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My Dirty Girl (SMUT)

Anon Request; Chiaki (OTBS) x MC

“I was wondering if you could do a bdsm inspired smut with chiaki?”

[Like the word ‘hardcore’ I think BDSM means different things to different people. I got this idea in my head & I just rolled with it. I’m sorry if this isn’t what you were after nonnie. But I had fun writing it, it was different. Tagging my fellow Chiaki lovers @teresa-yukibito & @humorcomchantilly. ENJOY!]

Damn girl, now I need a REALLY cold bath

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Each Secret - Mamoru Kishi - Chapter 4

More of my Mamoru Kishi High School AU

The minutes had dragged to this moment, where you had to meet up with the attractive man who held his own blackmail material against you, it still drove your heart mad thinking about what he could do with those images, and what it could do to the little reputation you had, you wouldn’t be able to get any sort of a date with a photo like that floating around and you definitely wouldn’t be able to think about dating.

You didn’t even know who he was, you were sure you would have noticed a guy like that somewhere in school, he was so attractive, and his every feature stood out to you, from the tousled hair, to those piercing eyes. Not only that, but he didn’t look as though he could be any younger than you, so surely that meant he was a senior like you, but that again brought you back to the question of why wouldn’t you have noticed him before?

Maybe he was from the Maths or Science section, you didn’t know many of those students, so he could be a dweeb who hides away in there.

The class bell sounded, and before your friends could grab you, you’d disappeared out of the door, light on your feet as your mind was swamped with questions, looking for him. Racing down the corridor’s the worst idea struck you as you opened a door, maybe he was a delinquent or something? “Excuse-” You began as you slammed open the door to the room, and were more than a little shocked by the sight you met, and didn’t hide that look from your face. “You are a delinquent” You whispered to yourself as you tried to get over the shock, as the attractive guy was hanging out of the window, a cigarette locked between his lips, his eyes briefly widening from your appearance but quickly he went back to staring out fo the window as he finished his cigarette. Getting over any initial shock, you exclaimed, “You’re smoking! That’s bad” A childish tone to you as you pointed to the cigarette. “And you’re late” He stated, taking a final drag on the cigarette, “You get here late, and that’s all you have to say?” He questioned as he stubbed the cigarette out on the rather conveniently placed ash tray, next to another which also looked recently smoked.

Frozen, you found yourself unable to move as he strolled across the room, not sure why he was approaching you or what reprehensible things this delinquent would do to you, “Hold still” He stated, as he stood in front of you, while your back finally hit a wall, panicking about him suddenly approaching you, perhaps he was about to do something indecent, “Something like this should only be done after we’ve been going out together for a while!” You cried out, your words almost blurring into one as he leaned in towards you, “Quiet down. It will be over soon” The panic levels rose, is that why he called you here?

Was he aiming for this?

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(NSFW) Public Nasty - Ota Kisaki

‘It’s getting crowded in here,’ you said, as you were jostled about in the elevator. You and Ota - who was in disguise - were on your way to the twenty-first floor for a meeting with an art director. You had planned a date somewhere nearby in the area anyway so Ota insisted that you accompany him. 

Seeing you get jostled, he pulled you towards him by your waist and held you steady against him as the elevator began to move. He was standing right at the back near the corner, so he had a little of his own space. 

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My Scenario Masterpost

The title explains it. Once I get more done, they’ll be added to the list. Do note that my writing style, scenario lengths and quality have changed and hopefully improved. For some reason I couldn’t find all scenarios, so this list is missing a few. I’ll try my best to keep searching for them! Feel free to request more, especially for those who don’t have much beneath their names.

Ayato x Reader

Kanato x Reader

Laito x Reader

Shuu x Reader

Reiji x Reader

Subaru x Reader

Ruki x Reader

Kou x Reader

Yuma x Reader

Azusa x Reader

Carla x Reader

Shin x Reader

Threesomes

Yaoi

Shuuma fluff and an sliiiiight NSFWish scenario with Kou has been added to the list!

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Love Hotel Run In

  • Requested by @voltageinclover101
  • Featuring Ren Shibasaki from MFW
  • Rating: Mature NSFW
  • A/N: My only prompt was for the smexy times to take place in a love hotel so I’ve definitely incorporated that into the story but there is also a very mortified Ren moment so, I hope you enjoy! This did get pretty long, it’s over 3,000 words and, well, you’ll be as mortified as Ren and MC are at the end, believe me.

Ren Shibasaki - Love Hotel

Ren Shibasaki had never believed himself to be the sort of man that would earn the disapproval of his girlfriend’s father. He was quiet, polite, easy on the eyes, certainly well off and wealthy enough to provide a more than comfortable living, he was also sweet and charming: a gentlemanly Prince. So, when it came to the point when he’d be meeting your parents for the first time, Ren was certain that he’d be able to make an astounding first impression.

But Ren turned out to be very, very wrong.

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“Hey, Ren, my parents want to know if we’ll have dinner with them tomorrow.” You told him as you remembered the phone conversation you’d had with your mother earlier that day.

“Of course.” He smiled, taking your hand in his as you walked home from Long Island together. “I’m looking forward to meeting them.” He brought your hand up to his mouth and pressed a delicate kiss to your knuckles.

You sighed, smiling, as his lips moved from your knuckles to your wrist. Tugging you closer, Ren wrapped an arm around your waist and pressed a chaste, albeit lingering kiss to your lips. You let out a contented sigh but pushed him away.

“About that…” You began, meaning him kissing you, “we’re going to have to hold off for a few days. See, my parents were struggling to find a hotel so…”

“So you offered them the spare room?” He finished for you with a smile.

“Yeah, they’ve got a room for tonight so they’ll be fine for now but it’s apparently quite shady so I didn’t think you’d mind if I offered to let them stay with us. It just means… we can’t…” You blushed and Ren nodded, noting your disappointed expression.

“I take it their stay stars tomorrow night?” Ren asked and you nodded, tightening your grip on his hand. “So, I need to make the most of our alone time tonight then?” Ren gave an unusually mischievous grin and your blush increased dramatically, the tips of your ears turning bright red.

“I… I suppose we could…” You agreed, embarrassed but happy, and continued walking in the direction of your home, surprised and confused when Ren’s grip on your hand stopped you from walking any further. “Ren? Aren’t we going home?”

Ren gazed at you seriously, the dark look in his eyes making you ache deep in your gut. He was thinking about your body. His body. Both of your bodies. Together. Rolling in bed, moving as one, feeling your exquisite heat and remembering your taste on his tongue. He would be deprived of that for as long as your parents decided to stay. So he wasn’t going to go hungry for god knows how long without completely satiating the primitive urges he had first. He tugged gently on your hand.

“I don’t want to hold back tonight.” Was all the explanation Ren offered before he turned the both of you around and head off in the opposite direction. You were slightly hesitant and cautious as to where he was taking you, but you trusted him and so followed obediently.

You followed him all the way to the red-light district.

“R-Ren…” You unconsciously gripped his hand a little tighter and stood closer to him, uncomfortable with your surroundings. He gave you a comforting smile before leading you into the least dodgy looking love hotel he could find.

You watched him silently as he followed the discrete booking procedures, paying in cash to an invisible teller. Everything about the hotel screamed at you that it was shady, even the nicest love hotel seemed unnecessarily raunchy and you wondered why Ren would choose to take you to a place like this. He might not want you to hold back with him, but you could probably lose control more easily in your own home than in such unfamiliar surroundings.

Ren’s heart was pounding in his chest as he took the key card for a room from the person behind the screen, only their hands visible to keep both the clients and the staff anonymous. He’d never been to a love hotel before. He’d heard stories from Saeki about them. About how they helped couples free themselves from burdens, unleash fantasies and truly lose themselves in one another. He turned to you, caught your uncertain expression and gave you the sweetest smile he could muster as he took your hand.

Comforted by his hand in yours and his smile, you blushed some more as he led you by the hand to your room. He opened the door, letting you enter first and locked the door behind the both of you as you scanned the room.

Minimalistic but luxuriously furnished, the walls were painted crimson and the furniture – consisting off a sofa, a bed, two bedside tables and a wardrobe built into the wall – was glossy and white with burgundy accents. The light fixtures in the ceiling had been fit with red bulbs, casting a scandalously pinkish hue across the entire room. Half of the wall opposite the bed was made entirely out of glass with a glass door built into it and through it you could see the bathroom. The bath was round and looked more like a Jacuzzi and a heart shaped mirror hung on the wall above the sink. Alarmed at why someone would think it’d be a good idea to let your lover see you in the bathroom – when one would be peeing or shaving or worse.

“_____________.”

The breathy whisper of your name from behind you dragged you away from your curiosities about the glass wall and brought you back to reality. You were about to make love in this room. But before you did, there was something you needed to know beforehand.

“Ren… Why did you bring me here?” You asked. “I mean, I know we’re going to… but I was just… why here and not…” You struggled to get your words out as you felt his hands gently brush along your sides and his face nuzzle into the side of your neck.

“Because at home, I’m sweet and calm and tender.” Ren whispered, lips brushing along the nape of your neck, causing your spine to tremble and your back to arch. “And tonight…” He licked your neck and you had to bite your lip to keep from moaning. “I intend on being anything but.” He nipped at your neck and you shivered again.

He released you and turned you around, staring down at your wide innocent eyes and he gave the faintest of smiles before leaning down to capture your lips.

His tongue gently probed your mouth, despite his promise of not being tender, but his kiss didn’t last long. Instead, he drew back and unbuttoned his waistcoat.

“Get naked for me.” He demanded. “I don’t want to waste time.” He informed you as he dropped his waistcoat to the floor and yanked his tie from around his neck. You nodded shakily, bewildered about how dominant and blunt he was being with you. You couldn’t understand the thoughts in his head as he watched your hands slowly cross over to pull the t-shirt up and off of your head. If he had to go without your naked body against his, your glorious wetness in his mouth, your delicious juices on his tongue, your tantalising moans in his hear… if he had to go without all that for too long he would surely die.

You removed your t-shirt and watched as Ren stripped himself, revealing more and more of his porcelain skin with every passing second. You stepped out of your shoes and shimmied out of your jeans, unaware of Ren’s darkening pupils as he saw your hips shake. You glanced up and saw Ren kicking his grey trousers aside, leaving him in only his white boxers. You went to unhook your own bra but your hands slowed as Ren’s fingers hooked into the waistband of his boxers and slowly pulled them down.

As if in slow motion, he revealed to you the thatch of golden hair that you loved, trimmed down but still coarse and thick at the base of his erection, and when his boxers came all the way down and you saw his semi-erect member, you couldn’t help but salivate with immense hunger at the sight. Partially erect, the head of his erection was still slightly hidden by his foreskin but you could make out the veins on his shaft and the beginnings of what you knew would engorge to fill you up, stretch you completely. You threw off your bra and followed Ren’s actions, slowly hooking your fingers into your panties to remove them, giving him the same teasingly arousing show that he’d given you.

Ren watched you remove your panties, seeing the trimmed hair, most of it completely removed save for the fine patch just above your slit. He could practically taste you already, feel your plump folds against his palm, your little clit against his tongue, the scent of your arousal thick and heady.

“Get on the bed.” Ren instructed, voice thick with need.

You obeyed without question now.

You laid on your back but Ren shook his head.

“On your hands and knees.” Ren commanded.

You hesitated but did as he said, face burning with heat as you felt his eyes on your revealed ass and feminine parts. Embarrassing as this position was, you couldn’t help the tingling running through your veins as you anticipated what was to come.

Ren watched you obey him and wondered what had become of his usual, gentle self. He had never asked to take you from behind before, never thought you’d do it even if he had asked. But now he knew you’d do everything and anything for him, you trusted him completely. You trusted him to take care of yours and his bodies both and that’s exactly what he was going to do.

He knelt on the bed behind you, running his hands over your ass, squeezing slightly before running his hands down your thighs, dragging his fingernails back up. He felt and saw your body judder as his nails bit into your ass cheeks and he gripped them, spreading them with mild curiosity. He had never seen your body from this angle before, the fine hairs surrounding your asshole, the muscles in your back trembling as you held up your torso. He let out a low moan and planted a sloppy, wet kiss to the lowest part of your back, just above the separation of your ass cheeks and you let out a whimper.

You knew he wasn’t toying with you on purpose. His scientist brain was on. He was spreading you apart and letting his saliva dribble down between your ass for observation purposes only. He’d never take you there without your fully informed consent first.

He dragged a finger down the split in your ass cheeks, massaging the hole there, felt you stiffen but relax as he kept on doing it. Feeling the tension ease out of your body as his fingers rubbed your hole, he smiled as he moved to caress your sodden folds instead. He parted them too, with his fingers, and peered at your parts closely, watching how the glistening pink flesh within twitched in want, how your clit eased out of its hood the further he spread your lips.

“Ren… please…” You whined, pushing your ass out towards him, the throbbing in your lower stomach too intense for you to handle without stimulation for much longer.

“No.” He practically growled. “I’ll do as I please with your pussy.” He told you and you gasped at his words. This was certainly a side of Ren you’d never experienced before. His aggression left you quivering, inside and out, with mingled excitement, curiosity and mild fear.

Ren brought his face to your lower lips and ran a teasing finger through your folds, lingering slightly on your clit and rubbing the entrance to your sex in the same way he’d massaged your asshole.

He was stunned at how wet you were. How slippery. He wouldn’t need to prepare you if he didn’t want to. He collected some of your juices, without actually entering you, and ran it down your spine, seeing the translucent liquid coat your skin. He groaned as he leant forward and licked it off and heard your reckless moan.

“You dirty girl, ____________, so wet and so delicious.” He murmured, bending slightly as to probe your folds with his tongue, incapable of resisting the sweet temptation of your taste. Your hips rocked against his face as he placed his hands on your ass, delving as deep between your thighs as he could, still without touching your clit or entering your aching entrance.

You couldn’t stand it, his teasing. His refusal to give you the pleasure you craved. Tears burned in your eyes as the intensity of your own arousal soared, having had your asshole massaged and now your pussy teased with lazy flicks… it was all getting to be too much for you.

“Please, fuck me already!” You cried out loudly as Ren licked all the way from your pubic hair to your asshole, moaning as he did so to send the most wicked of vibrations through you.

“The walls are thin.” He told you as he knelt behind you, taking this erection in his hand and stroking himself as he saw both your holes throb. “But that turns you on, right? Knowing some other couple can hear you moan, can hear how much you love my cock… how much do you love it? Let them know.” He instructed.

Overcome with lust, your desire addled mind saw nothing wrong with the demand and you pushed back, trying to find his cock for yourself.

“I love your cock, Ren, please, I need it inside me!” You begged, throwing your head back to look at him over your shoulder, saw his tensed jaw and stern expression. You spoke louder. “Give me your cock, Ren! I want it! Please, Ren, I love how it feels inside me, give it to me, fuck me Ren!” The tears in your eyes slid down your cheeks and Ren’s self control finally broke.

“I’m going to fuck you now, _____________, is that what you want?” He asked, running the head of his erection across your entrance.

“Yes! Ren! Fuck me hard!” You pleaded, shaking your ass to get a little bit more friction and he smiled.

And he rammed into you.

There was no easing into it, no slow warm-up thrusts. Ren was rough from the word go. He gripped your hips and impaled you on his cock, feeling the juice that had pooled inside you squirt out around him, running down his thighs and coating the backs of yours. Your eyes rolled back into your head as he took you, forcing his cock inside you as deep it could go, no matter how much it could possibly hurt you. Your body writhed in ecstasy, any pain that came from the depth of his thrusts only morphed into more pleasure as you let out loud, shrill moan after moan, cry after cry.

“Your pussy is squeezing me so tightly.” Ren laughed softly, his words made more gruff due to being shaken by his hard, sharp thrusts. Looking down and watching his cock enter you, watching your pussy take him in. He gripped your hip tighter with one hand and brought his other hand sharply onto your ass check, forcing your spine to arch, brushing your aching, sorely ignored nipples across the silky bed sheets.

“Oh, God, Ren, more!” You groaned, saliva dripping down your chin, skin coated in sweat. He spanked you again and you groaned in pleasure.

“You like that?” He asked, bringing his hand to your ass again, loving how it made you tighten around him and how it made you groan straight from your throat. “You’re my dirty little girl, aren’t you?” He chuckled and you moaned even more enthusiastically.

“Yes! Yes!” You cried out louder than ever before as he forced your upper body down and began rutting against you so hard that the bed began to pound into the wall, banging so roughly against the wall that it started leaving marks, the bed springs creaking violently, the mattress wobbling dangerously beneath you, the bed frame close to collapsing at the sheer force of your fucking.

Ren stilled for a moment, pressing your face into the sheets and bending your body at the hips so your ass was still level with his hips. He gripped your ankles and raised your body slightly, and then continued ploughing.

The new angle made it impossible for him to miss your most sensitive spot inside you and he hit it again and again and you screamed. Ren loved hearing you moan but after hearing that scream… He knew there was no going back from this moment. He took you faster, felt your entire body jolt with pleasure, and as you tightened so hard, you tried to warn him of your impending release by using words but it was impossible. Whenever you tried speaking, nothing came out but lewd half formed noises of uncontrollable euphoric pleasure. Ren himself had been close to his own release long before he’d entered you but he’d held back. But as soon as your walls clamped down in your orgasm, he was done for.

Ren’s roar when he came was so feral, so animalistic and primitive that it made you feel like an animal in heat, feeling him spill his semen within you, feeling it hit your walls and stain your insides white with his essence, it made your body gloriously hot. Your own screams of ecstasy reminded Ren of a lioness or a wolf mating with it’s alpha, and on pure instinct he bit into the back of your throat, felt your body judder again as the heat of your orgasm surrounded him.

You remained in that position, him laying on top of your weak form, for an unknown amount of time before Ren finally withdrew from you and sat back, watching as cum began to seep out of you. He had the strangest urge to lick it, but knew he wouldn’t like his own taste, so decided against it.

“I’m sorry, ____________.” Ren panted when he realised just how violently he had taken you. “Are you okay?” He asked, a frown denting his brow.

Using the minimal energy you had, you rolled over and smiled at him dreamily.

“I am more than okay, my Prince.” You teased slightly as you breathed hard. Taking in his dishevelled hair, stuck to his forehead with sweat, and his glistening skin, your eyes went down to the length that had, minutes ago, been buried inside of you. Your eyes widened in shock to find him still partially hard and you used the last scraps of energy you had to lay on your front, your face directly in front of his crotch, smiling when his member twitched at your closeness, as if it could sense you approaching.

“_____________?” He placed a hand on your cheek and you smiled deviously.

“Don’t think you can fuck me like that and only get away with having one round.” You smirked, before reaching out, pulling back his foreskin and taking him in your mouth.

That night, neither of you got any sleep and both of you, while tired, felt completely satiated and satisfied.

That was, until, the following morning.

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Ren left the room first, stretching as you put your coat on. There was a beautiful soreness in his limbs that made him extremely happy. He faintly heard the sound of a lock clicking and turned around in time to see a man exit the room beside his, yawning.

“Morning.” The man chuckled as he saw Ren.

“Morning.” Ren nodded, wondering why the man was chuckling. Not expecting the conversation to be continued, Ren turned away.

“Are you and your woman always like that?” The man asked and Ren’s head snapped back around, his face flushing.

“I, um, no… we… it’s never normally that…” Ren struggled for words.

“Wild?” The man suggested. Ren nodded.

“I’m sorry if we kept you up.” Ren’s flush deepened as he took in the rings under the man’s eyes. The man shrugged.

“Eh, who am I to get in the way of young love.” He laughed and Ren smiled awkwardly. A woman came out of the same room the man had come from and instantly flushed upon seeing Ren.

“G-good morning, Ren.” The woman’s eyes widened as she realised what she’d said, flushing even harder when she said his name, only having known it because of how loud you had yelled it.

Before Ren could say anything in return, you came out of your own room looking tired but happy and turned to say something to Ren. But then you saw the couple he was talking to. And the couple saw you. And all three of your faces paled. The man’s went especially green.

Ren frowned, looking between the three of you in confusion.

“Oh my God.” The woman’s smile widened in embarrassed shock, her mouth rising to cover her hand as she stared at you.

“______________…?” The man stared at you like an irreplaceable vase or ornament that had just been smashed. “You… and… this man… you’re…” Ren thought the man looked like he was about to puke and couldn’t put his finger on why, until your meek little voice reached his ears.

“This really is not how I wanted you to meet my parents.”

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Into the Depths of Hell, I’ll Gladly Fall

  • MC x Eisuke
  • Summary: SLBP AU! Eisuke is the lord of Owari, perceived as a fool for his rash and seemingly outrageous decisions, yet no one dares to defy him. After hardships at home you ended up selling yourself to the lord of hell himself to support your family. Your brother, swore to bring you home one day. But when will that be?
  • A/N: If there are any historical flaws please point them out. I am no expert, and I am basing this highly off SAC and SLB:P versions so if something seems to be misplaced where it is clear I am trying to emulate history correctly, please message me!
  • Like my fanfictions? You can check out my masterpost here for headcons and fanfictions!

“M-Milord,”

You muttered the phrase as you carefully walked into the meeting hall, trying to make haste of your cleaning duties so you didn’t hear anything illegal or disturb the lord of hell himself.

Stealing a quick glance, you studied the face of the man that now held you captive inside the compounds of the Ichinomiya clan. Stern, not a ounce of kindness was on his face as he seemed to be discussing war tactics with his most trusted page, Soryu Oh.

A foreigner to Owari, but Lord Ichinomiya trusted him like he was his own brother. You heard the rumors about Lord Ichinomiya, about him being adopted or killing his biological parents, so you concluded that his lack of family was why he put such great trust and bonds with his pages. They were his family you assumed. And Lord Oh was no exception.

Soryu Oh was regarded as the highest ninja in Japan. Rumors spoke about his mass killings, women and children, which made him seem like a favorable candidate next to Lord Ichinomiya, because he was rumored to be just as ruthless. 

They were only rumors, and you knew two things well about rumors. One, to not gossip in the castle grounds. You knew your place, it was nothing more of a low page, and that was a status you intended to keep. And two, rumors were what they are––rumors. You couldn’t believe anything till it came out of the sources mouth.

Besides Lord Oh, there were a few others that you took note that held high priority to Lord Ichinomiya. Two of the strangest were Lord Baba (as he liked to be addressed as) and Lord Kisaki, who seemed to never do their work, so you wondered how they held such high statuses. 

But, besides them, the other pages were Lord Kishi and Lord Hishikura. The clan medic, Dr. Foster, also seemed to be on good terms with the pages and Lord Ichinomiya as well.

“Girl,” A deep voice called out, plucking you from your thoughts and back to the task as hand. It seems in your recollection of the terrifying men in front of you that you stopped cleaning in the room.

“I-I’m s-so sorry Milord!” You called out, bowing low before turning to go back to cleaning, trying to work faster to make up for your lost time.

As your back was turned, you failed to notice the smirk on Lord Ichinomiya’s face as he went back to his war strategies with Lord Oh.

It was strange, truly. 

Even though you had your reasons for leaving the capital and coming to Owari, you never knew why Lord Ichinomiya took you in. As far as you were concerned, you could be a assassin, a thief. You still couldn’t believe he listened to your explanation about the situation when you told him, let alone being taken in by him to work of the debt you now owed.

Your father was a gambler, and your mother up and left years ago. Although your father spoke of her death, you knew that she never truly died. All you had was your father and your older brother Takamune. To you, even though your family wasn’t normal or easy, it was still family all the same. 

Thinking about your brother, and his final words, you sighed.

“I swear I will come get you Khim! Wait for me!”

You received one letter form him since your change of lifestyle. It was short, the details lacking, but he spoke about his promise, and that he was with a clan as a high page, working on getting you back. The words echoed in your ears as you finished cleaning in the room, only to try and run for the door when the same chilling voice called out to you once more.

“Don’t dismiss yourself just yet,” Was all he said, not even glancing from his map in front of him as the other pages filled out of the room, leaving you, Lord Ichinomiya and Lord Oh alone.

“We are still investigating you girl,” Lord Oh called out in a intimidating tone, which, worked as you shook in your spot.

“R-Rightly so Milords.” You responded, pausing a few seconds until you realized you should have bowed, and rushed to do so in a frenzy. 

“From today onward you will be working along side me,” Lord Ichinomiya declared, moving from his spot to walk over to you, using his index finger to lift your head to face him, placing it gently under your chin, “Meeting any needs I may have.”

The tone in his voice, the way he looked at you, it all made your skin crawl. It was a reaction you weren’t expecting, but also expecting at the same time. If you weren’t a assassin then a prostitute was the next logical guess. Still, the comment made your blood boil, as you found yourself shoving his hand away, taking a few steps back.

“Don’t misunderstand my words Milord,” You refuted, “Me selling myself wasn’t for sexual favors, it was for work as a page. I’m sure another women can fulfill those desires of yours.”

“Listen you––” Lord Oh began to yell, but Lord Ichinomiya simply held up a hand to calm him.

“I will enjoy stomping out the fire I see you cling to,” He said, a smirk ghosting his lips, “It will be the only thing that gets you through hell here.” 

You held your tongue, not knowing what to say but not having the guts to up and leave, so you stared at him.

“…”

He didn’t respond either, only staring at you as well. The harsh expression never changed, in fact, you swore it got deeper as time moved on.

“We need to finalize our plans Eisuke,” Lord Oh announced, and you made mental note of the familiarity in his voice to Lord Ichinomiya as he slowly broke his eye contact from you, turning to face him.

“Figure it out with Hishikura,” He answered, quickly moving past you to leave the room, only to find that he grabbed your wrist and was dragging you along with him.

“M-Milord!?” You squeaked, looking to Lord Oh for some sort of saving, but his confused look on his face only made it clear that even he had no idea of his intentions as he pulled you out of the room.

And being dragged through the hallways of the castle wasn’t any easier.

The looks of the maids and pages that you both passed, practically hand in hand, didn’t ease any rumors about you at all. From the suspicions of you being a whore they only intensified, remarking you as a prostitute from another clan, a master poisoner and so on. You cringed at the remarks as you silently wished Lord Ichinomiya would increase his pace and hurry up to wherever the destination would be.

Reaching his chambers, he slid the door open and threw you in, causing you to trip and fall––right on his bedding.

Panicking, you tried to move from your spot, but two arms encircled you above, trapping you between the bedding and Lord Ichinomiya himself…

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Volatile - KBTBB - Chapter 2

featuring: oc - sae ueda / eisuke ichinomiya / mitsunari baba - more to come. rating: m - could possibly get higher. authors notes: you can find chapter 2 here! let me know what you think xo

Sae’s POV

After a few more cocktails which we were surprised we could even stomach and a song or two that the girls had agreed for me to dance to and try forget about the night thus far, it was close to 3am when we all decided to stumble back to our hotel rooms - putting up a fight with the swipe card to let us in, all 4 of us crashed into the suite Elle and I had booked for ourselves.

“Ooohhhhhhhh, Sae-baby! Take a look at this!”, Mary exclaimed running up to one of the beds and pulled across to her a rather short and lacy, red see through negligee which she held up against herself, spinning in tiny circles around the room before falling back against the bed. The laughter which escaped from her lips was enough to make my eyes roll but what Elle said after reading out a small card which she found tucked on top of a pillow which caused for the umpteenth time that night a hard blush to pollute my cheeks.

“Something tells me you’d look good in red - E”

I could have heard a pin drop in the silence between my three friends as they turned to look at each other and exchanged an expression which I just wasn’t in the mood to deal with. Squealing together like school girls over an unobtainable crush immediately afterwards - I decided to forgo brushing my teeth; the alcohol could stay on my breath for the night, instead unzipping myself out of the little black dress I wore and after tossing it down onto the floor along with kicking off the heels I was standing in into a small pile on the floor.

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Volatile - KBTBB - Chapter 1

Featuring: OC - Sae Ueda / Eisuke Ichinomiya - more to come. Rating: M - could possibly get higher Authors notes: weeks ago had this story posted as Unpredictable - I’ve decided to rework it & hopefully write something I’m proud of. I hope you enjoy, let me know what you think <3 xo

Sae’s POV

In the distance of the dark club, I could clearly see the outline of my friends standing across the other side of the dance floor – vodka sunrises in their hands as if the drinks were some kind of fashion accessory for them to kick off the start of what we all perceived to be an enjoyable, unforgettable, let our hair down kind of night for my 21st birthday. It was a little after 10pm on a Saturday in the middle of May and the IVC welcome party we’d been invited to was in full swing – busier than we all expected. The tickets we’d received courtesy of a rather flirty brunette gentleman my co-worker Gabi had met whilst on shift at the coffee house we both co-owned; seemed like a gesture of sheer and sufficient luck which we weren’t expecting. We had no idea what the IVC was, but the way the girls saw it – a free party with drinks on the house at one of the hottest hotels in Tokyo was an experience we couldn’t just let slip from our hands.

Walking along the edge of the room – my fingertips cursing over the elegant velvet patterned walls as I neared my friends, I glanced up over the crowd to see a rather attractive looking man with lucid green colored eyes looking straight at me: his gaze holding an intense heat that I couldn’t shake. The corners of his lips curled into the most playful of smirks I’d ever seen and he mouthed a sweet yet silent ‘hello’ as he straightened himself up; tugging at the collar of his shirt and the sleeves of his jacket as if to prim and proper himself for a formal introduction – the gestures sending a warm blush to flush across the apples of my cheeks. The inside of my palms started to coat with the thinnest layer of sweat as green eyes made his way over; his strides in long, even places as if he were a hunter who had just found prey. Feeling my heart begin to race and skip every third or fourth beat unevenly, I swallowed hard – tensing almost immediately as a wave of nervousness washed over me from head to toe – disappointed as I saw him stop dead in his tracks. His stare was fixated over my right shoulder towards someone else who had clearly snagged his attention.

Twisting my weight to spin on my heels; I was shocked to see a rather tall man standing over me – his watch irritably pinned on the green eyed boy who was now quick to turn and head in the opposite direction. I’d only had a fleeting glance and although I couldn’t recognize who was standing in front of me, his presence made him seem strikingly familiar; like I’d seen him somewhere before although  his name, which I couldn’t for the life of me remember seemed to be hanging off the tip of my tongue. My mouth began to dry with the aid of his stare uncomfortably. The vodka martini I had grasped tightly in my fingertips was taken away by him and passed onto the tray of a roaming waitress who walked by.

Dark trousers clung flawlessly to his rather long, lean lower half – a lavender colored shirt adorning his torso along with a dark vest and blazer which made him look as if he were worth a billion yen. Moving my eyes slowly to outline his figure with haste; I wasn’t sure what exactly waited for me when my own eyes met the cunning focus he held whilst tracing my face.

“Come with me”, he half whispered in a raspy, harsh and commanding tone - his voice dripping with sophistication.

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The Cop and The Thief - Chapter 5 - KBTBB fanfic (Baba x MC x Mamoru)

HEY! This chapter is a little longer than the others and I tried something different, but I hope you like it! Sorry for the English mistakes. Let me know what you think!! Enjoy!! I tried to tag everyone but tumblr wouldn’t recognize a few blogs, so sorry!!

Mamoru POV

I woke up with my phone ringin’ nonstop. I lazily open my eyes, no… Don’t wanna wake up. It’s too bright for my eyes. The phone stopped bothering. Thank goodn- Aargh! It started again. I finally opened my eyes and my hand reached my phone. I looked at its screen. Ugh, my boss from the police station is annoyin’ me again. The last thing I wanted to deal with was him. I picked up the call.

“Yeah?”

“Kishi! Get your lazy ass here. The Dragons have shown up again.”

“Be there in 40.”

“10!” And he hang up.

I sighed. Dammit Soryu! Can’t ya gimme a a second of peace? I looked around and realized that I’ve fallen asleep on the sofa again. The bottles of beer from yesterday was all over the floor and so were my empty pots of soba. “Ugh, my back…” I got up and tried to fix my hair with my hand. I’m still with my clothes from yesterday. Damn, I smell like shit. I took my clothes off and throw them somewhere in the room and went to take a quick shower. The feelin’ of the warm water touchin’ my skin helped me to relax. But I didn’t waste too much time on the shower, because I needed to kick Soryu’s ass, maybe Eisuke’s too… Or Baba’s… Or Ota’s… No, Mamoru! Focus! Only Soryu’s! I put my officer uniform on, got my pair of handcuffs, my gun and went to the station.

I was walking toward the police station cursing Soryu on my head, when someone dumped on me. “Ahh kid! Watch where ya going, will ya?” I looked down and I saw a small girl with long black hair trying to reorganize her purchases that were on the floor.

“Sorry about that.” She said. I ain’t no heartless man. I started helping her to pick her things up before someone stepped on it. “Thank you!” She smiled at me. Damn! She’s… Really beautiful and-. No, Mamoru! You need to work today.

“Yeah, yeah… Now try not to bother other people bumping into them.” I said with an annoyed tone and walked away, before my thoughts could became actions.

When I arrived the station my boss were nervously walking around yelling orders to every poor living soul. He soon realized me standing at the door.

“Mamoru Kishi! I told you to be here in 10 minutes not 30! What do you think you are doing? One of the most dangerous mafia had shown up and you act as if it’s nothing!” I sighed.

“Quit the lecture and tell me what ya want from me, would ya?” He seems to relax a bit and made a sign to meet him at his office and I headed straight to it.

“It seems like The Dragons had a settling of scores. Near that famous casino hotel… Damn what’s the name…”

“Tress Spades?”

“Yeah! Go check it out and see if you can catch one of them.” I nodded and went to the parking lot to get my police car.

Once I arrived the “settling of scores” place I could see the mess Soryu and whoever was against him left behind. Bullets holes everywhere, the cars were almost destroyed, there was a lot of blood too. Damn… These mobsters are easily stressed. And stupid. People were passing by cautiously, afraid that they could get hurt too. I sighed and drove through the hotel to have a little word with that mob asshole.

When I was on my way, I kept thinkin’ on the excuse I’d give to my boss to cover the mobsters shit. I already hate him and a lot. But he always surprise me, because he had shown me that, yes, it IS possible to hate him even more. I silently cursed Soryu and the frozen lizards. When I reached the penthouse I saw Eisuke talking on the phone and… Hell no. Seriously? Soryu is sitting on the couch reading his novels? After all he did? Unbelievable. As soon as Eisuke noticed me, he went to his room to finish his call, I guess he already knew why I was there.

“Let me see if I get it. Ya just brought the hell to earth, bothered me and now ya’re sitting there reading your fucking novel as if nothin’ happened?!”

“What did you wanted me to do slacker? I needed to protect my territory.” He didn’t even glanced at me.

“Ya aren’t a dog to defend a territory! Now get someone to clean that shit cuz I ain’t goin’ to save your skin next time.” He sighed and then made a call the resolve the problem. He was probably calling his puppy. I quickly called my boss. “Boss? Ugh, I didn’t find any of them here. I’m going to look around but I don’t put faith that they’ll show up again.”

“Dammit! Well… We tried. Do it then Kishi. Good luck” And I hang up.

“Pain in the ass.” I said to myself and went to my suite to take a nap.

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I woke up and it was already dark outside. Damn, the police car! I need to get it back to the parking lot. The penthouse was empty and had no idea of what time it was. But I still needed to finish my sift, at least he’ll think that I care about those Mafia stuff.

While I was driving through the station, two man and a girl called my attention. Suddenly she started fighting and kicking their ass. Damn she’s fast and feisty hehe. But one of the guys punched her. Hell no, boy. I’ll teach you how to be a men. I quickly parked the car and checked my gun. Great, it’s full. I hurried to safe the girl who was pinned against the wall with two assholes In front of her.

“I didn’t want to it end up like this.” What the fuck were they thinking to do to her?! The girl looked scared. I pointed my gun to their heads and prepared it to shoot.

“If I were ya brats, I would let the girl go. Now!” She opened her eyes and looked to me. It’s the girl from before! The one who dumped on me. How…? Whatever I needed to finish with these two. “Get your hands behind your back.” I demanded, they obeyed and I handcuffed them. I leaded the bastards to the police vehicle and then went to talk to the girl who was standing there staring at me.

“Thank you… For showing up right on time.” She gave me that beautiful smile again. Please, she needs to stop that.

“Ya like to cause problems, don’t ya? You’re lucky that I was passing by, cuz I had finished my sift already.”

“So you remember me… Well, you helped me twice… So maybe I can pay you back?” I smirked. And ideas started coming to my mind. Dammit Kishi! You’re thinking like that womanizer or that artist brat. “I mean, I can pay you a drink.”

“Haha aren’t ya too young to drink?”

“I’m not a kid!” Hehe she looked so cute pouting.

“Yeah you don’t look like one…” I murmured. My Goodness Kishi!

“What?”

“Nothing.” Thank God she didn’t listen. “Let’s finish with those brats and then ya can pay me a beer.”

“Really? Are you accepting?” She smiled again.

“I ain’t no idiot to refuse free beer, kid.” And I turned back and headed to my car again.

“Hey! Not a kid!” She pouted and I heard her shoes following me.

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While she was being interrogated about the incident. I’ve already put them behind the bars. I went to my locker and changed into my black jeans, white shirt and black jacket. I put on some cologne that I found in the locker too and put my officer uniform inside of it and locked again. I waited for her outside. It was pretty cold so I lighten up a cigar and starting smoking and rested my back on the wall. Damn… Finally a good smoke after this busy day. I soon realized her standing a few steps away from me, staring at me and blushing. I couldn’t help be smirk. She looked so beautiful.

“Ready to go, kid?”

“Yes…” She said shyly. I sighed.

“No need to be nervous around me. So quit the blush.”

“Sorry!” She said. Better, she screamed. And blushed even more and tried to hide her face with her tiny hands. I couldn’t help but laugh at her reaction. I can feel a different aura coming from her. It’s good though.

While we were walking, she looked so thoughtful, yet she looked comfortable with me. The walk was quiet, but I enjoyed it. I mean, I can’t remember the last time I hangout with someone beside those damn rich people. I felt good with her. I wanted to say something to get to know her better. I didn’t even know her name.

“Kishi. Mamoru Kishi.” I said. Although I felt her gaze on me, I continued looking forward. “Aren’t ya tellin’ me yours?”

“Oh! It’s Pam, Pam Clarke. You can just call me Pam, it’s better.”

“Pam, uh? Short name for such a short little kid. Hehe.” And I’ll tell ya, a really beautiful kid.

“Hey! I’m not a kid!” She pouted making me laugh even more. After a while she stopped walking and turned to smile at me again. “We are here.”

“Le Renard Noir… This name ain’t strange…” I’ve heard it before but… When?

“Come on, let’s get in. I’m freezing out here.” She turned around and got in the bar as I followed her.

The bar seemed calm and relaxing. There was only a few people there. It wasn’t too bright, but it was comfortable to my eyes. As soon as I realized that Pam took her seat at the balcony I did the same. “Pam! It’s been a while since the last time you showed up!” A tall man wearing glasses said. He reminded me of Baba… Because of his long brown hair, he had bear though.

“What? What is the pork doing here?” A blond brat who was sitting near us said. Damn he’s loud.

“Atsumu! And hello for you too Takuto. Where are the others?” So Baba’s clone name is Atsumu and the blond brat is Takuto, maybe? Wait! Others?

“Oh, well… They will arrive soon.” Atsumu said and he seemed to realizes my presence. “And you? Are you Pam’s friend?”

“Nah, she will only pay me a drink.” I said, trying to act as if it was nothing.

“Oh is that so? What would you like to order?”

Pam ordered us a few drinks and I must say that she have a really good taste. Hehe. I enjoyed talking to Pam and those two, even though the blond princess were beginning to show that he’s really a pain in the ass. The time passed and the ‘others’ came to enjoy us. They seemed… Normal. Comparing to the bidders. Shit, the kid is drinking a lot! In a few minutes the little arrogant black haired guy and the brown haired one were completely drunk. The blond brat number two were flirting around, just like Ota do wherever he goes. I enjoyed the blond princess, what was his name? Oh yeah! Takuto, he was chocking with the damn food while Baba’s clone were helping him to stay alive. Pam was awkwardly looking at me and trying to talk to me. But she looked tipsy and drunk too. She was carefully examining myself. The hell this kid is thinking? But whatever, she asked me if the flirty blond reminds me of someone. Ha! Of course!

“He looks like a artist that I know. Ugh that brat… He think callin’ people K-”

“I need you. Now.” What the fuck?

“Uh? What the hell kid?”

“I’m not *glup* repeatin’ myself. *glup* Lets go to my place.” I sighed. She’s definitely drunk. I can’t leave her here though. Who knows if someone would come to hurt her again. I took her hand and walked her toward the door. “Yayy! I’m goin’ to *glup* give you such a good time haha.”

“Geez, kid! Ya really don’t know how to handle alcohol, come on I’ll take ya home.” She told me where her place was and I carried her all the way to her home. Surprisingly it was near the building I live. What is she doing in such a dangerous part of Tokyo? Whatever. “There ya’re. Take some rest and be careful next time.” I put her down and started walking home. But ran toward me and jumped in my arms. Damn kid! I hold her so she wouldn’t fall and gimme even more problems.

“Please! Stay! I need you *glup* beside me.” Ugh, believe me kid, I’d like too. But not in the state you’re.

“Listen kid-”

“Please! Do you think it’s right to leave a lady alone?” I sighed.

“Ya lucky, I don’t have anythin’ to do tomorrow. Tonight I’ll take care of ya.”

“Yayy! I’ll show you that I can be a woman, not a ‘kid’.” That would be interesting, but not tonight, she wasn’t in a good… Condition.

“That’s not what I meant. Now get in.”

Once we were inside her apartment, I gave her some water to calm her down and took care of her puppy. She insisted to sleep with me. I said I would took the sofa and she wanted to sleep beside me. Even on the sofa! I had no choice but stay with her on her bed. She was still on her clothes, I wanted to help her to change into something more comfortable, but she would definitely get the wrong idea. So I only lay on bed with her and she soon started tryin’ to make The moves. I quickly embraced her and she accepted my cuddle, I counted sheep to make her sleep and as soon as she was sleeping so peacefully, I felt asleep either. A loud knock at her door woke me up, but I was to lazy to get up and she was crowned on my chest that I would be heartless if I woke her up. She seemed to be almost awake though, she let out a quiet moan. Dammit kid! Don’t do these shit with me! She yelled for whoever who was bothering our sleep to get the hell out of her door. I liked her, she was feisty, she was not like any other women. She was different. But her yelling didn’t make the asshole give up. I put my hand on her head to keep her calm. Her hair was so soft. I enjoyed that moment, until…

“What the hell is going on here?!”

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How Do You Plead Mr Detective Part 2. (SMUT)

Anon request; Mamoru (KBTBB) x MC

@anime-and-Randomness-with-lucy request. 

“Mamoru punishing smut, please! (Kind of a continuation of your other Mamoru smut, the one where she handcuffs him – the continuation of that once he gets out of the cuffs)”

“*instantly has a trench coat on and is in a dark alley and whispers in your ear* Can I get me some Mamoru smut tho?”

[I combined these two requests since I thought about doing the follow up of How do you plead mr detective for @anime-and-randomness-with-lucy anyway. So here it is. ALSO thought about making this into a mini series…maybe. Seriously, Love me some Mamo. ENJOY.]

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Smokin’ (KBTBB) Mamoru Kishi x MC (mature)

This is another Anon-request. Hope you’ll like it.

Warning: smut. A lot of it. Oral. Smoking. Language. Guess that’s all.

The moment you set a foot in Detective Kishi’s suite you know he has smoked again. With a sigh you start to pick up the clothes that litter the floor, hoping you won’t find another burn mark in the soft carpet. Or on the furniture. You hate it when he smokes in his suite. Sometimes you even find the stubs somewhere. If he would at least use an ashtray! No, he just flicks his cigarettes away, at least he usually aims for the window. But sometimes he misses and you can pick the stubs up afterwards. If he wasn’t so lazy you would think he does that just to spite you.  But then again, this form of wickedness needs a lot of energy and you know full well that Detective Kishi is the laziest man alive. No way he would do anything that needed more than two hand movements.

You shake your head. If only he would stop smoking. That would make your work so much easier. You throw his clothes on a pile next to the door and make your way over to the bed. The sheets are a crumpled mess but you haven’t expected anything else. Detective Kishi leaves his bed usually in a mess, the sheets and pillows in a heap, everything tangled so you really wonder what he does at night. Sleep fighting? Anyway, you are the one who has to get the mess in order again. With a sigh you grab a corner of a sheet and tug.

“Whoa, kid, watcha doin’ there?!” The gruff voice that comes from the pile of fabric makes you jump.

“Detective Kishi?! What are you doing here?” The fright he gave you makes you cranky.

“I’m sleepin’. Until some perv came in and stole my covers,” he grumbles and you nearly fall down on your shaking knees.

“I’m not a perv! I didn’t think you would be here,” you defend yourself. Usually he isn’t there anymore when you come to clean his suite. It’s only now you notice that he isn’t properly dressed. At least the sheets cover enough of his – surprisingly toned – body that you don’t have to blush even further. But that glimpse of his chest you just got… puhh.

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