Hospital Room

DAY 17 — VIRGINITY LOSS

kinktober 2023. — masterlist | ao3

𖧡 — including — neuvillette, heizou, wriothesley

𖧡 — warnings — fem! reader, first time, virgin! reader, taking your v card, soft & passionate, pussy drunk genshin men

𖧡 — NEUVILLETTE

neuvillette was always tender-hearted and caring with you— nonetheless, this specific night, he was burning up through his entire nervous system— only a minimal glance of your body was able to drag him into such brimming state with sweat spouting down his back while only inches away from feeling your skin on his hands— just the whisper of your soft words scurrying at the head of his sinful imaginations.

at the present moment in time, there were no thoughts other than doing this correctly, no focus other than the one centered on your angelic frame— a crucial need, as much as air and water, sewed up within the pain of anticipation simmering over his psyche.

you can feel how his fingers silently curve over the flesh of your thighs before he inches you closer to his bare body, "voice any discomfort to me—," he pauses before coughing out, barely breathing as his heart thuds hard against his chest from how tight your legs were wrapped around his hips, "—immediately."

you nod in compliance, and you rest your head against his broad shoulder before feeling neuvillette's complete weight shift, soon after caging you beneath him as he towers on top with a new perception prodding at your wet core, his cock gently resting between your silken pussy lips— it's unique to any other feeling you have ever experienced before and your thighs instantly clamp around his hips harder, your ragged breathing tottering over his neck and shoulder.

you try to relax yourself, letting your hips fall into the mattress before suddenly trembling at an increasing pressure on your cunt— you hear a whimper as neuvillette rests his forehead on yours, holding his gaze on your eyes, the force of the increasing press precise and cautious as your hole parts around the intrusion.

it seems to be everywhere, all at once trapping your body and you suddenly feel so hot inside, then cold, then hot again, the way it manifested so quickly in you like a spumming inferno that imprisoned your body before your mind floats in the air, above clouds— again, it's hot and cold, hot and cold, the pressure in your lower area penetrant and heavy, and you're becoming dizzy by just focusing on how his shaft was stretching you out as neuvillette fills your cunt to the hilt.

neuvillette notices an immediate reaction from his elevated senses, in the way a strong current of oversensitivity stung along his thick, sheathed shaft like a bee stinging their victims— nullifying his pace as his hips stutter before coming to a hold, reveling himself into the warm hug of a wet, gushing pussy enveloping him.

it's just too much right now, for the both of you— or how your body was beginning to smell just like him, your pussy shaping over his length and casted all around it— as if the both of you, had claimed each other entirely.

𖧡 — HEIZOU

"squeeze my hand if it's too much or uncomfortable,"

regardless of heizou's confident and soothing sentences towards you, before smirking down and giving you the feeling that he had it all figured out a long time ago— was in reality, a helpless attempt to hide his genuine panic deafening his inner spirit, and even though the detective believed he did a good job at concealing it from you, the way he'd awkwardly scrunch his brows together or stumble over his own words aired his self parading nervousness spotless for you to see.

despite that, it's a heavenly sight to have you splayed underneath him, bare and exposed— untouched, so hot that it has you clench around his waist as he first slips himself in, his cock immediately showering your warm walls with love. your heart was racing and so was his, yet it was impressive, his self control, slowly pushing in and out of your little hole and leaning his head down to plant a soft, tender kiss on your lips.

"you're so beautiful," heizou praises as you part your lips, "you're mine," and wait for heizou to slip his eager tongue deep into the warm cavern of your mouth, your mind lost in a swirl of senselessness by his gradually fastening thrusts and the mild pain accompanying them— yet such, didn't matter in this moment, because your thoughts travelled up the soul-deep river over emotions unlocking deep inside that bonded your bodies in a new sense of awareness.

𖧡 — WRIOTHESLEY

watching you smile filled wriothesley with a love he never thought he was capable of feeling— and it's warm, as he believed love should always be perceived as, with your bodies moving unitedly, ugh, archons, he was obsessed with this intoxicating feeling.

“f-fuck, fuck, princess, fuck," he stumbles over his wet trembles, his mouth parted and forehead bedding a film of sweat as wriothesley persistently grinds into your sensitivity, his voice raspier than usual and for once he wasn't cracking occasional jokes, instead he hold your gaze forevermore, groaning out a shaky heave as you mewl out from the deep-rooted press on your core— it's a little uncomfortable you won't lie, and wriothesley being above average wasn't aiding you in that particular battle.

despite that you welcome him completely, no matter the circumstances you keep your legs pressed around his thighs when he tirelessly embeds himself so far inside your cunt that you're nothing but a babbling mess, hardly capable to breathe nor voice your pleasure due to the lingering compression on your slit being penetrated for the first time by a large, thick length, so perfectly shaped and harboring a soft pink on the bulbous tip.

he didn't believe he'd ever become so devoted towards another human being and utterly revel inside pleasing you for the first time, through your body and your soul and ugh— that you wanted him to be your first and no one else, how such reason alone was growing the addiction inside of him, his hips grinding inside your warm hole as his lower abs constrict at the pleasure.

wriothesley licks into your mouth in desperation, and each moment he pulls his hips back only to slip inside again, it’s so much better and it seemed like there wasn't a chance for it to subside, the sensation was growing between both your bodies rubbing over each other, his hips twitching with the sudden thud of vibrations due to your creamy walls clamping down on him.

your soft frame squeezes underneath his rough one, hot walls and wet taste, your slit gripping him just the right way and swallowing him till overcrowded with his heavy length, stimulating the veins sloped over his shaft like you were made to do this with him and only him.

truly, there was no comparison to this, nothing would make him get bored of doing this with you.

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Can I request a scenario where zhongli has feelings for his afab student and she gets a sudden & incredibly painful period during a lecture and looks straight up ill 🤭

not me, who's super down bad w teacher/student tropes absolutely YES

College Professor Zhongli x Afab Student Reader

NSFW, period sex, teacher/student relationship, reader is over 18, honestly this is just filth but I mean I'M just filth so here you go.

She'd looked fine when she first walked into class, but as Zhongli went through the usual motions of his lectures, he noticed it, from the corner of his eye, the way her skin began to pale, the sweat beading along her brow, and the way she seemed to simply...fold in on herself.

that wasn't right, she was one of his star pupils, attentive, driven, ready for anything.

now?

Now she looked like she was going to throw up.

it was another fifteen minutes of lecturing before he sets the class to self-study, and almost instantly he makes his way over, she barely even notices, hazy eyes trained to her laptop screen, it's not until he rests a hand beside her computer that her eyes slowly snap up to him.

she didn't look well, not at all.

"Are you alright, miss (l/n)?" he asks, quietly, gods forbid he draw attention to her right now.

She swallows and nods, he doesn't believe her for a second.

"It's nothing professor...I'll be fine." She reassures, he shakes his head.

"you look like you're in pain, come with me, I have some painkillers in my office." It's not like him to invite students to his office willy nilly, but right now, she looked like she was about to pass out. He's expecting a refusal, another reassurance that she was fine, but instead what he gets is a weak nod as she slowly stands.

Thankfully his office is only across the hall, he ushers her in quickly, watching as she all but crumples onto the decrepit couch he kept in here for the occasional student desperately looking for a place to nap. "Are you sure you're alright?" he asks again as he strides to his desk, wrenching open the top drawer in search of the pain killers he often kept there. "it's...nothing to worry about sir...just..cramps." Cramps?

oh.

OH.

His amber eyes flick back to her, curled by the couch arm, arms wound around her lower belly. Oh.

suddenly, theres a thought, one that had sat deep in the back of his mind from the very first day she'd wandered into his lecture hall in freshman year. One he'd kept buried deep, because it was sick and wrong.

but...

but what if?

Slowly, he slides the drawer shut. ----

Well, this was embarassing. you knew you were due soon, and had prepared accordingly, but the moment that first horrible cramp had hit you in the middle of geology? you knew you were a goner.

It wasnt often, but every once in a while, ever since you'd begun your cycle, you'd occaisonally be wracked with the most horrific cramps you could imagine, you'd seen plenty of doctors about it but they'd all just shrugged, told you it was normal, told you it was in your head, or that you needed to lose weight, normal, shitty doctor things.

So when Professor Zhongli offers you painkillers? you dont even hesitate, take them, let them kick in, finish class, call your roomate to bring you the good head pads, the ones you could stick to yourself for the rest of the day.

Which is why you're taken by surprise when the couch you're currently clinging to dips slightly, opening your eyes you find your professors face mere inches away and you can already feel the flush creeping up your cheeks.

god he was handsome, age aside, he was so supremely out of your league; his wife must be a very lucky woman.

and then? his hand is slowly pressing against you, just below your belly button, thumb digging in and rolling is slow, deliberate circles and you moan quietly, because it was the first ounce of relief since the cramps had started.

"It looks like I am out of painkillers miss (l/n)...but i do know a few...other methods to aid with this kind of pain." his voice is low, husky and impossibly sexy and you must be dreaming, you had to be. "If you're comfortable, I can relive the pain for you."

"please..." its out of your mouth without a second thought. if this was a dream, no one better dare wake you.

You see it in his eyes, the moment you say yes, beautiful amber blowing wide and dark; his hand pressing a little harder on your belly as he leans forward, lips crashing to yours in a messy, rather one sided battle of teeth and tongue. You'd be a horrible, filthy liar if you'd said you hadn't thought about this, especially with your geology professor, but damn, if it didn't feel good to finally live out the dream, moaning into his mouth as your grip on the couch arm slips. Zhongli's free arm easily catching you and laying you back properly, your thighs resting on either side of his hips and oh- oh even through his trousers you could feel him, and it's enough to make you whimper.

Zhongli lets out a ragged exhale, hand finally moving from where it had been massaging your cramping muscles to yank at the zipper on your jeans before shimmying them down your thighs. "w-wait I'm-" your protest is silenced with a look, a single, flick of his eyes to yours, a look that told you all he needed you to know as he shifts to pull away the offending bottoms, as well as your underwear, free hand coming to shunt your top up over your chest.

'I know, and I don't care.'

"P-professor-" you whimper as he reaches behind the couch, yanking some ancinet blanket out from between the back of the sofa and the wall, settling it beneath you and you're sure it's just his way of making you feel better, not staining his damn couch. "Did you know, that penetration and orgasm are two of the most effective methods of easing these types of cramps, miss (l/n)?" he murmurs into your ear, a pair of fingers already slowly dragging between your folds, making it awfully hard to articulate a response.

but he's watching you so expectantly, waiting for an answer, but the moment you attempt to give him one, that pair of fingers thrusts deep inside you and you nearly scream, muffled only by his lips swallowing the sound.

it hurt, but it hurt in a different way, one that felt sweet around the edge, and not just horrifically like the cramps. Your pained whimpering quickly begins to warp into breathy, pleasured moans as his fingers work you open.

"so wound up...relax darling, no wonder you're in so much pain." Zhongli whispers against the shell of your ear, easier said than done when you're body was trying to rip parts of itself apart. You try, you really do, and ever so slowly, your professor's fingers press further, deeper inside, his thumb lazily grinding against your already sensitive clit as he murmurs praise and reassurance, his words sweet enough to make your teeth hurt.

"That's it, you're doing so well...you have no idea how long I've been dreaming of doing this to you." his words tear a whimper from your throat, how dare he be so vulgar but so...so damn sincere while he's doing such lewd things to you.

When he removes his fingers, you dont cry, but it's a very near thing as you whine sadly, arching your back like a cat in heat. you'd do anything to keep the cramps away, the cramps led to nausea and nausea led to throwing up and that just wasn't on the cards for you today.

"shhh, it's alright. I'm nowhere near done with you yet." his sweet murmur comes with an absolutely vicious undertone, so much so that you barely hear the sound of his belt unbuckling. Reality doesn't come crashing in until he drags his cock lazily along your pussy, grinding against your clit and sending shivers of pleasure up your spine.

thats all the warning he gives before he hikes your hips up just a smudge before he thrusts inside, hard and deep, unsullied hand clapping over your mouth to quiet the cry of bliss.

logically you knew it SHOULD have hurt, but all you can feel is the sweet relief of something finally massaging the muscles that were screaming so deep inside you that it felt like only you could hear them. "p-professor-" "I think we're past the formal names, are we not? call me Zhongli for now." he purrs, leaning down to kiss away your pleasured tears.

"Z-zhongli...please, please...."

"Mhm, reduced to begging already, darling? I should have acted upon my fantasies sooner." He growls, nipping at your ear as he finally, blessedly moves.

He's not gentle, and you're glad for it. Every thrust, every deep press of his cock does exactly as he'd said, it chases away your pain, clouds your mind with pleasure and makes you forget how you even ended up in this situation, melting beneath his rough treatment until you're nothing but a babbling mess, only contained by the hand pressed over your mouth.

Above you, your professor looks absolutely debauched; he's always so well put-together that seeing him now, face flush, eyes blown wide with lust and desire, hair usually tied neatly away falling over his shoulders like a waterfall... beautiful. If this was your only chance at seeing it, you were sure as hell storing this image away in your mental bank forever.

Your orgasm hits so suddenly that your world actually goes blank for a moment, hands scrabbling at the couch and raking down Zhongli's back as you let out a broken, choked whimper, body tensing like live wire before falling limp beneath him. You only vaugely feel him give a couple more thrusts before pulling out and spilling over the blanket beneath you with a grunt- ah, right...protection hadn't been a thing...how thoughtful of him.

It takes you way longer than you'd like to finally remember how to breathe and how to uncross your damn eyes...but when you do, the sight your met with is simply to die for.

Your geology professor, Zhongli, readjusting his tie, hair already tied back; immaculate as ever, the slight flush on his face was the only remnant of what had just occured between you two.

ever the gentleman, as soon as he's aware you've come back to reality, he smiles, offering you a bottle of water to sip on as he collects part of the blanket to wipe you clean, handing you back your pants.

"Thank you for that, miss (l/n)... I trust that you know what happened here cannot be known to anyone but us..." he's careful with his words, and yet you can see a tinge of anxiety hidden behind his beautiful golden eyes.

"Of course professor...t-thank you...I..I enjoyed that very much."

Slowly he meets your eye, a small smile pulling to his lips before he leans forward, pressing a kiss to your lips as you feel something skin to a business card slide into your jean pocket.

"I trust your pain has subsided...?" you think on it for a moment with a small hum before you grin at him.

"for now, but you know how these things are professor...I might have to come back and see you for more painkillers when they come back~"

pick your player! pro-gamer!Geto x roommate!Reader

cw: mdni! post-hangover hookup, morning wood, shower sex

pro-gamer!Geto who wakes up hungover and half-naked, well, completely naked, except for the body draped over his, the warm skin sticking to his chest and face buried into his neck

pro-gamer!Geto who is, uh, a little out of practice when it comes to hookup etiquette, considering the last time he, well, hooked up with anyone was years ago - and he couldn't exactly shoo you out when you lived one room over

pro-gamer!Geto who freezes at the first signs of you stirring, the little tired hmph that leaves your lips before your nose nuzzles against him, one of his hands reflexively pulling you in closer to his chest, your body relaxing as you fell back asleep

pro-gamer!Geto who had forgotten how nice it was to hold someone in his arms - even if it was you he was holding

pro-gamer!Geto who swallows hard when he realizes he's poking you with something harder, his cock straining for relief trapped between his tense abs and your soft body, like it remembered how snugly it fit inside you last night

pro-gamer!Geto who is starting to wonder if you cast a spell on him or something equally insane because the longer he waits, the more convinced he is that it simply won't. go. away!

pro-gamer!Geto whose jaw is locked, eyes scrunched shut and beating back a headache by the time you do wake up, every agonizing shift of your body only teasing his swollen cock more as you yawn and start to stretch

pro-gamer!Geto who is considering putting in his one month notice and moving the second you feel his situation and you actually giggle at him

pro-gamer!Geto who thinks he might be dreaming instead when you press a kiss to his clenched jaw and suggest you help him out in the shower instead - but no, fifteen minutes later, he's holding you up by your hips with your face pressed against the cold tile wall of your shared shower, water droplets beading up and leaving damp trails across your skin as he pounds into you

pro-gamer!Geto who can't help how much he likes hearing his name from your mouth, the pretty moans cut off into broken gasps and desperate whines when he thrusts into the spongy spot he knows you like, leaving hickies down your neck and murmuring half-incoherent honeyed promises of how fucking good you feel

pro-gamer!Geto who feels like he's the one coming undone when you finish first, your pliant body pinned between him and the shower wall with your trembling thighs and cute scrunched up face, barely pulling out in time to cum on your back instead of painting your cervix

pro-gamer!Geto who watches you yawn again, stepping around him to wash all of it off, water pelting your skin and cleaning yourself of him as you scrub the rest of your kiss-stained body with soap

pro-gamer!Geto who would say it was just sex if you asked, but you don't, just hum to yourself and disappear behind your door afterwards (and really, he's not even sure who he'd be trying to convince - you or himself)

one two three four | divider by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more

This was requested by beloved, sweet, lovely, beautiful bestie @enden-k, whom I must thank very much, not only bc they actually allowed me to write more about yandere tarti, but for the constant love and support that he has given me since we have become friends. I can't express how glad I'm that you are in my life, I hope we will stay friends for a long, long time. I'm sorry I'm awful with words lmao but anyway! I hope you all will like this, and once again youn, thank u. U have no idea how important you are to me, love u bestie 💕💕💕💕

ೃ⁀➷ TW/CW: DARK CONTENT, Yandere, Smut, 18+ (MINORS DON’T INTERACT), Broken English, Obsessed, Toxic Relationship, Dom Character, Implied Kidnapping, Dubcon/Noncon, Failed Attempted at escape, Gender Neutral Reader (no use of pronouns and body parts), A bit needy yandere tarti cause I'm a hoe, Implied Fight, Tarti has a little bruise but nothing much, One mention of blood, Unhinged Tarti, let me know if I need to add more TW/Tags ♡ My blog contains dark content, be careful when interacting/following! ➳ Pair: Childe x Reader (Genshin Impact) Words Count: 464

⤠ Numbers 14, 48 + Barbatos ⤟ Genshin Impact Masterlist ⤠ Numbers 17, 86 +  Mori, Chuuya ⤟

18. “You look so good with my hand around your neck”

“You sweet, sweet cute little lamp…~” he laughs, his entire body over yours, successfully holding you down against the hard, cold floor.

“Trying to run away from me again hm? You even managed to hurt me…” Ajax's hand goes to his face, touching the so small bruise you somehow managed to give him during your failed escape attempt. It already stopped bleeding for a long time, but he looked so proud.

“That’s why I can’t let you go sweetheart! Where else do I find someone like you? You are just so perfect...” he murmurs against your ear, red chocks of hair against your face as you hear Childe twisted laugh, his lips kissing your cheek in a surprisingly gentle touch.

If it weren’t for the red-haired using his whole strength to keep you down, and his hard big cock buried deep inside of you, you would have tried to say something back much to his enjoyment. But Ajax knew your body better than you did, so it was easy for him to make you become a moaning mess under him, no longer needing to hold you down since how desperate you were to touch him, to get more.

“I love you, I love so damn much!” his lips were now all over your face, kissing every possible inch while confessing his eternal love for you, his hips moving at such a fast pace that was making your head spin. Everything around you screamed Ajax; his voice, his scent, his body warm against yours, he was everywhere.

“Don’t ever think about running away again...” Ajax steals your lips with his, kissing you so hard and with so much passion, drinking all your sweet moans. “What will you do without me uh? What will I do without you?”

His glare was so different now; if before was a fighter glare, cold and dark, now it was one who seemed so in love, so desperate, so needy. You both were needy, Ajax needed you, and you needed him, his hands, his cock going deeper inside. You were so close to cumming, you didn’t really listen to what he was saying no more.

Suddenly his hand, which was on your hip holding you still, got to your neck in a tight grip. His hips were moving so slowly now, you whimper in protest trying to get more friction, but it was too late, your orgasm was now fading as you looked up at him, only to get scared by his smirk and cruel, dark glare on his eyes.

“You won’t try to run away again, right?” Ajax chuckles as you get more scared, his dick twitching inside of you in response. “... Mh. I must say... You look so good with my hand around your neck~”

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Speaking about Pokémon, Caleb reminds me of Alain from Pokémon XYZ. Both are affiliated with the enemy organization to protect the people they care about and were recruited due to their skills and previous occupations

first time dry-humping with katsuki..?

you were in his lap, kissing his neck. his long rough callouses hands holding your hips as he tilted his head back. he let out a guttural moan as he shut his eyes closed when you kissed a sweet spot.

your hips involuntarily moved rolling against his groin, you blushed. “..s-sorry” your voice muffled in between kisses as you said flustered. he groaned “..idiot.” you chuckled suddenly his hips jerked in the direction of your pussy, making sure his hard member pressed against your clothed aching pussy.

”o-oh! k-katsukiiii..” you mumbled blushing, “keep it quiet-dumbass.” his hands squishing your thighs, “..m-mmph” “..stupidly pretty” he gruffed seeing you flustered and a mess. “..is this still okay..” you mumbled blushing, you and katsuki weren’t exactly intimate..

“idiot. i wouldn’t let this happen if it wasn’t..” he scoffed, “..o-oh yeah..” you murmured silently as he dry-humped you

you physically couldn’t stop making noises-you’ve never been like this ever.. “..katsuki..” you whined “hm-what?” he said while groaning “..this feels good” “..obviously stupid.”

“-but keep making those pretty sounds.”

#TRYNA FUCK ME I'M LIKE OKAY! g. suguru

☆ sum. suguru geto wasn’t used to losing a race, especially to a fucking rookie—but you’ve got him confused, intrigued, and… hard? long story short, ever since he hit it he’s never been the same.

wc. 6.8k

warnings. fem! reader, street racer! geto, pwp, unprotected, 2 fast 2 furious references, bratty reader, rivals to lovers ( ? ), geto has a dīck piercing, big size kink, riding, he fucks you on the hood of your car, cunnīlingus, sore loser geto gets humbled lel, overstim, squīrting, dirty talk, praise, petnames.

an. chase atlantic inspired me again </3 same au as this one.

second fucking place. he got second place and he lost to you, a newbie—the newest racer with the prettiest trendy wheels, flashy rims, and a hot pink 2001 honda s2000. stupid, stupid, the reality of losing left a sour taste in geto’s mouth. he can’t remember the last time he’s lost, ever. .

the moment he saw your car bolt in front of him at those last few milliseconds of the race with fiery pink smoke coughing from your steel pipes dusting near his front window, he just knew he lost to you. geto scoffs. “tch,” he’d mumble, slamming his car door shut, and releasing the straps of his custom-made helmet. you leaned against your slick hood, innocently fanning yourself with a pamphlet of the track’s course layout that was given to every racer before glancing at geto. he was quite tall and he looked down at you with a look of intrigue and bitter annoyance. “cheater.”

“excuse me?” you raise a brow. you knew damn well who he was, suguru geto—one of the if not the best street racer in tokyo. notorious for his wins and extremly cocky ego - except this time, your win against him bruised that little detail a bit. a small grin spreads across your glossed lips before your eyes rove up and down his dark leather ripped clothes. “you said somethin’?”

“you heard me, sweetheart,” he utters, bringing a gloved hand up to his face. doing so, geto tucks his sticky black tresses back inside his helmet. he’s so close, that he practically has you cornered against the hot hood of your car and his eyes stare at the medal that’s pinned near the left side of your chest. that gold medal that was supposed to be his. “besides,” and you nearly gasped once you felt your rear tap against the front of your vehicle. “your ‘riding’ could use a ‘lil work, rookie.”

you saw the look in his eyes. he’s challenging you, geto sees you as a potential threat and he wasn’t fond of losing.. ever.

it just wasn’t in his vocabulary.

you don’t know why but beating one of tokyo’s top street racers made cocky pride swell right up in your chest. the same kind of cocky pride that he was used to, and damn were you a force to be reckoned with. he just had to learn that the hard way.

“do i?” you reply, reaching an arm inside of your car to twist the keys out of the ignition. with a roaring sputtering growl, your engine gradually turns off and the sounds of whirring wind fill the air.

geto’s got his hands buried in his pockets as his tall lean body stands still. he’s checking you out.

his head slightly tilts to the side with his helmet cracked open and you can feel his eyes trailing up your entire physique.

he’s studying you - trying to figure out just who this pretty girl that just dusted him in a race.

you’d be lying through your teeth if you didn’t idolize him just a little bit. he was well known not just in tokyo but worldwide. the fangirls loved him, and the racers despised him with envy.

beating the suguru geto was a rare fever dream of itself.

“or are you just upset you’re not in the spotlight for once?” brat.. though your comment made him scoff with a sly smile curling against his thin lips.

“mm. for a new racer you sure have a smart mouth,” and his eyes quickly dash toward your car.

hot pink, it even looked freshly new and painted. and just to put the icing on the cake, it also has a pretty character design painted near the sides with the addition of a cheetah print wheel.

he lost to . . that?

geto’s quietly admiring your ride though—it looked like it was straight out of a movie. once he looks down at you again, he speaks in a gruff intimidated tone, finishing his sentence. “it’s only your first win, don’t be cocky.”

“i’ll be cocky if i want,” you murmur, and there’s a loud competitive tension between you both.

people started to leave the car meeting spot until it was just the two of you. your car’s parked near one of the garages where geto’s car was coincidentally parked also. you’re still leaning against the pink hood of your car before walking up to him. you close the awkward distance between you both, being just a few inches apart.

you’re bold, and he liked your spunk although he’d never flat-out admit it.

just . . . who were you?

geto didn’t like losing—that’s already been established. but now, he’s starting to realize he probably has to deal with you in future races, and oh- he knew you were gonna be a problem.

and he was right, because perhaps he’d finally met his match.

“besides, even if i did cheat,” you retaliate, your tone sounding more and more coy and foxy. playfully, your arms wrap around his shoulders and you tap against his sheer black helmet that had ‘s. geto’ autographed in bold purple near the other shell. vexed, mousy eyes glare at you through the protective gear and you lean up all the way close. “what are you gonna do about it, suguru?”

famous last words,

because one moment you’re being nothing but a mere brat and the next, you found yourself bent over the hood of your pretty blush-colored honda.

well, fuck.

suguru geto didn’t take disrespect lightly . . although, he liked the brat in you. a nice change of pace, even though it pissed him off a bit - a lot.

“s- shit,” you gasp, feeling your thighs squeeze together. geto’s domineering aura sends you chills, the kind of chills where it runs through your entire soul.

he’s so close that you could almost taste his loud cologne on your tongue. it’s a manly scent, you’d probably guess one of the main ingredients was oak moss. as you’re pondering deep in thought, still trying to get over his loud smell—a hand gingerly starts to brush down your skimpy lace-up chaps.

his touch felt good. . and sure, maybe you’ve fantasized about this exact moment once or twice while watching his races broadcasted on live television. geto’s pressed up against you as you’re idly hunched over, biting your lip. with a huff, you’re so close to your tinted window that you were practically having a staring contest with your rosy windshield wipers. “aw. you planned to spank me over my car?”

“not exactly, pretty girl,” he tsks with a clicked tongue, and that’s when you feel it. something poking against your rear — oh, he was hard.

it was something hard and you don’t quite think it was his helmet..

that couldn’t have been anything else other than a raging boner, and it makes you smugly hum. geto groans once he feels your ass wriggling against his skin-tight leather jeans. “think you’re funny, yeah girl?”

“a bit,” you utter in a breathy tone, feeling his fingers zig-zag down the exposed straps of clothing that reveal a bit of skin. you didn’t mind his touch - in fact, you only wanted more.

the inside of the garage was widely spacious—big enough to fit your car and geto’s iconic skyline gtr. it’s a gorgeous midnight dark purple that glimmers in the dead of night, akin to a raven’s wings.

with the garage lot being empty, it was just the two of you, the witching hour steadily approaching. all that could be heard was the occasional squawks and chirps of squaking birds and loud cars honking near the far distance by the freeway. as he’s still got you pinned over, you bite your pointer finger with a cheeky hum. “hilarious even.”

but, you don’t find anything funny moments later when the street racer’s tongue is shoved right between your splayed, plush thighs.

not at all, in fact- the only ‘words’ that came from your mouth were babbling inaudible whimpers, and he made sure you’d eat your sentences… just like he’s eating out your first place cunt like the starved man he was.

with widened eyes and a stretched jaw hanging open, you stare back with a hand on your ass, giving your skin a soft squeeze. geto grunts, on his knees as you’re hauled right over your pretty decorated hood.

hell! you figured he’d ask to rematch but this..

it seemed like all he wanted to do was take out his loss on your pussy… with his second-place tongue.

and that’s just what he does too.

not that you were even complaining—suguru geto was a nasty man to no one’s surprise. he’s nasty on the road and he’s even nastier with his tongue recklessly driving up and down your slobbering twitching cunt.

you feel a crooked nose sloooowly drag its way like a trail against your entrance. geto starts near the bottom and then makes his way up, making sure to have his button nose dripping with your mess. letting off a sweet whimper, it doesn’t take long before he’s starting sucking against your swollen clit.

“hng,” a needy whine dashes from your throat, and you can already feel a shaking judder spasm between your legs. geto’s unapologetically sloppy with his mouth too. as he’s repeatedly flicking the pointed pink tip of his tongue in crazed different directions, a throaty hiccup leaves from your glued lips. “fuuck, do you usually mhm--do this to your opponents who hah, beat you?”

“only the ones with the smart fuckin’ mouths,” he replies with a quickness, taking a moment to spit right on your sticky cunt. it’s a loud ‘ptui’ and it’s a filthy slimy trail that dribbles past his lips, polishing near the creasing crevices of his mouth.

a rubber-gloved hand snakes toward the crack of your pried open thighs and he spanks your pussy, causing a cute shrieking squeal to leave out your strained cords. “also, a reminder again. you didn’t beat me. i let you win. big difference.”

“s- sure,” you sheepishly moan, feeling vapid air circle around you both.

the night was eerily and silently dead—you swallowed thickly, praying no one would see you bent over your flashy pink hood getting eaten out by one of the most famous street racers in the world. although, the thought of getting caught made you throb in a way you didn’t think it would.

he’s mean with his tongue.

geto was competitive in everything he did, including with how he ate it.

your strapped pants were pulled down along with your panties lazily sticking toward the side of your feeble quaking thighs.

within minutes his jaw would angrily ache, growing slack and locking from how it was reaching soreness - but he didn’t care.

if he didn’t win his race, the least he could do was win by eating you out…right?

geto’s designer mauve-colored helmet probably costed thousands and rests near the side of him. he took it off before he started to feast himself between your sprawled legs.

through hazed doe-like peripherals, you stare at it and admire the designs that paint across his visor.

everywhere, there’s writing and designs—and again, you spot his famous autograph that’s nearly written near the side. typical, of course, he’d autograph his helmet.

he’s suguru fuckin’ geto.

regardless though, you’re still nothin’ but a whining mess though, and as he continues to eat you out, you let off a sweet ‘ooh!’ as soon as he bites near your pearly clit.

it’s soft and tender, but it still makes you babble out a sobbing moan. his teeth gently nibbled against your pussy . . . leisurely slithering his tongue between your flooding flaps.

so good, each time you hear the wet smacks from his lips, you can hear geto huskily groaning out satisfying ‘mmmh’ ‘s.

it’s a feeling that makes your legs stagger within the firm hold of his hands. geto’s still wearing his gloves and each time the stretchy rubber rubs onto your skin, you moan. “fuck, fuckk,” you whine, and he’s groaning right against your sobbing cunt. his hair’s pinned back into a high messy ponytail - a few ravened strands running down the sides of his face. pretty long lashes of his were closed as he was slurping you clean.

so damn sweet . . . he wonders why he’s never seen you on the track until now. well- you were new. maybe he has seen you, but geto’s never been one to pay attention.

either way, you were a meal he didn’t wanna stop tasting, ever.

and despite the bitter taste of defeat continuously lingering on his flat tongue even still . . your cunt sprinkled a bit of flavor to it, an aftertaste of vying rivalry . .

“mmph,” he grunts, feeling you push him further into your cunt with one hand. with a twist, you turn your torso just a bit to look down at him, bringing his face further. geto’s slick wet tongue slides across your nub before he’s sloppily thrusting it in and out of your weeping flowery entrance.

you whimper once he reaches that spot, feeling a sudden heave of a breath snatch its way out from your puffed lungs. geto’s dark brows amusingly knit together and he’s already nose deep—the hooking bridge that smears against your pussy makes you nearly wail out a needy weep.

he’s smearing his face everywhere, and wet splotches of your juices started to coat his clear face.

but he doesn’t mind - geto’s always been one to get a ‘lil dirty during a match.

two slack lips munch against your clit wholly before his lengthy tongue reaches toward your winking hole. “pff,” he clicks his tongue, letting off another husky groan once he feels the tint in his pants arises.

fuck, you made him hard—even more, now that he was eating you out.

the louder you were, the more his dick twitched underneath the rough fabric of his jeans. it’s almost painful- the way his hardened bulge prods its way against the leathery fabric makes him suck his teeth. he needs you.

geto’s lips remain glued against your cunt before he uses a gloved thumb to peel your pudgy sweltering folds apart just a biiiit more.

his tongue creates a downward slope that trickles its way below your clitoral hood that’s frantically throbbing right in his mouth.

ba dum, ba dum, ba dum. . .

pulse pulse pulse after fucking pulse,

a smoky chuckle echoed from his lips as his shoulders slightly shake and fuck- it vibrates against your pussy. “god, she’s a ‘lil crybaby isn’t she,” he breathlessly mumbles as his thumb peels your soaked flaps all the way down. he’s intently staring inside, studying all the pretty nerves and your twitching nub before spitting right inside yet again.

airy cold breath fans over your nude slit and you whimper, feeling his tongue douse itself back inside. “were you drivin’ around this wet the entire time, princess?” and you moan, feeling the rubber of his palm smear a few circles around your clit. “drivin’ around, tryin’ to beat me with a pretty pussy this fuckin’ soaked?”

with a shivering whimper ghosting past your splintered lips, you snivel out a soft mewl.

“sugu—fuuuck, ‘m gonna cum,” and as your breath gets caught in your throat, you feel him grab a nice chunk of your ass.

at his very grip, he gives your rear a rude spank and the recoil makes him hum in amusement. so soft, the way it bounced just from his palm alone.

oh, and spanking you became his favorite thing to do, especially since you were so fucking noisy.

as a shrilling whine prepares to race out your strained esophagus, you nearly yank his head forward again, hearing him groan against your clit. “d- did you hear me? ‘m close, gonna cu—”

“yeah yeah girl, i heard you,” he swats your hand away, and the low grit that rumbles from underneath his tone makes you throb for the nth time.

geto brings a few digits up toward your cunt to rub against your runny folds, and he starts making out with your pussy - with tongue.

sloppy smacks slosh out from your crying folds and you gasp, feeling him impishly nip your clit with his teeth once more. “mmf,” and his eyes start to become low and hooded.

he’s pussy drunk, very much so.

geto eats you out until you’re abruptly coming undone on his tongue, letting off a sweet euphoric battle cry with your toes curling in your knee-high boots. fuck, and even as he’s savoring the syrupy taste that pours on his flat flushed tongue, he’s still eating you out.

with brief circular maneuvers of his tongue, he’s got you whimpering from the sensitivity. as a staticky twinge pulses through your pussy, your hand grabs at his hair hard, tugging near his roots, having to literally pry him apart.

your cunt was so sensitive, throbbing a plethora of pulses as your mouth fatally goes dry. “f- fuck,” you moan, and you can feel your legs stick together once they instinctively close shut.

“tsk. drama queen,” he soils his lips together that were now perfectly glossed from top to bottom with your juices.

oh, his chiseled chin was just shimmering with such sparkling sap that it even poured a stream down the lower part of his face. his tongue slides near the cracked corner of his right lip, and he’s just luxuriating at the treacly taste of you. if you tasted this good, maybe the second place wasn’t so bad after all. .

as he’s still lapping up his lips with a wolffish grin, geto notices you openly gawking at his bulge and he snickers, patting his fly with a gloved hand. “it’s rude to stare, sweetheart.”

“it’s rude to walk around with a bulge that big.”

“oh yeah? how ‘bout you fix that problem for me then, rookie?”

a brat, almost as much of a brat as you.

geto gets silenced once you slam your lips onto his, not even batting an eyelash that you’re tasting yourself on his tongue that’s swirling around yours.

it’s intense, you could feel your heartbeat start to match the exact pulsing pace from between your legs. his lips were icy, and you moaned—tasting a bit of mint that resides on his tongue.

his breath is freezing cold, it’s an almost sweet candied taste and you whine in his mouth once his hands start to roam up and down your body.

geto’s feeling you up- feeling up the pretty girl who just beat him in a race.

rough protected hands drag down your frame, taking in your curves before toying with the leather straps that droop against your pink lace-up chaps.

it’s as if even the kiss was far more competitive than the actual street race.

both desperately fought to win, swerving through each tongue like swerving lanes.

geto grunts, lightly pushing your ass back against the hood of your car. as tongues twist and tango in lewd unison, he seductively sucks on your pointed tip.

as geto’s eyes open halfway, you open yours, and he’s just staring at you with a look of feral - a carnal smug grin tweaking on each side of his lips.

“turn around again, pretty. hands on y’r hood like…this,” and once he spreads you apart, you moan once he rubs his bulge against the middle fabric of your pants. “good hah- messy girl.” his bulge was so damn hard, it felt like a brick.

the more he rubbed himself against you, the more your body ached and yearned for more.

oh..

his hands, geto kept his racing gloves on the entire time. as the stretchy rubber sensually crawls down your waist, you hear the jangling of his studded skull belt. with a few shuffles, he leans up close, pinning your hands behind your back like you were under arrest.

“just for the record again, you didn’t ‘beat’ me, you cheated,” and you scoff, feeling frigid air waft between your inner thighs. oh- here he goes again. talk about a sore fuckin’ loser.

“sur— mmph,” and he cuts you off, placing a gloved palm over your mouth.

“quiiiiet, you’ll get your turn to talk,” he cuts you off, and you let off a moan once you feel his bulbous tip smack against your sopping cunt.

it’s loud..

dozens of paps and squelches leave it right away and he plants a wet kiss near your exposed neck.

the rubs from his blushing reddened cockhead make loud noises that constantly replay through your empty mind.

“see? let her talk,” and you swallow thickly, feeling him use an extra hand to pry your legs apart further. clammy, big hands glue against the pink hood of your car before your tongue tastes the metallic fibers of his glove. “so eager. poor baby,” he coos against your ear, feeling you trying to swallow and gulp him down right away. your twitching pussy’s aching, and you can’t help the pathetic whimpers that hiccup from your lips. you even try to wriggle your ass but he rubs a hand underneath your clit. “aw, impatient are we? what’s the sayin’, princess? slow ‘n steady wins the race?”

‘okay…but i beat you,’ was what you were saying in your head… but you sort of forgot his hand was covering your mouth. duh girl.

“mmph—” you let off a muffled moan against the palm of his hand, trying to wriggle your ass against him harder.

geto lowly groans and then you groan, feeling what was a piercing that attaches toward his pre-creamed dewy frenulum. geto strokes himself a bit, fisting his cock. with hooded, jaded eyes, he watches his loose skin peel back before arising up again and he hisses. the frenulum perfectly hooks itself over his tip, and oh- how you wished you could have seen it.

you couldn’t see but, fuck did you feel it.

you’re so wet, your swollen pussy lips resemble a blossoming flower as he spreads you apart with two scissoring rubber fingers.

his dick piercing almost tickles once it starts to rub against you some more. he swipes it all against your clit, teasing it near your opening before pulling it right back out. “fuck,” you whine once he finally removes his palm from your mouth, glossy strands of your saliva coating the entirety of your hand. “h.. hurry up, suguru. ‘m gonna fall asleep at this rate.”

geto rolls his eyes, and that’s when with a semi-loud thud, your chest lands against your hood.

“oh please..” he murmurs, a brow twisting upward in annoyance. one of his hands still has its grip on your wrists and you bite your lip in anticipation.

geto’s tip leaked with creamy coating pre, and you felt remnants of it sprinkle against your entrance. with a raspy grunt, he drags his angered pierced crownhead down your drooling folds before roughly smacking it against your cunt.

more sloppy wet splats! of squelches spurt out from your folds as if it’s saying its own kind of lewd language and he grunts.

geto makes sure you’re arched over the hood of your car before whistling at your presented frame. “so damn…pretty,” and within seconds, he’s easing his way inside.

immediately, your eyes widen with your jaw collapsing down like earlier—fuck, he’s big.

from the countless times, you stared at his bulge, you figured as much. geto’s vast head had a rosy-pink tint of vermillion with how close it mirrored to being a pinkish red.

sucking in a greedy breath, he watches as he’s gradually disappearing inside of your cunt. his pierced dick made things even more sensitive, and you moan once you feel the piercing softly graze its way inside of your fluttering orifice.

pasty gummy walls welcome him, and now it’s his turn to bite his lip.

“hng, f- fuckin’ big,” you try to inhale a single breath, and he raises your leg just a bit. it now sits over your hood- and damn it, the angle he has was just brutal.

you just knew you were gonna feel him everywhere.

geto’s obelisk-like girth was wide ‘n fuckin’ tall, you felt him fully and the shaft ring that’s on top of his top continues to kiss against your sensitive throbbing nub.

prince albert to be specific!

it decorates his tip perfectly, making sure to tickle inside of you as he’s feeling you clamp down. “shiiiit,” you slur out your words in a mere whiny syllable, gasping at the curved column of his fat dick search through your walls like a maze. he’s expanding through you and you can’t help but part your lips, squealing before letting off a cute, ‘ooohh!’

your hand prints stick against the pink-stained hood of your car due to the insane amounts of perspiration and you whine once he gives you one biiiig thrust.

just one- and ah!

it rocks your world - literally.

you let off a cute squealing shriek, your legs shimmying a bit from his pressed-up weight.

“atta girl, bare ‘round me, good girl—fuck,” and the warmth you envelop his dick with makes him groan. your pussy was clingy, already so eager to devour him whole.

within a few punctuated thrusts to start, geto’s finally fucking you and each vigorous piston of his honed snatched hips makes your crossed eyes roll back in needy rapture.

his hands now stick toward your sides and you’re just whimpering from his size over and over again.

weighty inches pound into you at full speed, giving you whiplash every time as he impales your sweet greedy cunt. “fuck, mhm,” you bawl a fist against your car, gritting your teeth. riiiight there, the moment his tip smooches its way against that pretty bullseye spot, it’s over. there, he locates a spongy texture with the mushroomy pierced crown of his cock and it earns out a sobbing whimper from you. “ahng! right there, fuck. faster, there sugu.”

“right there, fuuuuck. faster there, sugu,” he mocks your whiny babbles, fully exaggerating.

to hell with him, you didn’t even sound like that but oh, did he enjoy getting on your nerves. just like you did- cute.

geto’s hefty sack smacks back against you from each nudging thrust he creates with his hips. every time, it makes him groan at how your body cutely slams back against him. with how sharp your ass pounds on his dick, those pretty wet sounds singing straight from your cunt- a sound way better than screeching tire wheels. “god, so fuckin’ warm. hah, squeezin’ all around me,” and as his irregular breathing patterns pick up, he leans in to kiss a slope down your neck. “bend over just a bit more- hah. there we go, m- my good girl.”

as your chest continued to lie flat down against your car’s hood now—he’s got you at such an angle to where you feel his cock expand everywhere.

it reaches every depth and rummages through every open orifice or just about near it. “oh my god!” you whimper out, hearing the sloppy sounds of your cunt whistle through the silent night. geto’s hitting you deep, slamming his keen hips into you with such rhythm, and each time he does, your brain short circuits.

tiny invisible stars circle and float over your head as you’re completely dumbfounded, thinking about nothing but how big his cock is and the way his pierced tip just plummets its way in and out of your drooling cunt.

speaking of drooling—you were starting to drool from the slit cracks of your mouth. you couldn’t help it- his dick was out of this world, and maybe you were exaggerating but fuck, you didn’t want him to stop. ever.

geto’s hastily rearranging your insides with just a few inches and it felt oh so good.

it was so good that you forgot the two of you raced together. you forgot about street racing as a whole, and instead, he had you dumb from his dick. “biiiiig fuckin’ stretch baby,” he’d grunt, starting to witness viscid stringy strands glue against each slapping thighs. geto’s dick slips out for a minute and he groans, gradually sliding himself back in.

it’s a sloppy ‘pop’ that rings between your cunt and it’s cute. you were wringing him dry, and with how wet you were, it wasn’t exactly helping things.

geto’s hot breath brushes against the open part of your neck before he gives your ass another playful swat. “fuck, that’s it. fuck back against me, don’t get lazy, uh huh. work those hips baby, f- fuck.”

as you weakly try to sway your ass into him to coordinate in sync with his crazed hips, he holds you in place—pumping inch after inch into you.

his cock sheaths inside between your syrupy-coated pussy almost effortlessly, and you let off a melodic moan the second his tip starts making out with your g-spot.

the pierced bulbous head dared to french kiss against there—making you writhe around him, on the verge of losing composure. you don’t think you’ve felt more sensitive than ever.

geto’s silvery dick piercing probes up and down your pearly clit every few seconds and he grunts at the gripping friction. “suguru…..fuuuck!” and as your words start to get bouncy, more sweet whimpers rose out of your sore throat. “more, more.”

“ungh,” he purses his lips together as he feels your cunt hungrily swallow his cock from top to bottom. with a rough pound, your ass smacks against his base—right near his tender plump testes and he groans.

such power-

even geto’s stunned for a moment, and his head throws itself back. the air surrounding you both starts to feel thick as smoke, and his eyes glance at your exposed backside that’s oh-so-pretty while arched.

all for him, and him only.

geto’s hips were simply maddened, and even he didn’t care about the race anymore.

well actually, maybe he did a little..

your pussy was brimmed with cock — sooo full, and you felt yourself starting to pant quicker and quicker. it’s as if you were having a literal street race with your breathing. geto’s getting lost inside of you, and it’s only a matter of time before his hips turn wildly sloppy.

gloved hands still reel you back into him as he’s breaking sweats within each long millisecond that passes. “pheww,” he’d wipe a sheet of sweat off his forehead, veins bulging in his beefy tatted arms. the drenching grip you had on his dick had him craving more…more of you.

the stoutness of his shaft jackhammers inside of your walls repeatedly until you’re on the verge of breaking yet again. geto grunts, the loud quick snap of his hips bringing him back to reality every time he’s about to go into another fantasm.

“fuuuck, ‘m gonna cum,” his words come out in a quiet rasp, and he claws a hand near the back crown of your head. “god,” his jaw tightens, and geto leans right up close to your neck, panting heavily against the outer shell of your ear. as long tangled tresses of hair freely cascade past his shoulders - all ruffled and messy from his helmet, he groans. “where do ya want it, sweetheart. tell m—”

“insideee,” you whine, barely giving him time to finish his husky words. your legs slightly raise against your headlight as it’s still stretched up and over.

geto’s still hitting you deep - so deeply good, swollen tip massaging every part of your clit and all. dozens of your toes curl up in erotic excitement as your tongue lolls out. you probably looked a sight. “inside, sugu, in- fuckin’- side.”

sassily smacking his lips together, he spanks you. “tch, dumb girl,” and the racer brings a hand to wrap around your neck. with a firm safe grip, his gloved thumb caresses a trail up your neck before he drills into you much quicker.

each snap of his hips draws out harmonic whines from you, gargled moans following out of your throat shortly afterward. the burn that’s twinging near the undersides of his thighs grows more and more intense before he geto lets out a guttural growl.

so……damn….. wet..

your flooding cunt’s slathering all over him, dripping near his base and he can’t help but snicker. “hah, fine. better hold still though.”

“fuck,” you whimper in response, feeling his sharp hips pound into you at such a pace. his rhythm was insane and there was no way in hell you could match his pace.

when it came to geto’s speed- yeah, you’d always lose. sure, you may have won today but when it came to his cock- you were losing with the hasty speed of his hips drilling into you at such miles per fuckin’ hour. .

as his turgid fat tip gives its final thrusting pumps inside of your cunt, geto’s body starts to violently shudder.

oh.. you were about to wring him dry. with a mewling slosh sound leaving the front your folds, you gush out yet again.

but at the same time…. so does he.

geto’s head remained tossed back with his round adam’s apple bobbing out of his throat. gnawing in the inside of his squishy cheek, he lets off a low grunt. his abs cockily flex through the white tee that tucks underneath his half-on leather jacket.

geto pulls out though, and it’s quick like the flash. he doesn’t finish inside to your devastated surprise, and a downturned pout forms on your lips. he huffs, watching such creamy-white amounts gush ‘n goo out in ropes and he sprays it on the outside of your pussy.

“damn,” he murmurs, feeling the awkward needy fidget of your hips. cute. darkened eyes remain on you the entire time and he grabs ahold of his veiny cock, aligning hit pierced tip against your pearled throbbing clit. “heh.. ain’t that a pretty sight,” and he smears it all against your pasty-creamed entrance.

now . . it’s painted with his color, white.

and geto came a lot because it’s still trickling out in ribbony globs, filthily oozing from the thick girthy sides and all like an erupted volcano. his teeth get caught by his quivering bottom lip as he watches such immoderate ropes of cum leave out of him. “such a- hah, messy girl,” and as he’s still lathering his sloppy seed that’s pouring out, sticking wads of splotches between the heat of your thighs, geto squeezes your ass. “awww,” he huffs breathily, noticing a few ivory stains splattered near the pink bumper of your car. “oops. might wanna clean that, sweetheart.”

hours passed . . many hours, and to say that you got fucked stupid was merely an understatement.

suguru geto had the stamina equivalent to a toyota supra MK4. his horsepower was his hips- with the added addition of his cock driving in and out of you.

but oh- you knew he wouldn’t be running out of gas soon.

or would he?

so. . many rounds, geto had you questioning your insanity the entire time, all because of his dick. if it was one thing he knew how to do, it was to fuck.

whether it involved his tongue or not, he knew how to make you feel good. it was one of the many things he excelled at, truly.

the only thing that got in the way was his cocky smug ego. every few seconds, he’d boast and remind you for the umpteenth time that your win was an unruly cheat, a hoax, or that he just couldn’t see the finish line because of your pink fucking smoke.

of course, geto didn’t say that part, that would have been him admitting that he lost the race and his pride couldn’t let him admit that he lost fair in square—

but your pussy could.

“hngh,” he falls back against your front cottony plus seat. geto grunts with a scowl entrapped in his thoughts. you pushed him - the audacity.

both of you were still sensitive but you had a tiny trick up your sleeve. “got some.. nerve,” and with low-dropped eyes, he watches you align yourself on his swollen pierced tip yet again.

he’s soft-flaccid, and he was pretty ran down. maybe now, geto was finally starting to run out of gas. with sweltering reddened lips smearing together, he watches you pick back up his expensive helmet, putting it over your head. “oh, gonna ride me while wearing my helmet, yeah? do your wors— oh.. fuck.”

his priggish words come to a not-so comedic halt the moment your cunt slams down on his cock. geto was still sensitive and he slouches back against your programming warming seat, dark eyes rolling back.

“goddamnnn,” and as your hips swerve around in circles identical to 360 car donuts, he sees you touching yourself while wearing his helmet. “fuckin’ brat—god.”

“aw,” you mock the exact faux caring tone he did to you earlier, making him touch you by bringing his shaky rubber hands toward your chest. geto’s fingers feel against the cropped top you wore, squeezing at your jiggling neglected breasts. “c’mon, sugu. i gotta guide your hands now too?”

“tch, shut up,” he groans, his heavy-sunken base sticking near your skin. dried splotches of cum glue against your sheeny ass as your hips continue to whirl ‘n rotate. you were unpredictable—you moved and jerked while he sat there with the most pussy drunken expression. geto lowly grunts, already feeling his balls starting to tighten up. he was trying to stop a sleazy grin from forming and oh.. was your cunt just making it impossible. “shit, ‘m not gonna last. s- still fuckin’ sensitive…. fuuuckk.”

the pink honda’s loud grumbling engine resounds through the echoey walls of the isolated garage with only the sounds of sheer skin slapping and a mixture of grunts following afterward. without thinking, you lift his helmet off of you, leaning in to kiss him and he returns the gesture almost right away.

geto’s lips were a tad bit delayed once they pressed onto yours. its a small yet cute detail- how he’s so pussy drink that he could barely crash his lips onto yours. as he’s moaning from your hands feeling on his burly tatted arms, his tongue sloppily delves into your mouth with no rhythm whatsoever.

maybe you were crazy, but you think you heard a whimper leave from his lips as he tried to nibble on your tongue. geto grunts, feeling that same pressure from earlier build up and fuck.. you were about to make a mess out of him . . . again!

his dick stills itself inside of you and his hands continue to roam down your body, further and further away from your jostling bouncy tits. “fuck ‘m cumminggg,” he’d moan between sultry kisses as stringy strands of saliva entangle with one another.

wetly, they form a web of sheeny lustrous cobwebs. geto’s foot rests against your bedazzled hard brake pedal before within seconds, he cums again.

this time, inside.

but it’s different this time- so so different.

it feels tenderly warm..

such hot gooey amounts dribble inside of you, spraying further inside your precious womb and you hum at the feeling.

his pierced cock fitting real nice and snug inside and you moan into his mouth, cocking your head in different directions as you trap his lips with another steamy kiss. “mmph.” a muffled whimper gets caught against your lips and you can already start to feel the whiteish searing ropes of fresh cum trail down the insides of your thighs. geto feels you slowing down on his lap—still buried balls deep, and he grunts in defeat..

soon, embarrassment overtakes him once he realizes how early he finished.

it’s a lot, again.

a thick load splatters heavily inside and past the inner lining of your cunt and he’s shivering underneath you. once you finally break away from his lips, your eyes meet his.

geto’s staring back at you, and you don’t see that cocky sly look in his eyes that everyone else sees.

right now, he looks…needy, and you think you broke him.

“what . . ?” he grouses, his hands still attached to your waist. his grip- it was gentle and tender a rubber thumb softly caressing down your curve. geto wasn’t ready for you to leave the garage, at least not yet.

“say it, pretty boy,” you whisper, pressing a kiss near his chin. your touch - it drove him mad.

never in a million years would he, suguru geto- have thought he’d get humbled by a rookie . .

humbled by you.

geto’s shooting straight daggers at you, but you can tell how flustered he is because he breaks eye contact a second later. you’re making him nervous, the same feeling he was making you at first when you had your first encounter with him.

as geto’s still warmly buried inside, he grunts once you take it upon yourself to softly wrap a hand around his throat.

oh- you were a mere tease, mimicking his exact movements from earlier. slightly wide-eyed and all, geto stares at you. and as he does—there’s that familiar glimpse of brattiness glimmering in his irises again.

you fucking turned him on..

“heh, f- fine then,” he stammers, heaving every few seconds to catch his irregular breaths. his body felt like it was on empty. no more gas left in him and that same cunning grin that plastered on his lips slowly started to fade.

geto’s not so cocky now, and in fact— he lets off a soft quiet whimper once you start to grind against his lap.

shakily, his hand squeezes your ass before finishing his sentence in a shaky defeated rasp.

“you . . fuckin’ win, sweetheart,” and you let off a sweet gasp once a loud smack! interrupts the moment, his hand swatting against your ass. “mhm,” geto grunts, “didn’t s- say stop. finish ridin’ me, sweetheart,” and his gloved finger swirls itself inside of your stuffed full cunt before pulling it right back out.

again, he’s filthy.

and even while being in such a state, geto brings his fingers up to his lips, slowly poppin’ them into his mouth before tasting the concoction mixture of both bittersweet messes. your syrupy cum and his.

quickly, he presses the tips of his rubber fingers toward his uvula, before staring at you with a greedy smug expression. he’s panting harshly, still trying to get over how you just outrode him literally, and he laps up his fingers right in front of you.

geto reclines your seat back a bit as you still straddled him, and he gives your ass its final spank before tiredly huffing,

“best- two out of three, what do ya say, r- rookie?heh..”

“after hours” | bonten men x reader

one-shot 𓂃⋆.˚

synopsis: as a bonten executive, y/n treats hooking up with bonten men after meetings like just another part of the job—routine, effortless, and far too easy to stop.

characters: manjiro “mikey” sano, haruchiyo sanzu, ran haitani, rindou haitani, hajime kokonoi, fem!reader

warnings: smut (18+), explicit sexual content, multiple partners, rough sex, anal sex, semi-public sex, spanking, spitting, cumplay, hair pulling, degradation, choking, dirty talk, objectification, power imbalance, manipulation, possessiveness, markings, orgasm control, overstimulation, light humiliation, drug usage, alcohol usage, smoking, non-consensual image sharing, mean sanzu, reader being a bitch, bonten men being menaces, toxic dynamics, dubious consent (consensual but with coercive undertones), exhibitionism (y/n being watched), implied criminal activity, unsafe situations, minor aftercare but mostly neglect, mild sadism, and very filthy vibe.

notes: wrote this out of nowhere tbh. this is very flithy. i also wanna say that i really think the haitani brothers are sweet when it comes to their girl (sometimes) and not the manipulative womanizer type, but that’s just my hc (is it canon? idk!). and please, i’ve written every content warning i could think of (i’m considerate like that), so please read at your own risk. again, this is flithy. anyway, enjoy! credits to the fanart i used above.

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the private lounge smelled of expensive liquor, sweat, and sin. dim lights cast shadows over the leather couches, the sound of bass thumping through the floors beneath them. it was routine now—business first, then pleasure. bonten’s little after-meeting tradition. drinking, getting high, and letting loose like they owned the world. because, well, they did.

y/n lounged beside ran, her legs draped over his lap, glass in hand, his arm snug around her waist like she belonged there. and she did—at least for tonight. she took a sip, the burn of alcohol making her hum before her eyes flickered to kakucho, who was already standing.

“c’mon, kakucho, you’ve never joined our after-meeting sessions.” she tilted her head, pouting before smirking. “i’ll let you play with my tits.” then she drank, the ice clinking against the glass.

kakucho exhaled sharply. “fuck off, y/n. i’m going.”

she clicked her tongue. “boo. god, you’re so boring.”

he ignored her completely, turning to mocchi and takeomi. “c’mon, we have to take care of the clients.”

y/n groaned, rolling her eyes as she leaned further into ran. “you too, mocchi? takeomi?” she huffed, fingers tapping against the rim of her glass before she suddenly grinned. “ugh, fine, go ahead. you just missed a chance of getting a free blowjob!” her voice rang through the room, teasing, shameless.

the three of them didn’t even flinch. used to her mouth, to the filth that spilled from it like it was a normal thing to say. kakucho shut the door without looking back, and y/n simply scoffed before taking another sip.

not like she had sex with everyone… well. okay, maybe something did happen between her and the haitani brothers. and sanzu. and even… mikey. but it was casual. nothing that could affect their work at bonten. just a way to blow off steam, to release tension in the most primal way possible. they were just having fun.

“why don’t you blow me instead, y/n?” sanzu’s voice cut through the music, lazy and dripping in amusement. “i’ll fuck that pretty mouth of yours so you’ll finally shut the fuck up.” a smirk played on his lips as ran and rindou chuckled beside him.

y/n turned to glare at sanzu, already flipping him off before she suddenly gasped dramatically.

“mikey!!!” she whined, pushing off ran’s lap and making her way to the man sitting at the head of the lounge. she plopped down onto his lap, arms wrapping around his neck as she buried her face against his shoulder. “they’re ganging up on me again.”

mikey didn’t react. barely spared her a glance as he pulled a cigarette from his pack, tucking it between his lips.

but don’t get it wrong. y/n was his favorite. she got the special princess treatment—more than anyone else in bonten. sure, she was a little unhinged, maybe even on sanzu’s level, but that’s what made mikey keep her around. the smartest of them all. she kills just like sanzu. no remorse.

and without thinking, as if her body had memorized the action, she reached into the pocket of her blazer, flicked her lighter open, and brought the flame to the end of mikey’s cigarette.

mikey inhaled, the tip burning red, before exhaling a slow stream of smoke.

the lounge was drowning in smoke and sin, the bass-heavy music vibrating through the floor. drinks kept pouring, the air thick with the scent of liquor and something dangerously indulgent.

then koko spoke up, tossing a small package onto the table. “here’s the one you wanted, sanzu.”

sanzu’s eyes lit up as he snatched it, tearing it open with practiced ease. “finally. some good fucking shit after dealing with those annoying-ass clients.”

he poured the fine powder onto the glass table, leaning in to take his share. the rush was instant, his pupils dilating as he let out a satisfied sigh. “fuck. that hit nice.” he turned to ran, waving a hand toward the powder. “try this. better than last time.”

ran didn’t need to be told twice. he leaned down, did the same, and so did the rest of them.

glasses clinked, slurred cheers filled the air. everyone was too high, too drunk, too far gone.

y/n swayed with the music, lost in the haze, her body moving on instinct. she pressed back against ran, rolling her hips as his hands found her waist, his breath hot against her neck.

she should slow down.

she was too high for this.

but fuck it.

pushing off ran, she stumbled toward the table, dropping to her knees as she reached for another line of powder—

only to have her head yanked back by a fist in her hair.

“enough of that, princess. try this instead.”

sanzu’s voice was a slow drawl, and before she could react, he slipped a pill between her lips, fingers pressing against her tongue.

y/n didn’t even flinch. she held his gaze as she sucked on them, slow and teasing, letting her tongue drag along his fingers before finally swallowing. then she stuck her tongue out, showing him the evidence, eyes dark with amusement.

“did you just get hard from me kneeling in front of you?” she taunted, lips curling into a smirk.

his grip on her hair tightened in an instant.

“fuckin’ brat.”

before she could blink, he yanked her up, shoving her backward—straight into rindou.

“shit.” rindou caught her with ease, her back pressed against his chest, his hands settling low on her hips. she could feel the way his breath hitched, the way his fingers twitched against the fabric of her dress.

sanzu’s grin was sharp, eyes blown wide. “and so what if i’m hard just looking at you?” his voice was low, edged with something dark. “you’re practically a walking sex toy.”

his fingers traced the inside of her thigh, slow, deliberate—

but y/n slapped his hand away without hesitation, shooting him a glare.

then she raised her middle finger at him, smirking. “get out of my sight, haru.”

sanzu just chuckled, dropping onto the couch with his legs spread wide, licking his teeth.

the heat in the room was suffocating, a mix of smoke, alcohol, and the lingering haze of ecstasy.

“fuck, it’s getting hot,” y/n muttered, slipping off her blazer, revealing the curve-hugging dress beneath.

rindou was quick to help, fingers grazing her bare shoulders as he pressed lazy kisses along her skin. his hands moved lower, squeezing her tits without hesitation. she barely reacted—she was used to this by now. at least with them. the haitani brothers and sanzu had a habit of touching her whenever they pleased. during meetings, in passing, anywhere they wanted.

ran grabbed a bottle of whiskey, his grin sharp as he gripped her jaw. without warning, he tilted the bottle, pouring the liquor past her lips. she swallowed what she could, but the excess spilled, running down her chin, soaking into her dress.

he chuckled, taking a swig himself before leaning in to lick the trail of whiskey from her neck, down to the exposed curve of her cleavage.

“fuck, ran…” the sensation sent a shiver down her spine, a moan slipping out before she could stop it.

her hands found his face, pulling him inches from hers, eyes dark with something dangerous. “you ruined my dress.”

ran’s tongue flicked over his lips, gaze burning. “if i get to fuck this body, i’d gladly ruin all your clothes.” his fingers trailed up her thighs, teasing, promising.

rindou’s grip tightened on her chest, his other hand slipping lower, brushing over the damp fabric between her legs. “shit, y/n, you’re already so fucking wet.”

before she could respond, ran hooked his fingers around the waistband of her panties, dragging them down her thighs. with a smirk, he tucked the flimsy fabric into his pocket, his eyes gleaming with amusement.

her breath hitched as rindou’s fingers pressed against her, rubbing slow circles over her core before one slipped inside, stretching her with ease.

“ugh… rindou…” her hips moved on instinct, grinding against his touch, her fingers tangling in his hair. rindou groaned against her neck, rutting against her from behind.

ran pushed her dress higher, his eyes darkening at the sight.

“rin, more, please…” her voice was a breathy whimper.

but before rindou could give her what she wanted, sanzu shoved ran aside took his place.

“move over, greedy fucks.” his grin was wicked as his fingers plunged inside her without warning, matching rindou’s pace.

they weren’t in sync. they didn’t care. her pleasure wasn’t the point—just the filth of it all, the way they could have her, touch her, ruin her. they were already fucked in the head. what was a little more filth?

ran, scowling from the side, ran a hand through his hair. “fuck you, man. we’re all horny here. at least share the fucking pussy.”

sanzu ignored him, curling his fingers deeper, faster, rindou doing the same.

ran had enough. he knelt between y/n’s legs, tongue flicking over her clit, adding another layer of sensation that had her gasping.

“fuck… slow down… ugh… m-mikey… want you too…” her grip tightened—one hand fisting ran’s hair, the other clutching sanzu’s wrist.

rindou’s hand wrapped around her throat, squeezing just enough to make her dizzy. his tongue dragged over her cheek, hot and possessive, while sanzu spit onto her chest, watching it glisten against her skin.

koko, who had been uninterested up until now, finally scoffed, shaking his head. “damn, y/n. didn’t know you were this much of a slut.”

he stood, grabbed the whiskey bottle, and took a slow swig, his sharp eyes lingering on the filthy sight before him. with a dark chuckle, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, exhaling a satisfied sigh—like he was merely indulging in a show put on for his amusement.

she barely heard him. the pleasure was too much, too consuming. her body tensed, and with one last sharp cry, she came, soaking the hands still working her open.

ran didn’t hesitate. he shoved sanzu, grabbing her thighs and pulling her to his mouth, licking up every drop of her release.

“ran, fuck…” she whined, tugging at his hair.

he groaned against her, the vibrations making her jolt. he gave her one last slow lick before pulling back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

“shit, this will always be the best pussy i’ve ever tasted.”

y/n grinned, pulling him close again, cupping his jaw before pressing her lips to his.

out of all the men in bonten, it was different with the haitani brothers. whether it was ran or rindou, their touch always felt possessive. they weren’t just fucking her. they were claiming her. and they didn’t do that with just anyone.

ran pulled back, smirking. “gonna take a break for a bit, y/n. need some good shit first.” he gestured toward the drugs. “i’ll fuck you later.”

y/n bit her lip, grinning. “i’ll be waiting for your cock deep inside me.”

y/n leaned back against rindou’s chest, hiding her face against his neck, breath still uneven. rindou didn’t react much—just took a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it up while letting her rest against him. the room was still thick with heat, the air buzzing with something filthy, something intoxicating.

“boss, you just gonna sit there and watch?” sanzu suddenly asked, his voice dripping with amusement. he turned his head toward mikey, who had been silent the entire time, observing from his seat. “wanna fuck her first?”

mikey exhaled slowly, picking up his cigarette from the ashtray. “make her a mess for me.”

sanzu’s grin was wicked. “you heard him, y/n. i’m gonna make a mess out of you. that means i’m gonna fuck this pretty little pussy until my cum is oozing out of your fucking cunt.”

y/n shot him a glare. “can’t you just fuck someone else downstairs? you always go hard on me.”

sanzu leaned in, his nose brushing against hers, his voice dropping. “but you like it when i’m rough, right?”

her lips curled into a smirk. “right.”

the next second, their mouths crashed together, the kiss deep, hungry, desperate. sanzu groaned into her mouth, gripping the back of her neck to pull her closer, tongues tangling in a fight for dominance.

rindou, still smoking behind her, didn’t even flinch. he didn’t care—just let her grind against him as he exhaled a slow cloud of smoke.

between kisses, sanzu muttered, “wanna feel your mouth, but i’m already too fucking hard to wait.”

with that, he unbuckled his belt, freeing his cock, and y/n wrapped her fingers around him, sliding his length along her soaked slit, teasing.

“bitch, you really like to tease, huh?” sanzu growled.

before she could respond, he thrust inside her without warning, pulling a sharp, loud moan from her throat.

“haru—!”

but before the sound could echo, rindou clamped a hand over her mouth, his lips brushing against her ear as he muttered lazily, “shhh… i’m trying to remember something, y/n. don’t be too loud.”

as if sanzu wasn’t already fucking her into oblivion, as if he wasn’t buried to the hilt inside her, stretching her open like he owned her.

“haru, god—right there, right there!” y/n gasped, nails digging into sanzu’s arms as he fucked into her, relentless and precise. sometimes, sanzu was considerate. sometimes.

rindou, who had been watching behind her, finally leaned in, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. “you can take another one, right?” his voice was low, taunting. “just like how you were when ran and i fucked you?”

her head lolled back against his shoulder, body already trembling. “gonna be too much, rin,” she mumbled, barely able to form the words.

rindou wasn’t having it. “i don’t care.”

before she could even process it, he was lifting her up slightly, adjusting her onto his lap. the sound of his belt unbuckling was the only warning she got before he spit into his palm, lazily coating his cock before pressing it against her.

“riiiiiin!!” her voice broke into a sob as he pushed inside, stretching her open with no real prep. she wasn’t ready for it, not after how deep sanzu had already been, but rindou wasn’t in the mood to wait.

he snapped his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt.

a tear slipped down her cheek. sanzu caught it before it could fall completely, gripping her jaw and pressing her cheeks together. “not so tough now, are we?”

her only response was to clench down around him, intentionally squeezing sanzu’s cock.

“fuck, y/n…” sanzu groaned, eyes rolling back for a second before he fucked into her harder.

rindou, ever so casual, took a long drag from his cigarette, lazily exhaling smoke into the air. when he finally finished, ran—who had been watching the whole time—wordlessly reached over, taking the cigarette from his brother like it was second nature.

rindou’s now free hands slid over y/n’s chest, groping her as he thrusted up into her. sanzu, on the verge of cumming, pulled out just in time, stroking himself over her skin.

“wanna paint you with my cum,” he muttered, and then, with a few jerks, he spilled over her tits, the warm mess dripping down her body as rindou continued fucking her.

“ew, man, fuck you. your cum got on my hand,” rindou complained, though he didn’t slow down in the slightest.

sanzu only chuckled, licking his lips as he admired the sight in front of him—y/n, covered in his cum, still getting wrecked on rindou’s cock.

he was already getting hard again, tempted to go another round, but before he could even open his mouth, ran stretched out from where he was sitting and drawled, “oi, it’s my turn.”

sanzu clicked his tongue but didn’t argue, adjusting his pants before plopping down on the couch beside rindou, who was still fucking into y/n like he had all the time in the world. sanzu grabbed himself a drink, smirking as he watched.

rindou’s fingers, still slick with sanzu’s release, smeared the mess onto y/n’s dress. “clean it up,” he murmured, bringing his fingers to her lips. obediently, she parted them, tongue gliding over his digits, licking up the filth.

ran watched with a smirk, his gaze dark. “rin, want her on all fours.”

without hesitation, rindou pulled out of y/n, leaving her empty and whimpering. a strong but measured push sent her toward ran, who caught her with ease.

rindou kneeled on the couch beside them, while ran—ever the gentleman, at least to her—helped y/n into position. with slow, teasing fingers, he unzipped her dress, grazing her bare skin before peeling the fabric off her trembling body. soft kisses trailed down her spine, sending shivers through her.

“mmm, ran…” y/n whimpered, her voice breathy.

he chuckled, the sound dark, as he unbuckled his belt and freed his cock. the teasing didn’t last long—ran lined himself up and rubbed his tip against her slick folds. behind her, rindou’s voice cut through the haze. “stick out your tongue.”

she obeyed instantly, lips parting, and rindou tapped his cock against her tongue, smearing precum along her lips.

ran, usually so composed, wasn’t gentle when he finally sank into her. his control shattered the moment her tight heat clenched around him, and he slammed into her with a force that had her crying out. he wasn’t sweet now. he was fucking her like a man starved, like she was something to ruin.

“fuck, you’re squeezing me so good,” he groaned, punctuating his words with sharp thrusts.

the rhythm of his movements rocked her forward, and rindou was quick to take advantage. fingers twisting in her hair, he yanked her head back just enough to keep her still. “keep your head still, y/n.”

then he shoved his cock past her lips.

rindou was rough, using her mouth like a toy, fucking her throat with no regard for how she choked and gagged around him. “wanna go all the way in,” he muttered, shoving deeper, groaning as she struggled to breathe. drool spilled from her lips, dripping down her chin in messy, glistening strings.

“look at you,” rindou taunted, his grip tightening in her hair. “so fucking messy and pathetic for us.”

y/n whimpered around him, and rindou groaned at the vibrations against her throat. ran’s hand snaked between her legs, fingers finding her clit, rubbing slow, teasing circles. the added pleasure had her legs shaking beneath him.

rindou, already on edge, cursed under his breath. “shit, y/n—gonna cum.”

with a few more thrusts, he spilled into her mouth, the warm, bitter taste coating her tongue. some dripped past her lips, but rindou wasn’t having that. with his thumb, he scooped up the mess, pressing it back against her lips.

“swallow it for me, baby.”

her lips wrapped around his thumb, sucking obediently as she swallowed every drop.

rindou’s expression softened slightly, fingers brushing over her cheek. when she instinctively leaned into his touch, he pressed a kiss to the top of her head before pulling away to fix himself.

but ran wasn’t done yet.

ran, the only one still fucking her, suddenly grabbed her arm, pulling her flush against his chest. his other hand slipped between her legs, fingers rubbing slow circles against her swollen clit. his arm caged around her neck, keeping her in place as he buried his face against her heated skin, groaning into the curve of her shoulder.

“fuck, y/n. you’re so wet, you feel how i’m sliding easily in you right now?” he murmured, his voice thick with pleasure. ran was drunk on her—on the way her body swallowed him up, on the way she clenched around him like she never wanted to let go. “you’re sucking me in so good. like your pussy doesn’t wanna let me go.”

y/n arched her back, head falling onto ran’s shoulder as her mind clouded with nothing but pleasure. he fucked her so good—better than anyone. he knew exactly how to make her fall apart, how to tease, how to make her melt. unlike sanzu, who only cared about chasing his own high, ran knew how to take his time. how to ruin her just right.

his thrusts grew rougher, more erratic, his pace faltering as he neared his end. y/n could feel it. she was close, too.

chasing her own release, she turned her head, lips brushing against his neck. her tongue darted out, licking, kissing, sucking at the sensitive skin, and ran groaned deep from his chest. neither of them cared that the others were still in the room, too lost in the moment, too caught up in the pleasure of it all.

y/n’s moans came louder, sharper, and ran cursed under his breath, snapping his hips harder, faster.

without warning, pleasure surged through her, and she came, her walls pulsing tight around ran’s cock. the sensation dragged him under with her, his grip on her waist tightening as he gritted out, “shit, y/n… wanna fill you up. fuck—ugh, fuck—”

his hips stuttered, cock twitching, before he finally spilled inside her, warmth flooding deep. he rocked into her a few more times, slower now, riding out the pleasure.

y/n gasped for breath, body slumping against ran as exhaustion settled over her. he carefully pulled out, hands steadying her as he helped her plop onto the couch, her body spent. she laid there, stomach flat against the cushions, trying to pull herself together.

ran tucked himself back into his pants, grabbing a cigarette from his pocket. he lit it, exhaling smoke as he sat beside her. she barely stirred, too exhausted to move. instead, she lazily turned her head, resting it on his lap. still naked. still messy.

sanzu, the crazy bastard he was, grinned. he crouched beside y/n, pulling out a small packet of powder and pouring it down the curve of her back. then, with no warning, he leaned in and licked it off.

no one reacted. they were used to sanzu’s antics by now. y/n barely flinched, too tired to care.

but sanzu wasn’t done. he grabbed his phone, angling it just right. the screen flashed.

he smirked down at the picture—y/n, naked, messy, cum still dripping from her thighs. with a few taps, he sent it to their group chat.

his next message tagged the three who left earlier.

sanzu: what y’all missed out on.

the replies were instant.

takeomi: man, should’ve stayed there. kakucho, this is your fault.

kakucho: 👍

mocchi: fuck??

sanzu laughed, tossing his phone aside. he plopped down on the floor, resting his head against y/n’s ass like she was nothing more than a pillow.

he sighed in content, then turned to koko. “aren’t you gonna try her?”

koko scoffed. “i’m good, man. don’t wanna stick my dick where all your dicks just went.”

sanzu only shrugged. “your loss. this is literally the best pussy i’ve ever had. heaven.”

the room settled into a lazy silence. some were high, some were drunk, and some were simply too tired to move.

then sanzu broke the quiet again. “boss, your turn now?”

mikey had been there the whole time, watching from the shadows, unreadable as always. he finally stood, eyes cold.

“dress her up,” he ordered. “we’re going home.”

sanzu smirked. “you guys heard the boss.”

y/n whined, face still buried in ran’s lap. “but mikey… i’m too tired.” her pout was audible. “this is the first time you guys all went at me together. that’s not fair.”

sanzu rolled his eyes, already tired of her bratty attitude. “who do you think you are, not following boss’ orders? get up.”

he grabbed her, yanking her away from ran. their faces were inches apart now.

“i should’ve fucked mikey instead of you,” she huffed, eyes narrowing.

sanzu’s grip tightened on her ass, pulling her closer. “don’t act like you weren’t moaning like a bitch in heat earlier for me.”

before y/n could snap back, mikey’s voice cut through the tension.

“enough.”

sanzu let go.

rindou, quieter than the rest, grabbed her dress, helping her slip it back on. his fingers brushed over her shoulders, lips pressing soft kisses against her skin. a rare moment of tenderness.

y/n sighed, a small smile tugging at her lips.

mikey didn’t say another word. he turned on his heel, walking out without a goodbye.

y/n barely managed to stand, legs shaking, but she pushed herself to the door. “bye, boys!”

no one answered.

she followed mikey outside, slipping into the passenger seat of his car.

oh, she was in for a long night.

Bonten’s Princess | Baby trapping

Chapter 1/? | “Heaven and Back”

Bonten Tokyo Revengers x fem reader (gang bang).

18+ MDNI. Reblogs, likes and comments are so appreciated! Happy Valentine’s Day!

WC: 14,240.

Tag list (comment to join!): @lem0nsquezy @nutyy @tellynojelly @bontensbabygirl 

★ You are a member of the Bonten organization, having romantic and sexual affairs with all of the members and often getting gang banged. You threaten to leave Bonten during a fight with Sano Manjiro. He takes matters into his own hands by stealing your birth control and getting rid of it. One evening with all the executives in your penthouse, you are gangbanged by Bonten. Mikey baby traps you and all of the executives cum inside you without any protection, because your life is better with them. Even if he has to prove it to you, you belong with Mikey. Will you get pregnant? Who is the father?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/37055383/chapters/92459122 Cross Posted to my AO3.

TW: Reader gets fucked while she’s drunk, rough sex, baby trapping, dub con, drunk sex, mention of drugs, violence and guns. If these make you uncomfortable, please do not read.

Kinks: Creampies, breeding, BDSM, bondage, toys, bimbo reader, size kink, slapping, choking, vaginal sex, oral, sugar daddy, overstimulation, daddy kink & a lot more!

A/N: Hi babes! I am so excited to be posting this. Welcome to the first chapter of my Bonten arc, Tokyo Revengers baby trapping story. We are starting things off with a bang! I am not sure how many chapters this will be, most likely 5-10! I’ve put so much effort into this first chapter, I hope you all love it. Please let me know if you want more. Please read the end notes! I love Mikey so much, so I am so excited to develop a plot for this.

Read below, I hope you enjoy this first chapter! ⇩( ◠‿◠ )

You’re a Bonten executive and also having sexual affairs with members of the criminal organization. Your life was anything but boring.

You lived in a fancy penthouse they paid and provided all for you. Bonten is known as the most dangerous crime groups in all of Japan. You were a young adult and the youngest member in Bonten, your place in the gang was as Bonten’s princess and Mikey’s girl. It was normal for you to be gangbanged by the members regularly, having threesomes and sex whenever they wanted. There you were, also a decently dangerous girl knowing if anyone was to mess with you, they’d be killed. You were a lot more fragile and sensitive than them of course. You were a few years younger than most of them.

You were on birth control due to the fact you were young and not ready for a baby. But the last 2 weeks, you haven’t taken your birth control. You couldn’t find it? This made you confused and frustrated, but just held off on seeing the doctor for a new pack due to business matters getting a little busy. After an argument with Mikey, being stubborn as usual in which you threatened to leave Bonten and kick them out of your life. It was mainly out of anger and you didn’t really mean it, but sometimes thoughts bubbled up in your head that this wasn’t such a good idea.

You were a young, beautiful and kind woman with so much promise to the world. You could definitely find the husband you needed to fit your lifestyle to settle down and have a child with.

You were unable to deny you enjoyed the luxury lifestyles and constant assurance of knowing you’re safe with the Bonten members looking out for you. You were Bonten’s Princess after all. You grew up having a quiet life, with school and career goals, until you met Sano Manjiro at a bar one night, you caught his attention and the rest was history. Bars were never your thing, yet for some reason that night you decided to go which brought you to that fateful encounter.

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11:30 PM

You were currently in your luxury pent house’s living area on a fancy black leather couch, you sat holding a wine glass while wearing a black, sparkly, short and sexy dress. You were sipping your sparkly alcoholic beverage while sitting on Takeomi’s lap. You were practically his baby doll. His one hand around your waist while the other hand holding an Old Fashioned. Mikey, Ran, Kokonoi, Sanzu, Kakucho, Mochi and Rindou were also there. Drinking and smoking while chatting about various topics. You drank some sparkling rosé wine which was sweet, a lot more pleasant than white wine; still indulging in those feminine likings of sweet drinks. It was a nice night, the city was quiet and the weather was pleasent. The perfect night for this.

You had on some mini black heels, your makeup was done nicely with a dark eye look enhancing your (color) twinkly orbs. You had on the Miss Dior perfume, it was just as elegant as you. You were dating a few of the members in the gang, it was a difficult and different relationship to say the least. Though the men found their ways to keep you to themselves. It wasn’t intended, it just sorta happened.

The men in the room had their fancy dress shirts, slacks and suits on. The typical attire. Not to mention they smelled amazing. Many of them wearing designer clothing and using masculine and sexy colognes that made you go into a state of hypnosis. You got showered in presents by your fellow executives too as you often helped them out with syndicate related matters. You weren’t too deep into crime like some of them. They currently sat having drinks, smoking weed, cigarettes and eating appetizers off of a black tray.

All sorts of fancy cheese, crackers, mini sandwiches filled the tray. It was a perfect evening for a get together with the guys like this.

”Listen, I think we should hit up a strip club to see if we can get any entertainment.” Haruchiyo’s voice boomed, taking you out of your thoughts.

You frowned, darting an angry look to the pink haired man.

”We have no reason to go there, remember what happened last time? Man, you really have a few screws loose.” Kokonoi rolled his eyes.

“I was just kidding, but things have been pretty boring around here lately.” The pink haired male responded.

Rindou chuckled, “right.”

Takeomi was a lot older than you but incredibly sexy. “How’s the drink tasting baby? They make the wine good enough for ya doll?” He asked from behind you, his voice rasped making all the men look over to you, as you got pretty tipsy and filled with giggles at this time.

“It’s really good!” You smiled with the glass in your hand. “You guys always spoil me, thank you for buying this pretty dress, Takeomi.” You giggled blushing.

Maybe you were a little bit of a sugar baby to them. You’d often give the men strip shows, sex, blowjobs, anything they could ask for. You were younger than all of them, adorable at that too. The perfect bimbo they used to corrupt.

“Yeah, is it ever pretty. How about ya stand up n’ give us a little spin.” Sanzu looked at you up and down, his pink hair shining like gloss in the dim lights.

Takeomi let you get off his lap, you stood up on the white and black marble flooring. Your dress hugged your petite body, making your breasts pop out, showing off your small curves of your hips and waist. You spun around and gave a coy little grin, blowing a kiss in a flirty manner to Sanzu.

“Mm, very sexy” Kokonoi smirked as he looked at you. “You look like you’ve got a fancy date tonight or somethin’, what’s the occasion for getting so dolled up? You usually wear a mini dress or some skirt to these little drinking nights.” He questioned.

The other men were wondering why you decided to wear something new and so sexy and more makeup than usual. Your hair shined in the dim lighting, making the (color) hair glow, smooth like honey.

“Well I’m sure not complaining, what man doesn’t wanna look at pretty girls?” Kakucho with his legs crossed and arms leaning back across the chair smugly responded as you felt all eyes on you.

Sanzu whistled, he gave you an enthusiastic smile “god damn babygirl, you’re making me want to do bad things to you when I see you like this! I love the dress.”

“A date tonight? No way.” You shrugged, “I just wanted to look cute for you guys.” You flirted, using your feminine ways and trying to grasp their attention.

“How sweet" Koko replied.

“Guys I needed to bring this up to you… it’s pretty serious.” Your tone changed from lighthearted to a little more serious and almost worried tone, making a few eyebrows quirk up.

“I can’t find my birth control I left in my bathroom cabinet. I haven’t had it in a few weeks since we weren’t doing anything the last few weeks. Where is it?” You asked fearing the worst.

You knew you had threatened to leave Bonten after and argument not too long ago with Mikey and you’ve always known that what Mikey wants, Mikey gets.

You thought you had misplaced your packet of pills, and with how busy you were the last two weeks it wasn’t the biggest priority. You knew the guys wouldn’t do you bad, they loved and adored you. Though you had a feeling Mikey knew something about this and since you were all together here tonight, it was a good idea to ask at the very least.

Takeomi gave you a confused look, “I don’t know.”

Well, whatever. Nevermind.

“Seriously. One of you probably threw it out. Who was it?” You asked as you got mad, you weren’t raising your voice but it definitely sounded agitated.

“I said I don’t know, sweetie.” Takeomi grunted as some chuckles came from the older men.

“Sorry, pet. I’ve got no clue where it went. I was busy these last few days trying to deal with some unpleasant scum.” Sanzu replied, as sincere as he could be.

That’s when you heard Mikey speak as his voice boomed. He sat on a couch alone and in front of everybody. “We need to discuss something.”

You completely forgot he was there with how quiet he was tonight.

“Did you steal it Mikey?!” You asked turning around to face him in his chair. Looking all high and fucking mighty.

“Yes I did, and I threw it out. You can’t threaten to leave me like that after all I do for you, (Name).” Mikey’s voice was emotionless as he stared at you with a heartless expression.

”I thought you would’ve brought this matter up sooner.” He added in a tone that sounded like he was speaking to himself.

“The hell?! Why are you guys so damn obsessive over me. I’m a free and adult woman, I can do what a want. Besides… I don’t know if the gang life is for me.” Your voice trailed off.

That snapped the mellow tone of the atmosphere to a more intense one.

“Why not?” Kaku asked after a brief moment of silence and you sulked.

You thought for a moment and recalled all of the times you realized how dangerous this kind of life was.

You started to realize one day you want to get married and have kids, not yet of course you were still so young, barely an adult. You owned guns, have seen people get killed, drugs dealings and all sorts of crime, you weren’t sure how safe it would be for you to have a baby around here.

Feeling the intensity of the men in the room as they gave you dark looks with a tinge of possessiveness. They were so caring and took good care looking after you, so of course this would bother them. Just did not sit right.

A moment of silence again, you fucked up.

All the members knew you were a young, naïve and sometimes dumb girl. You often babbled about nonsense all the time, this was too far though. You can’t just leave. The constant spoiling, pampering, you were their little princess.

“I hate to leave at an awkward time but I just got a call, I need to go take it, boss.” Mochi said speaking up, grabbing his ringing cell phone as he left the pent house’s front door.

“Go ahead.” Mikey replied.

Taking a deep breath knowing it’s what you must do to confront Mikey. It was around your time of ovulation in the month where you were most fertile, it would surprise you if Mikey was tracking this.

“It’s because I love you guys so much. Except I want to get married possibly someday and have babies. I don’t know if we could raise a baby here safely. I don’t want them involved in the crime world, I want to be a good mother.” Your voice was timid and squeaky now, your lips were baby pink and plump. So feminine and desirable.

Mikey was the one to reply quickly. “Yes we can, of course we can, sweet pea.” His voice was soft, almost like he was telling you the way it had to be. “I could be a father to the baby and prioritize them with all safety in the world. You said you always wanted kids.”

“Yeah but not now-“

“Then how the fuck are we gonna fuck her? Last time she took a break off birth control you wouldn’t let us do anything.” Ran asked raising his voice slightly.

“Mikey’s word is law. He makes the decisions around here.” Sanzu snorted being loyal to his boss.

“Thank you, Sanzu. However, I think it’s only right we give her what she wants and to ravish her without her birth control. It’s unnatural for you body’s natural hormones, baby.” Mikey gave you a dark expression.

What was he going on about?

“I wouldn’t mind knocking her up, only if she wanted.” Takeomi took a puff of his cigarette.

“Hmph” you frowned, regarding your monthly period you were sure if you’d even get pregnant at this time of the month, you could always get Plan B behind Mikey’s back.

“You could never leave us, (Name). Life is so much better when you have us, you need us. Remember how you used to be an innocent little good girl? You couldn’t survive like that without someone to protect you?” Hajime asked you as you stood completely surrounded by the men.

“That’s right, you need us don’t you princess? I spoil you rotten, you can’t just take all my money and love, then run.” Sanzu purred, trying to hit a nerve.

You were often easily swayed by words.

“I don’t know about any of these jackasses but you’ve been making me pretty worked up lately with all these sexy outfits.” Rindou pointed out as you eyed him up and down, how handsome he looked in his formal suit. It accentuated his body well.

You went from feeling the buzz of alcohol to quickly getting into a drunken state, you were feeling bubbly.

Looking down to your hand you saw a promise ring Mikey gave you, and you wore diamond earrings Koko bought for you. You were spoiled rotten.

“Your life won’t be much better without us.” Mikey told you, it was the honest truth.

“So then, what are you going to do?” You asked as you made eye contact with Sano Manjiro, going right along with him in his game.

“You can’t leave me, that isn’t the right thing to do. We belong together and we are family. You are nothing without me, Bonten is your life. I don’t want you finding anybody else, they'll mess it up.” He spoke with darkness laced in his malicious tone. Mikey did this, when his dark side came out it was always something you never messed with.

“You know he is right too, (Name).” Takeomi the group’s advisor told you. “You’re a defenseless girl and we love you, no need to cut off such a healthy relationship.” He flashed his teeth to you with a sly grin.

“How about ya c’mere and sit in my lap?” Koko asked patting to his lap, you were feeling tipsy and vulnerable to the difficult situation.

“Mm Hajime, I’m starting to feel drunk and my head feels weird.” You mutter out as you walked over to him in your heels, they clicked as you walked across the floor, your hips swaying slightly as your black, sparkly dress shined.

“It’s for your own good.” Mikey added while watching. His arm was leaning on the arm of the chair, he propped himself up with his hand against his chin.

You looked at Koko’s appearance and his styled hair with, his black eyes looking into your orbs. He was one of the more dressy executives, his golden earrings flashing as they caught your attention. He could easily calculate your every move and predicted what would be happening tonight.

You sat in his lap and felt his hand stroking your thigh, facing him you bit your lip. He was a dangerous man, good at making money in all illegal ways. He was good at the criminal schemes he took part in. Even being associated with Kokonoi meant you were bound to be rich. These men were all dangerous and could easily hurt you.

“Tonight, I command we do a gangbang on (Name). We will continue fucking her as long as it takes to get her pregnant, so don’t hold back men. I’ll be the one to finish in her last. I’ll stay here and anything I see and don’t like will be stopped immediately.” Mikey spoke up to the group, those words making you immediately nervous.

“Fine by me.” Koko snickered as his hand trailed up to your breasts he groped them through your dress as he squeezed them. "Consider this punishment."

“No, can’t we talk about this?” You squirmed “I love being fucked by you all but please let me get back on birth control first, please.” You begged, giving him big puppy eyes.

“Come on missy. You might not even get pregnant, we’ve done it raw before and nothin’ happened.” Sanzu rolled his eyes, getting tired of your attitude.

Koko replied to the man, “well you probably just got lucky. She’s young and fertile, god, I bet we’d have the cutest babies. There’s no deeper love than this.” He grinned looking at you.

“After, if she doesn’t get pregnant we will just wait and try again some other month. It’s really her choice, she has options if she wants Plan B or not. If she does get pregnant, we will have to find out who the dad is.” Mikey spoke to the group as he got up from his seat and walked over to the large open window revealing the nighttime city lights.

“I’m sure this could be interesting, we could make some bets on who the dad is.” Sanzu liked the ideas the boss was throwing out.

“I’m only (your age) years old, I’m still a bit young for a baby, even if my body craves it.” Your voice was shallow and filled with nerves.

“I don’t know about you guys but I’ve always thought our baby girl would look adorable pregnant with a swollen belly.” Kaku glanced over to you with loving eyes.

There was a table in the middle of all the couches where the men placed their respective drinks and snacks.

Koko’s hand discreetly went underneath your short dress and touched your clit through your panties as you whimpered quietly. This exposed your (favorite color) lacy and sexy panties you bought for yourself, this did not go unnoticed.

Koko’s hand went from touching your clit outside of your panties to snaking his hand underneath the thin fabric as his fingers rubbed gentle circles on your clit. Your body leaned against his chest, he was wearing a burgundy top which made him look irresistible. You let out a whine as he touched your clit, giving a little lewd mewl.

“That’s my girl.” Koko praised, the men in the room amused by your release of the noise of pleasure.

“She’s such a weak little executive for Bonten, yet the most valuable member as our sex toy.” Bonten’s number 3 Kaku spoke as he was relaxed on the couch holding his drink.

His fingers continued to rub your clit as you arched your back.

“Mm” you whimper gently as your eyes flutter shut.

“As always, she likes doin' it while all drunk or high.” Sanzu chuckled watching your face became flushed, a shade of pink that reminded him of cotton candy.

“How about ya take that dress off? As cute as it is I’d rather see what lingerie you got on underneath.” Takeomi, the older man looked at you as you stood up, feeling a bit dizzy from the alcohol.

“Speaking of which, I got some new sex toys, I think we could use on her…” Sanzu trailed off with a dirty smirk on his face, his eyes revealing the dirty intentions he had with you. You examined all of his piercings and how truly hot his appearance was.

“And what exactly might they be?” Rindou asked in curiosity, tilting his head.

“I got some nipple clamps, a spreader bar, vibrators, some of the BDSM equipment any freak could ask for!” His slightly droopy eyes looked into yours, you bit your lip in response. He was a pretty blunt and outgoing guy, totally crazy with drugs though.

“How does that sound Mikey?” Sanzu asked knowing Mikey’s word was most important and Haruchiyo Sanzu stayed loyal to Mikey’s beliefs.

“You’re free to do what you like. As long as we get her pregnant, I wouldn’t want her to leave us.” Mikey walked back over to his chair as he sat down on it. You knew how manipulative Sanzu was, he was the most sadistic too.

“Strip, (Name).” Mikey spoke to you as you realized you had no other option, either they were going to brutally fuck you or you could go along with it.

Besides you started to feel a tingly and hot sensation down in your panties. You hadn’t masturbated or been fucked in awhile now.

“Dumb girl.” Mikey taunted.

You slowly unzipped the zipper to your black and sparkly dress that glimmered in the low toned lighting. Perhaps the lighting was setting the mood.

You slide the dress down to the luxury tiled flooring and stepped out of it, sliding your heels off. You were significantly smaller than all of the men, your body was small and you were surrounded by hungry males awaiting to devour you.

Your figure was on full display for the men in the room. You were wearing a matching (favorite color) lace bra, which the colors brought out your eyes and it was a fancy designer brand. Hell, even your whole face of makeup and outfit from tonight were worth a few thousand dollars.

You didn’t have the biggest curves but your body had little feminine curves that made your hips and waist look absolutely stunning. You shyly look up awaiting a response.

“Don’t worry, (Name). You can always get the morning after pill tomorrow, I’ll allow it.” Mikey gave you a crooked half smile, which made you wonder how sincere he was but you trusted him.

You nodded your head feeling the comfort in his unbeknownst to you, fake reassurance.

“Thank you Mikey.” You softly replied.

“Lay on the couch, princess. Let me get you ready and all wet for tonight.” Koko smirked.

“I’ll go get the toys from the other room” Sanzu said as he stood up and walked out of the room, his feet making sound with each step he took.

In your drunken state you walked over to the empty couch, all of the men were on opposite couches. It was spacious so there was enough room for everyone to sit comfortably in your living area. You laid on the cool and black, leather couch. Your head gently resting on a cushion.

“All bark, no bite.” Sanzu chuckled as he entered the room with all of the toys and bondage materials he mentioned. “Wise of ya, baby. You know we have guns here, so make sure you’re obedient.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it, I’m sorry for threatening to leave. Bonten is what my life is dedicated to.” You slurred your words through the alcohol hitting your system.

“Good girl. We will always take care of you and fuck you better than anyone ever could. Anyone who doesn’t fit in Bonten are scraps.”

Koko came back to the couch you were on, getting on top of you, he grabbed your arms and held them down dominantly. Koko pressed his soft lips that had the lingering scent of alcohol on them onto your pink lips that were in a pout. Your body felt like it was getting all hot and sensitive at this sensation.

His tongue collided with yours, he explored your mouth with his tongue. Your spit getting all over your chest as you whimper and plead for more.

”F-feels good.” You commented through out the kiss and brief make out session.

Koko’s mouth went to your neck, sucking on the skin and giving a slight bit to it as he was covering you in hickeys. One after the other on your neck. “Don’t forget, you’re my woman.” He sternly spoke as his hands trail down your silky-soft skin.

“So pretty when you’re all embarrassed and shy. Don’t act like you don’t love being gangbaged by us.” Koko’s voice was laced with sultry as some of the men in the room licked their lips in hunger.

“Y-yes, gangbangs with Bonten are always the best”. You responded, you looked so dumb and innocent. You were the perfect little bimbo.

“You look beautiful tonight, sweetie. Flaunting how cutesy you are.” His voice was raspy as you whimpered and squirmed under him, desperately anticipating for him to do something.

He sat you up to unhook your bra, as pretty as it was, he wanted you totally bare for him. Removing the bra and sliding it off your body, tossing it to the ground. Koko’s hands now made their way to your panties, your hips bucked as you whimpered. He hadn’t even touched you and you were already so needy.

He reached down to your lace (color) panties and slid them down, taking them off of your body and tossing them down to the ground. You were entirely naked in front of all the Bonten members, total eye candy to them.

You instinctively spread your legs open for Koko, he started by pressing kisses on your inner thighs, causing tingles to run down your spine. Your pussy was already soaked, making him hum as he noticed how much it was dripping.

“Silly girl, she’s wet already. Absolutely dripping.” Koko’s voice spoke to the men, causing a few snickers from the men.

“So I suppose she doesn’t mind this to an extent.” Rindou said in a low-toned voice, feeling his cock becoming hard in his pants from your cute figure.

“P-please, wanna feel good.” You begged, needing Koko to touch you.

He chuckled in amusement at your current state. “You’re like dessert, ya know? Taste so sweet and your scent is intoxicating baby.” With that Koko’s tongue glided against your slit, pressing a kiss on your little clit.

“Mmm! Missed this so much!” You whined quietly, your eyes shutting as you let out a drunk giggle.

You raised your hand and ran your hand through the man’s smooth hair.

His tongue flicked against your clit, sucking on your sensitive nub, making you fall into a state of pleasure that felt incredible.

“Koko-“ you meekly mewled, you couldn’t deny, it did feel a little embarrassing yet so fucking sexy having all of the men in the room get hard at the sight of you being eaten out.

“Ahh Koko, it is making me feel really good.” You moaned softly, you took in the notes of his seductive cologne. It had scents of sandalwood, lavender and a hint of some spices.

You and Koko were very close, regularly going on on dates and having sex together. He was one of the people you were around the most, he had known you the longest too along with Manjiro.

Koko’s tongue dipped into your hole, exploring it with his tongue as he tasted your sweet arousal. A massive bulge growing in his boxers.

“Hajime, please more.” You begged, your voice becoming more high pitched.

He made love to your clit, gently spreading your folds with his tongue as he teased your clit. Sucking and licking at your sensitive button, resulting in you arching your back and your pussy becoming even more soaked than prior. Surely, you’d be ready to take cock soon enough.

”It feels so good!” Your voice lewdly let out in pleasure, making Rindou grunt.

“Pleasure slut, only focused on yourself huh? That’s going to change tonight.” The man commented as the room was relatively silent with all eyes on you.

Koko stayed focused on pleasuring your tight cunt. Holding your legs open as they began to tremble, you felt the blood rush to your face as it was heating up. He was making your pussy feel incredible as the waves of pleasure built up stronger and stronger.

Your nipples were slightly puffy as Takeomi admired your body in this state. “Does it feel good, baby?” He asked, finally putting the cigarette butt in the ash tray.

“Omi, feels so good daddy-“ you cry out, entering a full state of lust and desire for the men to take you.

You weren’t on birth control now, but fuck it.

“Pretty little girl, can’t wait to fill ya up. You’re safe with us.” Takeomi Akashi said.

Which was funny he said that, as there were guns on the coffee table beside Sanzu.

All eyes were on you, this felt like a dream. Or the fantasy of some perverted girl.

Koko’s mouth pleasuring your pussy felt too good, it was making you closer to a high feeling his tongue explore your sensitive areas. He was so damn good at eating pussy too, the man knew exactly how to pleasure you and all the right ways to tease you.

“Ah! ‘M gonna cum, I can’t take it no more. It’s so damn good!” You moaned loudly.

“Cum for me princess, let it out. Cum on my tongue, baby girl.” Koko encouraged you, giving you praise as he kept licking your clit with his tongue.

Feeling the rushing and high sensation of your orgasm washing over your body, you bucked your hips as your legs began to shake and twitch.

“Koko! I’m cumming, god it feels so good. I needa get fucked so hard tonight.” You innocently whined, yet letting out such dirty words as you came.

You let out some heavy breaths as you came down from your high, giving a little soft smile. “Thank you, Koko.”

Takeomi stood up and grabbed you. He lifted you up, laying you down on your back on the table that was in the penthouse living room in the middle of all the couches, which also had a pool table, theatre sized TV and various things you enjoyed such as a cabinet filled with champagne and a mini bar. The pent house had a very modern and sleek look, anyone's dream home.

Your head turned to look out the large window observing the city night lights. Your body was completely naked and bare for all of the Bonten members to feast their eyes on your small and bare form. You were fertile too, off the pill and ready for breeding.

Takeomi smelled of yucky cigarettes with a mix of alcohol and cologne. His black and blonde hair lighting up in the lighting of the sensual atmosphere of the room. He had a burning lust and drive to take you.

He was tall and much bigger than you, this made you feel excited. He hasn’t even touched you yet and you were mewling and whining, now fully ready for cock.

“So needy.” You heard Mikey say as he watched you with a blank expression, almost as if he didn’t give a fuck to the sight unfolding in front of him.

Sanzu gave chuckle, “that’s our little weakling, you’re not so tough when we put you into that submissive state are ya? Girls are so precious.”

You whimpered a “nu uh”, biting your lip looking up at the man who was in between your legs.

“I need it, Takeomi sir.” Your voice was angelic.

“What do you need slut?” He asked exuding dominance.

“Your cock, need to get fucked so badly” your legs squirmed, feeling more needy for cock than ever before. Your voice went all high pitched and desperate for them.

“Well gentlemen tonight is the night we find out who has the weakest sperm.” Rindou commented, followed by a few small laughs.

All current executives were sitting on 3 couches you had in your living space. Sanzu and Kaku on one, Rindou and Ran on another, then Koko on the couch you were previously on.

Takeomi undid his black belt, then unbuttoned his black slacks and removed them, he slipped off his boxers. He also took off his dress shirt which was white and striped tie. You spread your legs open as a lewd expression was pressed on your blushing face. A face that was of an innocent girl ready to get her cunt drilled.

You looked down as he pulled his large cock out, it was around 7 inches and girthy. He was experienced in the bedroom.

The older man lined up his cock with your glossy, wet slit as he slowly pushed himself in your hole gently, his cock dripping with pre cum; you knew damn well you were getting knocked up tonight.

You’d even go as far of thinking that Mikey was being slick enough to track your cycle at this point.

You let out a loud moan, “oh fuck!” your pussy was being stretched open by him.

Takeomi let out a groan as you looked at his toned body, getting more turned on.

“This pussy is tight as fuck as always, can tell you’ve never fucked many guys.” The man took pleasure in letting his cock fill up every inch of your tight and warm cunt that happily wrapped around him welcoming him.

“Mmm, I missed this so much. You haven’t fucked me in a bit, sir.” Calling him that sweet word which made him feel powerful.

He didn’t thrust just yet, letting you adjust to his size.

”No need to leave us, ask for my credit card whenever and you got it. Yeah princess?”

You squeezed around his cock, feeling turned on by the way he spoke to you.

“Good girl, wrapping around my cock so tightly, like we first time we ever fucked huh?” Takeomi grunted as you mewled. You let out those innocent yet so dirty, high-pitched lewd noises.

“Mikey, can’t do this-“ you whined out knowing how you were bound to get pregnant if all these men came inside you.

“Shut up, take it. Let’s make a happy future.” Mikey ordered.

“Baby-“ Takeomi started looking down at you, your eyes looked like they were begging for him to stop.

You smelled the liquor on his breath as he gave a concerned gaze. Who the hell was he to push having a kid onto you? Takeomi was the kind of guy who was maybe a little rough around the edges, but he spoiled you rotten with fancy dinners and bouquets of (your favorite) flowers.

“Mmph?” You sulked as you looked up into his piercing eyes.

“I can just pull out.”

“No, I’ll take it.” You replied quietly, with some whistles and clapping from the guys in the room observing you, letting your lust take over.

Maybe the thought you might get pregnant hasn’t really sunk in yet.

Takeomi thrusted his big cock inside your tight cunt, going slow at first then building up a nice pace as you felt waves of pleasure building up in your pussy. Your legs felt all shaky as you wrapped them around Takeomi’s body pulling him in.

“Nnnn, fuck.” You cry out in pleasure

“God, (Name). I fucking love you princess, so beautiful.”

”Love you always, daddy.” You responded, your (cup size) breasts bouncing as he fucked you.

He leaned down to kiss you, pressing his soft lips against your plump and pouty lips. You mewled against them, your little lewd nosies were music to his ears. His cock thrusted against your cervix, his cock was already leaking with his pre-cum before entering you, all of it was surely making way into your womb.

His tongue collided with yours as you opened your mouth giving him leeway to explore, you were able to take in the scent of the cologne he had on. The musk of tobacco with woody accords, some notes of lemon that flirted with a lovely scent of cedar that gave for the perfect scent for Takeomi.

God, weren’t you ever spoiled rotten? Being given all these wonderful things like handbags, designer outfits, shoes, makeup and perfume. Sure the situation wasn’t ideal, but they would take care of your baby. It’s not like you were so material based, but they did adore you.

“Feels good in my pussy” your high pitched tone made him groan as he held onto your waist thrusting deep into you.

“Shit, princess. You feeling good? Your lips look so pretty wrapping around my cock, god your pussy looks so pretty like this. Wish you could see.” The man whispered into your ear, resulting in sultry moans booming from your mouth.

“Y-yes, it’ making me feel rweally good.” You whimper.

His thrusts got harder and deeper, your body had a hard time taking his whole cock but you did it. It felt so good being streched out by Takeomi, the older man.

"Omi, more please! I love your big cock."

He bucked his hips as he pounded into your cunt that was wet and gripping him.

“I’m gonna cum, sweetie. Stay just like that.” Akashi moaned as his thrusts were rough, getting sloppy too. You nodded your head in response with a dirty smirk pressed on your face with bright, cotton candy flushed cheeks.

You giggle “yes, please cum inside me. Do it raw!” You begged, you were over taken by your high. Completely forgetting that this wasn’t what you wanted.

You heard him let out a loud groan as Bonten’s advisor began to cum inside of you. His hot, white and milky liquids filling up your pussy as you whined and moaned underneath him. He stayed inside your pussy balls deep for a moment after cumming, as if trying to make sure it all was filling you up and staying put. He let out a soft chuckle as he pulled out, watching some of his seed drip out of you.

“So beautiful, not too sure why but the fact you’re unprotected makes it a little more hot right now.” Takeomi darted as he began to pull his boxers up and do up his pants before sitting back on the couch and grabbing his glass of an unfinished drink.

You got a moment to breathe, your nerves began to sink in a little. Were you really going to get pregnant tonight?

Your hearing felt muffled as you heard some shuffling around and some of the men talking before getting back into focus.

Now Rindou got up and walked toward your place on the luxury table, which all the furniture in your penthouse was high class and luxury. Your eyes made you look like you were hypnotized, you bit down on your lip. Which unintentionally made you look like a total tease.

“Rindou” you call out and he smirked.

You looked at his light lilac hair. You could see his bulge and how hard his cock was as he approached you. His shiny earrings filling your drunk and dizzy vision. He was so handsome.

“Baby girl, so weak and fragile. All bark and no bite, you claimed you were thinking about leaving me and here you are yet again being used like a slut. Is my girlfriend really so silly to believe she can get away without my permission?” Rindou asked with a sadistic look on his handsome face.

He was one of your favorites in Bonten, you loved getting fucked roughly by him. It was hard to pick a favorite man when they all treated you so well and had their own great highlights.

You didn’t respond.

“You listen to me when I’m talking to you, got it?” You suddenly felt his hands pulling you up so you were now sitting on the table instead of laying back, looking up into his eyes.

You frowned and rolled your eyes in a bratty manner, unexpectedly you felt a harsh slap to your face as you wince in pain. You felt tears on the verge of spilling out of your dolled up eyes, whimpering in pain as your cheek grew red from the man’s harsh slap.

“Use your words and apologize. You know the magic word.” He was stern and needed to put you in your place.

“I’m sorry daddy. I won’t roll my eyes again or disrespect you. Daddy please, need you so badly.” You politely request and he caressed your cheek he had just slapped.

“That’s a good girl. You can be obedient for me, can’t you my dirty girl?” He asked and you nodded your head with excitement.

Everything about you was perfect to Rindou, he always picked out what color nails you should get at your next appointment at the nail salon. He often picked out your lingerie and outfits for you, he loved you being his little girl. He never let your bratty side get the better of him, he enforced punishment when needed.

You pull him in for a kiss as you kissed his cheek and pressed a soft kiss on his lips.

“I love you Rindou, daddy.” You muttered while wrapping your arms around him.

This is what Mikey wanted after all, to turn you into an overstimulated and brain dead bimbo for him to toy with.

“You need to be punished, don't ya honey? Daddy’s going to give you his baby for threatening to leave him.” Rindou scolded as the taller male looked down at you.

He turned from you as you noticed him grab the nipple clamps Sanzu just placed across the table. Rindou looked at your body, admiring your form and your tits.

Your breasts were perky and were a perfect size, surely to grow a size or two once you were knocked up. He placed the nipple clamps on each of your nipples as they were held together by a small chain, he gave them a tug resulting in a mewl from you.

You felt the sensation of your sensitive nipples being squeezed by those clamps, whining and making noise.

“Shh, no whining tonight. You have been rude enough.” He ordered and you bit down on your tongue, submitting entirely.

“Hey, you must of forgotten this.” Sanzu said as he pulled out a collar handing it over to Rindou. It was black with a few diamonds and a lock on it, real diamonds of course.

“Oh, of course. (Name), you know what this represents right?” You we’re sitting up and looking up at the man who was speaking down to you in an intimidating and stern voice. He lifted your hair up as he did up the collar on you.

“It means I’m property of Bonten. I’m your woman, I’m your little girl.” You slurred with a cute tone.

“What happens if I really get pregnant…? It’s going to be all your fault, you jerks.” You furrowed your eyebrows and flared some of your attitude.

“Listen, missy. You’re the one with baby fever. And if this is what Manjiro wants, you better fucking take it. Besides, I’m sure you’ve gotten a few of us hooked on the idea of having a little nugget running around here. So take it.” Sanzu snapped from his spot on the couch as he gave you devious eyes.

Rindou huffed as he hit your cheek once again, you let out a whine again from the pain. It stung.

“You’re getting 5 more of these for that attitude. I’m tired of your complaining.” Rindou frowned.

“So count with me.” He ordered.

He slapped your lightly reddened cheek once, it wasn’t too rough but just enough pain for you.

“One.” You whimpered, looking up at the purple eyed male.

His hand slapped your face again, not too rough but the consistency made it sting.

“T-two.” Your voice made a small crack, looking up at the Bonten tattoo on his neck.

Again and again. “Three” you whined out.

The fourth time he slapped you a bit harder, “f-four!”

Lastly, the fifth time was very rough. “Five, I’m sorry daddy” you squeaked.

”Good slut, that wasn’t so hard was it?” He asked, you tugged at his suit and nodded your head.

“We could pick out some cute baby clothes, products, diapers, we could design a nursery and make it however you want. I want to give you my baby, I’ll treat you right. We will make it easy.” The purple-pinkish haired executive looked at your form with the most loving and hungry eyes.

“Well, maybe it could be fun… you’ll have to take good care of me right?” You twirled some of your hair around in your finger nervously.

“Of course, that’s the spirit. Good slut, now it’s time for daddy to breed your hole.” He snickered with a sadistic tone.

You tug at his tie in a needy manner letting out some whimpers.

He looked at you with lust. “Use your words, dirty girl.”

“Take it off, please. I want you daddy, need daddy’s cock now.”

“Good girl. Using manners, I love to hear it.” He praised you as he stroked your hair, taking the (hair color) locks in his fingers and gently running them through your hair.

He pulled away while he unbuttoned his top, throwing his dress shirt, jacket and tie to the side. You titled your head noticing all of the men in the room except for Mikey, Sanzu and Takeomi had their cock out in their hand, you noticed Kokonoi gently stroking his fully hardened cock.

You saw Rindou’s throbbing cock, it was big and girthy, probably 8 inches and it was so damn pretty.

You gulped as you observed the pretty and veiny cock twitch. He placed his tip right at your entrance, sliding it in your pussy with ease.

“O-oh, mmm, it’s so big. No way I can take it.” You whimper underneath him.

“Come on, you’re half way there. Keep taking daddy’s cock.” His voice was so sexy and masculine as it was raspy, you winced underneath him whining in pain as you could hardly take all of it. He finally was able to maneuver around you and get his whole almost 8 inch cock inside of you.

“It’s stretching me out, n-no hurts too much! No more Rindou-“ you cry out.

“Sh sh sh… there there, it’s okay. You’re doing so good baby, let my cock stretch this pussy out. Lemme fill you.”

He began thrusting immediately, barely giving you enough time to adjust. He roughly pounded into your pussy, not with the same loving rhythm Takeomi gave you.

You let out a loud series of moans “yes daddy, please fuck my pussy! I love being a play thing.” You moaned as you looked down to watch as his cock was pleasuring himself in your tight and wet hole.

Happily taking the older man balls deep in your wet and dripping cunt.

“I love you daddy. I won’t leave Bonten, I’m your whore!” You plea, this was resulting in some whistles of the crowd of men watching you.

“Atta girl!” Kakucho clapped and Sanzu snickered.

“We finally got it out of her.”

“It’s so sweet, knowing you love me. I love you too my angel, but you’re getting punishment for giving such an empty threat.” Rindou barked at you, his soft lavender hair had beads of sweat forming in his hair line.

“Open up and say ‘ahh’” He ordered you and you looked up confused.

“You take this, bitch. Is that understood? Open up your mouth.” He commanded, not asking, telling you.

You felt like prey to a predator to Rindou Haitani and his sadistic nature. Though he could be gentle, when you had your heart open to being less of a brat and being a sweet submissive girl. Though, you did enjoy being impish.

You hesitantly opened up your mouth, pursing your pink lips from the lipstick prior that was now smudging.

A hum left the man’s lips as he leaned in close to your position on the table.

“Ahh!” You let out as Rindou leaned in and spit in your mouth.

You gave him a surprised expression feeling his hot saliva inside your mouth. You swallowed it, of course. It was warm.

“Good girl, taking punishments so well. Little slutty girl.”

You moaned, your lewd noises filling the room as you enjoyed being used like a fuck doll. You felt a strong pleasure building up within your walls, your pussy instinctively tightening around his length.

Rindou’s hand which was much larger than your own reached down to your clit and began to rub fast circles around your sensitive nub; driving you over the edge.

“Daddy, ‘m gonna cum. S’too good!” You desperately moan, feeling like a greedy pleasure slut. Focusing on your pleasure only.

“Greedy girl.” He rolled his eyes playfully his breath growing heavy.

“Cum for me, daddy’s going to cum.”

Rindou thrusted deeply into your pussy and roughly, he threw his head back in pleasure groaning as you felt his cock throb and twitch inside your cunt.

You began to cum around his cock from the helpful stimulation to your clit, moaning and loudly calling out “daddy I’m cumming!” Feeling all of the pleasure inside your pussy and on your clit taking over you.

His hot cum filled up your insides with a groan, going right into your womb.

“Good girl, just like that. Your pussy feels so incredible.” He moaned as he orgasmed inside of your hole, using you like a fuck doll.

He came down from his high, he gave you a head pat as he pulled out.

“Who’s next, gentlemen?” Kaku asked glancing around the room of the members of the syndicate. “God, her pussy is dripping in cum, look at her. So pretty aren’t you, sunshine?” He asked you in amusement.

You giggled, “t-thank you Kaku.”

“You go ahead, man. I’ll go after you.” Sanzu smirked, a dark and sadistic expression on his face.

Takeomi was still just watching, he was a bit older and didn’t have as much stamina as the younger guys. No round two for him.

“Fuck, I need her mouth.” Ran hissed with his cock in his hand. He already had his slacks taken off and removed, same with the rest of his fancy suit.

“I bet your sperm are too weak to get her pregnant” Rindou laughed.

“Funny fucking joke, bro. If mine are weak… your sperm are too, maybe even weaker.”

”No, I’m stronger. You’re just tall and lanky, so I bet they are as weak as you.” Rindou fired back, making Takeomi burst into laughter.

“Stop arguing, you are ruining the mood.” You heard Manjiro order them, silence following.

“I decide which executive goes next. Kaku, go ahead. Ran, use her mouth if you want. Then Sanzu, Ran and Koko. I’ll be the grand finale.” Mikey ordered.

With Sanzu, you could never exactly be prepared for what he would do to you. Haruchiyo Sanzu was heavily into BDSM, specifically being sadistic and explored the kinky elements of sex. Like D/S and anything taboo, really.

That soft rosy-pink hair which was in a mullet and his deep blue eyes were filled mystery. He had a number of piercings, did drugs and was not someone anyone would want to fuck with. You watched his frame as you were hazily sitting on the surprisingly comfortable table. A few ear lobe piercings, helix piercings, and multiple on his ear. He was currently sitting on the leather couch, he still had his blue and purple formal suit on. Though you noticed the massive erection on he had.

“Gotcha.” You heard Kakucho reply to the boss of the organization.

He tends to come off as cold and closed off due to his past, though you and him shared a very loving relationship. He was protective over you, you didn’t have to worry your pretty little head with him around.

He leaned down and placed a kiss on your forehead, you gently raised your hand to caress his face. Staring into his eyes, observing the scar he had from the back of his skull to the side of his face.

“Are going to impregnate my pussy, Kaku?” You asked with a sexy manner.

“I’d love to, turns me on even more knowing you’re off the pill. All ready for cum huh? C’mere.” He pulled you in, sucking on the skin on your breasts resulting in some soft mewls from your pursed lips.

It felt good and made your pussy feel even more soaked. You were dripping with seed and your wetness pooled down on the table.

“It’s a bit unfair to make me wait, isn’t it baby?” He was very keen on having his way with you and was possessive.

“I’m sorry. You can take me now, I’m all yours daddy.” You purred.

The taller male’s earring dangled as he leaned down, pressing kisses down your chest. Forming some purple marks on your breasts from sucking on your sensitive nipples. “Ready to make a baby with me?” He gave you playful look. He had on his black coat, matching baggy pants and sandals but now removed them all. His body was so sexy.

Kaku’s dark blue hair glimmered under the lighting, you nodded and smiled brightly. Showing off your gorgeous white teeth and flaunting your naked body.

“Come on the couch with me so you can ride my cock, like a good girl. Can you do that (Name)?” Kaku asked and you nodded your head, submitting to him by letting him pick you up off the table bridal style as he walked over to the plush couch, Koko was on the other end of.

He placed you on your feet on the floor as he laid back on the couch. He leaned against the comfy couch, fully naked and his cock hard on full display. His cock was around 6 and a half inches but had great girth and always felt wonderful. What he didn't have in length always made up with his skills.

You got on top on his lap, positioning yourself above his cock, hovering over it as he helped guide you down. His cock entered your pussy as you eased onto his length, his cock was very girthy and thick, it really stretched out your cunt.

“Mm feels good, I missed your cock Kaku.” You giggled as you were so intoxicated as you adjusted to his length, you were about to start bouncing on him.

Ran during this time got up from the other couch, once he removed his suit and boxers. He got on the empty spot beside you on the couch and was leaning against it. You glanced beside you and admired his lean, bare form.

Kaku held down on your waist “don’t be a greedy pleasure slut now, let’s take our time.” His voice hissed in a deep mono tone. He slowly guided your hips as you had to hold back on getting the rough fucking you craved so badly.

“That’s it. Just like that, dirty girl.” He groaned as your pussy gripped his dick.

You began slowly grinding on his cock, bouncing slowly on him while your breasts bounced, your (cup size) filled up Kaku’s hand as he fondled and groped them. “Such pretty tits for a pretty girl.”

“Ahh fuck, I need your cum!” You begged with a slutty tone.

You took a hold of Ran’s throbbing cock in your left hand, Kaku’s hands holding you steady on his lap. You began to stroke Ran’s cock gently, having trouble focusing on the task at hand.

Ran hissed under his breath “fuck. C’mere, need you to suck me, yeah?”

You took the handsome male’s cock in your mouth, having to move your head to the side to suck him off. Ran shoved your head further down to take more of him, you gagged as drool began to fall from your mouth.

You bobbed your head up and down on his cock, giving him a sloppy blowjob. Glancing back to see Kaku grinding himself into you as you continued to multi task and ride him as best as you could, it felt so good having your pussy used and abused like this.

“She looks so fuckin’ tiny on him. Sexy size difference ain’t it?” Sanzu chuckled watching you ride the larger male’s cock. Your other hand intertwined with one of Kaku’s hands.

“Yeah, talk about tiny. No way she won’t be pregnant after this.” Takeomi chuckled, drunkenly smirking at you again.

“Color me impressed.” Kokonoi said observing you indulging yourself in pleasure as you looked at the other men.

“I love gangbangs with Bonten!” You giggled, all tipsy and loopy.

“We know ya do, you just need some encouragement.” Ran scoffed.

“Good job, baby girl. Bounce on his cock, work for that seed like the whore you are.” Sanzu encouraged you as you moaned in response.

Kaku grunted at what the other men were saying, focusing all the attention and pleasure on how good your pussy felt around him and it was going balls deep into your wet cunt. It was like love making.

“You’d look so sexy pregnant. I’d be so happy to see my lovely girl pregnant with my baby inside her belly. You’d look lovely in a sundress like that, or perhaps nothing at all.” Kaku praised, you squeezed his hand.

Ran, the short haired executive with his hair styled to the side took a hold of your hair with a strong grip. His head tilting back as he groaned in pleasure.

You swirled your tongue around the head of his cock like a lollipop, paying close attention to his tip. Your tongue glided above his slit which was leaking with pre cum, it tasted slightly salty but it was delicious.

“Such a slut, who taught her to be a pro at blowjobs? Little (Name) here has a lot of talent.” Ran praised with a small groan.

“It must’ve been me.” Sanzu gawked.

“I’ve always like teaching her, I remember I was the first one to fuck her ass. She has learned so much so why leave now, childish.” Rindou added.

Kaku took a hold of your hips, letting go of your hand and thrusting himself roughly into you, repeatedly hitting your cervix over and over again. Kaku using you as his personal fleshlight and fuck toy, being a Bonten executive was serious business and could get stressful, luckily they had their token good girl to be a sex slave for them.

The sound of his cock ravishing your soaking pussy filled the room, you felt his cock twitch and throb. This threw you into a state of feeling like you were going to heaven and back as you were approaching an orgasm.

“Agh yes right there, thank you for this! It feels so good taking it raw. I am sure if I take the morning after pill I’ll be safe but… thinking about having your baby makes me feel so happy.” You sounded like a cute little bimbo.

“Silly girl, doubt being that young, fertile and beautiful is gonna get you out of pregnancy? So many cum shots, say hello to motherhood.” Sanzu raised an eyebrow giving you a smug expression.

”F-fuck me, I’m going to cum!” You whined as you bounced yourself onto Kaku’s dick, feeling the waves of pleasure in your walls overtake you as you came. Taking your mouth off of Ran’s length temporarily.

”Aaa!” You moaned as you orgasmed “yes daddy, it feels so good” you let out a set of moans.

“That’s right, you’re a good girl for daddy? Aren’t you?” Kaku praised, forcing himself into you harder.

“Y-yes, I am.” You blushed shyly.

It made you realize how silent Mikey had been this entire time. You ignored that.

“Mmm! Does it feel good, Kaku?” You moaned out in pleasure, riding his cock like a pro.

You placed your mouth back on Ran’s cock, sucking on his length as you felt his cock twitch. Without warning, his hot cum painted the inside of your mouth. Smirking, you swallowed it.

“Fuck” Ran groaned as he fell back onto the couch.

“Course ya feel amazin', princess. This pussy is mine, I’m so happy you’re my girlfriend.” Kaku moaned, tilting his head back.

“I need you so bad, pretty please cum inside me.” You begged.

“That’s my girl. Almost there baby.” He grunted as you rode him.

You nodded your head vigorously, unable to control the pleasure and desire to make him cum.

“Do you want a son, a daughter, or perhaps both?” Kaku asked in a sultry voice.

”Whatever you give me, daddy! I just want all of you.” You whined.

“I’m gonna cum, god damn. Princess, you’re doing so well.” Kaku’s voice hissed as the blissful sound of him groaning filled your ears as you wrapped your arms around him. His cock releasing cum into your cervix.

You and him both took heavy breaths, you couldn’t take much more. You were becoming a braindead, pleasure slut. “You’re the prettiest girl.” Kaku coos, he placed a kiss on your lips.

You felt hands grabbing you once you got off his cock and stood back up, almost falling over. Sanzu was right at your side, you looked up at the taller man and clung to his side. Taking a moment to even stand straight. You really get drunk easy, or perhaps they convinced you to drink a little extra.

“Congrats, you get to deal with the devil now.” He teased as he made sure you didn’t fall, you were so dizzy from the stimulation and how drunk you were.

“Mmph” was all you could let out.

“Haru, I-I feel all weird. M-master,” you whimpered.

“My little whore, all drunk and needy. Don’t worry, master is here to take care of you.” Haruchiyo Sanzu grinned sadistically.

Despite his almost crazy and crime filled nature, he was a very sweet partner and Sanzu always did his best to look after you. He was an excellent dominant, he knew your limits and all the right ways to turn you on. He lifted you up and placed you back on the table in the middle of the couches gently.

Sanzu was still wearing his purple formal wear suit, he reached to the opposite end of the table to grab some handcuffs.

He guided your hands through the two holes of the cuffs and locked them in place with the key, then placing it back on the table. Now, let’s be clear - all of these sex toys he had were high class. The best of the best, all for you.

He used this time to take the nipple clamps off of your sensitive nipples. Then took out some black shibari ropes, he was into bondage as well. Since you were sitting up it was easy for the pink haired man to do a beautiful tie around your chest, it made your cute little tits pop out. Not to mention how sexy it made your small frame. He only took a few short minutes, totally a pro at pretty ties.

”So pretty, I love when I can mark you as mine. Now lay back, I need to get a few more orgasms out of you before you’re worth cumming in.” He smirked.

Hesitantly you leaned back, laid on the table and swiftly spreading your legs. This revealing all the cum dripping down your soft thighs, mixed with your juices.

“Such a slut. How much do you want me to pay you?” Sanzu joked and your eyes widened.

”Excuse me?!” You snapped in shock.

“I’m joking doll, you just look so good.” He reassured you, god he was quick.

Sanzu grabbed the pink wand vibrator that he had placed on the table, he turned it on to the highest fucking setting?!

It was immediately pressed on your swollen and aching clit. You moaned loudly, like a bitch in heat. All of these sensations being too much to handle.

”Master! It’s too much!” You cried, it was such a strong sensation with him holding the vibrator right on your sensitive clitoris.

Sanzu was pretty experienced with these types of things. He loved watching you squirm and beg for him to stop teasing you.

It had only been a few short minutes of Sanzu pleasuring your clit, teasing you by taking the vibrator off your clit for a moment making you whine and beg to say 'master, please put it back on' over and over.

“D-don’t tease me, Haru! I need it. Please, master please.” You begged.

He placed the vibrator back, right up against your clit as you began to cum. Your orgasms making you overstimulated by this point.

"Please let me cum?" you asked with good manners and he nodded his head.

"You may, cum for me. My slut."

”Master, I’m cumming!” You cried as you moaned like a slut, those sexy and high pitched noises escaping your mouth giving the men who hadn't came in you yet in the room massive boners.

Sanzu hummed, not stopping the vibrator.

“F-fuck no!” You moaned.

Your legs were shaking uncontrollably, luckily Sanzu kept you steady as he forced the vibrator on your clit. It had been less than 30 seconds, you already started to cum again. Letting more little whimpers out beneath him as you let your high rush over your body.

“Please no more, master! I can’t take it.” You almost began to cry, as he finally took it off of you.

He gave you a moment to catch your breath before placing the vibrator back on your pretty little pussy, keeping it on the highest setting as he watched you squirm and shake.

"N-no more! Agh!" your mewls growing louder and louder.

"Are you going to cum again? For a third time already?!" Sanzu taunted you as you couldn't control your orgasm, you began to moan loudly.

"Master, my clit is so sensitive. Please, just fuck me!" you begged.

“Good girl.” He praised as he let you have a moment to rest. Now he finally unbuckled his belt and pull down his pants, boxers and he almost tore off his shirt throwing it to the ground. “You’ve already got me twitching in my pants, so let’s knock you up. You don’t mind letting master use your pretty pussy, right slave?” He asked.

“Please do, that’s what my pussy is for. It’s meant for master to use my young and fertile hole to get yourself off in.” You flashed him a dirty smirk.

You felt Sanzu slap your pussy, you yelped from how the pain felt on your sensitive slit.

“Dirty girl, huh.” He muttered as he slid his huge cock inside your cunt, it was a little over 8 inches. It was huge and thick. He eased himself into your entrance.

“Fuck.” Sanzu groaned as he started thrusting in and out of you at a fast pace. He leaned in between your legs to wrap his hand around your throat, giving it a slight squeeze.

Your eyes rolled back in pleasure as your cunt creamed white juices all over his cock. Sanzu thought you looked so beautiful and pretty like this, he cherished this. You knew you were safe with him. He got you into a position with your legs up, giving the man complete access to fuck you deeply. His balls slapping against your skin as the sound of him fucking you filled your ears.

You tried to let out muffled mewls through him choking you, soon he let go. It put you into a euphoric state where you felt like falling into an eternal state of pleasure, wanting to pass out. You looked down as you noticed the bulge from Haruchiyo’s cock in your tummy.

“Awh fuck, I’m really fucking you that hard you can see a bulge. You’re so tight and small, you can hardly take my cock, babygirl.” Sanzu groaned watching his cock going in and out of your pussy.

“It feels really good, you’re so big master. Mm yeah!” You moaned, your face as red as a cherry.

Sanzu sneakily grabbed the vibrator again as he placed it back on your clit without you noticing. Until you felt it, he loved to torture you and push you to your limits.

“Ohmygod, I can hardly take it!” You squeal out as your body twitched, your legs wanting to close but they were on his shoulders as he was railing into you.

His thrusts were growing sloppy and hard. “I’m going to cum, fuck, my good little girl.” He grunted as you felt his throbbing cock inside you, twitch and release his seed into you.

“Take my seed, just like that.” Sanzu moaned while he slammed himself into your cervix, it was so rough and brutal.

You began to cum again too, Sanzu could tell by the way you were gripping and pulsing around him. “M-master fuck!” You moaned.

Once again, coming down from your high as he removed the vibrator off of you, then pulling out. He grabbed a tissue from the coffee table a few feet away and got himself cleaned up, before the man got his pants back on then sat down on the couch letting the next man use you.

You had a hard time keeping your eyes open at this point, becoming drunk on cock and alcohol.

Ran came up in between your legs as he was going in for round two, this time in your pussy.

”Ran, baby. Take me.” You whimpered and he slid his cock into your entrance with ease.

"Stay the fuck awake. Never forget you belong to us" he ordered as he pinched your nipple leaning down, hovering above you.

"M-mhm."

Thrusting himself in and out of you, at a decent pace. He wasn’t being too rough considering he knew how tired you must be. He grunted as he drilled your princess cunt.

”Fuck, so tight as always. My girl has the prettiest pussy.” Ran mumbled as he pounded your pussy, his hand reached out to hold yours, you happily took it while still in hand cuffs.

"Take me!" You press on.

Koko watched as he got ready to take you next. Mikey still staring at you, though he was horny he was still bothered. He considered this more of a need to get you pregnant in order for you to stay with him, like a punishment. He just decided to let his executives and some fun with you.

You held Ran’s hand as he got closer and closer to another orgasm. He groaned as he warmed you he was about to cum, “I’m going to cum now, baby. Want to get bred by me?” he asked.

You meekly moaned in response as his hot liquids were dumped inside of you. "Yes, yes! Feels incredible Ran, I love your cock so much."

This is when your mind went entirely blank, the semi-scary feelings of overstimulation flooded your body. Your vision went all dizzy, you couldn’t even form proper sentences. So much overstimulation.

As Ran finished up for the night, took his seat back down and chugged some water, Koko was undressed and ready for you.

He approached the table and spoke to you in a loving voice. “Get on your hands and knees for me please, baby. Doggy style.” Koko got the handcuff key from the other end of the table and unlocked it. You were free now.

You heard his command and got on your hands and knees, turning around. Your face was to Mikey, glancing up at him with a lewd expression. Your eyes telling him you needed him.

Your pussy was dripping with cum and facing to the men on the couches. Bonten’s personal cum dump was you.

The table wasn’t very high up so it was easy for Koko to get on top of, luckily it was sturdy due to how good the quality was.

He got in between your legs and held your hips as he placed his 7 inch cock into your pussy. It was veiny and you could feel how much he stretched you as he entered your cunt, sliding in gently.

“Does it feel good taking so much cum and being used as a cum slut?” Koko asked in a low toned, provoking voice that made you whine.

“Mhm! Feels so, so good!” You mewl in pleasure.

“Koko’s cock feels to good fucking my little pussy.” You let out a sexy giggle making the man moan a little.

“You’ve had me fucking aching for this cunt all night. Daddy’s going to impregnate you and make you his, just like the little slut you are.” He muttered, focusing on how good your pussy felt.

Koko could feel the warmth of your pussy walls, how tightly you wrapped around him and were begging for his cum. Your wetness welcoming his cock into your hole.

He slapped your ass, making you moan again while tightening around his cock. He was a bit more girthy than the other members, this meant it felt incredible and did wonders.

You began to drool and you could hardly hold yourself up, or think straight for that matter.

The sight of Koko fucking you doggystyle on the table was hot, the rest of the executives took amusement in how pretty you looked being fucked and bred.

“I love when you breed me like this, it feels so good taking it raw. I love when Bonten gives me creampies!” You yell out with ecstasy.

”Good girl. I’m going to cum, are you ready for it?” Koko asked as he thrusted deep inside your pretty cunt ravishing it.

”Yes daddy, please cum inside me!”

You moaned as he let out a few groans as he began to reach his orgasm, his cock twitching as it came inside you with a final thrust.

”I’m so proud of you, good girl. You did a good job.” He caressed your ass as you turned around and laid flat on the table. He stood up and began getting dressed again, with his burgundy and gold jacket on his torso.

“Ahh M-manji-“ you cried, your legs were shaking as you laid against the cool table on your back looking up at the ceiling. Tears began to flow down your eyes, ruining your makeup as you sniffled.

You started to let out soft cries, the overstimulation making you cry and have tears trickling down your dolled and dark eyes. Throwing grabby hands wanting to be held, Kokonoi came up over to you, worried and wanting to comfort you. He held your hand and rubbed it gently.

“Boss, isn’t this enough?” Rindou asked, feeling a little concerned yet amused with the sight of you.

“No, I know what’s good for her. Besides, if it’s what we must do to keep her with me and keep her happy in the long run. It has to be done.” Manjiro was holding his gun in his hand, nothing violent, merely looking at it and twirling it around.

“Koko-“ you whined as he caressed your cheek and placed a kiss on your forehead.

“Sweetie, you’re doing so good. You’re almost done.”

“Mikey- cock. Gotta have it, mmph! One more time.” You declared, what a determined girl you are.

Manjiro stood up from his secluded chair and walked over to you, leaving the gun on the coffee table. There was a dent in his pants and a lustful expression on his face.

“Babygirl, why so bratty? I hate when you make me do this (nickname.)” he called out with a nonchalant tone.

No reply. He was right, you went too far by saying you were going to leave.

“We would have a cute baby, don’t you think? This is the best future.” Mikey said as he looked down at you and your tired body.

Your cute little pussy was leaking with seed from all of the Bonten executives. Your labia was glossy with cum, dripping down onto the table.

“You know I’ve always wanted a family and a husband someday.” You fumbled out your words as best as you could in this incoherent state.

“We can do that, let’s make a baby yeah? I can give you a pretty diamond ring, all you’ve wanted and more.” Manjiro’s voice purred in your ear as he watched your body twitch.

“I won’t leave, I need you Mikey” you whimpered out with heavy breaths, followed by some relief in the room.

Mikey doubtfully raised an eyebrow “say it again” he commanded.

“I won’t leave, I’ll stay with Bonten. I need your big cock in my pussy." Your voice was frail, you needed Mikey’s seed more than anything.

You loved Mikey so much. He always gave you love, such a threat hurt him so much. After all he had been through, you were his world. He gave you the best sex, presents, food, a home, everything you needed to live safely and happily. He was like your best friend but more. Mikey loved you too.

Of course, a regular Bonten gangbang wasn’t complete until Mikey gave you his cum too. You never thought you were the kind of girl who would be interested in pleasing multiple men at once and being used as a personal fleshlight, you couldn’t resist the men. So you ended up dating a few of them, which again you’ve always considered yourself monogamous. You became their little toy and personal property.

The scent of sex and arousal filled the room, the sweet smell of cum and your wetness filled your nose, it was dirty and hot. Mikey gently hugged you, he rubbed your sensitive and perky tits; relieving them from the clamping sensation on them prior from those nipple clamps.

He took this opportunity to undo this belt and removing his pants and black dress shirt. He took his black boxers off which hugged his body well, making him look even more sexy. His obsidian eyes looked deeply into your bright and loving (color) eyes.

“Let’s give you a baby.” Was all he said before teasing your slit with his cock, making you whine and beg. His tip grinding against your overstimulated clit, you were squirming and letting out a lewd mewl as he humped against you.

“D-daddy!” You cried, your cheeks as pink as bubblegum, your eyes watery and your mind broken.

“Shit,” Mikey hissed as he placed his cock at your tight hole, easing himself into your princess cunt. He grabbed his belt and roughly hit your inner thigh with it, making you whimper.

"Be a good girl for me, learn from this."

You let out a high pitched moan, tightly gripping yourself around his girth. He filled you up all the way, his tip kissed your cervix. “Are you even worth fucking after threatening to leave me baby?” His hand roughly slapped your cheek, it turned red instantly.

"No more slapping, please." you begged as you squeezed around him again, it turned you on being hit.

Your eyes winded at how cold he was being, your words really were like a sword to the chest for him. Especially after all that Mikey had gone through, he couldn’t lose you. In his mind, the only way to fix this situation was to get you pregnant.

Was it moral to force a baby in you? No. Did he give a fuck? Yeah, no to that too.

“Never gon’ leave you, Mikey!” You whimper. “Fuck I can’t take much more!”

You felt his this thumb press down on your sensitive nub and rub gentle circles on your clit, with each trust going faster and with more aggression. Throwing you over the edge as you felt another orgasm approaching.

“I love you Mikey! I love you. I’m sorry, ‘m never gonna leave you! Gimme your seed n let’s make a baby.” You became a moaning slutty mess, all you could think about was how badly you needed his cum.

Mikey grabbed on to your tiny waist, admiring how beautiful and sexy your body looked. “So damn beautiful, doll face. You make me happy.” He praised in admiration.

His cock pushed in and out of your soaked pussy, the sound of sex filled the air. Your pretty pussy was so wet just for him. This is what you waited for.

“You’re going to make me cum.” He murmurs as he let out a few small groans and sounds of pleasure.

There were many sides of Mikey you weren’t fully aware of. He could be happy go lucky, or completely ice cold and dark. As for now, he was focused on impregnating you and forgetting about the love making.

“Such a young filthy girl. You really love having all these older men fuck and abuse you. But don’t forget your place with me, whore.” He called, teasing you with a sadistic grin.

“Mhm, all I am is a fucktoy for you.” Your pussy was creaming all over his veiny and large cock.

“Agh, fuck yes daddy! Please come closer, hold me while you cum! Pretty please.” You begged, giving needy grabs with your hands. You wanted him to hold you.

“Good girl. So proud of you. Don’t act up like that again?” You hummed in response, nodding your head eagerly.

"Uh huh!" you groaned, spreading your legs further for Mikey.

With that he swiftly leaned in, pressing his toned and semi-muscular chest against yours. Your breasts bounced under him, the collision of his body heat warmed your body. He leaned in to give you a peck on the lips, the comfort of you being close made him feel slightly at ease. You pressed kisses all over his neck, sucking on it slightly.

You heard him let out a low toned moan in your ear, it made you twitch and tremble under him.

Thrust after thrust, his cock slammed into your cervix. It felt good too, being a little fuck doll.

“I’m going to cum, fuck. Stay just like this, bitch.” He grunted.

You held your legs up, giving him full access to roughly drilling your tight hole. It felt so good to connect bodies with him.

“Daddy! I love your cock. 'M gonna cum!” Your high was rapidly approaching.

You felt Mikey’s cock twitch inside your pussy as he began to cum inside of you. All of Manjiro's white and steamy hot liquids filling up your womb. This is when you began to cum, the sensation on your clit was overwhelming as you bucked your hips.

“Mm fuck yeah, baby girl you feel so damn good. Such a good girl for daddy, aren’t ya?”

Letting a few high pitched lewd whimpers from your mouth as your came down from your final high.

With a final slow thrust Mikey gently pulled out. He watched in satisfaction as he watched all of the semen pool out of your tight hole, letting out a sigh. Finally, the exhaustion really hit you. After taking multiple men. Some tears flowed down your eyes more now, feelings of overstimulation hit you yet again. You sobbed as Mikey lifted you up and held you in his arms.

“Let it out, you did so well. It’s over now.” Mikey softly spoke. He wanted to comfort you and say it was all okay, but he was still upset.

—

“I guess the boys did pretty good tonight, yeah?” Takeomi asked with a chuckle.

“Why you always talkin' like that?” Sanzu snorted.

“Shutup.” The older male hissed.

You felt dizzy, thirsty and tired. Luckily, the guys always took good care of you after.

Mikey rubbed circles on your back as you were sitting up on the table, he was standing on the floor but in between your legs holding you.

“You guys know… I’m not going to leave right.” You quietly spoke up as your tears stopped, it felt so intimate and special getting the aftercare from the invisible Mikey that you needed.

“I know. I know now...” Mikey mumbled in your ear, not fully understanding what he meant.

“I’m so tired, p-please.” You now looked like a hot mess, still a cute one at that.

Mikey pulled his boxers back on, followed by his pants, belt and top. Then coming back to tend to you. Taking the shibari ropes off of you, helping you feel safe again.

“Let’s get you a nice bubble bath, we will take that makeup off, get you something to eat and drink then into bed. Your new satin PJ’s Koko ordered came today. You did well, we are done now.” Mikey tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

Simply nodding your head in response as you gave a soft smile. The fact you might just get pregnant from tonight did not sink in, you could always go take Plan B in the morning right? Yeah, that was a good plan.

The night followed with a relaxing bubble bath with Mikey, it was relatively silent. He did have a soft spot for you, despite feeling uneasy about you leaving him. He needed to be strict and force pregnancy upon you if the matter called for it, which it did. While in the large and luxurious bathtub you had a candle lit, it was the scent of fresh linen. After, you ended up eating some udon noodles Sanzu retrieved for you along with plenty of water before falling fast asleep in your bed beside Koko. They always did an excellent job with aftercare, however after hearing you were thinking about leaving everyone was a little on edge.

Mikey went to his own bedroom at his place for the night, a lot of his thoughts were conflicting him. His mental state hasn’t been entirely stable from various things, you felt like the only good thing in his life and you mentioned leaving. He took the night to be in solitude. He didn’t really fear the consequences of his actions. He couldn't lose you.

The following morning you had gotten the morning after pill. Everything seemed normal, at least for now.

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