‗ ❍ falling into the wrong crowd, you catch the eye of sano manjiro who shows you how you have two precious things to offer his cult—your virginity… and your life ┊ bonten x fem!reader
‗ ❍ EXTREMELY DARK CONTENT, unsettling situations, alcohol, implied sexual stimulant given to the reader, the reader has piercings and dyed hair, gangbang, vaginal sex, oral sex, virginity loss, virgin sacrifice, multiple orgasms, facials, blowjobs, cum play, spit play, cum eating, language, derogatory pet names (whore, hole, slut, bitch), choking, dacryphilia, hints of bukkake, sanzu eats mikey's cum from reader's pussy, mean dom!rindou, soft dom!kakucho, humiliation, degradation, slapping, spitting, major noncon, panty gagging, bondage, reader is tied to a table, breath play, reader gets asphyxiated, implied murder through throat slitting ┊6,900 words
‗ ❍ the first piece for my kinktober is here! this is possibly the darkest and filthiest piece i've written up to date bc we’re starting off with a bang… literally. reblogs and feedback are sincerely appreciated!! ┊ dawn's kinktober 2022 masterlist
“You want me to do what?”
Disbelief coated every syllable dripping from your lax mouth. Your best friend and confidante since you two were teens, Mikey, smirked at you from across the table. A bit of whip cream specked the side of his mouth from the mountain of strawberries and sugar sitting in between your tense bodies.
“I want you to attend a Bonten party.”
A frown wormed its way to your lips, and you eyed him skeptically. “You mean your fucking cult, Manjiro?”
You’ve always known your best friend was an odd one. Mikey walked to the beat of his own drum and never took shit from anyone. It was partly why you admired him and another reason why you thought he was sometimes bat-shit insane. From the glint in his eye, you had to scratch that. He was always bat-shit insane.
Mikey chortled and swiped off the cream from the side of his mouth and stuck his thumb into his mouth, humming lowly. His fall of platinum bangs and creased eyes heavy with dark circles should’ve spoke volumes of his mental state. But, throughout the years, you decided to give him the benefit of the doubt.
He was a good friend. Always there for you whenever you needed a shoulder to cry, a bearer of your deepest secrets and someone you could rely on—there was not much that could scare you away from the enigmatic man.
But this… this took the fucking cake.
According to your friend, Bonten was created with the sole purpose of banding a bunch of misfits together for them to find a home. It also had a reputation of being a hive-mind, led by no other than Sano Manjiro. To hear that he was giving you an invite to the elusive event boggled your thoughts.
Surely, he was pulling your leg.
“And what about it?” He asked in a far too casual tone. “Bonten is not a cult, Y/N. It’s a club.”
“And Charles Manson was a homeschool teacher,” you snorted. “Are you sure you’re not going to like—sacrifice me, or something?”
Mikey chortled, shaking his head, the glint in his eye playful.
“Why would I do that? You’re a friend. Plus, I’m pretty sure you’re not a virgin.”
