Fly Me To The Moon

❝𝙈𝘼𝙆𝙀𝙎 𝙈𝙀 𝙒𝘼𝙉𝙉𝘼 𝘿𝙊 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎 𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝙄 𝙎𝙃𝙊𝙐𝙇𝘿𝙉'𝙏.ᐟ❞

S. SANO + RYUGUJI!F. READER

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ; fucking your little brother's role model while they're just outside is probably something you shouldn't do but shinichiro was just so cute that you couldn't help it!

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 ; smut, public sex?, oral (m receiving), backshots, p in v, slutty!reader kinda, reader is draken's sister, shin being pussy drunk, loser!shin, kinda short, smoking, unprotected sex, shin's weak ass pull out game, reader skin color not mentioned

marls notes 2 u(*´▽｀*) ; one of my all time fav tr writers liked my rinnie post AND reposted it(≧∇≦) !! literally had me giggling and kicking my feet yall :3

The sound of the bell ringing as the door opened gained Shinichio’s attention as he worked on a bike in the front of the shop, he looked up to see who walked in and the cigarette nearly fell out of his mouth with how his lips parted. There stood probably the most beautiful woman Shinichiro had ever seen, you. You stood there with the sunlight shining behind you like you were an angel staring at him with a delightful look on your face, his eyes trailed to your side seeing your little brother, draken standing right next to you with your hand on the side of his head pressing his face into your lower torso as an act of affection but he had an annoyed look on his face obviously not enjoying it.

You must’ve been his sister, draken did say you might come around one day because of how worried you were about where he was going all day after school “You’re Shinichiro right?” You asked tilting your head slightly while you both continued to stare at each other, shinichiro’s cheeks turned a bit red as he continued to gaze at you and your body “Uh yeah.” The smile on your face grew at his response, his voice was hot. He was hot and his voice matched it, you decide then that you need him.

“Cool, I told Kenny I had to meet you or he wouldn’t be able to play.” You said nodding slightly, draken frowned at your comment and began to grumble something about how they weren’t ‘playing’ and how he told you not to call him that in front of people but you didn’t care. You were too busy staring at the Sano man who still hadn’t broken eye contact with you, the only time he did was when his eyes trailed down to your chest. Shinichiro put down the wrench in his hand and looked at draken “They’re out back.” He told the small blonde boy who almost ran out the door before he remembered to look at you asking for permission silently, he knew how strict you were about asking for permission “You heard him, go.” You didn’t have to tell him twice, draken quickly ran out the front door circling the building shouting for Mikey and announcing that he was here which made a giggle escape you as you broke eye contact with the black-haired male to watch your brother.

Shinichiro reached for the rag that was draped on the handle of the bike as he used the opportunity of you not looking at him to observe your body and drool at how your clothes hugged your shape so perfectly “So uh, what’s your name?” He already knew your name, Draken told him but he wanted you to tell him.

To start a conversation y’know?

“[Y/n].” You said watching as the scrawny man wiped his hands free of any grime or oil that had come from the bike, you slightly bit your lip at the sight of his veiny pale hands as you walked closer to him very slowly “That’s a pretty name.” Shinichiro said taking the cigarette out of his mouth before putting it out on the floor he was kneeling on and tossing it behind him, he’d remind himself to clean that up later but right now, he wasn’t moving an inch away especially with you getting closer to him.

“Thank you, y’know shinichiro’s a pretty name too.” You said smiling widely at the compliment and how Shinichiro chuckled lowly at your reply, he was so cute! Him calling your name pretty shouldn’t have meant that much to you because it was just a simple compliment but for you...it was enough to let him fuck you in the back room of the shop after only a few minutes of small talk.

Your hands planted on the flat table black oil getting all over them as you rocked back and forth making the table shake and your breasts that were held by your lacy bra bounce, Shinichiro’s hands held a firm grip on your hips as he relentlessly pounded into you moaning and groaning about how good you felt while he eyed your smooth back as it arched with every harsh hit to your cervix “F-fuck! Shin…!” You moaned out throwing your head back while trying to keep yourself steady while you stared up at the tools propped up on the wall above your head with your lidded eyes full of lust and small tears, it was just so good.

Your shorts were discarded somewhere on the floor along with your panties and shirt leaving you only in your lacey black bra which Shinichiro was dying to rip off, your legs were shaking as you tried to keep standing and not fall to the ground and Shinichiro’s were too, fuck he hadn’t had sex in a while and his legs were cramping but he was not stopping at all. You felt too good for him to stop now “S-so good…! Mhm, f-fuckkkk, baby.” He moaned out running a hand up your smooth back making shivers run down your spine, your face nearly hit the tools on the wall from how violent his thrusts were but you continued moaning like a porn star like your brother, his brother, and their other little friends weren’t outside of this shop right now hanging out. You almost felt guilty for doing this whenever you occasionally heard the fits of giggles and yelling that came from them, key word, almost.

You heard a lot about Shinichiro Sano, the former leader and creator of The Black Dragons. Mainly from your brother who clearly looked up to Shinichiro a lot and he didn't deny it, he told you how he thought Shinichiro was cool for his motor skills but everything else you heard was how he was a loser who got no girls, how he spends most of his time in his shop working on bikes and you were expecting an actual loser, an ugly guy, and thought that this meeting would be short and you’d be quickly to leave but when you caught a glimpse of what he looked like the moment you stepped through the door. You knew you weren’t leaving, not without something from him like his number anyway. You were getting much more than his number.

It didn’t make sense to you how this hot man didn’t get any girls. No one wanted this man? He was hot, and cute, and god did he know how to fuck but their loss, more shin for you;)

“Ow! B-Be...ngh...careful!” You whined through your pitiful moans as Shinichiro delivered a harsh slap to the fat of your ass, he opened his eyes and looked down at you with sweat bullets running down his forehead and nearly closed eyes “Sorry...fuck, beautiful, just–ugh–can’t get enough of ya’.” He responded retreating his hand back to your hip, your hands flew up from the table and onto the wall and the tools covering them in the thick black oil that your palms were coated in. Your cunt tightened around him as you let out a large high-pitched yelp, god you haven’t even known him for twenty minutes and you were already nearing your edge.

But what you didn’t know is that Shinichiro had been holding back for a while so you didn’t think he was a loser for cumming so fast, he was going to wait until you came but this wasn’t really that effective on his part because it’s like holding back and the warmth of your throbbing cunt killed most of the brain cells he had, he wasn’t thinking, there was nothing to think about other than this magnificent pussy of yours. Shinichiro didn’t care about his brother and his stupid friends, he couldn’t give a single shit if they walked in here right now, he’d probably keep going.

Your lips parted forming a small ‘O’ as you breathed heavily “Shit, shit, shit! M’...cumming!” You shouted with your nails digging into the tools on the wall causing you pain but the pleasure overrode it. These words were like the lottery to him as he looked up at the ceiling seeing stars as he felt you cum all over him, he wanted to pull out and spray thick ropes onto your back and that stupid fucking bra he couldn’t take off but he couldn’t and ended up cumming inside, it’s not like he was incompetent, it was just too hard to see anything with the white spots he was seeing.

“Oh my fucking god.” The sano male muttered as he looked at your cunt leaking a mixture of your cum and his own, you were so damn beautiful and his cock sprung up once again when you turned your head to look back at him with a tired face, you glanced down at your back which you expected to be covered in cum before looking at him once again with a tired and evil smile growing on your face and it made him wonder what you were planning to do or say. What he was about to hear would probably put his loser ass in a fucking coma. “Want more.” His eyes widened at your statement and he looked at you like you were crazy. 

You needed more of him, you couldn’t just settle for some sloppy backshots! You didn’t expect him to cum inside of you but now that he had, you craved more. More of his dick, you felt like you would die right here if you didn’t “Huh? More?” Shinichiro questioned as he watched you turn your body around before you lowered yourself to your knees in front of him with your legs spread slightly, his dark eyes lowered down once again gazing at how his cum continued to seep out of you and onto the ground with some smeared on the inside of your thighs. He made eye contact with you and you were looking up at him through your lashes with a sweet look “If that’s…okay with you?” You said continuing to look up at him from your spot on the floor completely ignoring his cock that was in front of your face.

Shinchiro wasn’t that lengthy but what he didn’t have in the length department, he made up with his girth, and boy did you feel all of that thickness when he plunged himself into you. It was like he was re-shaping your walls “Y-Yeah, of course!” Shinichiro said more cheerfully than he wanted to as you put your hands on his clothes thighs as his pants were only lowered a bit, he loved the idea of going at it again but that bra…he wanted–no, he needed it off.

“But, can…can you take off your bra?” He requested nervously making you smile and giggle a bit, he was acting like a virgin! Maybe he was but there was no way a virgin could fuck that good. You hummed in response before reaching your arms back and undoing your bra strap before letting it fall to the ground in front of you and Shinichiro’s mouth was agape at the sight, he was definitely rock hard by now “Glad to see you think m’ pretty.” You said looking at his dick that was standing up straight practically sitting against his lower abdomen, you reached to grab it but remembered the oil all over your hands, Shinchiro didn’t. He didn’t care if you covered his cock with that oil, he just needed you to touch him “Forgot about the oil, sorry.” You said quietly wiping your hands on his jeans before lowering your mouth onto him taking him in with no problem whatsoever.

His head flew back with his black hair springing everywhere “Fuck, m....my god.” He moaned as his hand flew to your head as you bobbed your head up and down, your nose pressing into the messy nest that was his black pubes with your hands remaining on his clothed thighs “God, are you always this straight-forward?” Shinichiro asked looking back down at you trying his hardest not to moan as he got that sentence out, you giggled on his dick sending vibrations to it before you pulled off momentarily to reply.

“No, just f'you. You were too cute, couldn’t resist.” You didn’t even give him a chance to respond before you were back sucking on his cock like it was oxygen, you weren’t…really a whore but you weren’t exactly a virgin mary either. But you never let a guy do this much on the first time you met, hell not even the first week but Shinichiro was special, he was really cute and his dick was too! You had no issue being his little cock whore.

Shameless moans and sucking noises echoed into the atmosphere and Shinichiro began to get dizzy and he was seeing stars once again, Jesus, you were really trying to suck his soul out of him weren’t you? Though he wasn’t complaining, not at all and his pathetic whines and groans were evidence of that. “Fuck! Wanna cum on...y-ou. All on you, will you let me baby?” He wailed with a tight grip on your head as he felt your tongue swirl around his cock and his bright pink tip, you nodded and hummed not removing your lips from around his cock enjoying the taste of yourself and his cum that was left on him. He felt a smile growing on your lips as his back arched slightly at the vibrations you were sending to his dick.

God, he was cumming already and you knew it. You wiped your right hand all over his pants to get rid of any oil that was left on there before removing your lips from him with a thin string of saliva connecting you to his tip. Your hand replaced the warmth and moist place that was in your mouth as you began to jerk him off while looking up at him smiling at his moans and his red face. 

The sano adult eventually came and came all over your face and tits, he tried to regain a steady breathing pace as he looked down at the beautiful sight that was you as you scooped some of the cum that was on your chest before popping your finger in your mouth humming at the taste. He continued to gaze at you even when you looked at him.

“So, wanna go on a date?”

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No because why is he so fine. Like actually what the hell.

I would do literally anything for him.

Talk Dirty To Me

Smau: in which you message them inappropriate things Warnings: 18+ minors and ageless blogs do not interact, not proofread Featuring: Gojo, Geto, Choso, Toji, Nanami, Sukuna, Ino, Shiu, Hiro

I love men who moan, men who whimper unashamedly in your ear. Men who sob, men who cry, men who bite your neck, your shoulder because you feel so good they can't help but drool a little, men who beg "Please baby, you feel so good", their pretty eyes crystallize, men who like to overstimulate themselves by continuing to come in and out of you, with broken grunts and a scratchy throat.

I want #toji fushiguro to stomp on me.

Love Me Wrong [05: Muddle]

content: amnesia, manipulation, corruption, yandere themes, violence/death, blood, dubcon, smut, use of adult toys, overstimulation, fauxcest, exhibitionism

featuring: mikey x reader, koko x reader, sanzu, kakucho

note: okay im really excited about this update! the story continues to unravel and more memories are recovered. heavy bonten violence in this part so proceed with caution. like always dark content ahead so minors can not-so kindly fuck off! feel free to reblog, drop me an ask, and comment <3

words: 4.7k

other: masterlist ; @tometpd ; @hanayanetwork ; @tokyoredlightdistrict

While others chose to place their faith in relationships, people, or some celestial being, Hajime Kokonoi only believed in money and lived his life in pursuit of material gain. It was what had kept him tethered to Mikey’s side after the fall of Tenjiku and Koko had yet to find reason enough to leave Bonten; a treasonous act that he wouldn’t hesitate to commit the moment Bonten blood money stopped lining his pockets and Mikey finally succumbed to his demons.

Something that would happen sooner rather than later thanks to Mikey’s obsession with Kisaki’s amnesic sister.

Like the other ex-Tenjiku members, Koko had known the girl when her real brother had still been alive. She’d been a bright and tenacious young thing, stubbornly trailing behind her brother and Hanma, with sheepish smiles for all of Tenjiku whenever she was caught and berated harshly by Kisaki. A memory that felt like a lifetime ago whenever he saw her shrink away from Mikey during his bouts of rage or stare off into space with that blank look of hers.

Koko had by no means been close to her the way Kakucho had, but his stomach sank regardless when the broken woman hugged her knees and rocked back and forth, trying to understand why her brother abhorred the sight of her one day and worshipped her the next.

Maybe it was some sort of fondness he had for the girl she had once been or maybe he just had a soft spot for sisters, but where had Koko failed to acquire the means to pay for Akane’s surgery, he found himself showering Y/N with gifts using his money rather than the money Mikey wired him; that money was used for the gifts from Mikey.

Gifts that a real brother would never get their younger sister; a sentiment shared by everyone including the recipient. Mikey had Koko order racks of lingerie and revealing clothing in various pastel colors and cases of adult toys that consisted of vibrators, dildos, and plugs of all shapes and sizes. They might have been for his so-called sister, but no one enjoyed them more than him.

Koko could still picture her confused shock when she opened his gifts and the tears she blinked away when he asked her to use them. He could still hear her muffled protests that, after a while, turned into cries of pleasure. A length of time that shortened after each session until her protests stopped altogether.

Mikey’s corruption of Kisaki’s sister made Koko sick, but the real tragedy was his inability to stop his Boss’s perversion. Instead, he made himself feel better by buying everything her heart desired no matter the price. The sheer amount of joy on her face whenever she opened a new gift was worth the expenditure–even if it only lasted for a while before he caught her looking off into space again with that disenchanted look on her face.

Koko could’ve sworn that money was the key to happiness, but as the elevator doors opened and he stepped into the penthouse bright and early with a newly arrived gift from Mikey, he wasn’t so sure anymore.

The pristine home was silent except for the laughter coming from the kitchen. Crossing from the foyer to the living room, Koko found the sender and recipient of the gift at the breakfast bar, perched on two side-by-side high chairs. Y/N leaned toward Mikey and smiled as she fed him a forkful of what appeared to be his favorite fluffy pancakes.

Koko awkwardly cleared his throat and two sets of eyes fell on him as he approached the duo. Mikey appeared displeased with Koko’s presence until his eyes trailed to the box and his lips twitched with the beginnings of a grin. Kisaki’s sister was warmer in her reception, sheepishly offering Koko a plate of pancakes as she stepped down to greet him; a courtesy that was hindered by Mikey’s arm that snaked around her waist and pulled her snug between his parted legs.

“Mikey!” She squealed, twisting her head to shoot him a disapproving look that he ignored.

It had been two weeks since that trip to eliminate Chairman Morita and two weeks since Mikey started fucking his so-called sister. The other Bonten members had assumed they’d crossed that threshold already, but Koko knew better. Instead of using his dick, Mikey had used toys or other methods to condition her into what he wanted.

Koko believed Mikey had enough restraint to not fuck the woman he claimed for a sister, but something had changed during that trip and whatever invisible force had kept him at bay dissipated.

Ever since then, Mikey had made it a habit in taking her whenever and wherever. Sometimes he’d drag her to her room and lock the door behind them, the obnoxious sounds of their coupling loud enough to carry to the living room. Other times he would simply take her wherever he found her, be it the kitchen or the living room, and in front of whoever. He’d harshly bend her over the nearest flat surface, bunch up her skirt, tear off her panties, and fuck her raw like an animal in heat. While most of the Bonten members present would flee the scene, Sanzu and, on occasion, Rindou would stay behind to watch. Sanzu would be the most shameless out of the two, stroking himself to completion as he took in the salacious sight. Rindou, on the other hand, kept his hands off his dick and just watched, leaving as soon Kisaki’s sister orgasmed.

“Bring it over and open it,” Mikey said, gesturing toward him with the hand that wasn’t buried underneath his sister’s shirt.

Placing the box on the table, he cut off the tape with his pocket knife and opened the tabs to reveal the set of restraints Mikey had ordered. Releasing the flustered woman, Mikey took out one of the adjustable black cuffs. They were leather, lined with fur, and had a metal ring. Mikey eyed the cuff and traced a finger over the adjustable strap while Y/N watched with a perplexed look.

“What is that?” She asked only to gasp when Mikey took hold of her wrist and put on the cuff.

“Your new toy,” Mikey replied with a hint of amusement. Before she could ask for clarification, he thrust the box into her hands. “Now, go to the room, put these on, and wait for me just the way I like you.”

While Koko didn’t know for certain what Mikey meant, it wasn’t hard to discern from her reaction. She flushed and lowered her head before clutching the box against her chest and fleeing to her room, not sparing Koko another glance.

Mikey took another bite of his pancakes while Koko made his way to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water to put some much-needed space between himself and his boss. Away from Mikey’s direct field of vision, he sipped his water as slowly as possible, waiting for the other male to join his so-called sister.

“You haven’t had a turn with her, right?”

Koko was between sips and set the glass on the counter, knowing where Mikey’s question was leading up to. “No, I haven’t.”

“Hmmm… let’s change that,” Mikey replied and Koko could make out the clank of the fork against the ceramic plate and the chair legs sliding on hardwood. “Join me.”

Koko had thought he knew the extent of Y/N’s corruption, but walking into her blindingly white room to find her in the middle of her bed, straddling a pillow and rutting against it with her head thrown back, eyes closed, and a series of whiney moans falling from her lips went beyond Koko’s expectations. Her wrists and ankles were cuffed and she’d even fastened the chains to her wrists, rattling as her hands trailed up her stomach to her erect nipples that she played with.

“Good girl,” Mikey purred and palmed his growing erection as he made his way to the bed. She let out a pleased hum and peered at them, her eyes widening slightly at Koko before shifting her attention to the man that played the role of brother, lover, and captor.

“Need your help, Mikey,” she whined, tossing her slick covered pillow to the side and crawling toward him. “Doesn’t feel good without you.”

She nuzzled against his tented pants and Mikey gently combed his fingers through her hair as his breathing grew strained.

Koko watched the scene unfold with a mixture of revulsion and desire. He didn’t approve of the woman’s corruption but even that staunch sentiment was not enough to stop his innate response to her nice tits, bare ass, and wet cunt just begging to be stretched and filled.

“Koko,” Mikey hissed, drawing out the man from his conflicted thoughts to find Y/N already sucking him off. “Pick out two toys to use on my pretty sister’s pussy.”

Her thighs clenched together at Mikey’s demand and her mouth eagerly took in more of her brother. Tearing his gaze, Koko shuffled into the walk-in closet, pulled out the nearest case, and haphazardly picked the first toys he saw: a wand and a large dildo.

Back in the room, Mikey had joined Kisaki’s sister on the bed. He had her seated between his legs and pressed against his chest as he leaned back on her cushioned white headboard. The two chains dangling from her wrists had been connected to the cuffs around her ankles, forcing her legs open and limiting her mobility. Her mouth hung open and let out a series of incoherent noises while Mikey’s slender fingers worked her aroused nipples, tweaking, rolling, and rubbing her sensitive nubs.

Koko tore his gaze away from her and rounded the bed to set the toys next to Mikey who fixed him a cold look.

“What are you doing?” Mikey demanded and gestured toward the items. “You’re the one that’s gonna use them on her.”

Swallowing his protest, Koko picked up both toys and walked to the foot of the large bed, waiting for Mikey’s shallow nod of approval before joining them.

He settled between the woman’s trembling legs and inhaled sharply when his eyes settled on her sex. Slick coated her slit and folds. The bundle of nerves at the top was already engorged and just begging to be touched. Her cunt twitched and leaked even more slick with each jerk of her hips.

It was only then that Koko understood why Sanzu begged Mikey to let him fuck her one more time. Why Rindou locked himself in his room and furiously jerked off after watching Mikey fuck her. Why even Mochi–who’d never cared for Kisaki’s sister, occasionally voiced his desire to fuck her throat again.

Her entire body was begging to be fucked and Koko found himself unable to resist–not that Mikey would’ve let him anyway.

Koko swallowed as his hands ran up her soft thighs before stopping at her folds. A high-pitched whine left Y/N’s lips and her hips bucked forward.

“P-please, Koko,” she begged, and he looked up to find her teary gaze already fixed on him. “Wanna feel good.”

Despite knowing that the pleading woman wasn’t in her right mind, Koko turned on the wand to its medium setting and gently pressed the head against her clit.

Kisaki’s sister jolted forward with a gasp but her restraints and Mikey’s hold on her chest kept her in place. Koko kept the vibrating head against her clit for a couple of minutes before lowering it to her fluttering hole and coating it with her slick. When he saw her body relax slightly, he promptly raised the head back to her clit and worked her up again.

While no stranger to toys, Koko couldn’t say he had a penchant for them. He’d only used them a couple of times on his partners and the only one who actually enjoyed them had been Inupi but seeing Y/N react so enthusiastically to the wand made him want to reconsider his stance. He wanted to draw out all sorts of sounds and expressions from her and watch her come undone from his ministrations.

After a while, Koko turned up the vibrations to the maximum setting and pressed the head lightly against her clit while he grabbed the dildo next to him. It was longer and thicker than the average dick with exaggerated veins and a defined head. Holding it by the base, he rubbed the length along her slit and coated it with her creamy cum as she gasped from the sudden contact.

Koko could tell Kisaki’s sister was close to overstimulation and wasted no time in pressing the head against her cunt and easing it in. A lengthy moan left her lips while Koko watched her greedy cunt swallow the girthy toy inch by inch.

Curious about her reaction, Koko looked up hoping to see her pretty eyes on him only to find her looking back at Mikey, eyes lidded and swollen lips parted.

“That’s it. Stick your tongue out and I’ll give you a reward, pretty girl.”

Mikey’s jaw moved for a couple of moments before tilting his puckered mouth over Kisaki’s sister’s and letting a stringy wad of saliva fall on her waiting tongue.

Disgusted and insulted by her disregard for the man making her cum, Koko pressed the wand head harder over her clit and grinned when she let out a choked gasp. He then adjusted the position of the dildo to press against her forewall and proceeded to thrust it in and out of her messy cunt at an increasing pace.

Guided by her bodily reactions and encouraging sounds, Koko didn’t let up on his ministrations even when her creamy essence gathered on his hand and spurts of clear fluids coated her inner thighs and soaked the sheets below. He only stopped when his name rang out in a high-pitched whine.

“Koko, please! S’too much– I-I can’t!”

Koko switched off the wand and looked up to find Kisaki’s sister peering down at him with teary eyes and the beginnings of a satiated smile forming. It was a moment during which Koko forgot all about Mikey until the wand was plucked out of his hand by said man and thrown against the full-length mirror across the room, shattering it into pieces.

At the loud crash, Koko jerked backward and Kisaki’s sister screamed. None of the deranged glee remained on Mikey’s face. In its place was that barely subdued fury of his that terrified most and unnerved everyone else. And when his lips parted and a forced laugh echoed in the room, neither Koko nor Y/N dared to breathe.

“Oh no, looks like we’ll have to buy another one.” He turned to Koko. “Let Sanzu know we’ll be making a shopping trip today.”

Despite making a trip to one of Tokyo’s most luxurious department stores, Koko couldn’t help but think it was more of a punishment. Whether it was Sanzu’s pissy mood after coming down from his high, the shitty Tokyo traffic, or the fact that Mikey was in the backseat fucking his fake sister, Koko wasn’t sure–maybe, it was a combination of all three.

“Mmmm! Ah- s’good Mikey! Gonna cum- Nghhh!”

Koko spared a glimpse at the duo through the rearview mirror and averted his gaze immediately when he found Mikey’s eyes already on him as he bucked into Y/N. He tried focusing on the road, on the idiot in front of him riding his breaks, on Sanzu fidgeting with his handgun, on anything except Mikey’s grunts and Y/N’s moans that made him want to drive the sedan off a fucking bridge.

It was through a sheer miracle that Koko made it to their destination, and he wasted no time in exiting the vehicle, handing off the keys to a lower Bonten member, and waiting for Mikey to finish with his sister before also exiting the car.

They were accompanied by eight other Bonten members as they entered the department store. Like all of their other trips in public, the establishment was bought out for their private use and only a selection of paid-off workers were allowed to service them. Tired of dealing with Mikey and his sick powerplays, Koko strayed to the back of the Bonten hoard, away from the trio of Mikey, Kisaki’s sister, and Sanzu who led the way.

What originally was supposed to be a simple shopping trip for a new mirror quickly turned into a shopping spree thanks to Mikey’s desire to spoil his “sister”. They spent hours browsing the massive building as Y/N shopped to her heart’s content. Every item she admired for more than five seconds was collected by a suited Bonten lackey and brought along for purchase. Apart from Y/N and Mikey, the entire experience was boring to the point of being almost torturous. Even Sanzu, who worshipped the ground Mikey walked on, looked like he wanted to choke Y/N every time she wandered to the next display with a serene Mikey in tow.

A serenity that was cut short when they made it to the beauty section and the female employee there called out to Kisaki’s sister by name.

“Y/N!” A mousy woman blurted as she approached them. The shift in the mood was almost palpable and Koko could see Sanzu and Mikey stiffen as Kisaki’s sister hesitantly stepped toward the worker.

“It’s been ages since I last saw you! How are you?”

At the woman’s words, Koko let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding and his response rippled across the rest of the Bonten men–except for Mikey and Sanzu who were as still as tigers ready to pounce on their unsuspecting prey.

“Oh, umm… I’m doing great.” At the hesitation in her answer, it was clear Kisaki’s sister hadn’t recognized her acquaintance but even that didn’t change Mikey and Sanzu’s demeanor.

The mousy woman appeared bewildered by the response. “Really? I just expected you to still be mourning Hanma. Especially since it was on the anniversary of Kisa–”

The deafening gunshot cut through the tension, reverberating off the walls and into Koko’s ears. For a moment, he didn’t know who’d fired the shot and who’d received it until Kisaki’s sister let out a blood-curdling scream, and Koko spotted the other woman bleeding out on the floor with a bullet hole through the center of her head.

While it was hardly the first lethal gunshot he’d witnessed, Koko still found himself in shock. His muscles tensed, jaw clenched, and heart hammered painfully in his chest as a sharp ringing echoed in his ears. When he did manage to avert his gaze from the blood bath, he saw Sanzu trembling violently and still pointing the gun he’d shot.

The only one who was unphased by the violent act was Mikey. Koko would even venture to say Bonten’s boss was more at ease than he had been with the mousy woman alive.

Kisaki’s sister collapsed on the blood-soaked floor and sobs wracked her body. Her face was covered in a spray of her friend’s blood, arms hung limp at her sides, and wide trembling eyes remained glued on the corpse.

Koko carefully approached her when no one else stepped up, avoiding the blood and crouching next to her. Despite her silent cries, her shock had only worsened in the moments after and all she could manage were rapid shallow gasps that seemed to do more harm than good.

Koko was about to comfort Kisaki’s sister when Mikey suddenly sauntered over and knelt beside her as well. His face was devoid of all emotion as he reached out for her; something Koko had not seen since she’d woken up.

“Y/N, we need t–”

There was a collective jolt of surprise among the Bonten men as everyone witnessed Kisaki’s sister scratch Mikey’s cheek in defiance. He also appeared just as shocked as his men, black eyes wide and mouth slack-jawed as three thin crimson lines surfaced across his pale skin.

“G-Get away from me!” She shrieked, recoiling from him when the gravity of her actions dawned on her.

With a growl, Sanzu lurched forward, gun in hand, and fixed the shaken woman with a murderous glare.

“You little bitch!”

He lunged for her but stopped dead in his tracks when she stared up at him in horror and pointed an accusatory finger.

“I-It was you!… you’re the one… y-you killed Hanma!”

For the first time, Koko saw genuine fear flash across Mikey’s face as the woman he’d come to care for glared at the man who’d now murdered two of her friends. Blood pulsated in Koko’s ears as he desperately tried to gather his thoughts amidst the chaos around him.

Were all of her memories back?

Would Mikey order her death?

“Yeah, I killed that fucking rat.”

Koko snapped his head up to find Sanzu sneering down at Kisaki’s sister. He let out a humorless chuckle before aiming the gun at her head. Faced with the black gun barrel, sobs ripped from her chest but she stood frozen in place, whether it was out of terror or resignation Koko couldn’t tell. All he knew was that for all of Sanzu’s twisted interest in Kisaki’s sister, his loyalty to Mikey was far greater and he wouldn’t hesitate to kill anyone that laid a hand on his King.

“Sanzu!”

Mikey’s reprimanding roar resounded with everyone but none more so than Sanzu, who flinched and obediently lowered his gun, tucking it into his pants pocket.

Once the gun was out of sight, Y/N’s muscles relaxed and she visibly deflated. It wasn’t until her eyes rolled to the back of her skull, however, that Koko realized she was passing out and caught her before she joined her deceased friend on the floor. He cradled her bloody, tear-stained face and held her close to him, not caring if it ruined his clothes.

“Take her back home, Koko,” Mikey’s emotionless voice eventually rang out, killing the heavy silence that had permeated the room since his earlier outburst. “We’ll take care of this mess.”

“But Mi–”

Sanzu’s protest died on his tongue with a single threatening look from Mikey and his mouth closed with a click.

“Understood,” Koko replied with a nod, wondering if he’d witness the death of another innocent sister that just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Like all of your other memories, your recollections of Hanma came back in fragments. You remembered his appearance, the intensity of his gaze, the pull of his lips, and the languorous manner in which his body moved. You remembered his scent of lingering cigarette smoke, earthy soap, and musk, and the calming effect it had over you. You remembered tidbits of his likes, dislikes, and habits. But above all, you remembered your final moments with him. The walk you took through a snow-covered path as you brainstormed lunch spots together. The chilling encounter with Sanzu that caused Hanma to stiffen and protectively pull you behind him. The desperation in his voice as he ordered you to run.

The entire process of recovering your memories reminded you of the sheltered life that had been created for you. A life that was full of half-truths, non-committal answers, and furtive glances exchanged by your caretakers. The one you’d woken up to where your days were spent completing meaningless tasks that only distracted you from the helplessness that plagued you. A disheartening feeling that was the direct result of your missing memories coupled with the disapproval from Mikey and the rest of Bonten when you tried to recover them.

But instead of making up excuses for their reasoning the way you usually did, you came to a different conclusion after waking up pressed next to Koko in a moving car–maybe their lies weren’t as white as you’d once believed. Maybe they were a more sinister color like the scarlet blood that had spurted out of the woman who had sealed her fate the moment she tried telling you about your past. Or perhaps their lies were darker like the tacky, russet red blood that now coated your legs and made your stomach turn.

Swallowing the bile that had risen, you stirred and felt Koko’s breath hitch.

“Why did Sanzu kill Hanma?” You asked, putting some distance between the two of you. After the horrific events that had transpired and the conflicting nature of your recovered memories, you couldn’t continue to live oblivious to the discrepancies. You needed answers and Koko would have to give them to you.

He let out an exasperated sigh and ran his fingers through his hair. As expected, your question seemed to trouble him, but you didn’t back down. You kept your gaze steadily fixed on him and waited for his answer.

“He… betrayed Mikey,” Koko replied, his eyes sharp and carefully gauging your reaction.

“Then why did it seem like– no, why was he protecting me?”

His eyes widened slightly but he quickly schooled his face. “Hanma was lying to you. He was planning on using you against Mikey but Sanzu found you before he had the chance.”

Koko’s confession left you dumbfounded and hurt. You buried your head into your hands and closed your eyes, struggling to remember the aftermath of that encounter only to find yourself with a throbbing headache and hot tears burning your eyes.

“That can’t be true.” You gripped your hair in frustration. “H-He was my friend and my brother’s… it- it just doesn’t make sense.”

An arm wrapped around your shoulders and drew you in. “I’m sorry, Y/N, but you have to believe it. Hanma was a traitor and you know what happens to traitors.”

“W-What about that woman?” You demanded in disbelief as you wriggled out of his grasp. “Why was she killed after mentioning Hanma?”

His face twisted into that familiar look of pitying reproach most of the Bonten members wore around you. It made you feel foolish and small compared to them.

“She was also working with him. Why else do you think she mentioned him?”

You hated how logical his explanation was because, even if there was lingering doubt, you had nothing to offer as a counterargument; your memories had already been declared tainted. Left with nothing but frustration bubbling in your chest, you balled your fists and blinked away your tears before Koko drew you into his chest like a parent comforting a child.

And much like a child, you didn’t argue with him. You didn’t even fight him off. You just buried your face in his chest and let the helplessness sink back in as he once again warned you against discussing your missing memories with Mikey.

“It’s best if you don’t bring this up to Mikey. He won’t like it, especially after that scratch you gave him.”

Filled with shame over your violent outburst, you remained wordlessly still in Koko’s arms the rest of the way home, and for the first time since you’d woken up, you dreaded seeing Mikey again.

The entire elevator ride up to the top floor, you mulled over various ways to apologize to your brother. Would he prefer a nice dinner, a decadent dessert, or would letting him fuck you any way he wanted be best?

Upon deciding on a combination of all three, the elevator door opened and you followed Koko into the penthouse, making out voices from the living room. Burying your doubt concerning your past, you braced yourself for Mikey’s reception by plastering a smile on your face.

But instead of focusing on Mikey, your eyes traveled to another figure in the room you didn’t recognize until he turned around. Standing between Mikey and the Haitani brothers, you locked eyes with a face from your past that brought upon an onslaught of memories. It was the boy-turned-man with the jagged scar that ran across his handsome face. The one with a rough exterior that had once made your heart flutter from his unexpected caring gestures and awkward but comforting words.

Forgetting about Mikey and the other Bonten members present, you ran into Kakucho’s arms and broke into tears from the overwhelming emotion of recovering more of your missing memories and reuniting with a dear old friend.

ᨳ Oh brother!

stepbro!rindou x stepsis!reader x stepbro!ran

summary: your stepbro’s are so mean to you and your mother does nothing to stop them! Instead, she decides to leave you all alone, so that you could all “bond” in peace!

content + warnings: fem!reader, dubcon, pseudo-incest, non consensual recording, panty stealing, fingering, male masturbation, vaginal penetration, threesomes, creampie, anal, overstimulation, blackmailing, dark content.

tagging: @ambrodias

wc: 1.6k

You hated them! You absolutely hated them so much. Ever since your mother had married their father your life has been absolute hell! By them, you mean your new stepbrothers, Ran and Rindou! They were the absolute worse, constantly teasing you and stealing your stuff. You weren’t stupid, you noticed your underwear and even a few of bras have been going missing - and you knew those perverted freaks probably took them! You weren’t blind either, you were fully aware of the lecherous looks Rindou would give you when he thought you weren’t looking. 

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toji makes the sluttiest expression when he fucks you. and you know it because he mostly fucks you in mating press. you see it upclose. his brows knit together, sweat on the forehead trickling it's way down to his jawline, teeth grinding to the point where it threatens to fall off when he grunts.

but in between all of those, there's a moment where you come so hard that your pussy starts swallowing him. that is exactly when he breaks. the grinding set of teeth fall apart and his mouth is left agape to leave out the most whore-ish moan, head thrown back with his eyes squeeze shut, he feels like he could cry the way your pussy pulses around his cock.

even in all those moments, he never loses his rhythm. they just get more intense, more sexual. more aggressive. almost as if he is punishing you for making him lose his usual tough guy composure and making him moan. he is a slut at heart but if someone ever says that out loud, they'll meet death. but you are exceptional. you are allowed. it kills him that you are his weakness. that won't stop him from making an absolute mess out of you and your sweet cunt. and for that, he'll beg like a dog to you. you know it and you take advantage of it. squeezing your pussy tight so he can lose it all. that's your man. no wait. that's your manwhore.

❝𝙎𝙏𝙐𝙋𝙄𝘿 𝙎𝙇𝙐𝙏.ᐟ❞

BONTEN + BIMBO!F. READER

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ; you didn't plan on showing your new tattoo to save your ass but this wouldn't have happened in the first place if you weren't being such a stupid slut in the club!!

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 ; smut, gangbang/groupsex, rough sex, sloppy sex, degradation, praise sorta, p in v, oral (reader giving), handjobs, anal, like a lot of sex, voyeurism, belly-bulging, reverse cowgirl, dumbification, humiliation, recording, jealousy sex, reader wears makeup, petnames (baby, dollface, princess, etc), UNEDITED and skin color not mentioned

It wasn’t your fault. You just wanted to have fun at the club for once because finally, none of the Bonten members were looming over your shoulder like a hawk because they had ‘different’ business to attend to, well that’s what they told you. Still, you knew that just meant they were going to kill someone or something like that. It’s not exactly ‘okay’ to do that but you were kind of glad it was happening because usually, they didn’t even let you have more than three shots at the club; Haruchiyo sometimes snuck you one more or let you get a bit of his coke but that’s it and you weren’t able to actually go clubbing. Regardless of what you took, you still had to sit next to them wherever they went and by the slight chance that they’d allow you to, someone would go with you.

They were so protective that it was annoying. Couldn’t even talk to the bartender without Koko or Takeomi coming behind you draping their arm somewhere on your body and asking what you were doing. So of course you weren’t paying attention to shit when you were finally left alone.

As you danced with your friend, running your hands all over your body and smoothing down the fabric of your short dress to the rhythm of the music. Your tongue hanging out and everything with your eyes closed; you were lost in the moment. So lost that you didn’t realize your friend was no longer behind you and instead, there was a guy. And yes, you will admit that maybe you should have noticed this or at least looked back at your friend but it’s still not entirely your fault! If you leave your cat in front of a open door, they’re gonna leave without a second though so what did they expect you to do?

But when you heard your name getting called and saw Mikey and Rindou glaring at you hatefully, you realized that there’s a reason why cats are supposed to be kept inside. Well, you didn’t realize that immediately because at first, you just didn’t understand why they were all ignoring you. After all, they weren’t explaining anything…you hated it when they did that. They knew you weren’t the brightest so you spent practically the entire walk to the car, and when you got in the car, begging Mikey just to explain to you but he stayed silent. Barely spared you a glance and everyone else did the same.

You sat on Mikey’s side staring at him with a frown on your face just wanting him to pay you some attention and tell you what you did wrong. “Mikey, please…’m just confused.” You whined grabbing hold of his arm. You’d been begging the entire time and he hadn’t even said anything to you, only pushing you away. Hell, you even took off your heels to run after him and the rest of the guys on your way out of the club because they were ignoring you purposefully and walking fast as hell. Probably by the orders of Mikey.

Ran sighed and ran his nimble fingers through the multi-colored strands of his hair “Shut the hell up, god.” He said with a groan and Haruchiyo chuckled, his diamond-shaped scars on the sides of his mouth stretching.

“Can’t really expect her to be quiet can you? I mean baby girl just confused, ain’t you?” The pink-haired man said turning his attention to you and you nodded violently as Mikey pushed you away from him. You quickly hopped over to the green-eyed man who was welcoming you with open arms to sit on his lap while Takeomi grumbled about Haruchiyo’s sweet spot for you which was ridiculous for him to say.

If anything, Haruchiyo was the most sadistic out of them all. Shoving a gun down your throat and making you suck on it, inviting you into the execution room and making you shoot one of the traitors knowing how sensitive you were about that and that you were going to cry about the blood and how it splashed on you. He only did shit like this when everyone else was mad to piss them off even if he was just as mad. Kokonoi, Kakucho, and Rindou were the ones with the soft spots (any maybe Mikey just a bit) but that’s for another time…

“Haru, what did I do…? Tell me.” You asked into his ear whilst wrapping your arms around his neck, you really wanted someone to tell you what you did wrong so you could make up for it. Haruchiyo merely shrugged at you with a sick grin on his face, you turned your head to locate the heterochromatic-eyed male who was always sure to stick up for you when everyone else was being so mean. “Kaku…” You muttered standing up from Haruchiyo’s lap while he tried to get a glance under your dress. Kakucho merely sighed as you plopped down onto his lap looking at him with those wide teary eyes.

He felt bad, he really did but it was your turn to learn. Almost every punishment, he was there for you; kakucho always went soft on you and praised you but he couldn’t do that this time.

This wasn’t a just normal thing you did like annoying everyone, it was more than that and he was upset too. So he stayed silent. “Sorry pretty.” He muttered placing his hands on your hips. You opened your glossy lips to let out pleas and whines once again not even noticing the sound of the safety of a gun clicking off.

“Shut the fuck up,” Mikey said in an unnaturally soft tone interrupting whatever you were going to say. Your head turned to look at him to ask why he was being so mean but your eyes widened seeing his gun pointed right at you. Mikey’s finger was nowhere near the trigger but you didn’t look at small shit like that, you saw a gun in your face and you went quiet. It’s hard to keep talking when Bonten’s leader has a gun pointed at your forehead.

You stared at Mikey with your lips parted slightly in shock. Ran grinned in amusement at this as did Haruchiyo and Koko but everyone else had a straight face waiting for more to happen and wondering what you would do. Would you keep talking like a dumbass or shut up? It was always a surprise which one you’d choose. “Hopping from lap to lap asking what you did wrong like a stupid slut. If no one’s answering you that means we don’t want to hear your fucking mouth!” Mikey shouted making you flinch and shut your eyes.

“While we were doing our job, we got word that you’re in the club acting as if no one fucking owns you all over some fuckhead; so I had to stop our meeting mid-way because clearly, you have no fucking brain in there!” Mikey said with a frown decorating his face, he was clearly pissed off at you. More than anyone else and it made sense. You may have been Bonten’s whore but in the end, you were Mikey’s, you went home with him, and slept in the bed with him beyond sex so of course he was the most upset about it.

It didn’t matter what you had to say about the situation and thinking that it was your friend because it wasn’t making Mikey any less angry. It wasn’t making any of them less angry at you.

“But–” “Get the fuck over here.” Mikey interrupted you with a demand which you were hesitant to oblige to. You didn’t even get a chance to look at Kakucho or anyone for help because the Hitto man gently slapped your bottom before taking his hands away from your hips signaling you to listen to Mikey. You hesitantly stood to your feet and slowly walked over to the white-haired man with your hands balled up in fists. Mikey tilted the gun down in a direction for you to get on the ground and you nervously played with the hem of your dress.

Staring up at him with your mascara-coated lashes just waiting for him to give you a direction made him rock hard “I’m tired of hearing your excuses, you’re gonna stuff your mouth until I feel like hearing you. Understand?” Mikey asked. You were lucky really. Usually, when Mikey was this upset at you, he wouldn’t ask if you understood or not and just would’ve shoved your head down on his cock because you had no choice but to not understand. But you still had something to say.

Maybe if you told him about the new tattoo you got, he’d stop being so mad at you. You got the Bonten tattoo right on your pelvis and was just waiting for the moment to show them all; this was not the time you planned but it’d hopefully get them off your ass about this situation. You hooked your fingers on his boxers and pants, pulling them down slowly debating if he’d let you live long enough to even mention the tattoo once you opened your mouth. Blinking up at him ignoring the gun above your gaze, you grew nervous but still decided to speak “M-Mikey…I–” Mikey’s other hand came to the back of your head before shoving your open mouth down on his hard dick not letting you get another word out.

“Didn’t I tell you I was tired of hearing you?” Mikey said as tears burned in the back of your skull from his harshness, your acrylics dug into his pale thighs as you sat there on the floor of the limo under all their eyes. It was embarrassing and it made your panties drenched in your arousal. “She’s stupid, what’d you expect?” Koko said with a scoff as he typed something on his phone, hardly interested in what was happening because he wasn’t getting his dick wet. 

Ran leaned against the back of his hand staring at Koko “Boss said he didn’t wanna hear her whining, think you should shut up too.” He said and the long-haired male rolled his eyes muttering ‘Whatever’ and then he began to type harder on his phone before turning it off and putting it in his life. Sheer seconds later, Ran’s phone notification went off making the male’s grin extend but he stayed quiet. “We need to do something about Misaki.” Mikey started to lower his gun as he spoke before discarding it on the seat beside him letting you relax a bit but you didn’t dare take your mouth off his cock. He’d be upset if you stopped sucking.

No one said anything and just waited for him to continue “Sanzu, Takeomi, you’re going to keep track of him and all his guys.” Mikey said with a small grunt and Haruchiyo’s face twisted into one of confusion and anger.

“Why the hell do I have to go with the old man!? That’s what Mochi’s for.”

“Believe me, I’m not exactly joyful to go with you either.”

Ran laughed at their banter before his gaze traveled to you “Well, if you haven’t noticed, Mochi is taking care of that animal back at the club because little miss slut…” He places the bottom of his incredibly expensive shoe on the back of your head making a whimper come from your mouth “Wanted to get her princess parts touched…” Ran ended with a mocking tone almost talking in a baby-ish voice whilst pressing his foot down harder on your head. You gagged around the shorter male’s cock as tears slowly came down your face.

You hadn’t even noticed Mochi was missing because of how busy you were trying to find out what you did wrong and even apologizing despite not knowing what you did.

You just didn’t want them to be upset but it seemed your attempt at that just made them more angry at you “Ugh, should’ve let me do it. I’d make that fucker suffer.” The mullet-haired man said leaning back against his seat and grabbing the cigarette from Rindou’s hand “You get too messy.” Mikey stated simply glancing down at you as you continued to look up at him but when his dark and gloomy eyes met yours, your eyes dropped immediately “Oh like you’re not gonna make her a mess.” Haruchiyo replied and grinned at his boss with narrowed eyes.

Mikey didn’t reply and only looked down at you once again and you did the same thing as before. He didn’t like that at all.

He knew you wanted something from him or more like you needed to tell him something but for some reason, you didn’t. You never made eye contact with him when you were keeping something from him “Stop looking at me like that. Talk.” Mikey said planting his hand on your forehead before pushing you off his dick harsher than he intended making you fall back on your elbows.

You coughed lightly while wiping the small tears that hadn’t yet dared to mess up your makeup. “I-I…I wanted to show you something.” You said nervously as you shifted onto your knees grabbing at the hem of your dress and trying to gather up the confidence to look at him in his eyes, you knew how he hated it when you didn’t look at him when he talked to you and he was getting a bit upset with how often you were looking away from him.

Mikey lifted his hand off his knee gesturing for you to do what you wanted. You slowly stood to your feet in front of Mikey, his knees on either side of your body leaving a bit of space between himself and you. Mikey watched as you lifted your dress just below your boobs and his eyes immediately caught the tattoo on your pelvis that dipped into your panties. It was the Bonten tattoo with the only difference being the dot in the middle was a heart, he ran his thumb over the tattoo and pulled the waistline of your thong down just a bit so he could see the full inked skin. “…Wanted to make it cute.” You said with a smile forming on your lips at his reaction.

Mikey continued to stare at the tattoo in awe running his fingers over it to see if it was real and wouldn’t wipe off “It is cute baby.” His voice was softer than before as his eyes flickered up to yours, his hands went to your hips “Think you should show everyone else.” The Sano man didn't give you any time to react or protest (though you wouldn’t have) before he turned you around making your bare torso visible to everyone.

“Holy shit…” “Fuck pretty you’re so hot.” “Cute.” “C’mere dollface.” The compliments from the men made you grin wider, almost giggling at all of the attention. Koko then grabbed your wrist gently and pulled you out of Mikey’s arms and toward him before he began to rub his fingertips over the tattoo “You pay for this yourself love?” The long-haired male asked not looking up at you, you merely shook your head with a negative hum “Used your card.” A smile stretched across Koko’s mouth at your words before he pressed a small wet kiss to your pelvis on the ink “Good.” Rindou then reached over and grabbed your other arm, pulling you over to him and into his lap before you could respond to Koko.

His palm was placed directly onto the tattoo as he chuckled in your ear with Haruchiyo and Ran on either side of him chuckling as well “Gonna have fun with this, that’s for sure.” Ran said and Haruchiyo nodded in agreement with a devilish grin on his face, Rindou’s hand slowly drifted into your thong with his fingers trailing down to your clit “This why you wanted to be ass up so bad the other day?” Rindou asked tilting his head, his lips ghosting over yours and of course, when you went to connect them, he pulled away.

As nice as rindou was compared to those monsters, Takeomi, Haruchiyo, and Ran, he could be just as mean well…not exactly as mean.

Haruchiyo’s hand grabbed your chin harshly and he turned your attention toward him “Gotta let me eat this pussy baby…” He said licking his lips and once again, before you could even say anything, you were interrupted. “Who says you get to have ‘er first?” Ran said with a scoff as he put his hand on your leg, it was only adding to the small bit of pleasure his brother was giving to you by circling your clit. Takeomi scoffed as Kakucho just shook his head “She needs someone soft first. You guys will tear her in half.” The scarred-face man said folding his arms across his chest but his words only earned more noises of disapproval.

“Oh please! You’ll end up coddling her anyway.”

“Dollface loves getting split in half right?”

“You’re a bunch of selfish fucks.”

“And you’re not? Don’t act like you didn’t keep her to yourself all day yesterday Koko.”

As the men began to argue, you felt yourself being torn from Rindou’s lap and it seemed no one noticed.

You looked behind you to see the culprit of the action, Mikey. You gave him a small smile as you sat down on his lap but he didn’t return it and just continued to stare at you with his tired eyes “Take them off.” You weren’t really smart but you didn’t have to know rocket science to know what he was referring to. Nervously glancing at the men who were raising their voices at each other fighting over who got to use you first and then back at Mikey who was, surprisingly, waiting patiently. You began to pull the panties from your hips and let them drop to your ankles before stepping out of them staring at the damp spot in them as they lay on the floor useless as they always were.

You went to turn around to face Mikey but he stopped you “Look at them and be quiet.” And you did as you sat back down on his lap but this time, you felt his cock sliding inside of your slick hole making you shiver. You let out the smallest moan but it gained the attention of most people in the room, the people who didn’t hear only looked at you because everyone else went silent and turned to you. “Didn’t I say be quiet? Can’t listen for anything…” The short-haired male whispered in your ear while he held onto your hips.

“Oh shit look,” Ran said pointing at the bulge in your tummy that happened to be angled right where the tattoo was, making it poke out. “Fuck…are you gonna have her all to yourself, Mikey? Shit’s not fair.” Takeomi said letting out a low hiss and Haruchiyo nodded in agreement “Yeah, you told–” “She gotta get her present before her punishment.” Mikey said interrupting the long-haired male as he put his chin on your shoulder to look at you with his dead eyes. You glanced at him nervously, you thought that this would make him less mad at you and stop this ‘punishment’ but I guess not. “Well…shouldn’t that be the other way around?” You asked putting a manicured finger on your lip.

Mikey hummed raising his voice a few octaves to mock you “Well…you’re taking it this way.” His voice returned to normal halfway through his sentence “And stay quiet, we’re still talking. Now get moving, I’ll help after.” Mikey demanded slapping your leg and earning a whine from you but you nodded in agreement before beginning to move slowly with your lips glued shut not trying to let out any noises as all eyes were locked on you. When Mikey cleared his throat, their gaze focused past your form.

Your hands grabbed at Mikey’s skinny thighs as a support line as you heard him open his mouth to speak “Sanzu, Takeomi, I expect you to be professional about this. Do not have a repeat of last time.” It was ridiculous how he could speak so calmly when he was stretching you out. You felt like you were getting torn in half from the way his girthy cock was bullied into your…

It was too hard for you to move when he was stuffed inside of you like this but you kept trying, Mikey would never help you get what you wanted if you didn’t do it by yourself for a bit. That’s something about Mikey you hated! It didn’t matter if he was rewarding you or doing the opposite because he’d make you work for it just for a while until he took over; Mikey didn’t believe in that pillow princess shit, if you wanted something, you were going to work for it but maybe if he was in an extraordinarily good mood…the most he’d do is make you tell him what you wanted in LOTS of detail.

“Yeah, Yeah, I won’t shoot him or anything,” Haruchiyo said folding his arms across his chest with a sigh of annoyance but when he caught the sight of you resisting the strong urge to moan made him grin. He didn’t give a damn about going with Takeomi because of what you did at the club because he still gets to have you every day and see you in that state every time and Kakucho nor Koko could complain about how mean he was being because…well, you deserved it this time.

Haruchiyo looked at you like he wanted to do what Mikey wasn’t: Fuck your brains out and you wanted him too. It didn’t matter if it was him honestly, you just wanted to be taken care of…was that too much to ask? “Haru’...” You mewled looking at Haruchiyo through the mascara-coated lashes that you batted at him in hopes he’d give you what you wanted before Mikey could condemn you for talking. It’s best not to get your hopes up when it comes to him especially because all he did was laugh at you and grab his phone. “Didn’t I tell you to be quiet?” The sano man asked you as your makeup started to smear with you knuckling away the tears in your eyes. Haru was ignoring you and starting to record you in such a vulnerable and pitiful state.

“Yes but–” “Then shut up, it’s as simple as that,” Mikey said interrupting you once again and making it clear that he did not want to hear any of your excuses but you needed him too! It wasn’t fair that he had you sobbing like this while Haruchiyo was busy recording it. He never posted them but he did send them, especially to the guys who had the confidence to text you or give you their number with a text about how you were busy and it was so embarrassing. Haruchiyo just loved to humiliate you even when you were getting a reward. You could only imagine what he would do when it was time for you to be reprimanded.

Haruchiyo turned to Rindou and bumped him with his elbow “Put ‘em in her mouth.” He said gesturing to the thong on the floor and Rindou grinned before leaning down to grab the undergarments. The long-haired brother reached over grabbing your jaw with his hand “Open wide sweetie.” You did as he asked opening your mouth but you were barely able to open it wider before he stuffed them inside of your mouth silencing the pathetic whimpers that were an attempt to get him to pity you so maybe your punishment after this wouldn’t be so bad. You saw that it worked on him a bit but not enough for him to say anything.

“Since you can’t do anything on your own, I guess I’ll just give you what you want,” Mikey said running his hand up your thigh, dragging his fingertips over the tattoo to your scrunched-up dress before snaking his hand under the fabric. His fingers wrapped around your tit squeezing it lazily as he began to man spread forcibly spreading your legs for everyone to see what was between them. His other hand grabbed your hip before bringing you up and slamming you back down on his cock making you whine behind the fabric as hot tears ran down your face messing up your mascara. The black droplets of tears stained your pretty face as Mikey forced you up and down his cock.

You heard his grunts from behind you before they went quiet with his deep breath “I meant what I said. I don’t want no fucking shoot-outs.” Mikey said to the other men in the car. It seemed like you should have stopped at the hideout by now…wait, was the car even moving? You hadn’t even noticed if it had stopped. “Got it.” The voice was familiar but you couldn’t tie an exact face to it. Your eyes were squeezed shut and you were losing yourself in your pleasure already. Haruchiyo was probably having the best time of his life watching you fall apart in Mikey’s grasp and getting it on record.

“Do you? Last time you said that and I had to take funds out of the Bonten portion to pay off the cops because you are an idiot!” That was easily recognizable as Koko’s annoyed voice. Your eyes opened at the feeling of fingers grazing your chin and you were met with the camera of a phone. Your eyes trailed down to see the Sanzu man on his knees grinning up at you, his diamond-shaped scars stretching on the ends of his lips “Uhm, hello? I’m talking to you.” Koko said looking at the pink-haired man annoyed glaring at him whilst the man ignored him and just focused on capturing all of your whining excellence.

Haruchiyo clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth “I don’t give a shit. Pretty girl’s more important than anything you’re talking about.” He said dragging his fingertips over your skin making you shiver into him and Mikey’s touch. You whimpered through the fabric that was dampening from your drool. Koko didn’t respond and only rolled his eyes before relaxing further in his seat to add to the other eyes concentrated on you.

Mikey’s hand ran all over your body “Gonna cum?” He asked lowly in your ear with that baby-talk voice he and everyone else used to mock you but you didn’t care; you only nodded dumbly in response “Uh-huh! Uh-huh!” You screamed and your mumbles were loud enough to be understood by everyone. You began to bounce on your own chasing your orgasm, the back of your thighs slapped loudly against Mikey’s which were much skinner than yours “Yeah?” Mikey asked as Haruchiyo grabbed your panties from your mouth before forcing you to look down at him and not just at the camera.

“Feel so-oh good! Want more!” You moaned loudly glad that your cries were finally being heard. Haruchiyo’s smile widened evilly at your words as he lowered the camera down to take in how you sucked in Mikey with ease “Don’t worry, we’re gonna give you what you want.” Obviously, you didn’t think much of these words. It’s not like you thought much but he was telling you about giving you what you wanted…and that’s all you cared about.

You moaned louder, your sounds becoming more high-pitched as you grew closer to the edge “Cummin’! ‘M cumming!” You squirted all over Mikey’s cock triggering his own orgasm that was unwarranted. You gasped in shock at the warm feeling of him filling you that you were so used to, you felt yourself slipping from not only your thoughts but Mikey’s hands. Mikey didn’t catch you when you began to fall forward and neither did Haruchiyo but Koko (being the closest to you other than those two) did. 

You blinked up at the white-haired man with a blissed-out look on your dirtied face with small sobs escaping your lips that were in a pout. He didn’t say anything and allowed you to climb onto him; when you landed in his lap, your cunt leaking all over his expensive clothes, your arms immediately found their place around his neck “Aw…so sensitive.” Koko said teasingly when you spazzed into his body at the feeling of his hand just grazing over your clit.

“Don’t get too comfortable over there.” Your head turned at the voice and you saw all the eyes that were staring at you now with a hungry look in their eyes like you were their prey. You were and you have learned to accept it but it never failed to make you quake. They were not done with you whatsoever.

“Ah, ran that hurts…” You muttered gripping Mikey’s shoulders tightly as Ran pushed inside your second hole but you couldn’t even do that because Haruchiyo grabbed your hand and Koko grabbed your other so the only support you had was Mikey’s hands on your hips. It was a small burning pain but the pleasure from…everything overtook it by a lot. Whimpers left your messy lips as they manhandled you not caring that Mikey was still inside of you and you were moving all around him. They treated you like you were nothing but a toy for them, yet you found yourself growing wetter at their actions.

Your fingers wrapped around Haruchiyo’s cock with your other hand doing the same thing to Koko “Ah, you’ve taken it here before. You’ll be fine.” The eldest haitani brother responded to you with his hands creating hand-shaped bruises on your hips. Kakucho, who sat closer than before with his cock in his hand, rolled his eyes at Ran’s harsh treatment of you “Could have at least lubed her up, I see why she comes to me all sore.” Kakucho said which only earned chuckles from the other men in the room. You couldn’t even begin to respond to him, you could barely form anything other than moans and whines from how you were being used and pulled in every direction.

Despite this mindset, you saw Rindou stalking over from the side of your eye and your attention turned to him. He sat down in front of you on the seat as you along with Ran and Mikey, who were buried deep into your holes, sat on the floor “Keep your mouth open pretty.” Rindou said beginning to slide his slacks down to pool at his ankles, you did as he asked and opened your mouth wide and it wasn’t long before he shoved himself into your mouth muting your mewls “Tch. Why do I always get left out?” Takeomi questioned taking in the sight of you being stuffed in all holes possible.

Haruchiyo threw his head back as you moved your hand up and down his shaft, his pre spilling all over your hand and your long nails. He tilted his head back to look back at the older man “‘Cos it’s playtime and you’re too old for that.” The mullet-haired man said with a laugh triggering another mini argument between the two of them which no one paid attention to but at least it distracted him from recording you. “So pretty. This color looks so nice wrapped around my dick.” Koko complimented as he slicked his hair back to prevent it from sticking to his forehead which was growing wet with sweat. Koko was so glad he got to pick the color of your nails this time, his pleasure felt so much better knowing that especially because he picked it specifically because of how beautiful it looked around his dick.

You tried to thank him for the compliment but you couldn’t help but moan at the feeling of Mikey taking in your nipple in the wet cavern of his mouth; not like he’d be able to hear it anyway…

Mikey took full advantage of your tits being shoved in his face because you attempted to reach Rindou as you sucked him off. Ran groaned as he threw his head back while he continued his strokes deep inside of you “Fuck keep doing thing, she likes that, yeah?” Ran said with his hand snaking around to lie on the moving bulge in your tummy that was right under that tattoo, he’d be sure to pay some extra attention to that later. You weren’t even able to nod because Rindou had a tight hold on your hair as he practically fucked himself down your throat.

“Mmph!” Mikey’s cold hands groped your other tit as the other rested on the fat of your ass, you felt him smile at your muffled moans as he continued to fuck up into your sloppy cunt. Your body shuddered as his mushroom tip grazed over your g-spot “Oh fuck–ngh…pretty, you’re doing so–fucking–good.” Rindou moaned bucking his hips into your mouth slightly, you glanced up at him with teary eyes as makeup continued to run down your face showing your pathetic and slutty state.

Your stomach tightened and your legs nearly clenched together if it wasn’t for Mikey sitting between them as you felt your orgasm coming. “Gonna cum? Yeah?” Mikey said taking his mouth away from your nipple as he grunted at the feeling of you squeezing around him, he had to hold himself back; he had an issue with cumming as soon as you do just because of the feeling. “Mhm! Yeah, Yeah!” You shouted as Rindou yanked your head away from his cock as he began to jerk himself off for a few seconds until he came all over your face only adding to the mess “Ugh! C-Cummin’!” Koko laughed at your sputtering while you bounced up and down on Mikey to work yourself through your orgasm.

“You always cum so easy, don’t you beauty?” Koko asked with a teasing laugh.

You didn’t even respond and just murmured as you kept rocking back and forth because of Ran’s thrusts, he wasn’t letting up until he came and you couldn’t feel it coming yet. “Says you, every time we share ‘er, you cum within seconds.” Haruchiyo added looking back at the white-haired man who breathed heavily “You’re boutta cum right now, aren’t you?” He added making Koko grunt in annoyance, he placed his hand onto yours as you continued to jerk him off.

“Ugh, if you wanna kiss me just say that.” Koko responded with a roll of his eyes and Haruchiyo’s grin widened.

“If you cum easily like a virgin, just say that.” 

“I don’t!”

“Prove it.”

“Shut the hell up, nobody wants to hear you,” Rindou said with a raspy voice as he scooted away from his place on the seat. Dragging himself over to a farther seat to sit there and relax, rindou glared at his co-workers who looked at him and then at each other. Haruchiyo didn’t say anything but his look seemed as if he was challenging Koko and the other man accepted.

Your skin burned at the feeling of Ran’s long fingers digging into your skin as you breathed heavily slumped over onto Mikey’s shoulder. Ran leaned forward and kissed all over your shoulders while his hips continued to snap into your ass faster than before “Gonna give you two loads, ‘kay baby?” Mikey said pushing you off his body so he could look at you, his eyes narrowed at you when you didn’t respond and just mewled while sniffling and it made more globs of tears spew from your eyes as you nodded.

“C’mon love, use your words…taught you better,” Kakucho said as he slid into the empty space that Rindou had currently sat in. “Okay Mikey…” You said glancing up at Kakucho. He always tried his hardest to keep you out of trouble, even if you deserved it. Kakucho’s hand was placed on your head as to congratulate you for being good.

“Fuck, I’m cumming right now,” Ran grumbled as he pounded into your tighter hole harder making you yelp and your back arch. Your arms wrapped around Mikey’s head as you cuddled closer to him, your legs were numb by now but you felt them quake as Ran filled you to the brim and soon Mikey followed. So that’s what he meant by two loads…

Your tongue lolled out at the feeling of being filled up completely while you breathed heavily but your comfort didn't last long because your hands were snatched back and placed back on the cocks you took them away from “Stop playin’ dollface, we’re tryna have a competition here.” Haruchiyo said as he moved your hand around his dick again while Koko tried to resist cumming, he couldn’t let Haruchiyo win another fucking bet. “Sor–ah!” You couldn’t count how many times you’ve been cut off this night from saying anything.

You gave Koko an apologetic look as you winced at the feeling of Ran’s touch leaving your skin after pulling out. That’s what did it to him, there’s no way he can hold back when you’re looking at him like that…so Koko let go and allowed himself to cum all inside of the palm of your hand. You gasped and looked down at your soiled hand as your fingers unwrapped from him. Staring at his burning red tip that was twitching, you smiled a bit before looking back at him “Looks like you lost pretty boy.” Haruchiyo said grunting. You had completely forgotten he was there. “Shut up,” Koko said joining Ran and Rindou who were busy tucking themselves back in and coming down from their high.

Your head turned as you brought your hand to your lips gently licking Koko’s mess from your hand “Hm, haitani already ruined your face…” Haruchiyo said as you glanced up at his phone that was lazily held in his hand, you weren’t even sure if the camera was taking in your filthy form. You wondered what Haruchiyo was going to do next but your thoughts were ripped away when your hand was brought away from your mouth to wrap around yet another cock making you whine. Your arms were almost as sore as your throat, you were getting extremely tired…

“Don’t act all tired now. You can rest all you want after.” Takeomi said with his gruff voice as you began to lazily move your hand around his cock, rubbing your thumb over his tip to tease him a bit. Before you even got to say anything, you felt warm ropes of Haruchiyo’s cum not only landing on the side of your face but in your hair. “Mikey! Haru made a mess in my hair…I paid so much to get it done…” You complained looking at your boyfriend(ish) not paying attention to Ran commenting how he actually paid.

See, Mikey didn’t really give a shit that your hair got fucked up or any of that shit because it was supposed to be a punishment. However…he did not want to deal with you whining to him the whole time after this about your hair, you were already going to be upset about your makeup and your underwear that had been torn to shreds by now and he really did not want to hear this. He never heard the end of it when some of his cum accidentally landed on your hair when he was giving you backshots. “Get away,” Mikey said to Haruchiyo as you wrapped your arms around his neck looking up at Kakucho who looked at you sympathetically.

“Come on Mikey, I’ll buy her a new one or whatever,” Haruchiyo said a tad bit annoyed that he was getting scolded over this. You weren’t really focused on Haruchiyo anymore or what Mikey was telling him, only on Kakucho now that you were facing him and you had discovered that he had been jerking himself off. Well, he wasn’t anymore but he was.

Kakucho’s unused hand went to your head and he pulled apart strands of your hair to see if it was as bad as you thought it was “It’s really bad, right…?” You asked to sniffle and Kakucho grimaced at the sight of Haruchiyo’s seed on the side of your head but he still tried his best to get it out regardless of his disgust “Not that bad. I can help wash it out.” Kakucho told you with a sweet voice. That’s what you liked so much about Kakucho…he was so nice to you no matter what you did wrong.

And you’d never say it aloud because of how jealous most of them would get but Kakucho would be the first person you’d run to in a situation when you know you did something wrong. He was always just so nice to you…he deserved a lot for being such a sweetie all the time! “Thank you…” You muttered as your hand that was free of Koko’s mess trailed up Kakucho’s leg and grabbed him making him stiffen. “Oh, that’s bullshit. How come we have to sit out but Scarface over there still gets his?” Haruchiyo asked with a frown ignoring how Takeomi was glaring daggers into the side of his head. You felt the need to mention how most people in Bonten had scars on their faces but you made your first smart decision not to. They’d probably get offended…

“He’s nice to me.” You said glancing back at the pink-haired man as Mikey sat below you silently, leaning his temple against your bare side. Your whines of sadness instead of pleasure had brought out that soft spot in him and he just wanted to be as close to you as possible. “Sweetie, I don’t give a fuck about that nice shit,” Haruchiyo said rolling his eyes as he snatched whatever Rindou was lighting up. You merely huffed and looked back at Kakucho who stared down at you in all of your glory.

He observed how your body would jolt and the little noises that would leave your throat ever so often maybe because of the lingering pleasure or Mikey moving in the slightest. Either way, your blessed-out expression was so cute, especially with that pout of anger. “Well, I do.” You muttered before beginning to move your hand up and down on Kakucho’s cock while resting your cheek on the top of Mikey’s head.

“O-Oh shit…” Kakucho mewled as he watched as you took him in your mouth, your hand remained around the length that you could not take in. His back arched just slightly at the vibrations that your whines and groans sent to his dick that rose to the pit of his stomach where his orgasm formed. “Mmpfh…” You said lowly as you rocked back and forth to grind on Mikey which just made him even more impatient to get his way with you. He needed Kakucho to hurry and finish.

Kakucho’s large hand found its way to the nape of your neck just resting there as he moaned breathlessly. He resisted the urge to fuck your face because he didn’t really want to but it was just so good that he couldn’t help but crave more. That feeling in the pit of his stomach grew so large that he could barely keep his eyes open anymore but he tried to, he wanted to see those eyes that stared up at him so teary and wet. So beautiful.

He could see how Koko came so easily just from how you looked at him. His ring-clad fingers traveled from the back of your neck to the back of your hair. Running his fingers through the clean strands and gently pulling at it “You’re going so good…shit oh my–” Kakucho’s words were cut off when he came without warning into your mouth making you choke just a bit. Taking him out of your mouth, you stuck your tongue out as you lightly coughed and he gawked at the sight.

Mikey’s hand went from roaming around your back and grasping your hips “You done with her?” The tired male asked in his usual raspy voice and Kakucho confirmed that he was with a puffed-out response. Within a few seconds of Kakucho’s response, Mikey had you on your back on the floor of the car and you grew a bit embarrassed at the eyes on you. They were always there, staring but instead of feeling their gazes, you could actually see them.

The roughness of his fingertips pressing against your love handles made you squirm as you babbled about how he was being so rough. “You know who you belong to, correct?” Mikey asks as he begins to move inside of you with slow strokes. His hands trailed down to your thighs and found their place on the back of them “Uhm, y-yeah…” You replied trying not to moan so you could at least answer him properly. Mikey pushed your thighs up so that they met your chest as he continued to stare at you “So why act like you don’t?” He continued to ask as you groaned at the new angle.

Only babbles left your lips as you insisted that you didn’t act like that and that’s why you got the tattoo but it seemed that no one was buying it. “I mean you were all over that…ugh. So clearly you don’t.” Koko said shrugging his shoulders and you only whined at his words. “How many times do we have to teach you? We know you’re a little dense but you’d think you would learn by now.” Mikey said bluntly watching as you arched your back at the little pleasure he was giving you.

“Mikey…p-please jus-just want more.” You babbled to him as hot tears streamed down your face. Haruchiyo smacked his tongue across the roof of his mouth. This was supposed to be a punishment for you but you were too much of a cockwhore to not want more of what you were given. Haruchiyo had so many more methods for putting you in your place but apparently, he was ‘too harsh’.

Mikey blinked at you and leaned closer to you only getting deeper into your warmth. His lips brushed over the shell of your ear as you waited patiently for him to talk “You’re lucky if I ever let you go out with those fucking friends of yours again, understand?” He whispered to you and you nodded immediately not thinking much of it. “Great then don’t fucking complain later.” The short-haired male said narrowing his eyes at you.

The sano didn’t waste any time to begin thrusting harshly inside of you. The prominent veins on the sides of his cock rubbed against your fleshy walls that were already soaked with his seed “Ugh! F-Feel so g-go–ood!” You shouted dragging out your sentences as you moaned loudly. Your arms wrapped around Mikey’s neck and you clawed at the back of his shirt while trying to contain yourself. Your body moved up and down and even though your eyes were squeezed shut, you could practically see the smirks on the haitani brother’s faces at the sight of your tits bouncing.

They were also probably smiling at the noises that came from Mikey’s cock leaving and entering your soaked cunt. The sounds were so filthy and so wet, it was like music to their ears. One of Mikey’s hands found its place right back on top of your tattoo and he groaned loudly throwing his head back at the feeling of his cock poking through your skin and rubbing against his palm. 

Your walls tightened around him as you felt yourself nearing the edge. “Hold it, I want you to cum with me,” Mikey told you. “No! I-I can’t…” You shouted out as you brought him down to be closer to you. “If you cum before I tell you to, I swear to god you won’t cum for a month.” Mikey threatened making your skin run cold. Mikey was so mean to you sometimes…it wasn’t nice at all!

“I’m s-sorry! Ngh…I won’t–fuck–go with another guy e…ever!” You were barely able to get out a clear sentence as you felt Mikey hit your G-spot. You couldn’t hold it in for long, it just felt so good that you needed to cum now. “Tch. If you can even call it that.” Rindou snickered not taking his eyes off how you couldn’t even close your mouth with how many moans were continuously emptying from your lips. 

Mikey put his face in your neck as his hips sped up, undoubtedly to discolor under the pressure of hitting your thighs. He breathed heavily into your neck occasionally letting out groans with how you pulsed around him eager to cum under his touch and only add to the cum ring that formed around the base of his dick.

He groaned at the feeling of you sucking him deeper than he could possibly imagine. It always happened. No matter how much he thought he couldn’t get deeper inside of you, he did. Mikey loved the feeling of your plush walls hugging his cock tightly and he loved it more when you let out sobs and purrs expressing how much you loved it when he fucked you like that. It only turned him on more.

“Now.” He commanded and just as he pleased, you both came together with your moans swirling with his beautifully. Your back only arched off the floor more at the feeling of him stuffing you full of his cum once again “Uhn…so full.” Your eyes closed as you relaxed against the floor and Mikey’s harsh press of your thighs to your rest softened. Mikey pulled out making you gently wince and peek your eyes open.

The short man sat on the seat of the car before he began to pick you up so you could sit next to him. Mikey stared at you for a moment taking in how pretty you looked with a tear and cum-stained face with small touches of ruined makeup here and there before he went to get your dress from one of the executives. He smiled a the sight of you knowing that he couldn’t stay mad at you for long and of course, you had to make him smile just a bit more with your words and girlish giggles that adorned it. “Nice butt.”

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