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KuroKen | Bodyguard AU
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Kenma has never worked with someone so annoying. This man was annoying. His laugh was obnoxious. His hair looked like he slicked it up with mud. He kept flirting with him and cracking the worst jokes.
And Kenma had to keep him safe.
It was comical to anyone on the outside looking in. Kenma was almost a full foot shorter than the prince, but anyone who knew his reputation didn’t question it.
No one who hired him ever got injured. Not even a scratch.
But that didn’t mean he liked it. Kenma rolled his eyes for the third time in 10 minutes.
“…and that’s how I managed to fight off three of his guys with one hand tied behind my back.”
“So I guess you don’t need me to stick around, do you, Prince?”
Kuro crossed his arms. “Of course I can take care of myself but the King insists on hiring you so there must be a reason.”
“It’s because your loud fucking mouth gives away your position.”
“I can think of ways to keep my loud fucking mouth occupied.”
Kenma’s eye twitched and he almost threw his cup at him. “Yeah maybe a gag.”
“Good guess. I’m into that.”
“You know what? I can escort you in a box.”
Kuro reached across the table and lifted Kenma’s chin with his finger. “Aw, but then I can’t see your pretty face.”
Kuro smiled in triumph when he saw the blush take over Kenma’s face. The blond ripped his face away and looked away.
“Whatever.”
A month later Kenma finds himself in his first tense meeting. Kuro sitting across from some asshat diplomat who looks like he wants nothing more than to stab a knife into his eye.
Kenma has his finger on the trigger already. Just in case the deal goes south.
Kuro seems unfazed. Actually, he’s having a fantastic time despite the other guy having 5 trained guards behind him.
“I think you can offer us more than that.” Kuro says with a flick of the wrist. “This amount of money for the protection we offer is honestly insulting.”
“It’s all we can afford.”
“That’s not what I’ve heard.” Kuro leans forward and Kenma’s eyes target onto one of the guards that’s getting a little too fidgety.
Untrained dogs was all Kenma could compare them to.
“You need new sources.”
“You can find new protection.”
Kenma isn’t sure how it starts, but his hand acts on its own. A bullet is lodged between the eyes of a guard before he could even lift his weapon.
The other 4 stand back, frozen in fear as the body drops to the ground.
“Good boy.” Kuro purrs, pulling Kenma into his lap at the table. The blond doesn’t react, used to this behavior after a month of him.
“Get your dog away from the table.”
“I think we’re quite done here.” Kuro snaps, irritation lacing his words for the first time.
Kuro stands and moves to exit the room, Kenma a step behind. He stops at the door and looks down at Kenma with a sinister smile.
“Erase them.”
And he does.
#haikyuu#haikyuu!!#hq#kuroken#bodyguard au#bodyguard#prince au#gun use#someone dies but it’s a nameless faceless mf#kenma killing someone is just so fucking hot to me#nnnngh#self indulgence at its finest
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KuroKen | Power Dynamics
Written for KuroKen Sin Week
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Kodzuken invites one of his cute long time fans to spend a stream underneath his desk.
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Kuro gulped and checked himself for the millionth time. He looked… fine. He was wearing a muscle tank and some gym shorts. Underneath that… he was wearing panties that he was sent in the mail. All he could feel was the soft silk caressing his half hard cock…
“Doesn’t matter what you’re wearing as long as you wear these under it.” -Kodzuken ❤️
Kuro did as he was told and now here he was at THE Kodzuken’s front door. He was honestly so nervous he wanted to turn around and go home. Before he could chicken out, Kuro knocked at the door.
The door opened to reveal Kodzuken. He was so… petite. But the way his eyes traveled down Kuro’s body, he couldn’t help but feel like the smaller one in this situation.
“Hi. I’m uh- Kuro.”
“Uh- Kuro.” the blond teased. “I’m Kodzuken, but that’s a little weird. Call me Kenma.”
“Okay, Kenma.” Kuro fidgeted with his fingers.
Kenma took his hand and pulled him into the house, walking up the stairs. “Come.”
He scrambled after him, following him up the stairs and into a room filled with monitors and lights.
Kenma was already sitting at his desk, set up for a very different stream from his normal one. There was the normal set up, but clipped to his desk was an extra camera pointed underneath his deak.
“Come kneel, kitty.” Kuro flushed bright red and kneeled in front of him.
“Just to be clear, if you want to stop, that button next to you stops the stream.” Kenma cupped Kuro’s chin in his hand. “You ready? Think of any new questions or concerns since we last talked?”
“N-No. I’m ready.” Kuro stripped and settled between Kenma’s legs under the desk.
“Good boy.”
Kuro flushed pink and rested his chin against Kenma’s thigh. He listened to Kenma go through his usual chatter but then perked up once he heard him switch to a new topic.
“I have an extra special camera set up for today.” Kenma said with a chuckle.
Kenma turned the camera and winked down at Kuro. He could only imagine what he looked like, on his knees and resting near Kenma’s half hard cock.
“What a cute treat for me and my watchers.” Kenma reached down and shoved Kuro’s face into his crotch. “Who wants to see him work?”
Kuro assumed a lot of people because Kenma pulled his hoodie up to reveal nothing underneath to hide his cock… It was right there in front of his face. Kuro whimpered.
“So precious. What a good kitty for me. Go ahead and open your mouth.”
Kuro opened his mouth as Kenma guided him closer. He didn’t thrust. Just let his cock hang in Kuro’s mouth for him to suck on.
An hour later, Kuro was practically drooling in Kenma’s lap. The streamer was surprisingly calm, only occasionally letting out a huff.
Kenma rubbed Kuro’s cheek with his thumb. “We reached our $1000 goal! Kitty you know what that means.”
Kenma started guiding Kuro’s head up and down his cock, letting out little grunts of satisfaction.
“Such a good little cocksleeve for me. Everyone is going crazy over you.”
“He’s so fucking hot I would bust.” Kenma read out loud in a teasing voice. “Damn I would let him fuck me.”
Kuro let out a moan, his cock straining against his panties from the praise. He started dragging his tongue along Kenma’s cock, earning a low groan from him.
“Such a good boy you are. I’ve been waiting all round to cum down your pretty throat.” Kenma started thrusting into Kuro’s mouth, hand gripping his hair.
He made extra sure that the camera was framed perfectly on his face before thrusting in particularly deep.
“Such a good boy you are. I’ve been waiting all round to cum down your pretty throat.” Kenma started thrusting into Kuro’s mouth, hand gripping his hair.
He made extra sure that the camera was framed perfectly on his face before thrusting in particularly deep.
Kenma patted his head and placed a foot onto Kuro’s cock, stepping down lightly and smearing the precum that collected.
“Alright viewers, lets give this poor kitty some relief. Just $1000 til the next goal.”
#haikyuu#haikyuu smut#haikyuu!!#hq#hq smut#kuroken#kurokensinweek#cocksleeve#cockwarming#kodzuken#power dynamics
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I love the concept of chuuya so much.
Like this man is trying so hard to be fancy and posh while having the vibes of a punk kid and the voice of a metal singer. He’s trying to act refined as he strangles his ex partner and stomps around screaming cuss words.
It’s just a beautiful idea
#bsd#bungo stray dogs#bungou gay dogs#chuuya nakahara#dazai osamu#chuuya bsd#soukoku#bungou stray dogs#skk
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“Oikawa, who the hell is that?”
Oikawa turns to look in the direction Kuroo is pointing and then whacks his friend on the back of the head.
“That’s my Iwa-chan!”
“No, dipshit, I know who your Iwa-chan is, you only drone on about him every chance you get. I’m talking about the adonis standing next to him,” Kuroo says, turning Oikawa’s chin slightly to the right.
“Dai-kun? I guess you could call him an adonis.”
Kuroo groans, “What’s his actual name?”
Oikawa gets a sly grin on his face that Kuroo knows means trouble, “Tetsu-chan, why do you want to know his name? Do you think he’s sex-”
Slapping his hand over Oikawa’s mouth, Kuroo regrets ever becoming friends with this fool. Oikawa bites him.
“What the fuck? Did you just bite me?” he snaps, pulling his hand back.
Oikawa huffs at him, “You’re being rude, Tetsu-chan, and I don’t think I’m going to give you Dai-kun’s actual name.”
“Fuck, I’m sorry,” Kuroo replies, his eyes pleading.
Oikawa rolls his eyes, “Well, that might be the most pathetic thing I’ve ever seen. Okay, his name is Sawamura Daichi. He and Iwa-chan have classes together. Iwa-chan claims he’s a good guy.”
Sawamura Daichi.
Kuroo think he might be in love. Is love at first sight a thing? He sure hopes so.
He’s so lost in his thoughts that he forgets Oikawa is sitting next to him.
“Oi,” Oikawa smirks, “no inappropriate thoughts at the lunch table about a boy you’ve never even met.”
“Help me meet him.”
“No, I’ve done my good deed for the day by giving you his name.”
“Oikawa, please, help me figure out a way to meet him.”
“Fine, but you’re buying my coffees for a month.”
Kuroo says, “Deal!”
Oikawa pauses for a moment and then says, “What do you think about throwing a party this Friday?”
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“Who’s party is this?” Daichi asks as he climbs up the stairs next to Iwaizumi who’d invited him along.
“Some science nerd invited Oikawa to this party and he invited me and I invited you,” Iwaizumi drawls with a shrug.
Daichi looks over at his friend with a disbelieving look on his face.
“Okay, I can’t keep up when they start talking their space shit so you are my talking partner tonight,” Iwaizumi confesses.
Laughing, Daichi slaps Iwaizumi on the back, “Sounds like a plan.”
They can hear the music emanating from the open door at the end of the hallway and head that way. As soon as they walk into the apartment, they both freeze.
“I thought you said a nerd was throwing this party,” Daichi hisses as they look into a room filled with college athletes. Iwaizumi shrugs helplessly, “That’s what I thought.”
“Welcome,” a voice purrs from their right. Leaning against the doorframe is the most beautiful man Daichi has ever seen.
“You must be Oikawa’s friends,” the stranger continues, “welcome to the party. Drinks and food are in the kitchen. Iwaizumi, Oikawa’s challenging Bokuto to beer pong, you might want to go control your boyfriend.”
“Not my boyfriend,” Iwaizumi sighs, heading in the direction the stranger pointed.
“But he wishes Oikawa was his boyfriend,” the stranger laughs.
“You’ve picked up on the pining too?” Daichi asks, sliding his shoes off.
“If I have to hear one more instance of Oikawa droning on about how he could swim laps in the green of his Iwa-chan’s eyes, I might just shove them in a closet myself. I’m Kuroo by the way,” Kuroo says, tilting his head for Daichi to follow him.
“What does that even mean?” Daichi asks, laughing as he picks up a cup and pours some beer into it.
“Who the fuck knows? It’s Oikawa.”
Speaking of the devil, Oikawa appears out of nowhere and throws an arm around Kuroo’s shoulders, “Tetsu-chan, I see that you’ve met Dai-kun.”
“Oikawa,” Daichi says exasperatedly, “please just call me Sawamura.”
“Well, Sa’amura,” Kuroo purrs again and Daichi feels an electric tingle shoot up his spin at the way his name sounds coming from Kuroo’s mouth, “what do you say to a beer pong match between us and the pining idiots?”
Oikawa’s eyes go hard in an instant, as he says, “Careful, Tetsu-chan.”
Daichi smirks at Oikawa, “That sounds fun. But let’s make it a little more interesting. Losers have to kiss.”
“WHAT?” shrieks Oikawa so loudly that Iwaizumi comes rushing in.
“The hell is your problem, Oikawa?” he snaps, glaring at his best friend.
Kuroo’s grin goes a bit feral, “I like how you think, Sa’amura. Iwaizumi, we challenge you to beer pong, losers have to kiss in that closet for 5 minutes.”
Iwaizumi freezes and looks at Oikawa who is very much NOT looking in his direction. But then he nods, “Okay.”
Oikawa whips around to stare at his friend.
“Oh and no throwing the match,” Kuroo smirks, “we’ll know if you aren’t playing your best.”
Daichi and Kuroo head to the far side of the ping pong table to get it set up.
“Has anyone ever told you that you’re a bit devious?” Daichi asks, pouring beer into the cups Kuroo’s handing him.
“Devious is my middle name,” Kuroo quips, with a wink.
Oikawa and Iwaizumi finally make their way to their side of the table and the game starts. It’s pretty evenly matched with each side wanting the other to secretly win. But in the end, Kuroo sinks the winning shot as all the color leaves Oikawa’s face.
“Drink up, Toto,” Kuroos grins, “Sa’amura, would mind showing these two to the closet? I’ll set the timer.”
Daichi opens the door to the small closet and pushes Iwaizumi and Oikawa inside, “Well, have fun you two. We expect messy hair and swollen lips. And look, there’s even a lock on the inside so just lock the door when you feel like you need more time.”
And then he slams the door shut.
Kuroo hands him another cup, this time with water, as they sit on the couch and watch the door.
“How long do you think they’ll be in there?” Daichi asks, looking at his watch.
“An hour?” Kuroo says seriously, “they’ve got a lot of making up for lost time to do.”
Daichi chuckles, “It’s almost like you planned for this to happen, Kuroo Tetsurou.”
Kuroo turns to face Daichi on the couch, and says, “Well, the goal was to meet you. Getting them together was an unintended bonus.”
Daichi slides slightly closer, “Well, I think you deserve a prize for all that hard work.”
“Oh?” Kuroo asks, leaning in just so.
“Yeah,” Daichi whispers against his lips, “I mean you planned this whole party to try to meet me and you got our friends together. Seems like you deserve some kind of reward.”
Kuroo pulls back stunned.
“YOU KNOW?”
Daichi just laughs and points to the closet, “Oikawa’s got a big mouth and I think you’re kind of cute when you’re trying to be a mastermind.”
Kuroo groans and leans his head back against the back of the couch, “This is really fucking embarrassing, Sawamura Daichi.”
Daichi pats his cheek, “It really is.”
There’s a loud bump from the closet. They both turn to see Iwaizumi fall backwards out of the closet, a shirtless Oikawa toppling on top of him. It’s like the music screeches to a halt as everyone in the apartment turns to stare at the pair.
Kuroo whistles at them which sets of cheers as Iwaizumi pushes OIkawa off him, hands him his shirt, grabs his hand and then hauls him out of the party.
Daichi leans in to Kuroo’s space again, whispering, “Closets free.”
“Sa’amura, this is my place. Let’s at least go makeout on my bed.”
“Aren’t you the host?” Daichi asks standing up to look around.
Kuroo huffs and then yells, “Oi, Bokuto, make sure they don’t trash the place. I’m gonna go make out with this hottie.”
Daichi goes red, “For fucks sake, now they’re gonna be listening at the door.”
Kuroo leans down to whisper in Daichi’s ear, “Then let’s give them a good show, Sawamura.”
And oh do they put on a loud show.
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“o-omi…?”
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I think kazuha deserves to be cozy too
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some bokuaka art from 2020/2021
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Timeskip Bokuto & Akaashi 🥩🍻
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fancy omis
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nngh being back on tumblr feels like home. i hope we all stay here and rot in sin together.
#twitter is hell to write on#how dare they tell me i wrote too much#fuck you#what even is a post limit#LET ME SAY FUCK
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KuroKen | Age Gap & Office Sex
Written for KuroKen Sin Week
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Kuro eyed the convention floor, leaning back in his chair. He was being paid by the hour to be here. He was forced to be here to recruit interns to his company but he didn’t really give a damn. He was just the prettiest face to send.
All of the girls that stopped by were just interested in him, giggling like he wasn’t at least 20 years older than them. He pitched his pitch, but they left once they realized he wasn’t interested. He was ready to just call it and pack up.
“Excuse me…”
Kuro looked up to find a very cute blond college student fidgeting with his fingers at the table. Kuro sat up a little straighter and put on his most charming smile. “Hey there. Like what you see?” The boy blushed and looked down at the info packet on the company.
“I guess… I’m just here because it gives me extra credit for class. This was the most interesting booth here so can you uh- just give me a packet?”
Kuro nodded and grabbed one of the blank packets to hand to him and then grabbed a business card from his pocket and a pen.
“Name?”
The boy looked up nervously. “Kenma? But I-I’m not actually applying.” He tried to explain but Kuro waved him off by placing his card into his hands, his touch lingering a little longer than necessary.
“Call me if you need anything.” Kuro said with a wink.
Kenma flushed bright red and thanked him, quickly disappearing into the crowd. Kuro spent the rest of his time there imagining this boy sitting his petite self on his lap. He hoped he got a call soon. A buzz alerted him to a text on his phone.
(unknown): This is Kenma.
Kuro smirked and sent back a quick response.
Kuro: This is Kuro. Hope I caught your interest. You sure caught mine.
He didn’t receive a response back that day or even the next. He didn’t pay any mind, assuming that he scared the boy away. He did seem easily scared.
He was proven wrong when he received a call at the office from the receptionist saying he had a visitor. He wasn’t expecting anyone but he allowed them up to his office anyways. His friends would often show up unannounced.
“Um, hi.” Kuro nearly dropped his stapler onto the floor when he heard the voice float through his door. He hated to admit it but blood immediately rushed down to his dick at the sight of blond hair.
“Is that who I think it is?” He said after collecting himself. “Come in.”
Kenma entered and shut the door behind him. Kuro had to hold back a growl, eyes immediately drawn to the boy’s bare legs. Coming to his office in just an oversized hoodie. He knew what he was here for.
“What can I do for you, Kenma?”
Kenma took a deep breath for courage. “You said to call if I needed anything.”
“I did.”
Kenma walked towards his desk. “I- I need you.”
Kuro grinned and rolled his chair back, patting his leg. Kenma immediately sat down on him, straddling his waist.
Like this, Kuro could feel up the boy’s thigh, slipping his big fingers underneath his hoodie. No shorts on, just something lacy. “Came with a plan, huh? Tempting me with such a pretty sight.” Kuro pulled the boy closer to him. “What do you need from me, hm?”
Kenma blushed and just closed the gap between them, kissing him shyly and licking his bottom lip. Kuro kissed him back, tongue slipping into his lips and drawing out a moan from the younger man. He tasted sweet and Kuro only separated when the boy was clwing at him for air.
“Please…”
“Please what?”
Kenma pouted a little. “Isn’t it obvious?” He rolled his hips against Kuro’s, causing the older man to grip his tiny hips to hold him still.
“Yes, but I want to hear you say it, kitten.”
“Fuck me Kuro.” Kenma demanded in a brief moment of courage.
“Gladly.” Kuro kissed him again before lifting him up and laying him down on his desk. Today, he was extra thankful for the private office. The door didn’t lock, but that just made everything more exciting.
Kenma’s hoodie was up around his waist now, revealing his cute littl cock barely being covered by red lace panties.
“What a pretty package for me.” Kuro said, tracing a finger along his cock.
Kenma whimpered at the touch and Kuro couldn’t wait to hear more of those sounds.
Kuro unbuckled his belt, chuckling at the way Kenma’s eyes were glued to him. “Like what you see?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Kuro let his pants call with his boxers and let his cock rest against Kenma’s. It was so much bigger in comparison and Kenma whined at the sight.
“Don’t worry, kitten. I’ll give you what you want.” Kuro ripped Kenma’s panties off his body, making a mental note to send him some new ones to replace them. Kuro shoved his fingers into Kenma’s mouth. “Suck.”
The blond did so happily, slobbering all over his fingers.
Kuro would be sure to use his mouth later but he wasn’t one to make people wait. He took his fingers back and traced over Kenma’s cute hole, pushing in slowly while watching the boy’s reactions.
Kenma moaned and gripped the edge of his desk, hips rolling to take him deeper.
“Greedy boy.” Kuro murmured, stretching his fingers inside of Kenma. As his moans got more desperate, Kuro pulled out, lining his cock up at his entrance. “Ready?”
“Yes. God yes. Please…”
Kuro grabbed the boy’s hips and slid into him in one thrust, not giving hum any time.
Kenma let out a scream and Kuro quickly muffled it with his hand while bending over his petite body. “I know you can take it, baby.” Kuro slowly pulled out and thrust in, drawing out a moan from the boy. “So tight for me. Fuuuck…”
Kuro started at a slow steady pace to give the boy some time to adjust but soon Kenma was clawing at his arms and moving his hips in time with the thrusts.
“Fuck. D-Daddy.”
Kuro started thrusting harder, determined to reduce Kenma to a pile of mush by the end.
“W-Wait, slow down! I-I’m gonna” Kenma whimpered and spilled onto himseld, his cock spurting cum all over the both of them.
“I’m not done with you yet.” Kuro growled into his ear, fucking into his overstimulated hole, chasing his own orgasm, guided by Kenma’s sweet cries.
It wasn’t long before Kuro grabbed Kenma’s hips, shoved his cock deeper and unloaded into Kenma’s body. His kitten’s sweet little moans were so precious, milking his cock for what seemed like forever. Kuro finally stopped and leaned over Kenma’s body to catch his breath.
Kuro grinned down at the boy and placed a kiss on the tip of his nose.
“Maybe you should intern here after all.”
//fin
#haikyuu!!#kurokensinweek#kuroken#kuroo testuro#kenma kozume#haikyuu smut#hq smut#office sex#age gap#desk sex#wish kenma was me#i mean what#daddy kink#kinda????#nsfw
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Get to know me:
Name: Link (any pronouns)
Age: 25
Fandoms: HQ and Genshin
Writes: SFW and NSFW, kinky kinks, read at your own risk.
Twitter: @tartxgliaa
Ao3: //TBA//
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KuroKen Sin Week:
Free Use
Age Gap / Office Sex
Power Dynamics
Tentacles
Virginity Kink
Weapon Play
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KuroKen AUs
Prince x Bodyguard
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