[12:32 P M] Part 2 - Haitini Ran

[12:32 P M] - Haitani Ran

I'm sorry for ghosting you all, I have been having the hardest time trying to break out of my writers block for the two on-going stories. So, here's what has been occupying in my head rent free - Haitani Ran.

Warning: 18+ mentions of gunshot wound; Ran being Ran; soft Ran; smut; protected to unprotected sex(oops); mentions of pregnancy; mentions of Shinichiro's death Note: nothing edited. I've been caught up in some Ran stories and couldn't get this off. I promise I have not abandoned the other two stories!

Second part

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Haitani Ran knew he was in love with Y/l Y/n the moment she hovered over him, pressing her small hand against his shoulder to stop the bleeding.

He fucken got shot.

He’s been shot before, but seeing an angel above him, he really thought this was it; his sins have finally caught up to him and they were going to take him away.

And if she was the one taking him away, he would gladly go.

Especially when she ripped of her shirt, only wearing her black tank top, and used the material to press down on his shoulder. The pain he felt earlier, gone as his eyes gaze at her cleavage that’s exposed to him.

Would she grant him one last wish? To allow him to smush his face against her tits?

Ran had a smile on his face, his mind floating away in his own imagination. Amid the moment, he feels his blood rushing down south.

“Hey.” The angel speaks, or was it the grim reaper? She hovers over him, her long hair hanging making her look even more exquisite. “Stay with me.”

His eyes slowly droop, “you’re so beautiful…” and he reaches a hand to touch her face. His blood accidently smears against her skin, and he drops his hand, “sorry love…”

“You’re fine… just stay with me here… I’ll get you fixed up and you’ll be good as new again… what’s your name?”

“What ever you want it to be,” he grins at her cute, confused look, “but you can call me… daddy.” He lets out a chuckle when her lips curve into a smile. Did she like that?

Hell, if he hasn’t already accepted death, he would gladly accept death in exchange if she called him daddy.

She smiles, “you’re a funny one even as you’re bleeding to death, aren’t you? I think we will be great friends.”

She looks a way before he could reply, his mouth lagging with this stupid careless gunshot wound. He wanted badly to grab her chin, to keep her eyes only on him. Only on him, but he couldn’t feel his hand anymore, they were just so heavy. She asks someone nearby what his name was.

“Ran,” her angelic voice calls his name, so sweet, so heavenly. Would it sound the same still when he’s buried deep inside of her, filling her up?

Goodness, he wanted to fuck her right here. Have her ride him to his death.

He wanted to cum so badly – cum inside of her.

She looks like she would be a perfect mom for his baby. He could knock her up and leave his heir behind…

Leave his legacy behind.

He’d accept that.

“Ran, what’s your favorite color?”

He closes his eyes and hums, “lilac…”

“How old are you?”

“However old you want me to be…” He has a gut feeling she’s older than him. She was too perfect to be his age, or younger.

She looks so mature… so ripe. So beautiful.

Since puberty, Ran knew and has always been attractive to older women. They were just better… they were his cup of tea.

She mumbles something he couldn’t hear or understand. He was getting tired, eyes slowly drooping closed.

“Is he alright?” He hears a male voice ask.

Mikey?

“Yeah, he’ll be alright.” His angel answered.

Sleep was slowly taking over, and he didn’t want her to disappear the next time he opened his eyes.

With every ounce of energy that he had left, his hands reached up and cup her breasts, they filled his large palms, and he gave it one squeeze.

Satisfaction and happiness written all over his face.

“Ran,” Mikey’s voice is dangerously low, “I don’t care that you’re hurt… get your fucken hands off my sister-in-law right now. ”

The last of his juice power depleted at the three words, sister-in-law?

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Ran haven’t felt embarrassed in a long time.

When he made his recovery and remember what happened…

He couldn’t remember the last time he wanted to dig up a hole and hide in it.

Especially when the angel he remembers was staring right at him with a smile that made his cock hard as a rock the moment he woke up.

Mikey introduced her to the team a few days later. The annoyance on his face was clear as day as everyone gawked at her.

It was rare to see a woman on the team.

Y/n is dangerously beautiful.

He was one of the many that was gawking at her from the side.

Still flabbergasted that she saved his life.

He owed her his now.

With that, Mikey made it very clear of that she was off limit. Shooting a silent glare at Ran specifically.

Mikey announced, “she is someone important to me. That means she is someone important to Bonten. Protect her with your life.”

Sanzu Haruchiyo might be number two, but Y/n was number one-and-a-half.

She was the fiancée of his late brother, Sano Shinichiro. They had planned to wed exactly a month from the day he died. Y/n remained part of the Sano family regardless and Mikey was not going to discard her, and he had no intentions to when she is the only remaining family member left after Emma’s death.

She was the older sister he never had.

In the time that Ran was part of Bonten, he knew nothing of her existence.

Sure enough, the reason for that was because she had been overseas working as a medical doctor and had only returned on Mikey’s request.

She will be the doctor for the executive’s members.

Ran has never wanted to have a physical examination until this moment.

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If Ran couldn’t have her…

Well… he had no choice but to keep himself distracted from her.

But he couldn’t.

He only came to the main house for executive meetings. He had his own private room at the main house, Mikey made sure every executive did, but no one wanted to stay there since it hidden high in the mountains away from their work or territory.

Ran got his own condo, his own sanctuary for when he needed a mental, physical and emotional break from reality.

But lately, he’s been finding himself at the main house.

Because that’s where Y/n was staying.

Only after an accidental visit to the main house. It was either that the Gods was testing him, or on his side. He was on that side of town and it was late, he figure he would just crash for the night and go back to work in the morning.

He truly had no idea she was staying at the main house until he walked in and the smell of delicious food hit his nostrils.

Y/n had her back towards him, humming at the stove and for a second there, his life flashed…

Imagining how it would be to come home to her.

Her eyes widen when she found someone standing behind her only to smile immediately when it was just him.

She greeted him with a smile, making his cock twitch. “Just in time, come eat.”

Ran learned that she was trying to pick up a job in the cities but that meant she would have to drive about an hour every day to the cities for work.

“Mikey won’t let me leave unless I have a bodyguard with me.” She sips her beer, something he found extremely sexy.

“You can come stay with me? I have extra rooms.” He leaned back against his chair, only because his pants are getting too tight. He was going to have to sit for a bit longer until his cock settles down. He sees the lightbulb in her head go off, she was considering it.

Was it a good idea?

That meant he would have a harder time controlling himself. That also meant he wouldn’t be able to jerk off to her in his shower anymore.

“I might have to consider that,” she smiles, “but I don’t want to bother you. I don’t know how long it’ll take for me to be able to get a place under my name, since I gave up my Japanese citizenship.”

“You can stay with me however long you want.”

He came practically every night, having dinner with her.

Just the two of them.

Every night.

It was hard to leave, especially when he discovered that her room is right next to his, they were the only two on the left-wing of the house.

They would say goodnight and good morning to each other.

Ran was finding himself falling harder each day and night.

She would cook and clean, keeping herself occupied and he swears, he swears by the Gods above that her face lights up when he enters the house.

Of course, it was only short-lived until everyone started coming back because it meant a home cook meal from Y/n. It became a routine that every Sunday, it was a fucken family-executive dinner.

Y/n was the mother hen of the house, cooking and cleaning and taking care of everyone and it was pissing Ran off that everyone intruded his private time with her.

The conversation of her moving in with him was swept under the rug, he didn’t know if it was going to happen anymore.

He steps out of the shower and wraps a towel around his hips and leaves the bathroom when another body collided into him.

His arms instantly wrap around the small body, steadying them, instantly he knew it was Y/n. She was the only other person on this side of the house.

Ran indulges himself, even if it was two seconds – he got to hold her, and she felt wonderful in his arms.

She was small, a whole head shorter than him and he wanted to devour her.

She gasped and he looks down at her confused and that’s when he realized his towel had slipped, pooling at his ankles.

His cock was still hard even after he’s jerked off. “Fuck…”

Y/n looks up at him, cheeks pinkish, “Ran…”

Ran cups her face, no long caring. “Please Y/n… let me kiss you…” he never felt so desperate before.

His eyes widen when she cups his face, pulling him down to meet her halfway, her lips press against his in a soft kiss before she pulled away slightly.

“Satisfied?”

He blinks, dumbfounded. “Again – do it again… I wasn’t – ready.”

She pushes herself up on her onto the tip of her toes and kiss him once more, this time, deeply.

His hands drop from her face and holds her waist, pulling her against his body. He takes the invitation when her mouth opens, and he slips his tongue in to dance with hers.

Y/n wraps her arms around his neck, pressing her chest against his, mouth moving hungrily over his.

“Ran,” she breathes, breaking the kiss but he shifts his mouth to her jaw, nipping and kissing down to her throat. “We…”

He didn’t want her to tell him to stop. That this was a mistake. He’ll do anything to convince her, this is right, this is worth it.

“Bed – bedroom…” she utters when he nips the spot along her neck, where he felt her pulse, beating fast – just like his.

Abandoning the towel, he lifts her easily making her wrap her legs around his torso as he carries her across the hall to his room.

He sets her down back on her feet, his forehead pressed against hers. He finally catches his breath, “you… sure this is what you want?” One hand touches her cheek, thumb rubbing her lower lip.

Her eyes are wavering, and he panics – if she had second thoughts, he would let her go.

It’ll kill him, but he’ll let her go.

She tilts her head towards him until the tip of theirs touched and she closes her eyes, whispering softly, “Ran… I haven’t – I haven’t done this since Shin… I haven’t wanted anyone but him but… God help me… I want you so fucken bad.” Her eyes open, looking at him straight in the eyes, “I want you, Ran, or so tell me to leave now…”

His lips curve into a smile, he reaches back behind him and twists the lock in place on the doorknob. “You’re fucken crazy if you think I’ll tell you to leave, I was going to tell you to tell me to leave.”

He starts backing her towards his bed, grabbing the ends of her shirt and pulling it off.

“But this is your room.”

She was moving back when he stopped, seeing her naked underneath her shirt. She smirks, smirks, at him and moves to push her shorts down her legs.

Y/n stood completely naked six feet away from him, waiting for him. “I hope you weren’t expecting a supermodel body…”

Two strides and Ran closed the distance between them, his mouth meets hers to kiss her stupid – for thinking and assuming the worst of herself.

He pushes her down onto his bed, pushing her legs so he can settle in between. “I’ll show you,” he says between kisses, “your body here is what I’ve been dying to taste… to have… and,” he nips her lower lip, earning a whimper from her. His cock jolted; he couldn’t wait to hear her whimper when he finally fucks her. “I never expected you to have a supermodel body.”

Ran pushes himself on his knees, admiring her glorious naked body that’s going to be beneath him shortly.

But first, he palms her tits, groaning at the feeling of skin to skin.

At last, doing what he wanted to do the first time he met her, he smoother his face against her chest.

Her soft giggles are new to his ears and he loved it.

“I wanted to do this the first time I met you,” he tells, pressing both mounds against his face, before taking a pucker nipple into his mouth. He teased he sensitive nipple before releasing it and doing the same for the other side.

“Ran,” Y/n moans, “enough… I want you.”

He would have to wait a bit to pay ultimate attention to her tits later, now, he needed to be inside of her.

“Condom…” he mumbled out loud. He really didn’t want to leave between her legs but rolled away to the draw by his bed, blindly fumbling around until he found one. He frowns when she moved from the spot left her in to find her in the middle of his bed. Crawling towards her, he used his teeth to tear the packet, pulling the condom out to roll it on his aching cock.

He resettles himself between her legs. “I’ll try… to go easy.”

He watched her hands rub along her slit and circle her clit. “I’m not fragile, Ran.”

He groans, “don’t – don’t say that. I don’t want to scare you away…” he rubs the tip of his cock against her slits, “if you can’t tell, Y/n, this isn’t going to be a one-time thing… I probably should have told you that but too late now. No turning back.” He slips the bulbous head past her folds, feeling the tightness. “Relax, baby…”

Ran didn’t know if she like those endearing names, but he didn’t just say it to anyone.

He kept his eyes on her, this was about her. Her eyes were closed, teeth clenching down on her lower lip. He was about to stop pushing, not even making past the entrance of her divine walls when she widens her legs, pushing her pelvic towards him.

Ran falls onto one elbow the moment the tip of his cock came in contact with her soft warm walls. He was going to nut into the condom any second now before he could even fit his whole cock in.

“More,” she whispers, “more, Ran.”

He sheaths his full length inside of her until he could go no further. Her chest arches off the bed and he takes this moment to allow her to adjust.

There’s many thing Ran takes pride in, one of them is the size of his cock. He knows he’s big. Large. Top of the line.

And he knew how to use it well too.

He rolls his hips, slowly, and a soft moan escapes from her lips.

Her legs shift alongside his torso, accepting him deeper. “Ran… Ran you feel so good…”

His pace quickens and he drops his weight onto her, caging her in. Caging her beneath him.

Forever, if he had it his way.

Fuck, he wasn’t going to ever have enough.

Y/n cups his face, bringing his mouth to hers in a soft kiss.

His hips pounded into her, lewd skin on skin slapping echo his room with their own noise.

Ran has never had such intimate kind of sex before. It was always a fuck. Just sex.

He sounds crazy, knows he’s crazy… but this was more than just sex.

“Fuck… this is so good… so fucken good…”

Y/n nods her head, moan echoing off her lips. “Ran… I’m so close…”

“Me too baby…” One hand reaches between their bodies, and he rubs her sensitive nub, bringing her to peak. “Cum, Y/n, cum for me baby…”

Her nails dig into his biceps, body shuddering in bliss. “Ran!”

Ran snaps his hips hard twice before stilling, shaking in his own release. He groans her name hotly into her ear, squishing her to the mattress.

Her breath fans his ear and he shudder again when he feels her hands feathering down his back.

Immediately, he lifts his weight off of her so he’s not squishing her. “Sorry…” he shifts himself on to one elbow, running a hand through his hair.

He’s at loss for words.

Usually, he leaves to the bathroom and cleans up, that was usually the cue for the woman to leave.

But he doesn’t want to leave, let alone, he doesn’t want to pull out yet.

Ran blushes at her gaze on him, “I hope… you’re okay.”

Her finger traces the Bonten insignia tattoo on his throat then his tattoo on his shoulder and chest. “It was phenomenal, Ran.”

His heart was about to burst out of his chest.

“Ran,” she pulls him back, “I… I need to use the bathroom.”

“Oh yes, sorry,” he sits back and then gets distracted at the sight of them connected intimately, as one.

And he feels his cock twitch.

He didn’t want to pull out.

“I promise… I’ll come back.” She assures with a smile.

How was she so perfect.

“Sorry…” he mutters, slowly withdrawing. He groans when he pulls out completely, instantly missing the tightness of her walls.

“Oh,” Y/n whispers, on her elbows.

They were both looking at the mess they made.

A real mess.

The condom… broke… clearly teared as the tip of his cock was exposed.

His eyes shift to her wet pussy and he swallow the lump in his throat at the sight of his cum oozing out.

Internally, he is panicking. Not because he just came inside of her, but how is she going to react?

Her laugh shakes him out of his trance, and he stares at her confused.

“Don’t worry about it, I’ll just get the pill later.” She sits up and wraps a hand around the back of his neck, pulling him in for a quick kiss. “Would it be so bad if I was to get pregnant though?”

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wasted time | ran haitani

◉ SERIES MASTERLIST.

pairings: bonten ran x ex fem!reader

length: (est. 75k) incompleted

Author's note: this is a work in progress with slow updates because of uni :( . but here's the taglist incase you want to be updated. enjoy reading !!

synopsis. you and ran broke up after a disagreement and never expected to see each other again years later.

content. exes to lovers, porn with plot, mutual pining, slow burn, love triangles, past unhealthy relationship, post break-up, angst, bonten!timeline

nsfw content. alcohol, weed & drugs, violence, gunplay (sanzu is uhhhhh...yeah), intoxication; nsfw/18+ only, minors do not interact: riding, face sitting, oral (m & f), ass play, mutiple orgasms (f), creampie, drunk sex, reader hires a male escort to get over ran, it flops, loads of flashbacks, sexting, ran and reader are manipulative to each other

CHAPTERS

001 — (6.3k)

content. nsfw, minors do not interact: drinking & alcohol, ran smokes a cigarette, in flashback; first meetings, strangers to friends; reader and ran have history, nostalgia

002 — (7.3k)

content. nsfw, minors do not interact: suggestive!ran in flashback; he teases reader a bit, ran also neglects reader a bit, communication issues, accused cheating , mentioned sexual content, explains past relationship dynamic a lil more

003 — (7.7k)

content. nsfw, minors do not interact: mentioned drugs this chapter, implied blood and violence; sanzu gets caught with blood on his hands;

004 — (10.2k)

content. nsfw, minors do not interact: TW THIS CHAPTER!! gun violence; sanzu pulls a gun out on reader; profanity, reader gets knocked out in the head, sanzu shows reader picture with explicit imagery; decapition and amputation; heavy smut in flashback and slight angst

005 — (8.7k)

content. nsfw, minors do not interact: ran takes you to the meeting with mikey, then fucks the shit out of you, office sex, fantazing, reader has a small argument with ran, in flashback ran is kinda maniuplative

006 — (7k)

content. nsfw, minors do not interact: infidelity/cheating, violence and blood; ran beats up shion till his face is bloody; ran and reader have a toxic mindset, jealousy, cigarettes, drinking/alcohol consumption, hanma slut-shames someone

007 — tba

008 — tba

009 — tba

010 — tba

011 —tba

Late night tv but with the whole gang 📺🌃

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𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐂𝐔𝐌 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍!

ft. shinichiro, kakucho, inui, ran, rindou, sanzu

tw. fem!reader, m!oral, cursing, dirty talk, praise, secondhand embarrassment, fingering, f!oral, cockwarming, pussy drunk boyo, needy boyo, soft dom! w/ sub! reader

an. sometimes the pussy is just too much <3

𖦹 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎

shinichiro lives for the moment when he finds your body nestled between his legs, cock perfectly placed in your hands and the tip melting on your tongue. the length throbs when your mouth engulfs him, swallowing his cock practically whole and the tip being met with the back of your throat, “god—s’good for me” shinichiro slurs, fingers digging into your scalp and his digits twitching when you only can gag around him. he doesn’t understand why you sucking him off feels so good today—better than it normally does. and shinichiro can’t control the way his hips buck into your face, slamming you down on his cock—or the cum shooting straight down your pretty little throat. shinichiro gasps, whimpering when your lips catch the sensitive head as you pull from his lap, “d-did you really just cum?” you question—meet with your boyfriend’s bright red face and avoiding eye contact, “i am so sorry princess, i-i just thought about how much i love the way you suck my cock and—shit” shinichiro hisses when your face bends back down to his crotch, tongue swirling around the length, “i’ll cum again you know? i bet my pretty girl wants another load huh?”

+ how does he make it up to you?

the only way shinichiro knows how, making you sit on his face and cumming on his tongue over and over. he really does feel bad for earlier but maybe if you’re so high on the bliss of his tongue prodding deep in your hole—you won’t mind <3

𖦹 𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐎

doesn’t grasp true reality right now when you’ve got kakucho lying on his back while you fuck his cock however you want. he likes the angle, the effortless beauty captures through each sway of your hips bouncing on his length and the way you’re taking charge, fucking him into oblivion—kakucho has self control, he knows when to clench from the waves of bliss rolling through his body but this time it’s different, “ridin’ this cock so well angel, i’m all yours, keep goin’.” but it’s better said than done because another movement of your body and everything feels—like it shouldn’t. kakucho letting a broken moan erupt through his lips, fingers pulsing through your hips and the willpower he had was filling your hole and eyes rolled white as kakucho dwindles through his high. before you can even talk he’s throwing a hand over your mouth, arm wrapped around your waist and bringing you down to his level, “just give me a minute, just give me a fucking minute” kakucho mumbles in your neck, the swell of his cock throbbing through your clenching walls. “proud ain’t ya princess? making me cum so quick” kakucho mumbles into the skin, though you can’t see his face—you’re sure he’s blushing through and through.

+ how does he make it up to you?

kakucho let’s the embarrassment wear off before he’s on you again, this time he’s the one fucking you into a limitless void of toes curling, moans spilling and his thighs splattered with a mixture of his seed and your juices—yeah, so what if he came early? not going to stop kakucho from fucking you until you’re dripping from his from his cum for days.

𖦹 𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐈

lives for the moment when he makes you feel so fucking good—if it’s the amount of squelching sounds radiating the room or the pure filfth of your juices coating his balls—inui puts your pleasure above his own, every single time. “cum for me, angel” inui whispers against your ear, hot breath creeping onto the shell while he lingers nimble fingers down to your puffy clit. inui watches the blossoming effect his cock has on you, splitting your pussy in half whilst his fingers bring your orgasm to the surface. your spasms coat his length, eyes screwing shut while you feel the orgasm brushing through your body—within a reach of paradise it’s abruptly cut short when inui lets a high pitch groan shrill your ears, panting above you and almost buckling over from his orgasm—your eyes sneer red. without another word spoken inui runs to the bathroom—bashful tones whimpering from his voice when he tells you he’s sorry, you almost want to be angry if it wasn’t for the way inui looked almost angelic crumbling to your pussy.

+ how does he make it up to you?

inui might of came too quick but that doesn’t mean he’s going to let it get the best of him— asking you to sit in his lap while he slowly rubs small circles against your clit. overstimming you until you can’t even remember why you were mad at him to begin with <3

𖦹 𝐑𝐀𝐍

with his tongue swirling on your clit, hips bucking against the sheets as your hands bring ran even closer to your throbbing heat—it doesn’t get much better than this. ran mindlessly licks and spits into your soaking cunt, groans vibrating through your core when another orgasm taints his tongue—ran has already spent an hour between your legs, he thinks what’s another more? but you’re on edge, wanting something thicker than two fingers curling along your walls and the soft whines of his name drags ran from his realm of your dripping cunt to your perfect face, capturing your lips on his and the taste of yourself spent in his mouth seeps through to your tongue. “you taste so good for me” ran moans against your lips, spreading your legs wide and motioning his cock into your hole but the overwhelming heat, silky juices from your pussy become so much ran is helpless succumbing to his ecstasy, spilling his load in a one single stroke. “you didn’t just fucking cum” you hiss, and ran drops his face into your neck, slowly reeling his hips before ramming his cock back deeper inside you, “i have no idea what you’re talking about pretty girl, i’m just getting started.” ran haitani has never lied to you but tonight, he had—a little white lie, that you totally don’t know anything about.

+ how does he make it up to you?

ran? cum? too fast? he says you’re just imagining things, he’d never do anything that embarrassing—maybe if you’re too caught up in his brutal thrusts, fingers mercifully swipes to your clit, you’ll completely ignore the fact he came inside you like it was his first time.

𖦹 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔

rindou doesn’t have time to fuck you, he’s on a tight schedule for work so maybe just pulling you in his car while he rolls his clothed bluge against your fabric covered cunt will do. maybe was what rindou thought but as hands tugged against his colored strands, coats of whines cascaded over his ear and the sheen patch of your slick stained his pants has rindou struggling. “wanna fuck this pretty pussy so fucking bad baby, just need to fill this hole” rindou pants against your mouth, needily bringing his hips down to grind against your core and he’s keeping the coil deep in his gut stagnant, hoping—praying nothing will come out of this but your panties being ruined. yet the ache grows by the minute especially when he feels your hand rub on his bulge, fingers working through to his sensitive head. a hiss bleeds through rindou’s teeth till white stars dance across his vision and rindou throws his head up, whimpering when you feel a wet patch scold his pressed pants. “did you just—” you look up at him and rindou looks the other way, biting down on his bottom lip, “do not look at me, if you do anything—don’t look at me, i am so pathetic.”

+ how does he make it up to you?

doesn’t make eye contact for a week afterwards but rest assured you sit rindou down and explain to him that mistakes happen and he’s more than happy to show you how much he needs you—he got what he wanted, filling your messy hole but rindou never says how long that’ll take. <3

𖦹 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔

it feels like an eternity since sanzu has fucked you and maybe that’s why everything feels like the first time all over again. his strokes are shallow, shaky breaths expelled from his lips and even the slightest gaze upon your naked body makes him shiver. “missed you so much, princess” sanzu mumbles against your lips, tracing the curves on your body with his calloused fingers while his tongue dips into your warm mouth. sanzu could last forever just like this, the swell of his cock sweetly nestled inside you, soft hands cupping his warm cheeks and a singe of pleasure jolting up his spine. sanzu ignores it at first, he’s too caught up in the way you make him feel, alive—burning from combustion and craving more. “fuck i think i’m gonna cum” sanzu gasps and normally that’d be okay but time has slowed down and sanzu has only been inside you for a minute. “s-seriously?” you squeak back, noticing his lashes fluttering closed and your thighs slathers warm. “i can’t help it, fuck—” sanzu pumps another load inside you and his hands weakly fisting the sheets beside your head, “you’re gonna cum tonight, j-just let me use this hole, o-okay?”

+ how does he make it up to you?

cockwarm your precious boyfriend, that’s what sanzu wants and needs besides it keeps his cum in and the way your cunt clenches as he makes you cream on his length is a win-win situation <3

LET’S PLAY BALL ── ⭑ .ᐟ

MLB!MEGUMI FUSHIGURO MASTERLIST!

　 . ★⋆. ࿐࿔ “ won’t you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor? ” 　　　.   　　˚　　 　

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୨ৎ you noticed me (fluff, some angst, nsfw) LONG FIC

୨ৎ talk baby (fluff, angst, nsfw) LONG FIC

୨ৎ to be known (fluff, angst, nsfw) LONG FIC

୨ৎ promise (fluff, angst, nsfw) LONG FIC / halloween special!

❛ ㅤ𖥔 ─── EXTRA-L (五条悟, 𝓖𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔)

𝓐𝖡𝖲𝖳𝖱𝖠𝖢𝖳 ─ when gojo tries to talk you through it, but it makes him cum first instead 🤷

( 1.4k )ㅤ｡⠀呪術廻戦 ㅤ& MDNI. ✶ afab!reader, established relationship, práise kínk, crèampíe, máting prèss, inappropriate use of jujutsu

"heh, are you close?" gojo teeters, his large hand cupped underneath the soft, flushed arch of your neck. he's reached that stage of the night where he's getting far too cocky, his powerful, broad thighs not even breaking an ounce sweat, not even as skin slaps against skin.

bright, searing blue cuts through the darkness of the bedroom, and you have no doubt he's using a copious amount of reversed cursed energy to keep him going. gojo's doing a pretty decent job of holding out for the big finish.

the big finish in you that is. for the very thought of filling you up with thick, spurting loads makes gojo shake, quiver even, a whine slipping from his glossy, pink-stung mouth.

you can feel the ache in your stretched limbs, for the sensation is pulsing and throbbing from the mean mating press that gojo's got you in. his washboard, sculpted abdomen is pressed right up against you where you're certain that the print of his muscles will leave a mark. and the curled thatch of silvery-white hairs is tacking right up against your mound, drenched in the sticky slick that you've released, four times no less.

"dunno' if i can do it a-another time, 'toru," you're whining, gasping as gojo shifts the bulk of his body weight deeper against your bare torso. he's making sure to hit that sweet, sweet spot at this filthy angle, thick tip rummaging and swabbing through your gummy walls. but surely, gojo must be close now, for you feel the thin, weeping cries of precum slip out of you and onto the damp sheets. pooled onto the inner, plush flesh of your thighs.

"sweetheart, c'mon," gojo nudges your thighs further apart, slotting his broad form so perfectly in that gap that he adores the most, "i know you can, 'm gonna' make it real good this time." leaving adoring, laving kisses over your collarbone, complete with small, pink petals that bloom after his lips pop! away.

"jus' so big, i can feel you allll in me," you moan, lips parting as small ah! ah! ah! begins punctuating the cool night air. it's sort of the magic formula, you see. praising gojo, and lavishing him with many a sincere compliment.

you learned long ago that gojo loves to hear how much you love him, especially during lovemaking. particularly when he's doing his level best to plough himself right through you, determined to have every thick-veined inch of his cock kiss you.

you hear a little, pussydrunk giggle from the man above you. ridiculously long lashes fluttering against creamy, flushed skin as gojo sighs, content as he's determined to delve further into your heat, to have you as close to him as possible, "y-yeah? that big?"

slap! slap! slap!

once, you may have burned, or been embarrassed at the soaked, sloppy sounds of your cunt leaking like a faucet around gojo's thick shaft. to be mildly conscious of how your translucent shine had been coating every inch of his cock ever since he bottomed out in you with a groaned pop!

but frankly, you had been with him for so long — by now, the man had manoeuvred you into every position possible, and you knew nothing made him pick up the pace or turned him on more than the sticky encouragement of his second favourite girl in the entire world.

"hahh, 'toru, why?" your walls suddenly clench, desparate hips bucking up to kiss his. whining at the disappointment of the quick empty sensation that takes over when gojo's gripping the base of his cock, gently sliding his shaft out that glistens with all that tender love and care.

gojo just chuckles, pressing a delicate and feather-light kiss upon your waiting lips, quelling your soft gripes. "be patient now, pretty. just gonna, yeah –" he's jostling your thighs now, quietly stretching out the stiff limbs so he can press another kiss to the inner corner of your ankle, setting both legs over his wide shoulders, "jus' gonna change the angle. gonna' get you through this next one, that alright?"

frankly, the angle is a welcome change for your smarting hamstrings so you nod, hoping that he gets a move on and presses right up against, and into you asap.

gojo seems to be just as impatient as you are, but he's holding up beautifully despite not having released himself once tonight. he often gets like this, so determined to have you fall apart for him as many times as possible before he flushes, and groans, and spills into you.

"heh, 'm pretty girl, isn't that right?" gojo's admiring you blatantly, electric-blue eyes roving over your form, six eyes vying to find that sweet spot once more, "now 'm just gonna put it innnnn, jus' like. that."

and the stretch is delicious, and oh! the way that the weeping, hot tip swipes against your clit, sloppily dragging through your folds before he's pushing past the first ring of quivering muscle.

"you can take it right? can take alll of me, can'tcha?" gojo's cooing, slapping his hips (and well, his heavy balls) against the fat of your ass, and he hardly seems bothered by the messy strands of arousal that string back, fragile and yet so loud. this angle is truly mind-numbing, for his cock is rubbing right against every sweet spot possible, and your legs are already begin to quake once more, knowing exactly what's around the corner.

"oouh, yer' doing great, just breathe for me, sweetheart," gojo murmurs, his muscled torso flexin' so deliciously in the pale, filtered light of the moon refracting through the half-open windows, "now 'm just gonna' angle ya' like this."

gojo's got a thick hand on the underside of your thigh, pushing it to the edge of his shoulder so the angle is wide open and he can watch every delicious movement of his cock into your weeping cunt, to admire how your folds throb and tense, with slick drenching down the sheets. "y'look c-close, pretty, i mean — look at how she's ready to give me another show." tapping his chin in faux thought, licking a strand of your glossy arousal off his slender fingers, "wonder if you're gon' squirt this time."

it seems that gojo satoru simply cannot shut up, but you've always known how much he loves to run his mouth.

especially when he's balls-deep in you, circling his hips to make sure that he's hitting every sensitive spot possible to make the both of you see stars, "see, look at that, 'm thinkin' that this —" gojo wetly slaps the pads of his fingers against your aching, sensitive clit, watching the drowned slosh smear over your thighs, "this is gonna make you cu — ohh, fuck, fuck!"

you suppose that it will be lost to the ages as to what exactly gojo satoru was going to say, and many will wonder how he was going to finish that sentence (although, those of us with two brain cells to rub together can hazard a guess).

but he never quite gets those words out, suddenly squeezing his eyes tight shut, so soft lashes imprint on his under-eyes. a red-hot flush suddenly climbing up his alabaster neck, as his hips buck and quiver, stuttering as hot, thick and opaque seed splurges right up in you, enough that you tense your thighs as creamy drops spill right out, "fuck, 'm feeling dizzy — s'so good, hah." gojo's whining and panting, still keeping a bruising grip on your thighs, but he's determined that not even a single drop goes to waste.

when he pulls himself together once more, what a sight, for gojo's jaw is still slack, crystalline tears pooling at the corners of his lashes as he shudders, the most powerful man currently walking the earth has come undone. but he's never one to leave your momentum interrupted, grinning with that fang-ridden, shark-like grin as he pulls your body down the bed, even close to him so your arousal and his cum pool together and stick between the two of you, "how 'bout best of, uhh. . .nine?"