Sanzu x reader but it's an arranged marriage for connections between Bonten and another Yakuza. But the entire time reader is just kinda forced to dress as a girl because his dad didn't have a daughter to shuffle off to Bonten, so when Sanzu gets time alone with reader and actually gets to talk to him and hug him - he finds out reader is a guy and is just like "WTF- Wait I actually like this better" or something.
Hello!☺️ Can you do a Yandere Rindou? So like Ayano is Rindou and the senpai is The reader, like the roles. The role of Rindou is Ayano but the role of senpai is The reader.
♱ warnings — f!reader, cock warming, previous breeding in rindou’s, teasing in hanma’s, exhibitionism ( during a phonecall ), kind of comfort in sanzu’s !
♱ note — hewo ! posting a few things b4 kinktober kicks off so pls enjoy dis !
・✶ ｡ﾟ SANO MANJIRO / MIKEY
there was something charming about the way mikey wanted to be wound up in you after a long day, the way he looks at you almost becoming it’s own wordless plea as he lies on his side in bed — glancing towards the empty spot infront of him before you’re pulling down your panties and occupying it.
you can feel the way mikey’s chest is rising and falling quickly from where it’s pressed snug against your back, his cock twitching slightly from where it’s pressed deep inside of you, but you know his eyes are closed when they graze against the skin in the crook of your neck. “you’re warm.” he finally breaks the silence as his arm that’s hooked around your waist curls tighter, urging you to melt into him as he feels something warm burst and warm across the back of his neck with the saccharine squeeze of your cunt around him.
there’s an anxious restlessness to mikey’s fingers where they rest in your skin, and you know he’s probably had a long day and just wanted to feel home for a bit — which is why he’s here with you, letting any tension roll down his spine as he melts into the push and pull of your body and your pussy. the way you purr for him, melt into his touch like he’s not the leader of one of tokyo’s most dangerous gangs only makes him feel safer, like he’d rather spend the rest of his life wrapped in you than wrapped up in this.
“did you have a bad day?” you finally ask with a questioning roll of your hips, making him hiss before he speaks. “kinda, sanzu’s dealing with it now. i wanted to come home.” your warmth around his cock and the feeling of his skin being pressed against yours eases him as much as it consumes him, and the next drawn out sigh that falls from his lips only makes you curl deeper into mikey’s warmth when you can tell he wants to spare you the details. but then you feel his lips graze softly along your neck and you shiver when you feel his arms squeeze tight around your waist — cock grazing slightly along your sweet spot when he pushes himself closer. “i’m tired. wanna sleep like this.”
ღ warnings — f. reader, safe word usage, comfort, overstimulation, fingering in mikeys, degradation, talk of multiple orgasms, empty threats / edging, minimal prep, degradation, rough sex, choking, restraints (with a tie).
ღ note — honestly i really like safe word usage writing cause i love the comfort that comes with it so i thought i’d finally write some of my own >.< these ended up so long i’m sorry!!!
・✶ ｡ﾟ SANO MANJIRO / MIKEY
it’d been obvious he’d had a rough day with how he’d returned home to you, his steps heavy and his eyes almost cold even when they meet yours—unfeeling, it was a sight you weren’t used to and as much as you wanted to make him feel better, you wanted your version of mikey to be the one gazing back at you.
“sit still.” mikey hisses from where he’s looming over you, his tone is sharp and cold as one of his hands squeeze slightly at the sides of your throat, the other keeping up the pace and pressure from where he’s stuffing two of his fingers inside of you, exhaling roughly when your tight walls squeeze around the digits. he hadn’t prepped you as well as he usually would, his mind was too hazy—too messy, so what would normally be a pleasurable ache is replaced this time with a burning sensation when his long fingers sink into your walls, pushing against something that’s almost too deep inside of you that has your thighs closing around his wrist. “mikey, it’s too—“ you squeak, tears pricking at your lashes as he speeds up his ministrations and it hurts, “quit squirming.” he huffs, fingers squeezing almost too tightly around your throat until there’s a dizzy spin in your mind and you kick your feet slightly until the first tear of the night streaks down your cheeks. “red—red, manjiro!” you cry and mikey’s movements stop immediately, the hand that was wrapped around your throat releasing instantly as his palm finds a place against your damp cheek instead and it still feels warm before he looks at you, really looks at you for the first time that night and he’s scrambling to pull you into his arms, smoothing his hands along your trembling figure as he almost breaks, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. “i’m so sorry, fuck—so sorry, didn’t mean to hurt you.”
✰ 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎’s heavy, booted footsteps are the first thing you can hear when you come too, along with a couple string of curses he lets slip past his lips when he slowly stumbles into your bedroom. “Sorry baby, did I wake you?” He mumbles, discarding his oil covered jeans to the floor and kicking off his dirty shoes— he watches you stir around in the blankets from the reflection in full body mirror that faces the bed— and he almost wants to throw himself to the ground when one of his boots won’t get off his foot. “No, you’re good… long day?” You mutter, and Shinichiro couldn’t be happier when you open your arms wide for him to nestle into your warm embrace. “You couldn’t imagine.” It’s his favourite nightly routine when he gets to start peppering your collarbone with small little kisses— while his mouth slowly makes its way to your neck, then your chin— and then finally they linger on your own lips for a while. He lets out a content hum as his eyes glue shut due to how cosy it feels to finally be in bed, but yours scrunch up in discomfort. Softly— you push him away by the forehead and swipe your mouth with your hand, tiredly giggling as he makes a face as if you kicked a puppy. “Babe… what?” You sigh and shake your head. “Stop smoking, or I’ll stop kissing you, I’m serious.” He only chuckles, letting his head fall back into the dip of your shoulder as he breaths in your scent. “You said that last time, yet here we are.”
✰ 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐀 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈 already told you that if you pulled these silly little pranks again, then you’d loose your s/o privileges until you learn to behave— you always choose to ignore this because he takes you back in under and hour, and all you need is your cute like face and a couple of candy bars. “Okay… I’m off, meeting with the BD’s starts in like… two minutes.” Wakasa sighs in annoyance, shrugging on his coat and clipping his red beaded earring into his ear as he stares into the bathroom mirror, you watch him from the doorway. “But… it’s takes you like, ten minutes to get there?” He nods, puffing away a strand of his white hair that fell on his face while trudging over to you to pat your head. “Yeah, so? They can wait.” Before you know it— your wrists are softly being pulled towards the front door as he opens it before turning back to you. “Don’t stay up too late… or do, I don’t care. But when you get fatigued, don’t come crying to me.” He tries to bite back his small smile when your laughter fills his ears, but he shakes it off with his normal monotone expression. “Thanks for your concern, but you should get going.” He nods, dropping your hand and bringing his own up to hold your chin— leaning in to grasp his lips against yours, his thumb circling the skin on your cheek. But when you lean away and wipe your mouth with your sleeve, all the love he had for you vanished— he nods in understanding. “Got it, I’ll block your number when I get there, and I expect a two page paragraph of how sorry you are in my emails, the deadline is two PM. Have a good day.”
✰ 𝐊𝐎𝐊𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐄 doesn’t seem like a man who would adore skin ship— or any type of affection that involves touching, but he does, and it’s more then you would think. “Boss’es been in my ear all week for no reason, he’s like a damn fly buzzing around… but don’t tell him I said that.” He mumbles into your neck and lets out a sigh of content when your hand scratches that one spot on his head while you play with his hair. “Like I would talk to your boss… he’s scary.” He chuckles, his deep voice sending vibrations against your skin which makes you shiver. “I’know baby, so stay away from him, don’t want you getting caught up in this shit.” Kokonoi rolls his eyes even though you can’t see it, and presses a quick kiss on the center of your throat. “Using that new fragrance I brought you? Smells good.” You hum and nod, your fingers leaving his death hawk to rub your neck before going back like nothing happened, and you have to quickly hid your sly smirk when he props himself up on his elbows to stare you down. “What was that?” “What was what?” You swiftly reply in fake innocence, yet your smile shows anything but. His eyes narrow slightly before bringing your hand up to place a chaste kiss to your knuckles, not once blinking because he’s watching your movements like a hawk. You rub your fist against the velvet couch and give him a smile, one that he scoffs at. “You think you’re so funny, don’t you, sweetheart?” He gets up, gently but feistily swatting away your hand when you reach for him. “Babe?” “No, m’not your babe right now, I didn’t want your kisses anyways.” “…you’re so dramatic.”
✰ 𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐈 𝐒𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐔 stares at you in confusion when you shake your head at him after he places a kiss to your cheek, even more so when you wipe it away with your thumb. “[name]? Something wrong?” And he fails to notice the phone recording five feet away when he pulls you in by the waist to give you another. Koko is snickering from his position at the desk while your boyfriend stares at you. “I brushed my teeth this morning…” he mumbles against your lips, if you’re wiping away his kisses— why are you reciprocating it with as much love as he is putting in? “Okay, thanks for telling me.” You laugh and he nods slowly, still in confusion even when you grab your phone to watch the video you took. “No… problem.” He pulls you in and leans his head on your shoulder, wrapping his arms around your waist while he watches along with the screen. “Oh, you video taped us… what for, love?” “Cause they wanted to see your reaction, you’re so dense sometime, inupi.” Koko chimes in, you nod in confirmation. “Yeah, you looked really confused.” Seishu chuckles along with you, only because your laugh is so contagious that he can’t help it. “So it wasn’t my bad breath?” “No babe, your breath smells nice… like blueberries.” You can feel his nose rub against your neck before his body is slowly rocking yours side to side. “Yeah, I’m using the toothpaste you brought me, thanks.” He places a kiss to your shoulder, and shakes his head with an amused laugh when you wipe it away. “Ha ha, hilarious.”
“P-pull out, ‘zuku,” you moan, although your body signals differently with the tight hold of your legs wrapping around his midsection. “Pull out, pull out, pull out,” you babble through the saliva dripping down the side of your chin, head arching back as he buries his face into your neck, sinking teeth into your skin.
You gasp as Izuku bites, clenching your walls harder against him, and he groans in pleasure directly into your ear, holding you so close you’re near breaking. You’re almost there, and you think maybe, maybe he’ll tip over with you too this time and paint white inside you but you’re not sure when the last time you took your pill was and…
“B-baby please, don’t… cum… inside…”
Izuku stills suddenly and the absence of friction almost feels like withdrawal - but he’s still inside you, cock thick and warm and stretching you full.
♱ ‧₊˚. THE PARTY & THE AFTER PARTY ꒰ toji x f!reader ꒱ nsfw — mdni [dubcon (reader is crossfaded), alcohol/cocaine use, mentions of overdosing, infidelity (reader is cheating on megumi), age-gap, degradation, praise, raw sex, daddy kink, breeding kink, dirty talk, groping, pet names, squirting] wc [4k] an [repost from last night ⸝⸝ʚ̴̶̷̆ ̯ʚ̴̶̷̆⸝⸝ if you liked this, you can also reblog it]
“m’kay— think that’s enough for one night, doll,” toji lets out an amused chuckle as he observes your actions through his peripheral.
you’re leaning over the tray placed on your lap to snort your fifth line of coke that night, your head shooting back up to face the roof of toji’s car as you scrunch your nose in an attempt to offset the sting of the powder lining your sinuses. once the feeling subdued, you lazily turn to face the man in the driver’s seat, blinking at him dumbfoundedly with a pouty frown on your lips.
