note:it’s a miracle I didn’t go to the bathroom and use the shower head half way through writing this.
—mitsuya takashi
he’s normally very sweet about this
will walk up to you, stroke your cheek with gentle touches and peck your lips a couple of times before letting it turn into a deeper kiss
but on days where he feels a little bold
he will tease the absolute living shit out of you
backs you against the couch, into a corner, against the wall and then asks in the sweetest tone with such faux sympathy “what’s gotten you all red, darling?”
he loves it when you get turned on by him being a little meaner than usual
when he’s making you flustered like this, he loves to get down on his knees and kiss your clothed cunt and pretend as if he’s having a whole makeout session with your pussy just to see how dripping you’d be once he actually gets to work
yeah, getting you in the mood is so much fun for him
he will make you sit on the head rest of the couch, spread your legs wide and take a whiff of your underwear just to make you flustered.
the fact that you’re allowing him to see you like this makes him so fucking hard.
“that’s a pretty clit you got there baby. can I kiss it? give it a tiny kiss?”
—chifuyu matsuno
kind of direct, kind of not
you two would be cuddling and his hand starts to slip under your shirt and you kind of think that he wants to fuck but then he just gets up and goes to the kitchen
it’s not until like an hour later does he fully admit that he wants to fuck you
yeah, verbally.
“could feel your nipple with my thumb baby—fuck I want it in my mouth, can I put it in my mouth?” he’s a goner when you let him suck your tits
he takes so much time with them that you have to beg him to relieve the ache between your legs
he’s in awe when he sees your hard clit through your panties
loves LOVES to press your underwear against your cunt because it makes you jolt with the cutest moan
“what a wet little cunt—all for me,”
—kakucho hitto
he’s normally a very stoic man outside
but with you? he’s very touchy, very romantic and loves to be so close to you<3
when it comes to initiating sex, he takes the romantic route
he will kiss the back of your hand when you’re watching TV together, kiss your knuckles and then pull you to his chest
he likes to caress your back, especially your spine because it gets you to purr like a cat against him
the sight of you looking so relaxed in his presence makes him instantly harden
but he will not say anything until he feels you press your lips against his
oncethat happens? it’s game over
he will manhandle you so that you’re straddling him and suddenly his touch is much rougher. (even though he hates being rough, you just make him lose his mind)
“rub that pretty cunt against me baby, go for it. I bet it’s dripping—can I check? can I see those pussy lips real quick?”
lord have mercy
—ryuguji ken
with him, he’s very touchy when he wants something so expect a lot of kisses and a lot of random make out sessions
you could be walking out of the bathroom and he still manages to find a way to grab your jaw and give you such a deep passionate kiss that you’re left dizzy when he pulls away
the worst part is that he will keep doing this for at least two hours before he can finally give in to his temptation and fuck your brains out
I mean he will lift you up on the counter, will rub your clothed pussy with his thumb and even press his hard dick against you and have you grind against him but he will absolutely NOT give it to you fully until he sees the little frustrated tears welling up in your eyes
“oh baby c'mere,” he coos at you when he sees you standing by the couch, clearly very fucking frustrated with your red cheeks.
“want me to fuck you, is that it?” he wants a verbal response. draken will NOT give you anything unless it comes out of your mouth and you’re SURE of it.
“want you to eat me out—it’s aching,” “I bet it is,” he thumbs at your clit through your underwear and the way you jolt away from him has him pinning you down on his lap instantly.
“you’re not going anywhere. now give me this pussy, want to see it on my face.”
—kisaki tetta (surprise)
you’d think he’s not the most direct person
but he literally grabs you but the crotch when you’re standing next to him and he’s sitting down on the couch that you squeal
you’re literally so surprised that you stare at him like ?#!$?2(_
“lift up your skirt for me?” the way he’s staring up at you with hooded eyes through his glasses makes you wet instantly. screw him for having such attractive eyes
and you do, you stand in front of him and lift up your skirt and he’s smiling the whole time, something that’s making you hot with embarrassment
“a little bow, how cute,” he whispers before leaning in and pressing his lips right above your underwear
he loves watching you soil your panties just from something as little as a kiss near your pussy
“tetta,” you’re embarrassingly horny now and he can’t seem to take a hint either (or that’s what you think)
so when his hand grabs your pussy again and his thumb presses against your clit, you’re almost falling on him.
“hold yourself right baby, what’d you do if I ate you out like this?”
Just the sight of Ran and Rindou’s smug smiles was enough to ruin Kakucho’s day.
As if having a hard mission where his target nearly drove a screwdriver into his head wasn’t enough, he had to contend with their snide grins and shifty eyes when he returned back to Bonten HQ, bloodied and slightly weathered.
His irritation had boiled over after the second furtive glance Rindou shot at his brother in a minute. “What?”
Snapping their lilac eyes towards each other unlike those creepy twins from The Shining, they smirked. “So,” Ran started. “Did you do it?”
Kakucho frowned. Was there a brief and he missed it? He went over the meetings they’ve had this past week and came to a drawing blank.
“Y/N,” Ran snickered. “Did you fuck her hard?”
Kakucho froze. He regarded them with a glare. “Stay out of people’s business,” he muttered churlishly. It had been a few weeks since their near altercation at the club and there was little doubt that Ran and Rindou were aching for a rematch.
He cracked his knuckles and Ran’s eyes glittered. “I’ll take it as a no.”
Ever since that night when you had made your desires apparent to him, the both of you had tried your very best to go back to the way things were; but on some simmering level underneath layers of forced normalcy, something had… changed.
You were testier than usual. He had first chalked it up to PMS and bought you your favourite snacks which had made you lighten up for a bit, but then you’d become withdrawn and distant again.
Sex was… uneventful. He was horrified at the bruises you endured from his rough mistreatment and vowed he would never lay a finger on you like that ever again. It was one thing to live in a world of violence, but it was another thing to let it seep into his home life.
The thing was… you weren’t making it any easier.
For every gentle press of his lips on your skin, it would be reciprocated with distance. He could tell you were struggling with some inner demon that had awoken from that night, and Kakucho wished you would just talk to him.
note: WE’RE ALMOST DONE! so sorry for the wait but life has been hectic for me and i’ve had zero energy to write until this week. like always dark content ahead so minors can not-so kindly fuck off! feel free to reblog, drop me an ask, and comment <3
If someone had asked Kakucho what the most impactful event in his life had been, he might’ve once responded with the day he met Izana Kurokawa, the man who had been his friend, master, and brother all at the same time. Now a man grown, Kakucho recognized it hadn’t been meeting Izana but rather losing him, Tenjiku, and her, on that frigid February afternoon.
Where his relationship with Izana had just made sense, his relationship with Kisaki’s sister never did. From the moment Tetta Kisaki weaseled his way into Izana’s life, Kakucho hated him. He hated everything about the bespeckled teen who held himself up like some bigshot gang leader. Well, everything except the girl who stubbornly trailed after him.
She called herself Kisaki’s sister even after he bit out the word ‘half’ to amend the title. She was vivacious, kind, caring, and everything Kisaki and Tenjiku weren’t. She didn’t hold back her laughter, didn’t blink away tears; all of her emotions shone on her face–raw and unfiltered.
At first, Kakucho chalked her up as a silly spoiled girl rebelling against her parents by chasing after her gang-member half-brother. It made the most sense given her age and upbringing and not just because Kisaki said so. But as the days went on and Kisaki’s sister continued hanging around Tenjiku, Kakucho accepted the fact that her presence went beyond teenage rebellion to something deeper and more intimate. A reason that mirrored his devotion to Izana– love for her brother.
Kakucho didn’t realize cared for Kisaki’s sister until he found himself gravitating toward her during meetings, escorting her home after Kisaki berated her, and thinking of different ways to clumsily comfort her. He didn’t realize he liked her until he stuffed her cold hands in his pockets, shielded her eyes and ears from Tenjiku’s violence, and held her close after confessing his fears regarding Izana, Kisaki, and the impending war against the Tokyo Manji gang.
And by the time Kakucho realized he loved Y/N, it was toward the end of Kisaki’s memorial service and he had been dragged outside to a dark alley by a seething Hanma.
