The Mess We Made

Haitani brother's main contribution to the story

‘s okay

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ran haitani x puppy! girl reader

summary: it’s bath day and you’re starting to think ran is more excited than you

ran’s puppy! girl looks forward to her bath time once a week. he always runs it for them in the big tub with the jets.

it always excited you, you get to lay with ran while you let him rub and scrub your body to get clean, behind your ears and your back. oh and the bubbles, how could i forget about the bubbles ran blows on your nose to mess with you.

every time you’re about to get out he tells you that you have to make sure you cleaned everywhere.

after you think over all the major parts, your face, your underarms, ears, back, and-

your ears perk up when you realize what this means, tongue lolling out and panting out of excitement

he smirks when he sees it connect in that precious little brain of yours, leaning in to nip at your neck, catching a whiff of the lavender and rose from the bath. he angles your body toward the jets positioning you over and over till he feels your body spasms a bit, making sure that pretty bundle of nerves is feeling the motion of the water.

“right there puppy? feel good?”

eyes going wide and whining immediately ensue after. despite the life ran’s been able to provide you with, you still were learning words to place within your vocabulary.

“f-feel good,” you thrash your tail around, “ feel good, please” you say feeling the band in your tummy begin to build from the intensity of the jet, the direct stream to clit action made your back arch, leaning into any skin your head could find purchase in, lapping at his inner arm as your way of saying thank you, and a plea for more.

ran was stern with you, sometimes you’d thought he hated you even. but he always made the tickles in your tummy go away, he would always talk so sweetly in your ear, you didn’t quite understand everything but whenever he had you in the tub, back pressed along his chest, stroking your tail or would begin to rub up and down on your tummy you didn’t need to speak, ‘specially when it felt so good. it was the only time trying to remember words was difficult for you.

“ p..pee, gunna pee ran” you said with a sense of urgency lifting your back off of his chest.

he laughs, you can feel the reverberations from it on your back, face heated, you lean your head back onto his shoulder, looking to him with fright in your eyes. last time you made a mess ran made you go outside…. and you hate being outside by yourself

the left side of his cheek tugs upwards, pulling you back against his chest slowly encasing you in his arms, running butterfly kisses along your shoulder blade, a slight smirk being hidden behind your closed eyes. only sound reverberating off the walls being the sound of the water jets and the pants escaping your mouth.

“gunna cum puppy?” he’d ask in a mocking tone, cooing in your ear. “ ‘s okay, you can let go” his hands finding their way down to your tummy pushing down near your bladder. “we’re in the tub i’ll just make you clean again baby.” he kisses the side of your face, making your cheeks feel even hotter aside from the slight embarrassment that you weren’t quite sure why you were feeling.

“c-cum, tickle ran,” you murmured , “feel good in tummy” your tail sending water everywhere outside the tub.

ran couldn’t even find himself to be mad, he had to make sure his baby’s puppy cunt didn’t need attention before bed, that’s how he gets you too sleep through the night, every night without fail

the speed in which you begin to thrash your tail is always his tell tell sign you’re about to let go. every time he gets you to cum it’s an experience in of itself really. sometimes you whine a lot and continuously lapping at any skin he let you find purchase in. sometimes he sees you biting at your lip and arching your back. but today felt different too, he see your tail started to slow down and he noticed you scooting you both forwards and lifting your legs over the edges of the tub, you didn’t even ask, you just needed more pressure, you thought you’d die if you couldn’t get the tightness in your tummy to go away in those very moments.

your legs were shaking he could see in his peripheral, he leans down to the opening of your ear and calls you his “pretty puppy” licking your earlobe while placing soft touches along your stomach feeling both aroused and tickle ish both firing different neurons in your head all at once which went right towards your sore battered chubby little cunt.

you curl your toes one last time and ran sees your mouth begin to part, cutest little “oh” coming onto your face he could probably keep this image of you inside his head forever, at least he’d only hoped he could. your tail and legs beginning to work in tandem with one another thrashing and shaking, you’re so close, you’re right there.

you feel ran grab you from underneath your thighs and spreading them more placing your pussy flush against the jet, “hurt, n-no too much , please” you throw your head from side to side as a plea , you were entirely too sensitive and you were sure you couldn’t take it, “it’s okay baby” he said in a tone so soft and soo smooth you weren’t sure what your tipping point was going to be. you feel your eyes begin to roll back, feeling like you’ve lost all access to the air in your lungs, your vision begins to blur before fading to black and a smile tugging on the ends of your face. “a-ah ran r-r” is all you could muster in high pitched squeals before you passed out.

“good girl” he says placing a chaste kiss on your forehead despite him knowing you’re now likely sleep, he still praises you. you, perhaps still unconsciously hearing him bc the slight wag in your tail didn’t go unnoticed.

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. ۫ ꣑ৎ . satoru gojo is needy and rlly likes to cum inside!!

18+ MDNI

satoru gojo is one needy, pussy drunk, fuck. he’s quite literally the ceo of not being able to shut the fuck up—especially during sex.

“babyyyyy” he whines into the glistening skin of your neck, prodding your swollen, fucked out pussy with his cock. 

this is the fourth time satoru’s pushing into you tonight, whining and muttering in your ear about how it’s just not enough. for you, one round with satoru is all it takes to have your eyes rolling to the back of your head, and your breathing to quicken into shallow, shaky gasps. but for him? four times? baby, this is just the start.

“s-satoru—” you gasp at the sweet stretch, feeling him fully slide in his lengthy cock. “fuck baby—s-so tight” he stutters against your skin, placing soft, wet kisses along the stretch of your neck. he’s got you trapped in his favorite position—missionary—legs pushed back, hips locked in place with nowhere to escape.

“ ‘toru please s’ too much, n-no more” you whimper pathetically—nails desperately digging into his back, as he starts moving his hips, pushing himself in n out. 

“hah baby— feel s’good—gonna fuck you s-stupid on my cock” there he goes again, drunkenly slurring his words in your ear, ignoring your stupid pleas while he mercilessly overstimulates you with his cock.

“mmm ‘toru” the moan escapes your parted lips, your shaky breath ghosting over the now red, scratched up skin of his back.

“shh—shhh baby, take it, c’mon, take it for me” he groans, pairing each word with a deep, pleading thrust. and of course you will. how could you be so heartless and deny him like that?

“g-gonna let me cum in you baby?” he whispers against the shell of your ear, his warm breath sending a warm tingle of pleasure down your spine. 

“d-didn’t you already—”

“please baby cmon—fuck you feel s-so fucking good, let me just one m-more time” he cuts you off, mumbling against your skin and fucking you at the most deliciously agonizing pace. 

too fucked out to reply, you close your eyes, giving him a light, approving nod. no matter how much you deny it, in reality, you’d do anything satoru asks.

“mm yeahhh— good girl” he replies, coating your tight wet walls in his cum, ‘just one more time’.

Someone plz tell me why armin is so hot ughhh

"u are so quiet" ok so make me moan then

THE LEARNING BOY ! megumi

your boy wants to practice what he learned.

mdni +18 | fingering, mirror sex, pet names, praising, edging, multiple orgasms, squirting, guidance, male dom, detailed smut, strong language.

megumi fushiguro [19] x female reader [18]

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He told you he wanted to try new things. He told you he was dying to make you feel good. Gosh, how he’s got you wrapped around his finger, quite literally too.

Megumi-chan, had you sat between his legs — with your own also spread quite shamelessly, a rose tint on your cheeks to decorate the cute doll that you are— you imagined he’d just eat you out casually, after coming back from college, and being horny all day long, but no. He wanted to have you to fucking stare at his every move in the mirror that was in front of the bed you were both found laying at.

“Tell me if you like it, and if you don’t, ‘kay, baby?” He whispered in your ear, staring at every inch of yourselves, his hands holding onto your trembling — from anxiety — waist. Noticing him take a peek of that wet aroused pussy of yours, and all you could do was nod in response. “Good, ‘cause I’m here to serve you, baby.” While spilling those sweet words, his middle finger was found drawing circles and straight up-and-down lines on your clit — earning a gasp from your lips.

“Gumi.” You wanted to beg for a faster pace but the way he’s been playing with you is already good enough for a start — even if you had asked so, Megumi was dedicated in following the instructions Gojo explicitly described that advised him about how to please his girlfriend, and mentioned something about taking it slow at first, just to stir up this same feeling of wanting more — but the image of his digits caressing your folds was helping no one at all.

“Yeah, baby?” Holding onto his wrist, arching back like a cat in heat, slightly parted lips that let out short humming moans — since the pace had finally sped up a little, and he rubbed the most stimulating spot which even made you notice the low-cracking noise from moving the muscles from your clit.

“Keep it, like that.” Whispering, escaping a few whines that sounded like a crying cute little puppy. Both you and Megumi couldn’t seem to look away from the scene happening down there, the reflection was just so entertaining it made your boyfriend blush, a lot, and fluster a little, so his ego and pride began to reach high levels by hearing those affirming words. Wasn’t even too long before there was this brief flinching feeling in your lower stomach, wondering how the fuck did he got you to get this close with just having your clit rubbed for a little less than about two minutes. “Gumi, g’nna cum.” Resting head over his shoulder, moaning lowly on his ear in such a pretty tone. What you expected was that: Megumi letting you cum for the first time and wrapping up for the day, but no — once again, it was unexpected — there was no longer any sort of stimulation, just for a few seconds. He looked at your furrowed eyebrows with a frustrated aura, and smirked a little — so fucking cute, you thought.

“I’m sorry, baby, I promise I’ll let you cum now, and how many more times you want.” His long slender digits — middle and ring one — found a way inside your moist pussy, loud moaning leaving your mouth as a way to let him know it was better than ever. Megumi wasn’t that experienced with these sorts of stuff, more specifically for the two or three times you both had been sexually active — he did make sure you orgasmed every time, or else he’d feel guilty — but each time he got a little better, he just hadn’t had the chance to finger you properly yet, because of him being hesitant. So, for him to have his fingers curling in and out of you — like he had done it thousands of times — was dizzying, as if you’d cum right on the spot. Megumi was loving the feeling of having your pussy, of your walls embrace, and how he certainly wished to open you up to make some room and prepare for his cock, yet he was too shy to admit that.

“Gumi, fuck, keep going. Please, don’t stop.” You begged, closing your eyes ever so hurriedly that right then he had stopped you from looking away from the mirror — the image of being finger fucked by your innocent and soft boyfriend lit up a burning flame deep in. His focused stares, admiring your entireness, paying specific attention to his moves and analyzing every single step to make sure perfection was being achieved — by your engulfing whining that goal surely was coming true.

“You like it?” His gentle voice melted you like chocolate — Gosh, Gumi, I wanna have you fuck me like this all day, you thought.

“Yeah, I love it, I love it! Y’ur so good to me, Gumi, so good.” Finding precisely, and predictably, your spongy spot, which — without any warning, whatsoever — led you into oblivion, echoing humming lewd moans, so readily squirting and clenching your walls around his fingers, what a surprise.

“Fuck, baby, what a mess you made.” Even though already reaching over the top for the first time, your boyfriend hadn’t stopped, only slowing down the pace of the fingering.

“Gumi, Gumi, too much.”

“Sorry, baby, let me do it once more.” There were no complaints, after all, this situation seemed to be way too arousing for him — made it obvious by the feeling of his bulge against your bare back — so you let him keep fingering your clenching cunt, yourself sliding down his back a bit, laying all of your weight against his chest and trying your absolute best to close your legs — yet he successfully spread them apart with the unoccupied hand. — From all the moving around from your previous orgasm, his fingers were no longer in that right stimulating spot.

“Gumi, curl, curl your fingers more, please.” Guiding him effortfully as he finally picked up the pace and moved a little, only to find it for the second time — and making your legs tremble harshly — “Hmhm, fuck, f-fuck, right there, Gumi.” Watching with intensity your walls clenching over the brusque movements on the mirror, whining then moaning, moaning then whining ever so loudly. You could feel his tired breaths against your neck, the pace fastening — just how you wanted but was too dizzy to express it out loud — leading yourself into holding his wrist and pushing them further inside your cunt as you squirted, again, and all over the palm of his hand, and the sheets, without a doubt — like an earthquake, your legs shook violently and closed together, squeezing his hand between them and the same goes to his fingers, that for him felt like it’d burn them — you threw your head back, over his shoulder, all while having kisses pressed all over your neck and choking on your own moans with a shut mouth, until you went back to a sane state of mind. While he thanked Gojo over and over inside his head, which was very odd and that would definitely a one-time thing.

“Think I came on my pants, Y/N.”

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Bonten!Izana with his gang tattoo in the middle of his back. It ripples as he delivers ruthless blows to Bonten's enemies, it's surrounded by a littering of scars fresh and old that mar tanned skin.

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Bonten!Izana with his long locks of stark white hair, it falls to his shoulderblades and curls at the end. He tries his best to keep it out of his way during altercations, keeps it secure with hairties varying in different colors and sizes. Definitely not a stranger to spending nights with a bottle of conditioner and a comb getting out blood from silken tresses.

Bonten!Izana with all of West and South Tokyo under his thumb, his to control. Likes to drive one of his many cars down the streets whenever he can to keep an eye on things. He's even slightly friendlier to the kids that run up to him; Ran tells him it's because his eyes get softer around them and he always takes the little gifts they give him.

Bonten!Izana who found a family in his gang. He finds peace—though he'd never admit it—in the once mandatory but now pleansantly routine breakfast meetings and sporadic nights off. Takes quiet joy in replacing the strawberry syrup candy sticks Mikey keeps in his office, with celery sticks. The soft spot that continues to grow for his younger brother let him allow the younger to occasionally eat it with peanut butter.

Bonten!Izana who spends countless sleepless nights in his office, the stunning view of the city never failing to remind him why this was all necessary. He enjoys the silence sometimes; he loves and respects his men, grateful for the deafening quiet they always fill but there are times he likes hearing himself think.

Bonten!Izana who's definitely not afraid to get his hands dirty in order to reach his goal, stumbles into your private practice late one night. Keeps his sharp eyes trained on you as you suture his split knuckles and apply ointment to his bruises. Then he keeps coming back.

Bonten!Izana who leaves a gift basket and card on your desk for you to find the next day then shows up again later that night. He comes alone and doesn't say much, just likes looking at you. He smirks when he sees that it makes you nervous having him so close especially when he smells really good.

Bonten!Izana who can't get enough of you, tries to see you at least once a day. His chest squeezes whenever he comes to your practice after a brawl and sees the worried look on your face the entire time you patch him up. Couldn't resist kissing your frown away.

Bonten!Izana whose kiss threatens to steal the breath from your lungs, lets you grip onto his coat to keep your knees from buckling. Ring clad fingers grip your chin as his lips connect with yours, drinking down your whines as your tongue licks at the seam of his mouth. He didn't think he'd ever have a favorite flavour of lipgloss until after he met you.

Bonten!Izana who takes you for the first time at your office, bending you over your own desk. He kicks your legs apart and drags the crown of his cock over your twitching centre, relishing in your impatient whines for more. He's groaning into your ear at the way you clutch around his length while begging for him to go faster.

Bonten!Izana whose teeth sink into your shoulder when your tight little hole threatens to drain him dry. The veins on his shaft rub against your velvet walls, drawing pleasured gasps and quiet whines from his throat as his very long and pretty cock nails your sweet spot.

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Bonten!Izana loves that Kakucho and the others treat you like one of their own and loves that you've welcomed them all with open arms. They got suspicious of his whereabouts and followed him to your place, where they saw him bringing you flowers and food as an apology for missing a date. The gang was too stunned to speak.

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