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yandere-romanticaa · 1 year

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I don't think some people understand just how absolutely terrifying Mori is and I want to talk about it.

When you meet him it will most likely be in a casual place such as the street or the mall with Elise by his side, naturally. The little girl takes a swift liking to you and basically demands Mori to convince you to play with her and he obeys. It is honestly a little humiliating seeing a grown man beg for something like that but it is endearing in its own little way. Feeling bad for them both you agree and promptly make your way towards the playground where the three of you spend the day together, responsibilities be damned.

Before you know it, the physician and his daughter become something of a semi often occurence in your life.

Mori himself is silly - tripping all over his words, especially if Elise says something to him. There are times when the little girl says some of the most concerning things totally out of the blue but Mori always manages to shut her up, which feels out of character for him.

It feels like some sort of secret that you really should not hear but you decide not to pay any attention to it. Everyone has secrets to keep, a skeleton or two deeply hidden in their closets, you don't judge Mori for this.

He is greatly pleased with your easygoing attitude.

Mori often sits in his pitch black office, the scent of fine chocolates and cigarette smoke lingering in the air as his subordinates give him their reports but his mind is elsewhere.

He's half paying attention to the executive's words as he grabs a tiny heart shaped chocolate from the pristine red box, its surface shining brightly against the light that is lit close to him. He pops is in his mouth and savors the milky flavour, the sweet strawberry centre giving it that extra delightful kick which he oh so craves.

Mori indulges in the sweets and thinks of you as he does so. Yes, this is something you would love.

The gifts start pouring and pouring, each one more extravagant than the last. They range from fine sweets, good wine, beautiful clothing and letters which detail the senders feelings towards you. The sender never bothered to sign the letters but always made sure to add something like I'm always watching or Sleep well.

It was creepy.

You tell Mori about some of the gifts that are left on your doorstep but never go into full detail as you're too nervous of scaring him off. The older man always somehow manages to laugh the entire sitation away and tells you to not so worry so much. Don't you know that some people would kill to have someone so helplessly in love with them? He sits on your couch, legs crossed and with a cup of tea in his hands, which you served him of course. You talk and talk and his words give shallow comfort especially as time goes by.

Was he being too forward? Did the gifts not suit your preferences? With a sigh he just waves off his men, all while thinking to himself "Ridiculous, of course they love it!"

Mori thinks you're just shy. You just are not used to someone paying so much attention to you, especially to the extent that Mori is. He has eyes and ears everywhere, your apartment is under constant surveillance and not to mention that the apartment itself is bugged, allowing Mori to hear you speak and do your other daily activities.

He knows you better then you know yourself.

It does not take Mori insert himself in your life in more personal ways. No matter who, Mori always somehow manages to make the people around him look worse than he is and in a flash he orchestrates the downfall of your whole entire life. You lose your job, your home, your friends and family no longer speak to you.

Some, if not all are dead but you don't need to know that.

That is when he comes to you, when you are at your weakest, your most vulnerable. He drops the silly act like a mask and his true colours are exposed.

Mori Ougai is a monster.

But, would you rather sell your soul to a monster or be left in the streets alone, unloved and penniless? Truly, your life would be so much easier if you just submit to him and look, you don't even need to do that much! Eat the food he feeds and wear the nice clothes he gets you and you will be golden!! Just, be still and pretty, alright?

It's honetly so jarring to see Mori's personality shift - one minute he is the silly doctor you met and grew to like, the man who says dumb things in order to make you laugh, the man who was willing to beg on his knees for you to just please, wear this cute outfit, it is going to look so good on you he promises!!

And yet, the next moment he is cold, cruel and calculating, the head of the Port Mafia. He is a man of his word and his subordinates greatly admire and fear him, yes, fear. Do not forget that Kyouka literally started shaking when she saw him after she left the Port Mafia, almost everyone who is in close contact with the man is never the same person they were once before. He will make himself out to be the best possible option and you know that he is the reason why your life is in shambles but that's not even the worst bit.

It is the fact that you have two options. Do you go to the streets and die in the darkness, be it from starvation, dehydration or murder? Or, do you stay with Mori who all but guarantees your safety and comfort, under the condition that you can never leave?

He knows you hate him and he is perfectly content with that. You will choose him in the end, you always will.

That is what keeps you both up at night, one with glee while the other with terror.

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ha1taniwh0re · 3 months

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BSD TOPICS

‼️Spoilers,ped0 mentioning, mafia content?‼️

Ready for hate once again

So im back at watching BSD and im currently at season 5, so I want to talk about some things I see on tik tok recently.

Mori effect

We all know about Mori's "children". Dazai, Yosano, Elise, Q and how Mori traumatized them. First Dazai, he was traumatized before he even met Mori so Mori didn't traumatized him but he did gave him some bad memories(aka killing ex boss Infront of Dazai), Yosano wasn't really traumatized directly by Mori. Mori is a person who will try not to make much mess, he would rather make one person to lose mind than millions of people lifes. Let's remember that ADA and PM have same job, they protect Yokohama's people, ADA is light and Port Mafia is dark so Mori isn't really heartless, he killed ex boss so millions of people wouldn't die just like in war(The leader of an organisation is at the pinnacle of the organization and, at the same time, he is its slave. The leader must be more than willing to commit any atrocity in order to insure the survival of the organization.). At the time yosano was traumatized by Mori she was in war. That experience is already traumatising, her ability was really helpful but it wasn't just Mori who traumatized her but also a soldiers too. They started to hate her at some point because of her ability Mori is doing what anyone in military would do if they were in Mori's position while they are in the middle of the war. Elise, elise is his ability. Yeah yeah she was a young girl before Mori transformed into little girl, but now she is just an ability and Mori controls her how he wants she can't be really traumatized as ability, she doesn't seem like she remembers that she was a real person before. Q is indeed traumatized by Mori too but most by Dazai, Dazai was the one who locked Q.

ADA member transfer to PM

Where to start here? There are some of things that are hinting on Dazai being next boss. Mori predicted that Dazai will be boss at 23(now he is 22), Dazai took off his blue thing off (that was sign that he is with Ada), Mori not sitting in openings and Dazai is scene before that and after. All ADA members having white background in outro s5 but dazai has red. And much more that I saw. People also said that Dazai won't be a person will be back to PM because of Oda. Let's remember that Oda was famous mafia member that never killed someone. So Dazai can be like Oda and he is still keeping his promise to Oda but also he will save ADA people from being in PM.

Better villains

BRO YOU GUYS COULDN'T HANDLE THESE TWO AND YOU WANT "BETTER" VILLAINS. They are THE BEST villains you guys just see one wrong thing and you become blind af. You saw for Mori being ped0(still bad not defending) and never saw anything else but he just is soooo not important. If he wasn't important he wouldn't be still alive. Fukuchi was SOOOO GOOD never could guess he was fifth member. Poor Tachihara became blind T^T

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manias-wordcount · 3 months

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Hi!

I'd like to request something with Mori Ougai (bsd) being head over heals for someone in the port mafia (who has the same status as Chuuya, but I can't remember what it's called, sorry...). Preferably ending with smut.

I couldn't find of you were open for requests or not, so sorry if this comes at the wrong time, and also okey if you decide to not Wright this, thank you either way

Doctor Knows Best (Mori Ougai x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗮 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗶𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗺𝗮𝗼. 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆, 𝗶 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳- 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝗶𝗹𝘁-𝘂𝗽 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗳𝘂𝗻. 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗶 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗶 𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁! 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 :)

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

If you’re being honest, you’re more surprised that he hasn’t pulled you from your position yet.

It’s been a while since you’ve had a real command from him. One that really required your status as an executive of the Port Mafia, anyway. If it wasn’t dealing with paperwork or handling intelligence or giving orders from the safety of a nice cushy, building, it was just simply lying around. Waiting for something to do. Waiting for a reason to be here. Of course, you know you still have use here. Your status as a senior member and your special ability is what got you to rise in the ranks so quickly when you were much younger. But you’re not getting any younger like this. You’re not being very helpful like this. As helpful as you know you could be, at least. However…

“Breathe in for me, my lovely.”

You’re positive Mori is too into the idea of you being helpful right now. At least, not after the incident.

That’s really the only plausible explanation for your situation right now. That’s the only way you can explain how you ended up in his old doctor’s office in the Port Mafia’s base in just a nightgown after he heard you coughing over breakfast in your room. He even made sure to give you a personal escort and everything. That is to say, he took you by the hand and fussed over you every second of the way - even in front of your subordinates.

Now, if it were up to you, you would have chosen to be anywhere beside his examination table with all the top bottoms of your dress undone and the fabric settling dangerously around your shoulders as he goes through his usual routine of diagnostics. You would have chosen to be absolutely anywhere- except this close to him. And at the moment? You’re more than exasperated enough to make it known to him.

“Mori, I’m fine!” You insist with a frustrated huff. However, you do end up giving in very quickly and giving him a deep breath in and out as he presses the cool metal of the stethoscope against your skin. You keep your eyes adverted, not at all willing to give into his overly concerned self. But your compliance ends up putting a small smile on his face that you’re able to spot just out of the corner of your eye- something that warms your cheeks and flusters you greatly. Still, you’re not willing to go down without a fight. Even if the man you’re duking it out against just so happens to be your very, very smug boss. “The other doctor said I’d be good to get back in the field three weeks ago! You can’t keep doing this.”

At your protest, Mori just lets out an absent hum. Almost as if he doesn’t have a care in the world as to what you have to say or think or do. But you know deep down inside that’s a line. After all, he wouldn’t be showing this much concern over your health after the explosion you were in a couple months ago if he didn’t care about you. He wouldn’t be ditching the fancy black suit in favor of a measly little doctor’s coat and old purple button-up if you were someone else. Because you know he hasn’t done it to anyone- not even the other executives.

And that’s what makes you so upset. That’s what makes you so frustrated. That’s what makes things so unfair.

“A second opinion is common practice in the medical field, my dear.” He responds to you easily as a look of concentration passes over his face while he takes your readings. And it just makes you want to scream with just how quickly he’s able to brush you off. Though it looks like the anger had crept onto your face a little more than you were anticipating. Because all too soon, he’s taking the hand he put on your shoulder to keep you still and cupping at your chin to turn your head to meet his red eyes directly, a tight smile on his face. “And it’s Dr. Ougai, sweetheart. Remember who you’re talking to.”

You swallow a little nervously at his gaze, but in reality, you know you have nothing to fear. He’s been tough on you before. He’s been tough on you and your fellow executives plenty of times before. Yet one measly explosion and a moderate concussion later, you’re just now allowed to have unsupervised time in front of a computer. And that thought now only serves to annoy you further. Way, way, way further.

“I know exactly who I’m talking to.” You bite out, half a snarl curling at your lips. Mori only raises an eyebrow at you- expression amused and a little too playful for your liking. But you don’t give him the time of day to suck the joy out of your rebellion. You’ve just about had it with his coddling. You’ve just about had it with his constant nagging and the way he looks at you. Like you need to be protected. Like walking out of that explosion wasn’t a possibility that came with your job. Like you couldn’t handle the lifestyle you’ve signed up for yourself. You’ve just about had it. “I’m talking to my boss. The one who refuses to give me orders and let me do my job. The one who keeps calling me weak by never telling me what to-”

And unfortunately right now…

“You want orders?”

…he’s listening loud and clear.

For the first time in a while, Mori addresses you with a sharp tone. One that reminds you of what it means to be in the Mafia. To be skating on thin ice. But it’s what you wanted. That’s what you asked for. So that’s what you get. You made your bed. It’s only right that you’d sleep in it too.

“Yes.” You answer quietly, keeping your voice nice and even to avoid showing any emotion.

“Yes, what?” He shoots back almost immediately. The amused expression that was once on his face is gone- replaced by lips set in a straight line and half-lidded eyes that present all the seriousness that you would expect from a mafioso. And maybe it’s because you’ve been out of the game for a while than you’d like to be. Maybe it’s because of all this coddling and hand-holding that he’s been doing with you. Maybe it’s all that and a combination of more that made you feel so soft. So weak. Whatever it is, you have no doubt that it’s the very thing that caused you to let out another nervous swallow despite your best efforts to hide it. One that he notices easily. One that he addresses just as easily too. “Say it.”

“Yessir.” You tell him, nearly slurring over your words in order to get them out in time. Back straight and tall. Eyes forward. Body stiff. Like a good soldier should. Like a good soldier should. But that’s the thing. That’s the thing about him that you didn’t get. It’s the fact that he didn’t want a soldier.

“Good girl.”

He just wanted you.

You were slow to understand that until the final second. But the second you heard the purr of his compliment, you can’t help but feel it. You couldn’t help but feel like you had melted. Softened up a little bit. In a way that you’d like. In a way that Mori appreciated.

And of course, as seconds passed by, things became more and more clear to you. After all, you think there’s very little that needs to be explained when your doctor and your boss all but tear the stethoscope from his ears and toss it elsewhere in favor of surging forward and wrapping his arms around you. And you know there’s even less to be explained when those warning arms start creeping up the back of your nightgown and settling a little dangerously on your hip. And even less than that his deep, velvety voice is no longer spouting compliments. Instead- they’re pressing themselves against your neck and your collarbone and your shoulders and the valley between your breasts as he makes quick work of tugging down your already scandalously low-hanging dress even lower. In between the kisses he presses to your lips, of course.

And by the time your mind catches up with your body, you swear everything about you is overheating. The mere sensation of rough fingertips brushing over your bare skin- taking extra care to trace your new scars and your faded wounds- it’s enough to send you whining. And the mere sensation of his lips against your body- the little nibbles and the softness of his lips spreading here and there- it’s enough to send you squirming. Breaking you down and building you back into his image. Almost as if every time insisted you see a doctor or you take a break or you hold off going back to work was all in preparation for this one moment.

“You want orders, princess?” He asks you finally, and you are not sure you have enough fire in your belly left to answer like the mafioso you’re supposed to be. Not that he cares. Not that he wanted that anyway. Because he wouldn’t have gone through all the trouble of making you soft and pliable and desperate for his approval and his commands if that’s what he wanted for you, now would he. “You want to be my good girl?”

As if that switch that was flipped on inside of you is now up and at full force, you start nodding your head like a mad woman. Like this was what you made for me. For following his orders. For following his lead. Whether it’s killing in his name. Whether it’s moaning his name. As long as he tells you to do it. As long as he commands you to do it. Then’s enough for you. In fact, it’s more than enough for you.

“Then lay back and open your legs for me, darling.”

After all…

“You can do that for your Doctor, right sweetheart?”

…Dr. Ougai knows best.

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beneathashadytree · 11 months

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Heyy can I request 57 and 63 for Mori Ogai smut? For your event ofc💓

SHAMELESS - MORI OUGAI X READER

Warnings : dubcon (reader is coerced into it, but they secretly want it), Mori is a perverted underwear thief, unprotected sex, no prep, some objectification and degradation, belly-bulge, this is not proofread, reader is gender-neutral!

Genre : smut born from hell

Word count : 0.8K words

Additional notes : I hope you like this one, nonnie! It’s very… different than anything I’ve ever written, but hopefully still somewhat enjoyable🫣

Prompts : “I knew you were secretly a pervert, but this…!” “You say that, but all I hear is ‘more, more, more.’”

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“Oh my fucking God,” they choked out from the doorway, a horrified expression on their face as they looked at their boss where he lounged in front of them.

Sprawled all over the bed, it didn’t seem that the interruption bothered him in the least. There he was, amidst their rumpled sheets and looking perfectly at home intruding on their bedroom, a smirk on his curved lips and his long hair splayed out on their pillow.

But perhaps most alarming of all, was the fact that he’d pulled his hard cock out of his pants, and wrapped a fistful of their underwear around his leaking tip. If they looked closer, they’d notice that he’d already stained the fabric with his cum.

“Cat got your tongue?” His voice came out a little breathy, no doubt from the exertion of his… activities.

Their face was a bright red, feeling more embarrassed than the culprit himself was, apparently. “I’d worn those! They’re used!”

“That’s the whole point, my dear,” Mori chuckled, sitting up enough to look at them with his hungry eyes. “All the better to pretend I’m fucking you through them. And they smell… divine, I must say.”

They started feeling a little dizzy. “I knew you were secretly a pervert, but this…!”

“Is exactly what you’d like me to do to you, isn’t it?” He began to stroke his cock up and down once again, the slick sounds almost pornographic, as were his groans of pleasure. Even through his haze of lust, he managed to meet their eyes with a challenging look. “You want me to fuck you full with my cock, don’t you?”

“N-no, I—“

“Come, now,” he huffed out with a mirthless laugh, fucking their underwear in his fist. “You expect me to believe that when your own feet dragged you over here?”

Indeed, they’d walked over to the bed without even noticing it. It was almost like they were in a trance; unable to look away from his weeping, flushed tip, or the underwear stained with the pearlescent sheen of his previous release. Something about the sight knocked the wind out of them, and they hated every bit of it.

Now close enough for it, Mori used his other arm to drag them down onto the mattress beside him. “Take the one you’re wearing off right now,” he ordered. His smirk was anything but pleasant, but something about him right now demanded that they do just as he asks them to.

“Why?”

“I will either fuck you through it, or fuck myself with it. Which will it be?” he snapped at them, impatiently.

Under his lecherous stare, they could only reach out with wobbly arms and try to take off their pants. It seemed that they’d take too long, however, because no sooner had they stripped them off did he grab them by the hips.

“W-wait,” they cried out, as he unceremoniously shoved their underwear out of the way enough for him to slip his cock in the space created. “Sir, please, slow down!”

Mori shook his head, nudging his cockhead at them and wetting their entrance with his own mix of arousal and release, and watching as their eyes screwed up with a mix of sudden pleasure and worry. He paid their words no heed, as he could see just how much they’d wanted this from the way they pushed back onto his cock, as if begging him to do it faster.

And so he obliged them, and his own carnal desires. With one move, he’d shoved his cock inside them all at once, filling them to the brim and causing them to cry out his name, sobbing curses into his neck as they fell ontop of him. Clicking his tongue, he listened as they tried to formulate pathetic words of protest.

“F-fuck, I can’t… oh God! H-hurts,” they sniffled, digging their nails into his shoulders as he immediately began to pound into them, without so much as a care as to how they whimpered and their body jerked with every rough thrust. “I can’t take it… mmm, fuck!”

“You say that, but all I hear is ‘more, more, more,’” he chuckled, “You’re squeezing me like you never want me to pull out. And you expect me to believe you can’t take it?” His grip on their hips was merciless, and sure to leave a bruise by the morning.

Their insides felt like they were being molded to fit his cock; to be his perfect little fucktoy. His brutal pace was dragging the most pathetic whines and cries of protest out of them. He looked away from their tear-stained face, his dark eyes flitting between the sight of their belly bulging with each thrust, and where their drooling hole kept sucking his cock back inside them.

“You like it so much, and it’s killing you,” he laughed at the realization, something akin to wicked delight in his voice as his hips snapped up to meet their wobbly humps on his cock, “You want me to fuck you stupid, and you hate it.” All light vanished from his eyes, and he looked almost cruel as he met their gaze. “Good. I like my playthings messy.”

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sassuguru · 1 month

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Stepdad Mori Ougai(bsd) x fem stepdaughter reader? Reader burst into meeting room by accident that port mafia members had and she than got punished by mori (smut)

Thank you<3

NAUGHTY GIRL — DEAD DOVE : DO NOT EAT

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26. 02. 2024 stepdaughter!reader — stepcest, dub-con?, age gap ( obvi ), nicknames : "papa" + "baby" + "good girl" + "little girl," exhibitionism, praise, mention of death, mentioned — mori's large influence over r!, implied — safeword, p in v, spanking, pussy slapping. "b4 u talk, no, i don't support hiz actions. but i got daddie issues 'n he's my papa 4 da moment. (yall should tots read ma story on ao3). i need more dark content asks. 'niewho, ty 4 da ask!" the artist says, "made da mum di cuz i hate cheating. if u wan mi 2 change sumthin like da nicknames jus' tell me!"

To no one's surprise, your mother's first marriage didn't last as long as ideal marriages, a.k.a, the marriage you were born out of.

They were both young, no where ready for marriage, the responsibilities that come, and the baby your mother discovered some random night after one too many signs of pregnancy. You couldn't really say that your parents were best, nor were they the worst. They weren't evil people, just premature ones.

You can't call them deadbeats nor active, but one thing you can say, is that your father left first.

It took quite a while for your mother to get into a stable groove for you both, you helping as much as possible so the two of you could at least sleep under a roof of your own. Your mother was gloomy and depressed, you feared she'd collapse one day and leave you alone, until there was a beaming smile on her face.

The cause was a man. A handsome, older, and sophisticated man at that. One interested in her for some strange reason.

Logically, you thought it to be untrue. A rich and hot guy coming to turn around your lives? Impossible! That is, until you find yourself standing in the doorway of his expensive and private villa for a summer vacation, a sparkling ring on your mother's finger.

He's a sweetheart in your experience. Being a standard gentleman: opening doors, paying for items, hand kisses, and sweet words. Though, there's something about him that always threw you off. Ever since you moved in with him when you were 16, and your mother, some age.

Perhaps it was the way he'd subtly suggest things to you and your mother. Like your clothing. Black and Green just so happened to be your color. Then a soft sentence came from his lips during a shopping spree, "Mm, darling, I think you'd look great in pink! Try that one!"

He'd suggest and buy, whispering how cute you were wearing the clothes he bought you. He'd specifically point out things that were extremely girly; ruffles and short skirts galore.

Hed comment how "positively adorable" you looked in that shirt skirt, meant to catch the guys at your school. It often threw you off how many frilly things he bought you, almost everything has ruffles. Then he bought an assortment of bows and headbands. The clothing he suggested you wear reminded you of that of a child, it struck you as odd—though, it didn't seem too big of deal. Hence, you ignored it, and listened. Partially because the clothes did look good on you, and because you started to feel like you wanted his attention on you.

Perhaps it's the healthy need for attention, or maybe it's because he's hot of daddy issues.

It wasn't beyond Mori's notice. He could you longed for his attention, he thought it was cute. Especially the way you snuggled under him during movie nights, or hung tightly on his arm when going about.

And to him and observers, it seemed that those actions increased after your mother's death. It was sudden and confusing. The cause of death being ruled "natural causes," though there was nothing wrong with her (to your knowledge).

Mori didn't seem to be as upset as you thought he would be, though you assumed there was a difference in coping. And soon, just like he did your mother, he spoiled you to no extent. He'd often send you and Elise to shop together with a budget far too high for a "child" and an irresponsible 19-year-old.

He sighed when he saw the receipt, though it was no one's fault but his. You were practically 20, and still spoiled by him. "You are quite lucky I love you, little girl," Mori playfully glares at you as rock back and forth on your heels.

"Mhm! Thank you, Papa!" You hum, pressing a kiss to his cheek, and run off with Elise to out on the outfits you bought.

Just like you skipped away then, you really hope he'll let you skip off this time.

Perhaps it was because of his attitude towards you that you thought you were invincible to his wrath, Mori ponders. His eyes locked on your nervous frame standing at the doorway of the two large doors. Your happy-go-lucky attitude stripped from you in a matter of seconds.

It seemed that you have forgotten he has a meeting this evening.

Without a knock, you burst into the dark meeting room where all of the Port Mafia executives were. You were aware that Mori did something illegal for work even if he constantly made sure you were seperated from that world; however, that didn't stop the surprise you held when weapons were quickly pointed towards you.

The two ginger adults stood, the man with a dark aura surrounding him, the woman with a gift in the shape of a demon woman, a sword in its hand.

"Kōyō, Chūya, you may relax, along with the rest of you," Mori speaks calmly, "This forgetful girl would be my stepdaughter. There will be no animosity towards her."

"Yes, sir," they spoke as Kōyō and Chūya sat down. There was silence in the room, not a sound being heard.

"Papa—" You attempt to speak before he holds a finger to his lips, signaling you to be quiet. You stand timidly in the doorway.

There were only certain situations that you are involved in where his expression is hard to read. He always made sure you could understand him through his expressions. And when you couldn't, that was when you got scared. You gulp, as his eyes harden.

He's thinking of something, probably a punishment, you muse.

Mori hums, making a motion for you to come to him with his finger. "Close the door and come here," you flinch at his tone of voice, but you obediently obey, cringing at the eyes on your back as you stand in front of their boss.

Mori's silent as he looks up at you, only making your nerves worse.

"I told you I had a meeting today," he speaks, "Forget?"

You avoid his gaze at all costs, pursing your lips as you nod. "Yes, sir," you whisper. Mori hums at your words. He snaps his fingers, "Look at me."

Your eyes flicker to his, worry embedded in your expression. "What did I tell you about bursting in like that?" He notices you start to play with your fingers, electing to ignore it. "To knock," you mumble, eyes falling.

"Look, at me," he says sternly, "Speak up."

A whimper leaves your lips at his tone. "To knock," you speak louder. Mori hums, "Did you knock?" You shake your head, "No."

"Mhm," he hums, "Do you know what that means?" The executives lock worried eyes at the display. "Yes," you nod. "Yes, what?" Mori questions. "Yes, papa," you whimper. The man hums, his hands slide up the back of your thighs.

How cute, he thought, conviently wearing a skirt before you get punished. "Pull off your panties," he orders, smiling softly as you obey. "Sir—" one of the executives tries to speak, though he wasn't paying attention to which one it was. "Silence," he interrupts in a whisper, gladly grabbing the panties you just took off.

"Over my leg."

You carefully lay your torso over his thighs, one of your hands gripping his pant leg before he's even done anything. "You know the deal, count. If you mess up, I start over, yes?"

A premature sniff leaves your lips, "Yes, papa."

His hand runs along the underside of your thigh, cupping the flesh of your ass as he pushes your skirt up. A hum leaves his lips when he runs his thumb along the slit of your vulva, "Hmm. Wet already?"

Without warning his hand lifts and strikes the bare skin of your ass. You whimper, body jolting at the action. "O-One," you whisper. His hand smooths along the irritated flesh. "Good," he whispers. You can feel your eyes already swelling with tears from the sting. Shutting your eyes, you desperately hope there's only 10 spanks this time.

You attempt horribly to think about anything other than the many people watching Mori discipline you. There's another harsh smack to your unhurt cheek, throwing you out of your thoughts.

A mix of a howl and a whimper leave your lips out of surprise. "Two!" You whine.

"Good girl," he coos, soothing rubbing his hands on the sore skin. As his thumbs spread your ass he can see the glossy look of slick entangled in the small hairs around your folds. A happy hum leaves his lips before he lands a harsh slap onto your ass, ending your short reprieve. You sniff, tears now spilling from your eyes. "Three," you whisper, a crack in your voice.

His harsh slaps continue, your pathetic voice whispering numbers becoming his favorite sound. "E-Eight," you stutter and moan.

Mori hums, smiling at your sticky eyelashes, the black mascara running down your cheeks. "Oh, shh. No more crying," he whispers as your feel the tips of his fingers ghost along your pussy, "If you had been a good girl, this wouldn't have happened."

"'m sowy, papa," you whine, sniffling on his lap. The man chuckles, "Oh I know you are." He hums, softly rubbing your skin. "Despite my distaste of you getting off to your punishment like a whore...Because you've taken your punishment so well, you get two more. Make sure to count correctly, little girl."

You feverishly nod, a string of 'mhm!'s leaving your lips. You take a deep shaky breath to prepare for the last two strikes, unaware of the growing stiff tension in the room.

The mental preparation for the last two strikes didn't serve any benefits as his hand had moved. Instead of the already sore skin he'd assaulted, the palm of his hand dips between your thighs, landing harsh smack to your pussy. A loud and strangled moan leaves your lips, though to the (unfortunate) observers it sounded more attuned to a scream. "Papa!" You whip your head to look at him wide-eyed in shock.

"What's the number?" He asks, ignoring the expression he knows serves as a question for him to answer. "P-Pa—" he interrupts your words, firmly speaking again, "The number."

You sniff, and lay back on his thighs, "Nine," you whimper. Mori chuckles, "Good." His hands separate your plush thighs that are squeezed together. His eyes take in the twitch of your clit when he spreads your folds, his tongue swipes along his bottom lip as he hears the disgusting and loud squelch paired with the sight of the bubbly, clear liquid spilling from your cunt, and his thumb rubs against the entrance of your vagina, teasing it. "What a cute little thing," he comments, spreading the strings of slick along the curled pubic hair.

When his hand lifts from your skin, you brace yourself for the incoming pain. Your fingers grip his pant leg harshly, teeth clenched around the fabric of his pants aswell; the material stuffed in your mouth, your drool burying itself in the fabric, creating a darker-colored patch.

One of his hands glides down your plump ass, fingers stationing themselves at your folds. Your eyes widen when you realize what's to come, the fabric falling from you mouth to create a desperate plea of "wait!" that was too late as his palm slams down against the bundle of nerves.

A loud and pathetic moan leaves your lips. Mori watches with a smile at your expression; eyes rolled back, toes curled, with your lower half twitching, release coming over you quickly from the stimulation.

Little huffs leave your lips as you cum, feeling his hand delicately rest against the sensitive and puffy area as if he were to collect your release upon his hand.

You soon come down from your high, though your thighs still twitch from your sudden orgasm. Despite the atmosphere, relief washes over you, knowing your punishment was over and he'd hopefully let you leave, though not without embarrassment and shame. You rest your cheek against his thigh, drooling onto the fabric of his pants.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Mori tuts, sending alarms off in your head. "Did I tell you, you could cum?" Your eyes widen and you lift your head. "And you've ruined my pants. And thought you were finally being good," he shakes his head, "I suppose I'll have to dish out another punishment, hm?" He watches you practically wip your head towards him. His eyebrows raise in amusement as your glossy, wide eyes look up him in a silent plea for a break, to not suffer humiliation any further. There's silence as he looks at your face, seemingly contemplating whether or not he should. There's hope in your chest that he'll let it be until later, though it seems you have terrible luck. Your face drops when laughs at your expression.

"Stand up, sweetheart," he whispers. He clicks in tongue, a "sympathetic" whisper of 'Awww' leaves his lips as he sees your bottom lip tremble.

You stand up like he orders, pressing your thighs together as if it would hide the mess you've made of yourself. Mori remains seated in his chair, though he makes a circle motion with his index finger, signaling you should turn around.

A shaky breath leaves your lips as you turn around, clamping your eyes shut as not to see the looks of his executives. You suck in a breath when you hear him rise from his seat. You feel him press against you, then his hand lightly pushes your head down on the desk. Your teeth catch onto your bottom lip as your feel the stiffness of his crotch against your bare skin. "Breathe, baby," he coos, a light chuckle in his voice as separates your ass, smiling at the glistening of your pussy.

His thumb glides down the slit, "Oh, you look so cute."

A whimper leaves your lips as his index finger teases your entrance before pushing in. "You should be ashamed at how wet you are," he tuts, easily slipping in a second finger. His free hand his planted firmly against the back of your neck. His eyes remain trapped on the way his fingers pump in an out of you.

Your lips fall open as you feel a second orgasm coming, though that feeling stops when he retracts his fingers.

A sharp huff leaves your lips, clearly upset at the constant teasing Mori's doing. His chuckle reverberates throughout the silent yet tense meeting room. "This is why you're in trouble. Your lack of patience," he hums, the feeling of his tip between your folds appears.

Mori grunts when he pushes inside of you. His eyes flutter and his breath stutters at the feeling of you. His violet eyes watch how your eyes close when he pushes in. A thoughtful hum leaves his lips as his hips move in a slow pace to get you used to him. He loves you, even if this was a punishment, he'd never hurt his sweet girl. There's a snap of his fingers next to your ear. "Up, up," he says with a bright smile. "You interrupted their meeting. Look at them, apologize."

Your eyes widen at his words. He coos at the temble of your bottom lip. You sit up and turn your head towards the rest of the table. "I-I'm," you shakily start, eyes flicking anywhere, but the prying eyes of the executives.

And somehow, Mori was able to tell you weren't actually looking.

His hand curls it's fingers into your hair. He directs your head to face the boy ginger, Chūya. "Look at him, apologize."

Chūya gulps, tensing at the sudden attention. He attempts ( horribly ), to ignore the straining against his pants. Sweat rolls down his temple, nails digging sharply into his pants. Your expression only seemed to make his state worse. Mori's pace had increased, the loud and lewd slapping of skin echoed throughout the room. Your face was sinful. Eyes unfocused—almost crossed, tongue lolled, and drool leaking onto the pristine table. "S-Sorry," you whine, though you clearly don't mean it.

Mori yanks onto your hair, the burn of the pull only adding onto the pleasure. "Say it like you mean it. You know his name."

Mori smiles at your pathetic whine. "'M—I'm sorry, Chūya! 'm sorry I ruined your meeting!" You hiccup; Chūya almost cums right there, and that bastard of a boss he has can tell immediately. It's wrong, but he almost creams at the way you say his name, damn that bastard.

"That's my good girl," Mori coos, "One more time. Tell all of them you're sorry."

You feel his hand press against your back, forcing a deeper arch, which only makes his cock feel deeper. "aw, fuck! 'm sorry for— for— for ruining your meeting," you sob as force words from your lips as your glossy eyes looks around the table at the stiff figures of the executives.

"Uh, uh, uh," you whine at each thrust, mumbling "sorry, sorry, sorry," whiner and whiner each time his tip rams into into your g-spot. Your neck feels weak as your head falls onto the table. "Good job," he coos, "That's my girl." The loud squelching of your cunt is music to his ears, the warmth of your walls squeezing around him has his eyes fluttering, a pleased smile appears on his face as you absent-mindedly rock back in time with his thrusts. "That's it, baby. Your doing such a good job," he praises, only making you squeeze harder around his length.

He hisses at how tight you feel, the stimulation driving him to an orgasm. "Papa!" You whine, "Papa!"

"Yes, sweetheart," he whispers, "You can cum. Go ahead."

His words were enough to push you to the edge as your pussy spasms around his cock. A creamy white ring forms at the base of his length as he continues his thrusts, though they get sloppy before they stop completely; his tip nuzzling deep inside of you as he cums.

A satisfied sigh leaves when he pulls out, a light chuckle filling the air as he watches your hips twitch as you come down from your high.

Mori's hands massage your sore ass and his lips kiss the back of your neck. "Mm, you did so good," he whispers. He tucks his softening erection back into his pants before he carefully scoops you up and into his arms. The room is tense, soft grunts coming from some of people in the room, cheeks red with embarrassment and arousal, yet not a word is said from any of the executives.

"Well—! That was a productive meeting, of course we have other things to discuss, but that will have to wait," Mori breaks the silence in the air with a cheerful tone, "Let's finish this next week, yes?"

The others in the room stiffly nod, mumbling, "Yes, sir."

Mori smiles, "Good." With you in his arms he walks out of the meeting room and to his own chambers. "Let's clean you up, hm? I'll even give you a reward for taking your punishment so well. Is that good enough to cheer you up?" He whispers, wiping stray tears from your cheeks.

Both satisfied and embarrassed, you nod agaisnt his shoulder. "Yes," you huff, taking on a bratty tone.

Mori chuckles, "Very well."

FINALLY FINISHED THIS OML, IT TOOK 4EVER. again, don't condone his actions, dis iz fiction.

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yukikogazingthestars · 6 months

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Fukuzawa and Mori with a S/O who is really into skincare.(Separate)

TW: None

Genre: Fluff

Mori

That man is an ex-doctor so he knows what ingredients work with what skin type.

He will take you to the best of the best aesthetic clinics.

If he doesn't know or has no time for skincare shopping, he will ask Kouyou to take you.

He will buy every gift set from every luxury brand for you to find out which brand works better until you've found the best one.

He will stare at you whenever you apply skincare or makeup until you ask " What's wrong with you?"

I doubt he used his own skincare but after seeing you're too stunning and elegant after the usage of skincares, he will want to use them too.

Of course, he will sneak your facial mask and put on his face telling how the facial masks are so relaxing

His favorite will be green tea with calming effect and collagen since he's in his 40

( He's getting older and he doesn't want people age shaming him in his back)🤣

At night, he and his S/O put on facial masks , lie down on the couch and have some quality time.

Fukuzawa

Unlike Mori, this man only knows shower gel, shampoo and deodorant.

He always sees his s/o applying so much liquid and oil on her face but he never knows what those are.

One day, his S/O ran for groceries and he's alone in the house, that's when he let his instructive thoughts win.

He rushed to the bedroom, picking up the pretty bottle one by one, smelling them one by one.

Finally, he decided to apply them on his face. Don't worry, he has seen you doing it every day so at least, he remembered the routine.

You came back and saw your husband sitting on the chair with a book.

( Something's wrong with him ) You thought quietly and stared at him for 2 or 3 minutes.

And then, you giggled.

"You used mine right? "

Fukuzawa didn't answer but his tomato face admitted what he did. You decided you should gife your husband.

Next day,You gifted him with a set of skincare which was released especially for middle aged men.

Now, you're even jealous of him because being 20 years younger than him, his skin is now better than yours , glowing and glowing.

#bungo stray dogs #mori ougai x reader #bsd fukuzawa #mori ougai #bsd fukuzawa x reader #fukuzawa yukichi x you #fukuzawa yukichi #bsd mori x reader #bsd x reader #bsd mori

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cerebralinvasion · 7 months

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yandere october 2023 event day 1

“needle”

there were very few things you feared. it was natural, as a member of the port mafia you grow desensitized to death and violence. things that would scar most for life become everyday occurrences for you. however, there was one fear you did retain. it was menial and mildly embarrassing in all honesty. considering how even children could deal with it just fine. but shots really did terrify you.

it wasn’t about the needle itself or the fact that it was sharp, but rather the act of injecting something into yourself. the things injections could do once they entered your body. if the intent was malevolent it could be internally destructive, and the likelihood you wouldn’t be able to do anything about it would be high. you had always been a wary individual. any situation with danger out of control is something you would never allow.

all of which was a major reason behind why your current circumstances were just so frightening. seated next to the boss of the port mafia, a feared man known for nothing if not his cruelty. so why did he stand so non threateningly now?

it was like his entire persona had been replaced. whether he had finally taken off the cold mask used to manage the mafia or if it was the face you saw now that was fake, you had no idea. for all you knew neither could be the real him. it was impossible for someone like you to know. it was impossible just for another one of the many assassins in the mafia to be able to read mori himself, the notional alone was ludicrous.

“once again, i’ll ask you to please relax. tensing your arm will only make the injection more painful.” mori’s exasperated sigh pulled you from your line of thoughts. “i promise, there’s nothing to fear. i have no ill intentions. you know that, don’t you?”

“i know.” you spoke, but didn’t sound at all confident in your own words.

rationally, he was right in every aspect. mori wouldn’t bother with killing you himself if he really did want you dead. and in the scenario he did, he would never choose a method as bizarre as this. there would be no need for him to try and comfort and guide you through the process. as a matter of fact, there would be no reason for him to lie about his intent to kill you at all. he just would. but even still, you were so terrified you couldn’t bring your heart to level with your logic. no matter how irrational it was, fear clinged to your soul.

“just relax, okay? you’re safe with me.” mori cooed, attempting to coax you into some sense of security.

“okay.” you huffed. resigning yourself to your fate. no matter how little sense it made for mori to insist on being the one to administer your flu shots, you still had no right to decline the boss’ wishes. with some apprehension you relaxed your arm and squeezed your eyes shut, you didn’t think you’d be able to keep the arm relaxed if you watched the needle dig into you. mori allowed a satisfied smile to take over his face when your attention was off of him.

“all done.” his cheery voice spoke up far sooner than you had expected it to.

“already?” your eyes snapped back open, surprise evident on your features.

“yup! that wasn’t so bad, now was it?”

“i guess not…” you shrugged your sweater back over your shoulders once he had placed a bandaid where your skin had been pierced.

“i told you so... you're free to go back to whatever you were doing now. i’ll be here if you need me.” mori spoke as he cleaned up the tools he had used for the injection. he moved methodically, tucking everything where it belonged and clearing the space around his office without a hint of hesitation in his actions.

without another word you left. mori hummed to himself as he finished tucking the needle away. small steps.

everything is going as he planned. even if that plan meant everything was going rather slow, that was fine by him. mori is perfectly capable of being patient when he needs to be. if slowly building your trust through small actions like this is what it would take, he wouldn’t rush the process, as tedious as said process may be… it would all be worth it in the end if that meant he could have you by his side. and at this rate it wouldn’t be long.

#bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #yandere bsd #yandere bsd x reader #mori ougai #mori ougai x reader #yandere more ougai #mori bsd #mori bsd x reader #bsd x you

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father-of-port-mafia · 27 days

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Hate to break it to you boss but the “unpleasant rumours” about the mafia and the agency associating with each other are more then confirmed. It’s not our fault. Junichiro is just really pretty

- @midwinter-momento

“Oh unpleasant rumours, huh?! So..should I talk about Dazai-kun and Chuya-kun or about Akutagawa and Atsushi?!...

*grinning widely*

“Or do you want me to tell you about Fukuzawa-Dono?!”

#pfft- old men yaoi #dr.ogai #mori replies #bsd mori #mori ogai #mori ougai #yandere mori ougai #mori ougai x reader #mori x reader #fukumori #ajajkanakanakns

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missy-0-piink · 5 months

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Mori doing everything he can to get you to love him, but it seems to never work. No matter how much time or money he spends on you, you dont seem to care. He's grateful for the nights you spend with him because of how rare it is. You push him down on his bed having your way with him. You smack him, spit on him, and make him feel small. By the end of it he's crying. Begging for your love. You let him curl up on you while you dote on him, finally giving him love. But by the morning you're already gone and just as cold if not colder than last time.

I love toxic reader <3 <3

Omg stop I love needy mori who loves reader

But honestly I don’t think I could do it 😭

I’m just not a mean person even this ask is making me think “oh poor baby 🥺”

But also it’s such a high to see mori so needy and desperate for your affection. Fuck, he’d do anything just to get you to spend time with him- if sex is the only way, then he’s sure as hell going to do it

He’d try things he doesn’t even like the thought of, all with an enthusiastic tone just because he wants time with you 🥺

He’d let you humiliate him, degrade him, practically torture him, just for that fraction of time that you take care of him

He melts when he hears your sweet tone, your gently hands running along his body, scratching softly at his scalp.

He clings to you like a koala, hoping that this moments will never end.

Sometimes he tries to force himself to stay awake, but he’s always so exhausted by the end that he never succeeds staying up past you.

And each time he wakes, you’re gone, and he’s left wondering what he’s doing wrong.

🙁

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bungoustraydogs #bungou stray dogs x reader #sub bsd #sub bungou stray dogs #mori ougai #Mori x reader #mori bsd #mori ougai bsd #ougai mori #mori ougai x reader #sub mori #sub mori ougai

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kunikinnie · 1 year

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a/n: an old trend but I wanted to do this for these three anyway HAHA I think culture plays a big part in this so I tried to reflect it... sort of

not saying I love you back as a prank

featuring: Fukuzawa, Mori, Fitzgerald x GN!Reader

Fukuzawa Yukichi

It's rare for him to say it so when he does, it's either in a serious or thoughtful mood. Usually you're huddled next to each other when he whispers it to you.

So when you only thank him in reply, he doesn't notice it at first until he finally sensed a disturbance in the force.

"Is something wrong?"

"No," you answer plainly. "Why?"

He stiffens a bit and you try your best to maintain your composure. You could literally hear the rapid grinding of the gears in his head.

"It's just you usually... hmm, what do you call it..."

The truth is, there was a time in the beginning of your relationship when he didn't return your I love you's (he's just awkward like that), and now that this is the first time you didn't return his (and frankly he didn't expect to be that affected by it), he wasn't sure how to convey these thoughts to you. Saying "I want to hear you say 'I love you too'" out loud was simply beyond his capabilities.

He doesn't continue and only tightens his embrace. All his anxieties suddenly rush to him - did he finally break the final straw somehow? Did he do something again? Or was this a sign that you just... you just didn't want to-

"I'm sorry," he finally says, although it was barely audible.

"Hmm? Why?"

"I'm sorry," he says once more. "For all my shortcomings, if I did something to hurt you... forgive me. I love you so much, Y/N."

Here's another fact of the day: you've pranked him several times in the past, and at each and every instance you always ended up feeling guilty - this one was no different. Why you never learned, no one would ever know.

"I-I love you too, Yukichi," you said as you gently pushed away his bangs to place a soft kiss on his forehead. "I should be the one apologzing. It was- I just wanted to see how you'd react- I'm so sorry I should have been more sensitive."

He stared at you blankly in confusion during the whole apology. Was this another prank of yours?

Once it all settled in his head, his body finally relaxed through a relieved and exasperated sigh. Thank God it was nothing serious, but still...

"Please don't do this again, Y/N. Please." What would he ever do with you?

Mori Ougai

He's not one to drop the L-word often either. It usually occurs during or after a period when you're physically separated.

This time, he called to check on how you're doing. Was your day alright? Did you need anything? Good. It seemed you were doing well.

"Alright then. Good night, I love you."

"Good night too."

You deliberately left the line on to see if he noticed, and to your surprise (or expectation) he did.

"...Good night, I. love. you," he repeated with emphasis on the last three words. His tone hardened, annoyance apparent.

"Yes, I heard you. Good night."

You had to pull the phone away from your face to avoid him hearing your stifled laughter.

"What do you think you're doing, Y/N?" His voice switched to his cold persona but you could still tell he was upset. "Do you think it's funny?"

"I'm not doing anything, darling. I promise it's just your imagination."

The line remains cold for a moment. You regretted not doing this in person now that you were left to only guess his facial expressions right then.

"Tell me, Y/N. My imagination tells me I should be worried about the future of our relationship."

"Oh, don't be so dramatic-"

"Really? I don't know if I am. I don't know what you're thinking if you don't tell me, Y/N."

"There's nothing to be worried about, I swear." You tried to reassure him - you had to. Things would go serious fast if he felt like it.

"Then say it."

At this point, there was no use in continuing this any further.

"I love you, Rintarou," you said as sweetly as possible. Hopefully he wasn't too offended by your little prank.

"Good." His usual cheer returned, thankfully. "Don't pull something like this again, okay, dear? It won't end well next time."

"I won't. Promise."

Francis Scott Fitzgerald

He says it before leaving for somewhere important. No, scratch that. He says it before leaving for anywhere. Period.

So you only saying "take care" registers quickly in his brain, preventing him from exiting the doorway entirely.

"I love you," he hollers again from the door, extending his back to make sure you heard him this time.

"Take care!" You say again with no change in tone.

He's suspicious but he's not exactly as worried as the previous two, being the most secure in terms of your relationship. Still, he walks back to where you were and repeats himself.

"I love you, Y/N."

"I know. You should go now or you'll be late-"

"I'm not leaving until this is matter is resolved," he says with an official yet melodramatic air. "This is very important."

You chuckle, pretending not to know what's going on. "What's important?"

"Your reciprocation of love, of course. You're more important than any sort of business - you know that."

You'd be lying if you didn't like hearing that from him. He was quite verbal (and even physical at times) with his affection, but it never hurts to be affirmed either way.

"So, what's bothering you? Tell me what you want - are you bored with the house? Is the new cook not up to your tastes? Feeling lonely recently? Something else?"

"It's nothing, really."

"Nothing?" He asks, shock completely taking over his features. "Nothing is bothering you, yet you won't even say 'I love you' back to your husband who works day and night just to provide you the life you want?"

A few moments of tense silence pass as his blue eyes stare into yours. You've had many of these spontaneous staring contests to know that the first one to break the silence or eye contact was the loser. Today, it was you.

"...do I have to?"

"I'm staying here until you say it, Y/N."

With a sigh of resignation, you finally give in. "I love you, Francis, so please go now."

"There we go. See you later, then."

tagging: @menshusband (this is what I was talking about lol) @stygianoir

#bsd #fukuzawa yukichi #mori ougai #bsd francis fitzgerald #fukuzawa x reader #mori ougai x reader #bsd fitzgerald x reader

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stinkyme · 1 year

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i wanted to request mori smut, i dont really have anything particular in mind but maybe sub mori? maybe not completely sub but mori worshipping reader and eating them out maybe <3 and i can wait, i hope me requesting doesnt put much pressure on you since you already have other wips :(

Hello dear! Of course you can and I hope you like this and enjoy it! :) <3 Since you only mentioned oral I assumed that's all you wanted, I didn't want to add anything else so I don't make you uncomfortable or twist your request :)

PS. I don't want anyone to think that me writing about Mori means I condone his actions or justify and excuse them, if you dislike fics about him please scroll or ignore, thank you :) this is not a dark content setting so please don't treat it as such :) <3

CW/TW: NSFW, fem!reader, reader being a tease, pet names, switch!Mori but more on the submissive side when it gets ykyk, slight dry humping, gentle ear licking/biting, oral!fem receiving, vaginal fingering, worshiping, thigh biting, mattress humping (Mori), praise, Mori is OOC lol, if I forgot anything please let me know! :)

I apologize for any mistakes in advance! :)

Let me make it up to you || Mori Ougai x Reader

It was early in the morning when you woke up next to Mori. Two of you woke up at a fairly similar time, saying your sleepy greetings and you turned your head around, giving him a quick kiss on the lips. Your morning started by being silent and lazy. That was until Mori pulled you closer to him, arm softly wrapping around your waist. You could feel his bulge raising and pulsating as he started shamelessly rubbing his needy, hard cock on your ass. His hand was moving down your waist, his fingers were gently wrapping around your hip as he was rolling his hips slowly. You closed your eyes for a quick second, smiling to yourself and suddenly got up, depriving him of pleasure. You went to the bathroom to do your morning routine, leaving Mori desperate and alone. He was sort of absent lately, you knew he had lots of work to do and that he was busy but that still didn't stop you from teasing him and lightly punishing him for lack of attention and affection. You were finishing up the last parts of your routine, standing in front of a mirror as Mori walked in the bathroom, observing you for a brief moment and coming up behind you, arms sliding around your waist. He pulled you closer to him, his bulge still very hard as he started whispering in your ear.

"You are mad at me, I know. I am sorry I was absent lately." his voice was soft and silvery, sending shivers down your spine as his warm breath tingled your skin.

"You are damn right about that." you answered him sharply, trying to keep up your little punishment. You freed yourself from his grip and left him alone in the bathroom as you went back to bed. Mori's lips curled into a smirk and he did his morning routine quickly enough, joining you in the bed. He was laying behind you, his fingers gently going under your shirt and caressing your back. He got closer to you, his hand sliding over your tummy, fingertips drawing small circles sending more shivers up your body.

"I am here now." he was whispering in your ear, voice raspy but mellow. You were smiling to yourself, having him desperate was always a pleasant sight.

"Let me make it up to you." he continued after receiving no response from you, tracing his fingers down and caressing your thigh gently.

"Hm…" you let out a sound that gave him a discreet response that you were thinking about what he said as you kept enjoying his soft touch. He started kissing your bare arm, starting from your shoulder and placing gentle kiss after kiss down your biceps and lower to your forearm as his fingertips slided down to your knee. Your breath hitched from his tender touch as you felt his cock rising even more inside his boxers, lightly pressing your ass.

"I will deprive myself from pleasure, just please let me make it up to you darling." he was whispering, tone needy and convincing making your lower tummy fill up with intense heat as your pussy clenched. You didn't say anything yet, just turning towards him, making Mori slightly surprised as you cupped his face with your hand, pulling him into a kiss. Your tongues met quickly, moving together in perfect sync, his cold, wet tongue softly brushing over yours and making you quiver. You moved your hand down, faintly grasping his hard cock with your hand, making him whimper in your mouth. You broke the kiss, looking at him with a lustful and cunning gaze.

"Just making it slightly harder for you." you whispered out, tone teasing and in an instant his body was towering over yours as he spread your legs with his hips.

"You know I don't like it when you treat me like a game, darling." he whispered out, gaze sharp and lickerish as he was leaning in closer to you. He gently brushed his fingers over your neck, making you lift your chin up to give him more space as his hand sneaked behind your neck, warm lips faintly brushing over your skin. He started kissing your neck, starting from one side and slowly tracing his way to the other side. You let out a soft breath out making him smile into your skin, his warm breath making you shiver as he moved his lips next to your ear. Mori's teeth were gently tracing up from your helix down to your earlobe alongside with his tongue making you twitch. He gently bit your earlobe, giving it a little suck as he returned his attention on your neck. He licked his lips quickly and continued, kissing behind your ear and down the side of your neck, slowly tracing over to the other side again when he paused for a second. He gave you one swift kitten-lick on the skin before he started sucking on it. Mori's teeth mellowly sank into your skin as he began sucking on it, making you gasp out as one of your hands tangled into his hair, slightly pulling it and making him let out a muffled whimper. He continued sucking on your skin, slowly turning it into vivid cerise color as soft breaths kept escaping your lungs. Mori let go of your skin, placing a soft kiss on a mark he left behind. He pulled away, hands traveling under your sleeping shirt as your body followed his movement, helping him to take it off, exposing your naked body. He quickly threw it on the side of the bed and his lips swiftly met one of your nipples, teeth gently pulling it in as he started sucking on it slowly and making you whimper. Mori's hand was resting on your other breast, dimly squeezing it as his tongue started moving in small circles on your nipple, stimulating both of your breasts at the same time. His hand moved down, your nipple fitting perfectly between two of his fingers as he began gently rubbing it between making you arch your back. He sucked on your nipple one last time before pulling away, leaving gentle kisses on the skin between your breasts as both of his hands slided down on your hips, exposing your other nipple perfectly. Mori's lips faintly brushed over your sensitive areola before he left a quick lick over it making you quiver. He swiftly but gently pulled your nipple between his teeth, sensually sucking on it as his tongue slided over it from time to time making you gasp out as your back arched a bit more.

"You are so perfect." he practically moaned into your skin as he pulled away from your nipple, kissing between your chest once more as he started moving down. Mori's breath was shaky and you could feel it melt away on your skin each time before he would place a soft kiss. He was placing kisses between your rib cage right under your breasts, slowly moving down your tummy following in a straight line as your body kept getting covered in his lips. Mori's hands slowly moved between your skin and the fabric of your shorts and panties, slowly pulling them down as his lips simultaneously moved on the side of your tummy, placing feather-like licks and kisses on the skin near your waist. You followed his movement, slowly moving your hips up making Mori's lips curl into a smirk as he moved away from your skin, taking off your shorts and panties together in one quick motion as you moved your legs up, helping him. He threw shorts and panties next to your shirt as he shifted his attention back to your exposed, trembling body. He moved his lips on the other side of your tummy, the one he previously left out, placing more dim licks and kisses, making your skin melt under his lips as your fingers tangled in his hair. He kept moving down, placing kisses as he made his way to one of your hips, leaving a loving kiss on your hip bone and slowly moving over your lower tummy, his two day old beard gently tingling you. Your hips jerked as he placed a quick kiss on your pelvic area and moved more to the other side, placing a kiss on your other hip bone. You bent your knees more, your thighs gently rubbing on Mori's face as he slowly moved between your legs, observing your drooling cunt.

"So beautiful." he was whispering out, voice needy as his gaze grew needier. He could feel his cock twitch inside his boxers at the sight in front of him but he started kissing one of your thighs, near your crotch and was slowly moving up, embracing more kisses up your thigh and placing the last one right under your knee. Mori put his tongue out and began slowly moving down, making you let out a soft pleasurable sigh out as his tongue was sliding down, finishing his movement right above your crotch, teasing you and himself more as your cunt clenched around nothing, needy for some friction. He slowly moved his head to the other side, nose softly brushing over your clit, making you whimper. Mori's cock twitched again from the little sound you made, completely drunk with your presence as your fingers grasped his hair stronger. He started kissing your other thigh in the same manner, placing a quick bite and making you whimper once again, precum leaking in his boxers as he gave you low eyes, observing reactions of your pretty face. He was moving up once again, this time in a more eager manner as he was desperate to taste you, desperate to feel your throbbing cunt melt under his tongue. He placed one last kiss under your knee as he positioned his face right in front of your wet cunt, gaze lustful and greedy. He started kissing your outer lips making you whimper as you let go of his hair, letting your body relax into the mattress as your eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure you were receiving. He slowly dragged his tongue on one of your outer lips, getting right above your clit and dragging it down, over your other outer lip as your body kept shivering. Mori started slowly moving his hips, giving some friction to his needy cock as he gave you a mellow lick on your clit, making your body quiver.

"More. Don't play around." you whispered out, voice deep and sharp as you returned your fingers in his hair, practically pulling him on your cunt. Mori's cock twitched once again as he swiftly started circling on your clit with his soft, wet tongue making you gasp out in bliss. He was moving his tongue in slow circles for a bit, suddenly changing his pace and started moving it up and down, quickly sliding over your clit, making you moan out sharply as he kept precisely stimulating the right spot. He moved his hand near your inner lips, slowly dragging them up and down as he kept greedily stimulating your clit, your grip on his hair tightening. He was slowly pushing two of his fingers inside your wet cunt, sliding them inside easily as a sharp gasp left your throat at sudden stretching. He started slowly thrusting them in and out of you, stretching you out more as his tongue gradually returned to slower, circling pace. Mori kept slowly moving his hips into the mattress, pathetic for more friction as your cunt was tensing up around his slender digits. He slowly curled his fingers, pressing your g-spot as his teeth gently sucked in your clit. He started greedily sucking on your swollen clit, guttural whimpers escaping your throat as he kept stimulating you. Mori's voice started breaking as he kept rubbing his hard cock on the mattress, his faint whines vibrating through your whole body and making you roll your eyes back as you squeezed his face with your thighs, his tender beard tingling your soft skin.

"Good boy, just..just like that." you were praising him in a silvery tone, making him whine into your pussy as his fingers kept relentlessly pumping in and out of you. Your pussy kept clenching around his fingers making him more needy, his precum leaking all over his boxers and making his cock painfully hard. You caught up on his movement, swiftly pulling him by the hair and moving his head away from your cunt as a cunning smile appeared on your face.

"That doesn't seem like depriving yourself to me, dear." you said in a sharp tone as you kept observing his pathetic expression.

"Now, you are either going to be a good boy and keep up your word or…" you trailed off, a mellowly sinister gaze appearing in your eyes as Mori's fingers kept still in your cunt. You started clenching around his fingers tightly, making him let out a soft whimper of desperation as you continued your sentence.

"..Or I will have to show you what complete deprivation is. Is that what you want?" you asked him teasingly as you clenched your pussy around his digits once again, your precum leaking all over them and making him whimper.

"N-no." he said in a breathy voice, eager to continue as his cock kept twitching making it awfully hard for him not to move his hips.

"Very good." you praised as you let your back fall on the mattress, gently rubbing your thigh on Mori's desperate face. He started eagerly moving his fingers inside you once again, focusing on nothing but your pleasure and trying to ignore his pulsating cock that kept rising in his boxers. He moved his lips over your clit once again, slowly sucking on it in the start but as soon as he could hear you letting out satisfied moans he couldn't help himself but increase the tempo. You let out a sharper whine as he was eating you out like a man starved, he swiftly extracted his fingers out of you, his tongue dragging down to taste your sweet leakings. He was moving his tongue between your inner lips, intensively trying to taste as much of you as possible, his hands moving behind your thighs as he gently pulled them apart, pushing his tongue inside you. You let out a little snivel as his tongue kept collecting your sweet precum, Mori whimpering eagerly as your taste occupied his senses. He could feel his cock twitch once again, frowning his eyebrows for a quick second as he pulled away from your cunt, breathing sharply as his eyelids hang lowly, desperation written all over his features. He returned two of his fingers, sliding them inside your wet cunt easily and started thrusting them inside of you as his tongue went up and down on your clit. You could feel your whole body tensing up from the friction you were receiving, back arching as you let go of his hair, both of your hands falling on your breasts as you started squeezing them in participation to Mori's movement. He was gulping as he grew needier, your pussy making him intensely horny and hard but he kept the pace of his fingers and tongue persistent and unswerving. Your cunt was clenching each time he would press your g-spot as his tongue kept stimulating your whole clit. You started moving your hips to meet his movement as you could feel your orgasm slowly building up inside you. Mori was basically panting in your pussy, completely smitten by your body, taste, the way your moans kept filling his ears. He started moving his hips almost out of reflex as you were too focused on your pleasure to notice.

"Yeah. Just-, mhm, just like that." you were guiding and praising as you kept moving your hips, getting closer and closer to your orgasm. Mori started sucking on your clit as his tongue kept quickly sliding over the right spot making your eyes roll back once again, his fingers continuously pressing the right spot inside your pussy. His little pants and snivels made your hips quiver as your whole body slowly started shaking, fiery heat slowly spreading inside you as you could feel your orgasm slowly edging its presence. Mori's pace was unchanged, his hips still thrusting in the mattress as he was getting closer to his own forbidden release. You were letting out breathy whimpers as you felt your orgasm finally fully building inside you, intense warmth filling up your lower tummy as Mori's greedy sucking and stimulation with his fingers finally sent you over the edge. You reached your intense orgasm, moaning shamelessly and incoherently as sharp breaths kept forming inside your lungs, making you choke out your pleasure. Mori kept his movement, panting even louder in your pussy as his cock kept twitching from your cunt leaking and pulsing around his long digits. It sent him over the edge and he could feel his own orgasm bursting inside of him, making him cum in his boxers, swiftly pulling away from your clit and biting into your thigh. You let out a sharp moan as his teeth sank in your thigh, he was moaning and whimpering into your skin, gaze completely hazy as his fingers were slowing down inside you, his hips completely tensed as he was letting his orgasm melt away. You came down from your high, slightly panting as you were observing his face. You were slightly lightheaded but you quickly caught on to what happened, Mori slowly pulling his fingers out of you as he let the skin of your thigh out of his bite. He was breathing heavily, eyes as guilty as they could get.

"I am sorry darling." he breathed out, placing a soft kiss on the marked area.

"That's not what you should be sorry for, dear." you said teasingly, amusement blooming inside your chest as Mori slowly got up, revealing his pathetic mess.

"That is." you pointed to his stained boxers, slight sadism bubbling inside you as an idea sparkled your mind.

"So, should I show you complete deprivation from pleasure?" you smiled slyly, tilting your head to the side and observing Mori's desperate face.

"I think that's a yes, I will teach you how to be a good boy for me." you continued, a cunning smirk still spread over your face knowing you were in a long second session, giving you nothing but pleasure and Mori nothing but another painfully hard boner.

The End :) <3

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