The answer was no. Rumi was your first girlfriend and well, she was a girl. As you let him know just that! He retired your statement with a small smirk and a hand on your cheek, which you leaned into. “Alright Angel, can you tell me how many fingers you've ever had in your little pussy? And call me Sir or Master, it's respectful” You were going to melt if he kept this up. 

“O-only four, Sir'' you couldn't look away from him, or how perfect his eyebrow looked when he raised it in question. “Oh? And how many up your ass?” while asking his thumb had reached your lips pulling on the bottom one, “No-no fingers sir, b-but sometimes I put a “plug” thingy that looks like a bunny tail in for Rumi, and don’t tell her I told you but sometimes a take it and do it without her knowing, but you can’t tell her I said that.” 

That seems to do the trick, before he spoke he reached down and grabbed you by the waist and lifted you onto his lap, then spoke “Your secret is safe with me angel, now can you do me a favor? I need you to unzip the zipper on my pants and pull my boxers down, ok?” You could do that, and so you did!

After pulling it down, you saw his...thing. It was standing tall, and the tip was oozing white liquid, were they all this big? “Is that going in me? I-i don't think it’ll fit.” that gained more than a few laughs, “Oh it’ll fit, Angel. Now-” he placed a gloved hand on your panties, and both the glove and your panties disappeared, but his glove returned a second later. 

All of them were looking at your lower lips, you could feel it, someone (Tomura, you think) had even let out a moan, “Well angel, it looks like you're already wet enough, so we’ll get right to it. can you please take my cock and line it up with your hole?” He sounded so soft and gentle, you just couldn't ignore it, you didn't think you could speak, deciding to just nod instead. But Kai didn't seem to like that. “Answer me, Angel, can you?” placing five fingers on your hip, just as a reminder to do as he asks. “Yes Master, I can.” That made it all better, but he did move his other hand onto your other hip, caging you in. 

Doing as he said you took his cock in your hand and tried to line up the tip with your hole as perfectly as you possibly could, following his next command seemed a bit more challenging, “I want you to sink all the way down ok? Your clit should touch my hip, Yes Angel?” After your respectful response, you tried to get it in, and it didn't work! No, no, no! You were doing so well and now this? 

At this point you were on the verge of tears, it just won't go in. “Bunny dear, let Mommy help you out, Ok? You’re doing so well ok?” Umi! She grasped Kais cock and moved under you to get a better view of your pink lips. She spread them out and began to press you down onto him. Just like magic, she made Kai’s cock go in! She let go when the tip was fully embraced by your gummy walls. “You gotta do all the rest honey.” and just like that, she moved back to her chair. 

Deciding you needed something to hold onto, you looked towards Hari, “Can I hold your hand please?” He just looked at you before offering his hand to you, you're sure you heard someone “awing” on the other side of the room but you were too focused on sinking down Kai’s dick. 

When you finally had all of him nestled in your insides, just how he commanded, you looked your head back and let the loudest moan, probably ever, out. Kai didn’t even seem to notice, he was busy being entranced by the images of where the two of you were connected. You did however pick up on the conversation that was happening between the two boys on the other couch. 

“Yo, Shig, you got that right, please tell me you have that” 

“I got to agree with Birdbrain here, please tell me you're still recording” 

“Jeez, yes yes, I got it I got it” 

“Eye’s back on me Angel. I’m going to move now.” and doing that he did, lifting you all the way to his tip, he let you drop onto him, extracting a tight gasp from you. It. was. Bliss! Over and over again he bounced you on his cock, until you were bouncing on your own like a madwoman, gaining whistles and praises from the other men in the room. 

“Say how good you feel Angel, tell me how much you like getting fucked so well in front of your Mommy and her friends like a street whore, tell your Master how good he’s making you feel, go on, say your a street whore beg to cum..” Kai all bit growled at you, you couldn't ignore the command if you tried. “S-so-so, good Master. I’m a good street whore, a-and I like being fucked, and I-i've been so good please let me cum-please, please” after that you began to blubber out whatever you possibly could. Plea’s for him to let you cum, begging for your Mommy to let you cum, and seconds later Kai gave you the go-ahead and you wasted no time, immediately seeing stars. 

Coming down from your high, you realized two things. One; Kai was still hard, ready, and in you. Two; Hari was now behind you on the couch spreading your ass and rubbing small circles around your tightest hole. “W-wait, it won't go in!” Soft chuckles were the only response you got to the exclamation. Ever so slowly Hari thrusts a finger into your hole, then another, and began to scissor them in an attempt to stretch you a bit. 

“Are you alright Angel? Be honest.” Kai commanded. 

“It-it hurts a bit.” 

“Ok, I’ll make you feel better.” With that he began rubbing small, calculated circles around your clit, which did ease the pain of Hari beginning to put his tip in. it took about two more minutes for you to be completely filled with both their cocks. You felt so amazingly stretched out, they filled you so well. 

It became even more overwhelming when they began to time their thrusts. When Kai pushed in you Hari pulled out, making sure one cock was always hitting one of your sweet spots, and they did it well. And they clearly knew it from the way you would moan with every thrust. 

“You sound so pretty Baby, do we really make you feel that good?” Hari cooed in your ear, reaching around to circle your nipples, when Kai added in a quick “You clench every time we got a sweet spot Angel, you're being so good for us.” 

As their orgasms approached the thrusts got slightly erratic, and they lost their perfect timing, which made you fall over the edge, entering your second orgasm of the night. 

As you spasmed on their cocks they began to fill you with spurts of white, filling you up with their cum. 

Basking in your post-orgasmic glow, you didn't even realize you had been moved to where Tomura was sitting. He already had you on your back, legs spread, displaying both of your holes to him. 

Not saying a word he took out his cock and slammed it into your used hole but because of your sensitivity, it had hurt just a bit. Making your discomfort known, you whined and tried to bend your legs away from his grasp. Pushing your legs back open he ignored Rumi's yelling about letting go because he was hurting you. 

“If you can do it for those assholes, you can be a good breeding cow for me too, understand?” he didn't even wait for you to answer, he just began to pound into you like a mad man. 

He was grunting and growling, pushing you into the mating press, only to stop and completely pull out, garnering a whine from you. He shut you up by pushing two fingers inside your weaving hole and scooping cum out and bringing them to your face. 

“Open” he commanded, following the order he shoved his cum-covered fingers wiping them over your tongue, “keep your mouth open and don’t swallow. Be a good pet and let me breed you.” 

You never thought Toumra would be so commanding during sex, but right now the only thing you could think of was his cock hitting your g-spot over and over bringing your orgasm rapidly closer. 

“To-Tomura, please so so close, let me cum, need it so badly please” is what you wanted to say, but considering the mouthful of cum you had and the fact that you couldn't even think past his cock, all that came out were blabs of pleases and cries of pleasure. 

He was close, you could feel it in his thrusts. Reacting to your desperate attempt begging to cum tomura laughed, “You can cum when I cum pet. Just a little longer and you’ll be filled again, just be patient.” 

You were crying at that point, you were so so close, and then finally! You felt his specks of cum in your womb! Finally, you could cum, but there was something different about this one, it felt bigger. You didn't know what it meant until your world turned black. 

Coming back everyone in the room was staring straight at you like you had grown a second head. You were confused until Touya yelled. 

“Usagiyama! You didn’t tell us she could fucking squirt! And the shithead of all people made her do it!” 

While he was speaking, he came over and grabbed you and impaled you on his aching cock. “You're gonna do that again, Ok? I don't care if I have to fuck you for hours.” 

“No, Touya, you're going to be nice to her” Rumi growled back at the Black haired boy. Earning a glare from him in response. 

At that point, you were too fucked out to do anything other than subconsciously bouncing on Touya’s cock earning a laugh from him. “Look! Look! She’s already bouncing and I haven't even done anything yet, damn Rumi you've been dating a cockwhore this entire time” the insult gave you the motivation you make this the best sex Touya will ever receive!

And you did, placing your hands on his shoulders you used them as leverage to bounce harder, at some point he had shoved his head into your breasts and began to shake his head in between them. Biting at some points to conceal his moans. 

Reaching down to your clit, he whispered permission to cum, which you gladly accepted, and in the process, you managed to milk him dry after biting the pressure point where his shoulder met his neck. 

As soon as Touya was done cumming, you were swooped up into soft feathers and were met with a smirking face. “Are you ready for the ride of your life Babybird?” Yes, God yes you were so so ready, but couldn't manage to mutter a word, but he understood what you wanted to say through your pleading eyes.  

Standing you on the floor Keigo kneeled you by the coffee table and bent you directly over it, leaning back to gain a better look at your dripping holes. Deciding he can't just look at it once he reached on the table to grab his phone to snap a quick picture, receiving multiple commands for him to send it to them in return. 

Setting his phone down, began to massage your ass, moving to your lower thighs, before asking if you were ready, to which you mustered up a quick nod. With your permission he slammed his entire length into your pussy, gaining a moan and a few more tears. Bending over he reached to hold your hand and continued like that for some time before pulling your upper body smashing it so your back was to his chest giving everyone else a view of your breasts bouncing. 

Throwing your head back onto his shoulder, Keigo leaned down and began to suck hickeys into your shoulder. Continuing like this until both of you came in a whirl of moans for each other and overstimulation. You leaned back into his warm embrace before Rumi came and picked you up onto her previous chair. She kneeled in front of you and spread open your legs.

“Before I do this, does anyone want a picture?” every single one of them scrambled to get their phones and snap a picture of your overstimulated cum stuffed holes. “You all done now,” you knew that tone Rumi wanted you to herself for a bit. Receiving nods from the boys, now back in their spots on the couches. 

She quickly grabbed your thighs and wrapped them around her head, latching her mouth onto your quivering hole, and began to suck as much cum out as he could before removing her head and kissing you. Making you eat all of the men's cum batch after batch. When she was finally finished getting every last drop of semen out of you, she grabbed a soft, damp towel and gently wiped you down. Kissing you all over earning giggles and soft moans from you. 

After she was all down, Rumi picked you up and wrapped you around her body, placing small kisses on the side of your jaw and lips. 

“Rumi. I’m tired” 

“Ok, Bunny, That’s ok, you can sleep now” she gentle mumbled back gaining obnoxious “aw’s” from your audience. 

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“I don't know about you guys, but we have to do that again” 

All the head’s nod, including your lovely girlfriends. 

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The Sacrificial Lamb - Chisaki Kai

Summary: The Vampire Chisaki has been searching everywhere for the one, but when he finally finds her she is taken by the League of Villains. He strikes a deal with them in order to get her back.

Pairing: Vampire!Overhaul x Fem!Human!Reader

Rating: E+

Word Count: 6.7k

Server Collab: BNHAREM - Fantasy AU

Warnings: Virgin/Virginity Kink, Blood, Extreme Dubcon, Mysophobia, Kidnapping, Implied Sexual Slavery, Noncon Choking, Biting, Pelvic Examination, Virginity Testing, Mentioned Necrophilia, Marking, Bondage/Restraints, Hair Pulling, Condom Usage, Overstimulation, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Cunnilingus, Mild Aftercare

Notes: Please heed the warnings listed above. I classify this as a dark fic and want readers to take care while reading. <3 My first ever collab with this server and I’m super hype about it! I hope you enjoy!

All over the world, over the past few decades, vampirism had spread across the land like a rampant disease. Once mortal humans were turned into eternal monsters with powers unique only to their kind. The media tended to call them quirks, hoping that a lighthearted term would quell the fear of what the gifts truly were. An abomination, a curse among mankind, and weapons of mass destruction. 

Of course, there were a select few (really, a rare few these days) that used their vampirism for good. They fed only on donated blood, vowed never to take human life, and even protected mortals against others of their kind that were not as righteous as they were. Truly it was a world made up of heroes, villains, and powerless bystanders that were often victims. 

In relation to eternity, Chisaki Kai was rather young. He had only spent his life as a gifted fanged menace for about two decades now, but that didn’t make things any easier. Chisaki has had mysophobia for as long as he could remember. It plagued him as a human long before he was turned by the former leader of the Shie Hassaikai. 

Vampirism had always been nothing but a curse to him. While it was true that his quirk was extremely powerful and was capable of great destruction, the fact that he had to drink blood in order to survive was pure hell. The only blood he could bring himself to consume was that of young virgins, those who had never been tainted with drugs, alcohol, or even sex. 

Members of Shie Hassaikai would kidnap victims for him, but Kai would never feed on them outright. No, touching their commoner skin with his mouth just seemed completely out of the question. He very rarely sank his teeth into anyone. Instead he’d keep them captive, draining a few pints every few weeks until eventually bleeding them dry when he grew bored of them. 

The blood would be stored and consumed as needed by their leader, a small portion of it would be meshed with grapes and fermented into wine. A delicacy that many vampires enjoyed and was graded on both the source and taste. Naturally he only drank that of the highest grade as that ensured there were few (if any) impurities. 

The issue Chisaki was starting to face however was that his food source was dwindling. In this day and age it was difficult to find people that haven't spent time poisoning their bodies. Everyone seemed to enjoy living in filth and he really just did not understand. He was half tempted to start breeding his own livestock to drain, but that would just be too costly at this point. The organization was struggling to get back on top, and while he was a fearsome and ruthless leader, there were still connections that needed to be made. 

As of now he had a...tentative (but tumultuous) relationship with a group of vampires that liked to call themselves the League of Villains. The leader, Shigaraki Tomura, wanted to be equal to Kai however Kai felt that he was equal to no one. He was above all of them, his power to destroy or create on a whim was better than anyone quirk that the league could offer. Negotiations were still being made and every time they took one step forward, they seemed to take two steps back. 

Shigaraki was about the same age as he was and he too was capable of mass destruction. If the two worked together, they could bring down all of Tokyo with ease. Perhaps this would help with Chisaki’s lack of food situation. With the entire city under his thumb he could easily create some sort of facility to house and breed the purest of humans. He’d no longer have to limit himself as he did now. 

Presently he was waiting to hear back from his most faithful underling and assistant, Kurono. He was out looking for what would be Chisaki’s next meal, though it had been a few hours since he departed. When his phone began to chime, he half expected to hear that he had been unsuccessful in finding someone to suit his boss’s tastes. However, it was quite the opposite. 

“I have found a girl you would no doubt enjoy.” Kurono said in a cold tone that portrayed no noticeable emotion. “However, there is a situation.” 

Chisaki was almost always cool headed. He very rarely lost his temper, though when he did it could be quite murderous. “What is it?” He asked monotonously. 

“The League of Villains has taken her for themselves.” He said, and while true he could just find someone else. He had a feeling that his boss would particularly love the sweet little thing he had found. “I believe she may be the one.” 

The One. Chisaki had been searching high and low for a delicate creature to treat as his live in blood source. One that he would control one hundred percent. What she ate, what she wore, when she slept. He had so many plans for this one woman, if she were to ever be found. Hearing that Kurono may have found the one and had lost her to none other than that foul Shigaraki was almost enough to boil his black blood. Almost. 

“She’s pure?” He asked cryptically, though he knew that if she had been selected already then Kurono had already vetted that information himself. He heard his subordinate give him a quick affirmative. Chisaki let his thoughts process for a moment longer, “come back. I will call Tomura and see what he has to say for himself.” 

Clearly this was a ploy to get Chisaki to formally align with him. That much was obvious. However without seeing the girl first it may as well be pointless. He’d need to look over her with a fine toothed comb to determine whether or not she was indeed the one he could make his blood bride or not. A human companion for him to divulge in at any time. If Kurono knew him as well as the thought he did, then he would be correct in thinking that she was special enough to keep around. 

He ended the call with Kurono and looked for the number he had for the league of villains. He pressed it, letting the phone dial the numbers itself before waiting for an answer. A moment later, an annoying but familiar voice cut in. “Overhaul. I was wondering when you’d call.” There was clear devious intent that made Chisaki question again what he could possibly be up to. “I have something I think you’ll just love to sink your teeth into.” 

Kai didn’t appreciate the joke. Shigaraki knew very well that Kai didn’t drink directly from humans. He drank blood through plastic straws because he didn’t even want his lips to touch it unless he wanted to break out in hives. “What do you want for her?” Kai asked, getting straight to the point. “I have plenty that you could have.” 

It was true. Shigaraiki needed to bolster his numbers and with Kai’s help then he could easily achieve that goal.All he needed to supersede the arduous negotiations between them was a little leverage. Leverage Tomura now had in his possession. “You know what I want, Chisaki.” Shigaraki said in the smug voice that grated the yakuza leader’s last nerve. 

But what Shigaraki wanted most was to have Chisaki and his gang of men to work under him. To have control over the small legion of vampires that was ruled by Chisaki’s hand. Of course, Kai could always agree to the negotiation and cut ties as soon as he had what he wanted (if she was indeed the one). Though there was no telling for sure of that now. 

“I’ll need to inspect her first. Bring her to the compound for a thorough examination.” He instructed hoping that Shigaraki would at least agree to that. “Do not touch her with those filthy hands of yours until then. If you defile her then the deal will be off.” 

Shigaraki tutted into the receiver of the phone, “So picky. You want to see this little wallflower so badly? Alright, I’ll bring her in an hour. Be ready for us then, would you? Maybe have some of the delicious blood wine of yours ready to celebrate our long awaited union. Until then I’ll have all of my people keep their roaming fingers to themselves. Does that sound like a suitable arrangement?” 

Chisaki sat back in his chair. While Shigaraki couldn’t truly be trusted, he saw no other choice than to agree to this. “One hour. Don’t be late.” He hung up before the petulant man could say anything else, He let out a long sigh before standing. He had a lot of preparations to do before his visitors arrived. 

An hour later, Chisaki had just picked out one of his finer bottles of wine when a subordinate brought in his guests. Shigaraki was alone with a girl bound in rope standing next to him. She had a cloth gag tied around her mouth to keep her from talking, something Chisaki thought was a little barbaric but it wasn’t that surprising given who her captor was. 

Despite her bindings, he could already tell just how beautiful she was and more than that she smelled absolutely divine. Chisaki felt his mouth water, hunger panging in his stomach. This visceral reaction was incredibly rare for him. The urge to sink his fangs into the tender flesh of her delicate neck roared in his brain, yet he did his best to silence it. Outwardly his masked face remained the same, though his mouth twitched into an unseen smile. 

He held his hand out, but Tomura hesitated before handing over the rope leash. “You break our deal then I’ll snap her pretty little neck. Got it?” He asked, putting a gloved hand on the back of her neck and squeezing lightly for emphasis. Chisaki’s eyes narrowed, already he knew that no one would ever be taking her away from him. Shigaraki just didn’t know who he was dealing with. 

“If she passes the examination, then we will have a deal.” Chisaki reminded him, “if I find that she is unclean, then you can do what you wish with her. I do not care.” Though the words came out bitter and assured, deep down he knew that that was untrue. Something about her was so captivating already. He didn’t want to dwell on the possibility of her not being the one. Kurono had seemed so sure of himself when they spoke last. 

The young yakuza leader led his potential pet into a back room that was made specifically for examining humans. He had it built shortly after he took over in order to sort out his cattle in any way he saw fit. 

After ushering her inside, he cut on the harsh bright lights that nearly blinded her. Shigaraki chose to perch on a stool in the corner while Chisaki untied the ropes that bound the girl’s arms and then the gag. He let the thick braids fall unceremoniously to the floor, noticing how she shook with each brush of his fingertips. Scared already? Well, they always did taste better when they had adrenaline coursing through their veins. 

“Take off your clothes and get on the table.” He ordered, watching her eyes dart to a table adorned with stirrups. It was similar to one you might find at a gynecologist's office. With much hesitation, his new subject began to disrobe. Her clothes puddled around her feet as she grew more and more embarrassed with each less layer covering her sensitive skin. An odd heat was pooling between her legs as she clenched her thighs together.

Chisaki was taken off guard by her arousal. He had been assured that she was a virgin, however if stipping down before two vampires was turning her on then certainly that wasn’t the case. Both he and Shigaraki could smell the slick that was accumulating within her folds. His sharp eyes cut to the snickering vampire in the corner who was nothing but amused by this turn of events. 

After she finished undressing, she climbed up onto the steel table that had minimal cushioning. Chisaki changed his gloves out to a fresh pair, wanting to make sure that any dirt he found wasn’t something that had already been on the ones he had been wearing previously. A fresh slate was needed for this examination. 

“Put your feet in the stirrups.” He said coldly, his doubts beginning to overwhelm him internally, though his face did not show it. Even if it did, the lower half was still obstructed by his black face mask. How could this girl possibly be the one if she enjoyed disrobing in front of two murderous vampires? Was she one of those that got off on fantasizing about creatures of the night? The thought disgusted him. 

Her knees were shaking, causing the metal arms of the stirrups to rattle. Even curiouser she was this nervous while also being excited? What a peculiar creature indeed. 

His eyes swept over her seemingly frail mortal body. There were no bruises, no cuts. There wasn’t even a scar on the flesh he could see. Hair was all neatly landscaped. Her outward appearance was up to par with his wishes, but it was time to check the inside of her to make sure. 

Chisaki gently spread the moistened folds to see if that thin sliver of tissue was still intact. While true, it wasn’t uncommon for girls to rupture their hymen through activities other than sex, he still found it to be a great indicator. If it was torn then he would have to check another way. 

To the vampire’s pleasure, there was the tiny half moon membrane just a centimeter into the vaginal canal. This was all he needed to see in order to believe that she was, in fact, a virgin and that he wouldn’t need to probe any further in order to find any inconsistencies that disputed that fact. 

He delicately checked over the rest of her sex, searching for any indication that she wasn’t as pure as she seemed to be. Again he was thoroughly pleased to find none. He took a step away from her, walking around the table to closer examine her nude form. His sharp eyes moved over every last inch of visible skin, trying to detect any kind of abnormal marking or sign of dirt or grime. 

The stirrups were still rattling with the tremors of her lower limbs, a tinny sound that bounced off the walls of the small room. Her eyes were shut tightly, afraid to look at the man looming over her. What the two villains in the room didn’t know was that she had been saving herself specifically for this sort of situation. Since she came of age she longed to be some vampire’s little fuck toy to use and abuse. Despite her pure body, her mind was anything but. Upon learning of the League of Villain’s intentions with her, she hadn’t been able to stop the grotesquely loud thumping of her heart within her chest. 

She didn’t know exactly who the vampire they referred to as Overhaul was, but she could tell that he was especially gifted and powerful. The way he commanded a room was enough to make her weak in the knees. She kept herself meticulously well kept and it seemed as though all her work had been for something much greater than she could have ever anticipated. 

“Put your legs down and roll over.” He ordered in that monotonous and apathetic voice that only made her shutter even more. She obliged, removing her feet from the pads of the stirrups and rolling onto her stomach after scooting back up onto the steel table a little more so that she could be more comfortable. 

Shigaraki was watching with mild intrigue. He had never seen Chisaki look over a potential meal before. It was quite entertaining how thought out his observations appeared to be. 

He inspected the areas that he could not see before, again finding nothing out of the ordinary. He even inspected her hair, looking for any signs of lice or debris. Nothing. Every item on the list within his mind checked off one by one. She was intact. She was clean. She was pure. And she would be his and his alone. 

Chisaki left her side to order an underling to bring him a fresh clean robe for her to wear. In the corner of the room was a glass shower that he instructed her to go to in order for her to scrub herself down even further. He assured her that when she was finished he would have something for her to put on and to not worry about the rags she had been wearing. 

After she had stepped into the clear shower and began to wash as per his instructions, Chisaki made his way to a nearby sink. He removed the gloves that had been soiled with her arousal and threw them in the bin to his right before scrubbing his hands clean and putting on a new pair. Once he was finished he made his way back to Shigaraki. “We have a deal.” He said plainly, not wanting to show how very important this girl was to him now. If he let on how great of a find this truly was, then there was no telling what his adversary would ask for in return. So far the exchange they had worked out was simple enough. He didn’t need for it to become any more complicated. 

He couldn’t see the twisted grin on Shigaraki’s face due to the false hand mask obscuring it, however he could tell that it was there simply due to the way the seated man’s eyes creased with sick glee. “Let us toast to this new alliance then.” Shigaraki drawled as he stood from the wooden stool he had been sitting on. 

Kurono stepped in to deal with the little lamb that was his boss’s new plaything as the two leaders left for the kitchen where Chisaki had prepped the dry blood wine. A servant poured them both a glass of the viscous burgundy liquid before handing it to them with a slight bow. 

Both men removed the masks they were wearing, through they stood a good six feet apart. Chisaki was not about to breath in whatever sin Shigaraki exhaled. It was the first time Tomura had seen his full face and immediately thought that he looked even younger than he was. He waited for Chisaki to drink the wine first to make sure it hadn’t been tainted. 

Chisaki took the first sip with an apathetic look on his face. Only once he had swallowed did Shigaraki follow suit. Both of them revelled in the bitter and metallic taste. Only once the glasses were half empty was a word spoken. “We will be making our next move soon.” Shigaraki said, “make sure you and your men are ready for my command.” 

“Don’t worry about us not being ready.” He replied simply, “we are always prepared for anything.” 

Shigaraki chose not to comment, knowing that there was an allusion to his own gang’s sometimes lack of preparedness. It could be hard controlling a group of particularly talented vampires. While he too had great power and they did listen to him, some of his subordinates could get out of control at times. 

He threw back the rest of his wine, letting it flood his senses for a moment as it ran down his throat. He replaced the white hand over his face before standing. “And Chisaki, do not forget my warning. If you do not hold up your end of the bargain, then that delicious specimen will be all mine and your dick won’t be the only one that has been buried into that cute little cunt of hers.” 

Chisaki finished his own glass before slipping the black cloth back over his mouth and nose. His eyes were fixated on his new partner, clearly irate to the thought of someone else having his new most beloved pet. He said nothing, letting his gaze say it all as Shigaraki took his leave finally, wanting to get out before his welcome was possibly overstayed. They’d talk more about the future of their alliance later. Now it was time for Chisaki to see just how great of a gift had just been bestowed upon him. 

By now she was finished with her shower and Kurono had showed her to her new living quarters where she had been locked inside. Inside it looked similar to a medium sized hotel room. She had her own private bathroom, a closet full of clothes that certainly weren’t hers before but would be hers from now on. A full bed that was made with soft sheets and a thick duvet. The only thing she would have liked was a window, however there was nothing to suggest that she was even on the ground floor. It was much more plausible that she had been taken underground instead. 

She was wearing nothing but a silk robe and the man who had brought her here had told her not to put anything on that his boss would be there in a moment. She took a seat on the foot of the bed, wondering if this was to be her life from now on. A slave to a vampire. Would it be everything she had ever dreamed of? If it wasn’t...would there be any way to escape? She had a sickening feeling that her fate was sealed either way. She could either please her new master or die at his hands. There were no other alternatives. 

Being a living blood bag was not a conventional kink to say the least. Maybe it would be enough to keep her alive in this turbulent world. 

The door opened and the leader of the Shie Hassaikai walked into the room, closing it behind her. His golden olive-toned eyes were fixated onto her, a thin inhale caused the black cloth mask to momentarily press against his nostrils. Hunger throbbed in his stomach and he felt himself aching to do something that he never dreamt of doing. Saliva pooled into his mouth as his gaze fixated on the untouched skin of her neck. He could see her pulse fluttering in her jugular, strong and healthy. 

He was pleased to find her in the white robe he had chosen for her. An obvious symbol of what she was to him. The sacrificial lamb. Fuck, he’d drain every lost drop of that sweet innocent life force without a second thought. Sure he had come to make her his but his sudden need to feed was definitely making that difficult. Of course he could still do that even if she were dead. Though a compliant corpse wasn’t quite as much fun. 

He shrugged off his green jacket, setting it on the back of a nearby chair. “What is your name?” He asked, though he already had the intent of giving her a new name already. He still wanted to know what it was. 

She told it to him, voice wavering with anticipation. Was tonight the night she’d finally experience sex for the first time? The thought alone had her gushing again and the smell caused Chisaki to quirk an eyebrow with curiosity. He had only asked her her name, why did that make her so aroused? 

He loosened his tie before taking it off completely, “Take off your robe.” He ordered as he stepped closer to the bed. She stood up and untied it from around her waist, letting it fall open before she shrugged it off of her shoulders. The white silk fell to the floor and immediately her hands moved to cross over her exposed chest in order to attempt some form of modesty. Even though he had already stripped her and examined her most intimate parts, it was still awkward to simply be nude in front of her new master. She did have some morals afterall. 

Chisaki grabbed her arms and unfolded them before forcing them behind her back. He wrapped the fabric of his tie around her wrists tightly before weaving a knot into the bindings to keep her from getting out of it. Her shoulders pulled to accommodate the new position, causing her chest to lift and breasts to bounce in protest of his sudden and rough movements. 

He observed the wince of pain that crossed her face and the look caused his cock to twitch inside of his pants, begging to be freed. “If you struggle too much, Angel, it’s only going to hurt you more in the long run.” He said, voice edged with a thinly veiled threat. She immediately stopped pulling at the tie and became still before him, eyes too afraid to look at his face as she felt the skin of her cheeks heat painfully with embarrassment. 

He took off his shirt and unbuckled his belt, trying to decide whether or not he wanted to wrap it around her fragile throat. If he did so then he’d been obscured from possibly savoring it for himself, though the thought of that caused a sudden wave of nausea. His stomach urged him to tear open the flesh of her jugular while his brain protested at the mess it would make. 

Chisaki decided to remove the black mask from his face and placed it on a nearby table where it would not get soiled. He heard her inhale sharply at the sight of his unblocked face. He was much more handsome than she had originally thought, and while all vampires had some denotation of enhanced beauty, his was truly magnificent. 

His mouth opened and she saw the glinting white fangs inside of it. Both the canines and lateral incisors were pointed sharp, though the later was a fraction shorter than the other. Truly he could reduce her into nothing in seconds if he wanted to, all with the quick use of his dangerous mouth. She couldn’t help another wave of slick from coating her sex at the thought of what all he could do with it. 

He didn’t bother to take off his pants just yet as he leaned in to gently sniff the flesh of her throat right above the pulse point. She felt a droplet of something wet hit her collarbone and instantly she knew it was saliva. 

“P-Please,” She stuttered for him, “bite me.” She practically moaned the order and he growled at the distastefulness of it. He didn’t want her so willing. Not for the first time. He wanted this to hurt. She heard the small hiss that came out from between his teeth, felt the small puff of air against her neck. Instantly she knew she had made a mistake as his gloved hand wrapped around her throat and began to squeeze. 

She gasped for air, typing to break free from her ties once more but was unsuccessful once again. Her vision blurred around the edges, dark black spots blobbing before her eyes randomly as she struggled for air. Now this was a sight for sore eyes, Chisaki thought. He could easily see the life in her eyes fighting to stay lit. If he held his grip for a few more minutes then she’d lose consciousness completely. Even longer and she’d die. 

He released his hold on her suddenly and she inhaled sharply and painfully. Her lungs expanded fully as she gulped in the clean crisp air of the room. The vampire watched her closely, looking for any sign of long lasting damage. He didn’t even need to command her to not say another word. She got the point loud and clear by his actions alone. 

It was then that he decided that it was better off if he marked her as his own. While it wasn’t a very common practice (his cattle literally got branded with an iron in the shape of the family’s crest), it was something that vampires did to protect humans that they were particularly fond of. While fondness wasn’t the right choice of words here, he did want it to be known that she was for him and him only. 

The best part is that it would hurt. He wanted it to hurt, through fear he could have complete subordination. He wanted a helpless lamb, not a conniving wolf. The only downside was that it would require him to bite her. Though truthfully he could use his quirk to do it, he knew it wouldn’t have quite the same effect. 

Without warning, Kai suddenly sank his teeth into her shoulder, around her right collarbone. His sharpened fangs easily tore through the soft flesh, sweet rich blood pouring into his mouth as she let out the most deliciously pained cry. She tried to shy away from him, tried to get him off, but his hold was vice. 

Pain ripped through her entire body, not just her shoulder. Some sort of dark magic was pulling at her skin, making it hot with fever. Her forehead broke out into a sweat as large tears rolled down her cheeks and onto her neck. She had never known such pain before and she thought she may pass out at any moment. 

He was pulling the blood from her, making her feel lightheaded and almost weightless. The taste was almost too much for him. The thought of just taking every last drop flooding into his mind at such an alarming rate that he was almost unable to stop himself from pulling away at last. Her eyes connected with his bloody mouth, a thick trail of blood seeping down his chin and dripping down onto her bare chest. 

Unfortunately for her he could not use his healing quirk on this particular wound. He needed it to heal naturally in order for the mark to leave a scar. If he healed it completely then it would be all for naught. 

He quickly disappeared into the private bathroom and scrubbed his face and lips clean, though wasting even a drop of her blood made him rage. The good thing about humans was that they could produce more. It wasn’t a finite source. He had to remind himself of that as he willed the hives that had crept up his neck to disappear. Nausea turned his newly full stomach. A glance in the mirror at his now clean face caused the urge to vomit to recede. He grabbed a hand towel and some medical supplies. He had to take good care of his little lamb if he wanted her to last. 

Once back in the bedroom he began to clean the wound. Thankfully the blood hadn’t made it to the bedspread. He cleaned the wound with a surprising amount of gentleness, being sure not to hurt her as he bandaged it up with gauze and medical tape. Once the square of white material was firmly in place he took off his clothes and retreated back into the bathroom to wash his hands. 

After drying them he returned into the bedroom to see her looking at him, her legs quaking beneath her shuddering frame. “Lay down on your stomach,” He said monotonously, watching as she struggled to get onto the bed without the use of her arms and lay down for him. Chisaki put on a new pair of gloves and grabbed a condom from the box that had been placed in the room. They had been specially made to hold up during the certain amount of zeal he tended to have in the bedroom, though he rarely found a specimen good enough for his tastes. Typically after he soiled them he discarded them, but this time would be different. Now she was marked, the skin of her shoulder still burning with pain. 

Chisaki dropped his pants and underwear, watching her thighs continue to shake. “Up on your knees.” He instructed and she did just that, keeping her chest on the mattress with her arms tied behind her back. The view was absolutely magnificent. Her wet folds now on display for him, the tiny whines that came from her throat. How could a virgin be so fucking needy? He didn’t know and didn’t care, somehow her being more willing than he expected was a good thing. Going in dry could be painful and he detested the stickiness of lube. 

He rolled the condom onto his hard cock, a thrill tingling up his spine at the thought of what he was about to do. He’d fix her up nice and good after working her over. Even if she was aroused, this was still going to hurt. 

He positioned his tip at her entrance, looking over her shuddering form. Honestly he had never seen such a beautiful site before. All the virgins he’d taken before were nothing like this one. He kept one gloved hand on her lower back while his other guided his twitching member into her. 

He wasn’t slow or gentle. In fact, he pushed his way in with brute force, knowing that it would be ripping that delicate hymen of hers. He could smell the blood spilling onto the bed and once more his mouth filled with saliva. His little lamb cried out in pain because there was no pleasure to be had here yet. It was much too soon for that. 

Chisaki held back a curse at how tight she was, her pussy clamping down on his cock in a vice grip that had him wanting to blow his load already. He did allow her a moment to adjust to the new feeling of him stretching her out, though it wasn’t long before he dragged himself out and slammed back into her once more. 

Another cry of pain, she wanted to beg him to stop and give her time. Let her get acclimated more before he moved, but she feared what kind of punishment she might receive for such an outburst. Her cries though were music to his ears and he wouldn’t let up, not when he could hear that precious sound over and over again. 

The pain didn’t last forever. Not like she had feared it might. Which each powerful thrust it dulled more and more, until her screams of agony became moans of pleasure. Chisaki wasn’t sure which he liked more, they were both so sweet in their own way. Feeling her body relax, her walls loosening ever so slightly so that it was easier for him to move, did make the act much more enjoyable. He could increase his pace, pounding into her with relentless force that had her toes curling with delight. 

She felt an odd pressurized sensation welling in the pit of her abdomen. It was so foreign and tense that she was at first worried something may be wrong with her. Chisaki grabbed a fistfull of her hair and yanked it backwards, pain searing into her scalp as her walls tightened around him enough to make him let out a groan. 

He pulled her upwards more by her locks, making it so he was entering her at a new angle, one that had her feeling dizzy with ecstasy. The coil tightened even more and she felt like she was going to shatter into pieces if he didn’t stop. One more good thrust and it snapped completely, her first orgasm blossoming and overtaking her in waves. Her already dripping cunt flooded around him and the feeling of her juices on his upper thighs had him breaking out all over again.

Chisaki let out a grunt at the feeling of her coming undone around him. Her walls pulsating and fluttering had him unable to hold back as he hit his peak. His thrusts became incredibly shallow and without rhythm as he pumped white cum into the latex condom. 

He released his hold on her hair, making her fall forward onto her face. She was in too much of a state of bliss to move as she caught her breath. He slowly pulled out of her, allowing her hips to fall onto the bed next. He observed the mix of blood and cum that dripped down her legs and onto the bedspread. Again the sight and smell of the ruby liquid was too much for him to hold back from. Besides, his little angel did so good for him. She deserved a little treat too for taking his dick so well for the first time. 

He untied the tie in order to give her shoulders a break, though they hung limply as she was still dazed from the ordeal. He gently guided her to roll over onto her back, letting her get into a comfortable position as he moved his face between her legs. His nose was practically inside her as he inhaled her natural perfume, his tongue licking at the droplets of blood on her lips. His little lamb shuddered, too tired to make any sort of noise. She was still so incredibly sensitive that his probing tongue had tears leaking from her eyes. 

Chisaki devoured every drop of spilled blood that hadn’t made it to the duvet. Tiny nips of his teeth over her femoral artery had a new wave of arousal building within her. She had no idea that she could feel so much at once. It was maddening already and only became worse when his mouth latched onto her engorged clit suddenly and sucked powerfully. 

She let out a weak cry of protest, the overstimulation simply too much. How could someone want something and not want it so much at the same time? There was an ache between her legs from how much he had stretched out her innocent little hole and now his tongue swirling around her clit had her seeing stars. 

Unable to stop herself, she rutted her hips against him, whimpering through her tears as his eyes snapped up to watch her squirm. Two gloved fingers snaked their way into her pussy, curling with her natural curve before coming back out. He repeated the process, forming a speedy rhythm of fingers and tongue until she was screaming for more. More, more, please, and she was cumming again in no time at all. 

Chisaki removed himself from her, disappearing into the bathroom to clean up his face and take off his soiled gloves and condom. He washed his hands and penis though the hives were still taking over the edges of his face. He’d have to take a full on shower after he was done cleaning her up. 

He came back out with a warm wet towel and a dry one. First he placed a hand on her belly, using his quirk to heal her lower half so that she would no longer be in any pain. He also took the time to repair her hymen so he could deflower her all over again sometime soon. 

Her heavy breathing slowed as the pain dissipated. Though exhaustion was setting in, his delicate healing touch had her feeling warm. He wiped her clean, drying her off before discarding the dirty towels. “Can you sit up, Angel?” He asked in a soft voice that she had no idea he was even capable of. “I need to replace the duvet.” 

She nodded, scrambling to the head of the bed so that he could pull the bloody blanket out from under her. “Get under the sheets.” He said, though it was an order it didn’t sound as cold as his previous orders had. She managed to get under the silken sheets, eyes growing heavy as she rested her head on the pillow. She had been too scared to sleep since she’d been captured by the other gang of vampires. Now the events of the day were making it very difficult to keep her eyes open. 

Chisaki grabbed a spare blanket from the closet and put it over her so that she would not be cold. He observed her tired, frail face. “Sleep, little lamb. I’ll have food waiting for you when you wake.” 

She didn’t even have the energy to nod, simply falling into a much needed state of slumber before he could say anything else. As he observed her, Chisaki couldn’t help but think to himself that Kurono had been right. She was definitely the one.

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title: Elephants Are Neither White nor Random || Yuichiro Kurono x fem!Reader a/n: so this is my thing now apparently, holidays = Kurono fics word count: 4.1 k tags: fem!Reader, office stupidity, fluff, Christmas themes, semi edited character(s): Yuichiro Kurono (fire force) ft. Nataku Son + Director Oguru synopsis: 'tis the season for gifts and giving. So when Kurono isn’t your secret Santa and Oguru is? Only petty chaos can ensue.

Nataku's brows pinched together harder but then, there was a sudden release and relief washing over his worried features, "So...I still get presents?"

Laughing it off you nod glad he finally got it, "Yes. You don't have to worry the White Elephant is more of a staffing thing for Haijima."

"Because adults don't get presents from Santa?" Nataku asked.

Trying to stifle your laughter at the question as to not blow the magic of Christmas just yet for him. You shook your head smiling, "No," Then you thought about it for a second, "More like they think it's good to build coworker relationships."

"But you and Mr. Kurono are already in a relationship."

Leave it to this kid to pick the worst timing to pop off with his facts. Oguru leaning into the door frame before you could catch Nataku's statement. Meant the director clicked his tongue shaking his head as he entered the office space.

"Well this isn't about how those two get along outside the office." Oguru's slimy smile made you roll your eyes, "Not everyone gets a 'bonus' from work like-"

"Do you need something Director?" You cut into his words before anything too age inappropriate would be said in front of Nataku. 

Always pertinent to being within a Haijima facility, Oguru stepped inside to reveal Kurono wasn't short to follow. He gestured back to the man and smiled, "Just wanted to remind you both that the White Elephant gift exchange within Haijima walls is all but random this year." Oguru nudged Kurono's ribs with a wink, "Wouldn't want anyone feeling left out with all this love in the air."

If looks could kill, it certainly wouldn't be Kurono's even as he stood there with an almost full fledged eye twitch from the Director's ribbing. Your glare on the other hand. It might have taken a few days at least off Oguru's life as he stepped up and ruffled Nataku's hair with a grin. 

"Mr. Oguru." Nataku looked up at the lanky man with nothing but honesty in his bright eyes, "Do you have someone like Ms. L/N to get you a present in case Santa forgets?"

Choking on your water bottle mid drink. Nataku struck again this time in your favor. Hardly able to stop your laugh as you wiped your mouth from the little dribble. You looked over at the man not even trying to hide your grin, "Not everyone gets present remember Nataku? Santa has to do something with all that coal."

Faint as it was Kurono looked away from his supervisor with his subtle smile. Oguru though was less than amused but saw it as the perfect opportunity to pull out what he had tucked in his suit pocket, "That's really funny you might say that. Seeing as you, Ms. L/N, are in fact my White Elephant this year." 

God and there it was. Beautiful gold ink on those stupid cards you saw them filing away this morning along with the Christmas themed sorter. There was bad. Then there was this. Your name, first and last, along with your position and a monetary cap that was supposed to be heeded by all. And Oguru of all people were holding it between his fingers like his own slimy business card.

 "Looks like Christmas will be extra special to you this year." Oguru grinned.

Violence wasn't the answer but god did it seem like the right one about now. Behind him Kurono seemed unphased. And both of you knew as well as accepted the fact getting each other as gift recipients was near impossible. That wasn't the issue. Anyone else in the power branch could have pulled your card. And yet the Great Sol somehow placed that card in Oguru's hand like some cruel joke. Making it very apparent that your questioning of god's reasoning to puting a damper on an already special time you had planned for both of you.

"Wonderful." You chirped.

Catching everyone off guard. Even Kurono's expression flinched towards surprised when he looked over at you.

Shrugging you smile sweetly at Oguru and bat your lashes like nothing was a miss, "Don't forget. Director, no spending any of that fancy money you have. Rules are rules after all."

Mocking you very dishonest smile with his own. Oguru tapped the card as he turned to leave, "Oh don't worry. I know you worker bees care so much about those rules." He stopped and tapped a knuckle against Kurono's chest, "Can't wait to see who ends up with you Mr. Reaper."

Eyes narrowed into a glare the entirety of his exit. Kurono didn't loose his expression even as the door clicked behind the Director. Like staring at the door angrily was really going to fix anything. Until Nataku broke away from you to come staring up at the dark haired man.

"Mr. Kurono," Nataku got his yellow eyes off the door and at least on him now as he fidgeted with his sleeve, "Did you do it too?"

"What?"

"The Elephant thingy."

You sigh and got up from your chair to come stand by him, "Everyone in the company does it Nataku. It's not a big deal. Director Oguru just likes to poke his nose where it doesn't belong."

"So you two aren't mad?" Nataku craned his neck to look back at you.

"Mad?" You were genuinely confused, "Why would we be mad?"

"Well because Mr. Oguru took your chance to give each other presents."

Like anyone enjoyed following the Director to undo the shit that flowed from his mouth. You got eye level with Nataku and smiled at him as you reached into your wallet and got out a couple of bills, "Here. Since I have to go get something for the Director before the end of the week. How about you and Kurono go pick out a gift for whoever he got?"

"The left wings security guard." Kurono interjected with a dead tone.

Oh, you knew who he was talking about. Maybe it was the position you were in but anyone sounded better than Oguru, "That's an easy one. So how's that sound?"

"But I wanted to go with you." Nataku confessed. Kurono wasn't a bad option, the kid just prefered your company more.

"Are you going to get yourself fired?" Kurono looked down at you next to Nataku, "Don't leave me here with them."

"I'm not going to get fired." Rolling your eyes, you actually had nothing but good intent to get Oguru a plain easy to pass off gift. Termination in your tenure wasn't exactly in your immediate future plans. Just sending Nataku with his guardian made more sense to you so you could kill two birds with one stone, "He's super ficial. Oguru is easy to shop for. Are you telling me you can't do your job and pick out a simple gift?"

Renewed scowl on his face. Kurono looked at Nataku, "Lets go. I'm doing this on company time."

"That's the spirit." You stood back and ruffled Nataku's hair grinning at both of them, "Make it worth it Mr. Reaper. Don't want to see you get fired over a gift either."

A little groan but Kurono rolled his eyes. Discreetly leaning over to give the faintest peck to your cheek. Even though he'd seen it a million times. Nataku still hid his mouth behind his sleeve as he snickered at the exchange. Until Kurono glared at him and Nataku quickly made his way to the door with the man following. 

At least if there was any positive, Oguru gave you an excuse to shop alone and really surprise Kurono with your present this year. Not that your stomach was already in knots about how his present might be received. No turning back now though, Oguru was your White Elephant and that was that.

A man wealthier than ninety six percent of your coworkers. 

Someone who, in reality, could and probably did buy anything he wanted on a whim.

Oguru's suits were always pressed to pristine condition. His hair slicked back but never oily from only the finest beauty products. And a cologne scent that you did have to admit might smell half way decent on Kurono if he ever fancied the idea of it. 

Though as you stood there in front of the display of his preferred brand. You took a look a the price tag. Even marked down with his grand holiday special. And knew Kurono nor yourself would ever waste a single penny on something so pointless. Especially not for a man who probably rotated out his perfumes like the seasons.

So again it was onto the next department store window to look for anything to pass off as a thoughtful gift to your boss. And the pain in your ass.

Packs of socks. Did Oguru wear ankle cut or all the way up his calves? Single serve sets of handmade bento boxes made from beautiful wood. Had you even seen Oguru pack a lunch or did he always just go out to eat? Gift cards galore. Would he even go to any of these places that seemed so common to you?

Were you running out of stores or patience? Not once this afternoon had you even thought about what to execute your present with. This White Elephant thing was taking too much of you time. And when you stared down another row of little shops, the weight of it suddenly was becoming too much to do today.

Then your phone went off.

Not surprised as it was only on vibrate in your purse. You still fished around in the endless pit until you unearthed the dingy little screen. It promptly let you know you had one new message. From of course Kurono's phone. Now you were surprised when you saw it was in fact a picture. Something he never sent.

Pausing your Oguru themed shopping. You stepped out of the walk way to see just what the man was up to. 

Flicking open the message and in mere seconds your heart melted away the stress of the day.

Kurono, who clearly wasn't the one taking the picture, was saddled with a pair of reindeer antlers on his head. Nataku with elf ears to match. And the kid's attempt at a selfie with an unwilling participant and a terrible little flip phone camera. Grainy, a little blurry and snapped without anything but pure joy on Nataku's big smile. 

You suddenly worried that you were going to start crying in the middle of the shopping district.

Saving yourself from looking a fool. You blot at your eyes and hit reply. Sending them nothing more than a dozen hearts and the words 'my favorites' to it all. There was no waiting to get another picture after that. This time from the most unflattering angle of Nataku pointing the camera up towards himself. Kurono very blurry in the background as it was clear he was trying to take the phone from him. You were so thankful in the moment that they were happy. Reminding yourself that really that's what was important. 

Ditching the idea that you had to get the right present for some stupid exchange. You went with what was going to make you happy to give the Director. Or anyone in that fact. If that wasn't enough for Oguru, well then, that was his fault and not your own. Even his salary couldn't buy happiness if he wanted to.

Finally meaning you have the chance to look for the perfect gift for the one of the dorks in the picture. And with the dozens of stores you'd past earlier. You had a pretty clear cut idea of exactly what you wanted to get him.

It was pleasant. 

Saying otherwise would be a lie truthfully. Haijima did a wonderful job of making something that at first felt mandatory. Feel more like a fun little family thing. Even Kurono seemed less cranky about staying after work than he normally wood. But free food and drinks might have helped with that.

With your glass in hand there was a chance the evening would be soured still when Oguru finally made his way over to bless the two of you with his presceneces. 

"I hope you are ready for a wonderful White Elephant," He didn't even stop to say hi. Just right out with it so he could watch the frown grow on his subordinates face, "I'm sure your actually Christmas will be wonderful tomorrow morning. Even with the, lesser presents."

"Wow I can only imagine how lonely Christmas is when even the Grinch had a pet dog," You simply say behind the lip of your drink before taking a sip, "Or does Haijima rent out a garbage dump for you during this time of the year Director?"

"Ha ha, very funny," Oguru didn't stop his leisure eye roll, "We're off the clock, can't we be friends?"

"Fancy way of saying unpaid overtime," Kurono groaned as he clutched his full glass, "Least we could have gotten a bonus."

"What do you think the presents are for?" Oguru reminded him of this entire ordeal.

"What am I gonna do with a cinnamon flavored candle?" Kurono was all but serious with his White Elephant gift.

Oguru dipped his hand into his pocket and produced a little perfectly wrapped box, "Maybe wake up our lovely lady over here when she opens my gift."

"That doesn't look like it was under the allotted limit." Kurono's eyes narrowed. First on the gift but then darting to you to search your face for a reaction.

"Eh what are limits but a weak check book," Oguru scoffed as he handed the present out towards you, "Think of this, as your bonus my sweet lady."

Frown deepening on your face. You didn't like the reek of entitlement that came with taking anything from this man. Anyone else might have been ecstatic to receive a gift from the Director. But all you could do was wait for this all to be over.

"Well aren't you going to open it?" Oguru raised an eyebrow at you, "It's not like it's a scent candle or anything."

The jab wasn't needed but waiting any longer would make Kurono all that much more ancy. And his gift was burning a hole in your pocket as you spoke.

"Fine." You caved. Taking the box from him and finding it was at least lighter than perhaps a piece of jewelry. The last thing you wanted was something superficial and shiny from your boss.

Smug smile on his face. Oguru gave you a wink as he crossed his arms over his jacket. Not saying a word. Only watching as Kurono fidgeted right next to him.

Worried about what it could be. It was either ease into what Oguru bought. Or rip the bandaid right off. Maybe it was all your time spent in the medical field but, you chose to just rip that band aid right off. Tearing into the present ready to be sickened by what he got you. 

Simply unprepared to be staring at the glistening pen nestled in the green satin. You were all but speechless when the horrors that ran through your head didn't play out. Instead all you were looking at was a-

"...a pen?" You blinked, clearly surprised.

Cocky smile still playing on his lips, Oguru nodded, "It's engraved with the year you began working at this facility. Well, the official year. Not anything to do with your student time here." He gestured for you to take it out and look at it. All for you to see the extra detail on its body, "Also with your name. So no sticky little fingers can claim that isn't your pen." Beaming with arrogant pride Oguru smiled something of an almost genuine look, "A utensil befitting a wonderful doctor honestly. Should serve you well in fact."

Speechless-ness had really taken you. Not for the reason you for saw. But because how genuine the gift was. Though it clearly was something an executive could afford. Price was honestly a second thought to how truthfully sweet Oguru's gift was. Leaving you a moment to gather yourself.

"Well, I am- I'm actually very thankful for this Director." You admired it's craftsmanship and weight in your hand. It was a beautiful pen you hoped wrote as well as it felt. Though you were kidding yourself of course it probably preformed as graciously as it looked. Leaving only your gift to be given to the man. Still in reality what you decided on simply still felt right.

Handing him off the square little box you wrapped yourself. Not done professionally like his had been. Oguru still smiled as he took it and gave it a little playful shake to guess what it is, "You know, I already have this seasons Rolex. You shouldn't have."

"Don't worry," You beamed a smile at him, "I didn't."

Fair enough to say. Oguru still clung to his smiley grin as he opened the package. Just as the thoughtfulness of the pen surprised you. When he opened the box to reveal two silver studs. He was taken back by a genuine smile.

"Are these-?"

"They are silver cuff links yes, in cute little snakes." You grinned.

Oguru took them out. Working them over and over in his hand. Until finally he had to put them on himself. Replacing the golden ones he had. To find these fit so perfectly it was like they were made for his suit.

"They're snakes..." Kurono pointed out the obvious dig at his character.

"And?" You nudged him in the side, "He's a snake. Now anyone can see him coming a mile away."

Kurono watched as Oguru gushed about the cuff links to the first employee that walked by their little trio. Drawing a sourness to his face as he thought of the pen and now the cuff links. Both so well tailored to the receiver. He was beginning to have doubts about what you might think of his gifts. Wrapping himself up in his thoughts until another nudge in the side yanked him from it.

"Hey." You caught his thousand yard stare finally, "Can I give you your present now?"

"But it's not Christmas." Kurono still was wrapped up in his envy for Oguru's extravagant gift exchange with you.

You shrugged nonchalantly and smiled, "I'm too excited. And I want to give it to you now."

Caught up in his thoughts Kurono looked back over at the Director. Who had honestly gone on his merry way to harass the other workers of the Power Division. Still something clawed at his craw making him frown and forget you were talking to him entirely.

"Yuichiro-" You snagged his wrist to break that stare, "What is-"

"You spent a long time thinking about the Director's present." If you didn't know better any better a look of despondency was on his pale features. Kurono looked down at your fingers loosely around his wrist and couldn't stop from flexing his hand into a nervous fist, "...And his was so thoughtful."

Seeing exactly where this spiral was going. You dropped his wrist. Not to let go but instead grab his hand. Giving him a tug in the direction towards the back of the party. Kurono about to object that this was mandatory until you bluntly told him to screw the holiday party. You had something more important to give him that a red mark on a mandatory party.

Saddled with that same complacent look of disappointment. Kurono followed with lips sealed tight. And the occasional squeeze of your fist when he blindly let you lead. Finding the place you were leading him to wasn't all that extraordinary.

"Your office?" Kurono's voice flat and unamused. Thoughts still lingering on the carefully picked gift you held in the other hand and how Director Oguru was the one to get you something so thoughtful.

Glancing back you pull him into your space and shut the door behind the two of you with a smile, "It's the only place private."

For what it was worth, his face broke back into a scowl and Kurono shook his head while you ushered him to sit back in your chair, "I don't think this is the right kind of gift- Can we wait until we-"

"It's not that." You can't help the laugh. Seeing where he thought the body language might mean that. It stops being seductive the second you stand in front of him with a tiny little red box. Holding it out to him with the bow too big for it's container. You offer it up to him with the nerves in your stomach returning, "Read the tag first."

As confused as he could look. He took the box from you. Finding it as light as it looked. But even if he shook it, the contents were so well packed that nothing budged inside. Leaving him to follow your instructions. Kurono undid the little tag only to stare at it confused, "...one plus one?"

Knowing he'd never get it the first time. You gesture for him to open it.

Peeling away the bow so the cap could be removed. He was right about the packing. You went wild stuffing such a small thing full of tissue paper. But what rested above it all was a note with handwriting awfully similar to yours. When he picked it out and it only said the word three on it. Kurono was not understanding the point to any of this. Even glancing at the pen set on your desk. He didn't appreciate the way this was making him feel and it was becoming very clear on his face.

"Yuichiro..." Your voice grew soft, "Give me your hand."

"Why?" His words twanged with a bit of bitter over this all.

"Just do it."

Taking a deep breath he looked you up and down. With your own tucked behind your back Kurono wasn't ready for a joke gift. Still you sounded sincere and if there was a glimmer of trust in him for anyone. It was you.

Extending his hand upwards to you. There was a long silence between the two of you. Before your hands fell from your sides. One relaxed. The other clutching something. To which he quickly honed in on the one with an item closed in your fist. Kurono didn't know what was going to blow him away in the form of something so small.

What wasn't glitz and glamorous. Or even shiny in the slightest. It was at its core, a simple piece of paper. But a piece of paper the twenty nine year old was far too away of the meaning. And with two faded pink lines. Kurono all but unraveled the mini riddle you gifted to him in the box.

"...merry Christmas." You broke the silence in your office with tears threatening to take over you. Unsure of the reaction going on in his head. Outwardly it looked like Kurono was struck with stillness. Something you couldn't decipher quick enough. Worrying this was the worst thing you could have done.

When you couldn't retract the words. He reached out his hands. Placing them on your stomach and staring forward. Fixated with those yellow eyes. Unblinking and pressing his palms flush to your sides with his fingers crossing over your navel. He even scooted closer to the edge of the chair just to be closer.

With the warmth of his hands on your tummy. Even feeling the right palm's warmth through your layers of clothing. There was no seeing or feeling anything. Far too early for that. All that mattered though was he was touching you. With earnest until you saw him lean forward and press his forehead to your belly. Immediately wrapping your arms around his head and letting out the choked laugh that had been keeping a strangle hold on your vocal cords.

Running your fingers through his silky black hair. Bending down and nuzzling your face into the top of his head all while Kurono couldn't stop feeling your abdomen. His face pressed into your work clothes and unaware of the stray dribbling tears leaking from the corners of his eyes. All the man could do was lean into you harder and melt with your embrace. 

"...can we tell Nataku?" Kurono finally, almost reluctantly, leaned away from you with his hands resting on your sides. Head tipped back you were certain you'd never seen him cry in the slightest. Now though as glossy as his yellow eyes were. Kurono wasn't really crying but the tears dripping down the corner of his wide eyes told another story.

No where near strong enough to keep from finding your own cheeks damp. Soon your own tears joined the party. Leading you to nod vigorously as you leaned down and pressed your forehead against his grinning like a fool, "Yeah. We can tell Nataku."

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[glassartpeasants]

Storage Closet

Shin Nemoto x F!Reader

Warnings: Wall sex, degradation, mentions of cuminflation?

A/N: I’m gonna see all you hoes in hell. I hate this. I’m tagging the people who I know willingly made me do it.

Taglist: @poke-txts @thotsforvillainrights 

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“What I wouldn’t give to see that fucker put in his place. He thinks he’s all that but-uh he just make me so fucking anger.” You and Kurono sit in the yakuza living as he rants to you about a man named Shin Nemoto. Everytime it was always something new that Kurono had complained to you about. 

You two were good friends you’d like to say. You met Chisaki and Kurono in middle school after you helped both of them pass the art class that they need a credit for in order to graduate. After that you became good friends with the two boys. 

You watched them slowly grow the yakuza and hire people in and out. They felt like they were swarming all around before you knew it. Plague masks everywhere, seriousness in the air. Sometimes it was just boring around here. This place needed a little drama. A little spice.

Which gave you an idea that made your lips curl into a smile.

“Hey Kurono, I got an idea.”

“About what?”

“How to knock Nemoto down a peg or two.” Kurono’s eyebrow perked up as he gave you a intrigued look. He let out a chuckle.

“I’m listening.”

~~~

‘How am I supposed to get this fuck alone when all he does is follow Overhaul around like a lost puppy?’ Your groan in your head as your pretend to clean the floors. Your just waiting for the right moment to strike. Unlucky for you, you weren’t very patient. So that’s why it felt like an eternity.

So when you heard them walking down the hallways close to you, you had to quickly make a plan up so you could get him alone. You see Mimic, Kurono and Nemoto behind Overhaul as they walked towards you.

“Good afternoon Overhaul.” To be honest, even though you were friends, he still made you call him that. Kinda sucks but you rather not be turned into a puddle of blood. 

“Good afternoon (L/N). Thank you for cleaning the floors without being told.” He and the others starts to walk away before you realize this is your chance.

“Oh! I forgot to ask if it was okay if I talk to Nemoto for a second? I promise it will only take a few minutes.” You see Overhaul raise an eyebrow before letting out a sigh.

“Only a few minutes.” He said as the rest of them started walking off. Just leaving you and Nemoto. As soon as they were outta view, you grab Nemoto by the collar and drag him into the storage closet.

“Jesus fuck! What the hell woman-” You push his back against the door before putting a knife to his throat.

“If you don’t want your throat slit I suggest you listen to me. Okay Nemoto?” You felt him tense out and let out annoyed groan.

“Fine what?”

“Take off your mask.” He let out a sigh before he took off his hat and unclasped his mask. setting on one of the shelves of the closet. His bare face now in view.

“Now why would you cover up such a pretty face?” You say as you take off your own mask. You put your hand on his chest as you lean your face towards his.

“What the fuck are you even trying to do.” You let out a snicker before threading your fingers into his hair as you brought your lips to his ear.

“Be good and I’ll give you a little treat.” You could see his fist clench before he let out a soft gasp once he felt your lips press against his neck.

“Take off this.” You tug on his poor excuse of an outfit. You heard him let out a grumble before he took it off.

“Hehe.” You went back to kissing his neck before putting the knife back into your back pocket as you start to slowly trail your hand down his chest.

He let out a hiss once he felt your teeth brush against the one spot that had him red faced. You smile as you latched your lips onto said spot and starting sucking on it. Giving it little nibbles as well.

“Y-You better not leave a mark you bitch.” Nemoto turned his head so he didn’t have to look at you in the eyes. But that only gave you more room to cover his neck in hickeys and bites. 

“You look like such a pretty slut with all these hickeys on your neck.” You laugh in his ear as you gave it a little nibbe before you started to kiss his jawline.

“I am no slut. I’m not the one who dragged me in here just to make just to kiss my neck.” Your lips stop in front of his as you looked into his eyes.

“Who said that’s all I’m gonna do?” You push your lips on his as you let go of his hair and move both hands to his shoulders. Surprised, Nemoto tried to push you off only to realize he pretty much put his hands on your chest.

“You say your not enjoying this and yet here you are grabbing my breasts. You seem excited.”

“It was an accident and you know it!” You laugh against his ear, your hands moving down to his chest as you begin to slowly unbutton his shirt. Just as you were about to speak you feel his lips slowly but barely moving with yours. A small victory that will slowly lead into a bigger one.

You felt his hands move down to your hips as he starts groping at the flesh there. His lips started moving to the same speed as yours, making him finally accept the kiss. You have a small smile on your face as you finished unbuttoning the last button on his shirt. 

Your hands slowly move around his bare chest as you used your nails to softly graze across it, making him shiver. You let out a gasp once you feel his hands take residence at your thighs. He pulled you closer to him before he moved his lips to your ear,

“Jump.” Once you did what he asked he wrapped your legs around his waist. This time it was his turn to trap you against the wall. His body pressed up against yours as he started to kiss your neck and move his hips into against your clothed core. 

‘I was just coming to give him a handjob. How did we end up like this?’  Your thoughts were running wild as the feeling of his humping against your core made your clit throb in need. You started moving your hips along with his earning yourself a little groan. 

You move your hands down to his pants as you begin to unbuckle his belt and pull down the zipper of his pants. His fingers hook onto your own pants as he begin sliding them down your legs. You helped by stepping out of them before he put your legs back around his waist. Your panties still hiding your cunt.

His fingers move towards your clothed cunt as you feel the pads of his fingers stop at your clit. His fingers slowly rub it causing your toes to curl and moan out. You shake in his hold as your pride is holding you back from telling him to go a bit faster. 

His hand left your clit making your whimper in disappointment before you felt something poke at the fabric  of your panties. You look down to see his cock probing at your entrance. You were just wet enough from the treatment he gave your clit.

His fingers move your panties to the side a bit before you felt him try and push into your tight cunt.

“D-Damn...so tight...” He let out a groan before moving his hips back. Before you can say anything you got the wind knocked outta you from him slamming his entire length into you. Your nails digging into his chest as you scratch it. You swore you have heard him whisper your name but you didn’t wanna seem like an idiot if you didn’t hear it.

His hips slowly moving back and forth as you swear you could feel him hit your cervix. His hands holding your waist as to keep you in place. His fingers digging into your flesh, which is surely going to leave bruises afterwards. 

“Fuck your so wet a-and tight.” You could feel his hot breath on your neck as his hips snapped into yours. Your toes curl as you bit your lip, trying to not give him the pleasure of hearing you moan more. 

You felt his hand grab your chin and turn your face towards him where he caught you in a kiss. You couldn’t even focus on the kiss, not while you felt him pounding away at your cervix. You swear you could have felt him in your tummy. 

You let out a wanton moan once you felt his fingers place themselves back on your clit and start rubbing again, this time only faster.

“F-Fuck...Nemoto-” 

“Shut up slut. You started it and I’m finishing it bitch.” His thrusts got faster ashe put more force on his grip on your waist. You started to shake as you felt your climax creeping up on you.

“Are you gonna cum slut? I thought you were the ‘big bad guy’ but turns out your just a whore who wants to get fucked in a storage closet.” You can see why Kurono doesn’t like him. But you can’t deny that your close to letting go.

“C’mon bitch. Cum on my cock and I’ll pump you full of my cum. My little cumdump.” You dig your nails into his chest before letting out a scream that was silenced by Nemoto kissing you. Your eyes rolled back as you cum right on his cock.

“Fuck! You just got so much tighter.” His arms wrap around your waist to bring you closer to him before sinking his teeth into your neck so you don’t move. You could feel the base of his dick rubbing against your clit which led you to getting the pleasurable feeling all over again.

“Gonna cum again? Your more of a whore then I thought you were haha-Fuck gonna cum inside my slut.” Nemoto’s hips begin to stutter before he moved his hips to be connected to yours. He lets out a groan in your ear before you felt his cum fill up your cunt. You followed right after him.

Nemoto moves his head down to see the place where you two are connected before letting out a moan as he saw the trail of cum that connected his cock and your pussy together. His cum running down the side of your thighs. He could just feel himself getting hard again just looking at the sight.

You felt like you couldn’t even move your legs. Your legs twitched and you were certain that you were gonna walk with a sort of limp after this. You go to try and unhook your legs from his waist only to have his cock plunged inside you once more. 

“W-what?!”

“I’m not done yet my slut. When I’m done with you, you can only go so far without tripping cause of how much cum I’ve pumped into you. We’re long from over. From now on this pussy belongs to me. And it’ll only know that shape of my cock.” You felt every inch of him once he plunged inside of you once again.

“Now scream my name so the whole base can hear who you belong too.”

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[quirkfics]

Blush(ing) Chronostasis x Readerchan?

"I know your secret,” you murmur, leaning your chin on Hari’s shoulder as you slip your arms around him. 

He barely responds, making the softest hmm noise in answer - but he leans into your touch, tension easing from his frame. He’s still too busy with the papers spread out in front of him though. 

You brush his hair behind his ear, nipping at the lobe gently, and repeat yourself. 

“What secret?” He finally asks, tilting his head to see your face. His ears are blushing, turned pink from the attention. 

“Your ears. They turn pink when you’re pleased,” you tease, grinning when his cheeks begin to match. “Of course, your cheeks mean you’re-” You gasp. “Hari!”

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