A Lilly Among Thorns Master

A Lilly Among Thorns Master

Arrival

Introductions

Bonding Day

Meeting Their Friends

Lost

Can you do something with Duke boleoti please 🙏 maybe with royalties reader since you know those the nort and royalties rivalries

Yandere Duke Boleoti x Princess ! Reader

Warning: mention of sexual activities, abuse , unhealthy obsession , minors not allowed

Author's note : Thanks for your request

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You were half sister of the crown Prince. And it was not unknown by the society that your half brother doesn't liked your existence. But what they didn't know was, it was not your existence that he didn't liked . He loved you ...in an unhealthy way. In a way a brother shouldn't like his sister.

He hated your resistance towards him . Towards the way he wanted to control you. From the  moment he saw you in the palace grounds and your father introduced you as his half sister he was obsessed with you. He saw you as his property.

He didn't liked when you didn't listened to him , when he told you not to talk or play with Duke Boleoti's son Phelio . He always thought of you as a perfect doll. A living puppet. He would dress you. He would make you happy. He would make you cry. But you..... You always crush his attempts to control you.

He is the heir. The emperor. You should be afraid of him. You should be on your knees and beg for forgiveness. And let him control you. When he tried to marry you thinking that maybe that will make you understand your position in front of him.

Even before he was able to announce your proposal; the temple publically announced that you are the new saintess. With the public support you crushed his attempt to cage you. He hated it. He hated your passion.

You were always against him. You made a big riot against him when he gave the empress authority to other women even while his wife the crown Princess was alive. You disrespected him in front of everyone saying that a man who can't control his emotions is not fit for the throne.

How dare you. Duke boleti was enough of a  nuisance for him and then you. But it was ok . He was not able to control you, but it doesn't mean he was not able to punish you. Only you and your innocent sister in law knew about the whip scars beanth your beautiful dresses . Only she and you knew the shiver and pain you felt when someone praised your body and style. Only you two until he came.....

You were amusing to him. Since your childhood he was attracted to you. Never once when you two meet there was a time when you two didn't fought. He liked to tease you and you always got irritated with him.

He will told you how clumsy you are, or how ugly you look in the dress you were wearing and you.will always chase him to beat him. When you two grew up it didn't lessen. The time the temple announced you as the saintess was the time he adopted Leona.

He came to the temple with Leona . Mainly to meet you.

"Oh so this is the kid you kidnapped?? "

He was just looking for you minding his own business....

"The term is adopting not kidnapping... "

"Whatever but let me tell you, you didn't look like dad material at all."

"That's because I'm Daddy material..... And why not marry me and find out how good i can be with kids??"

He smriked when he saw your flustered face , yes that's the look he wanted to see. But you were quick to regain yourself .

" You know it not possible...it's the only way I.... nothing...."

He frowned, he know .....its the only way you can keep your brother away from your life. But he wanted you. Since he first saw you. And as now he has a daughter , his daughter will need a mother in near future too.

You opened your mouth but your trash of your brother came. He put on hand on your back. Phelio can see how uncomfortable you were with his touch but he said nothing. He just bowed to you ....only you.....not to your brother and left.

"Hope you understand what I said . Don't dare talk to him again. "

"And get ready there is a ball tonight and you are invited ."

Your wounds on the back had reopened. It hurts..... Everything hurts you fall asleep. When you woke up it was already late. You started to dress yourself up not wanting to take help of any maid. The ball must have already started. That bastard will punish you again for being late.

Why??? Why you??. You were crying, frustrated, trying to tie the back of your dress by yourself. You were too busy when you heard your door opening and closing.

"Rebacca can you help me with the tie?? I can't tie the back myself. "

You felt a gloved hand reopening the haphazardly half tied lace when it accidentally touched the fresh bleeding wound . You whimpered and the person stopped in their track.

"Rebacca be gentle the wounds are from today so.... "

You heard tearing of cloth . It was not your maid.

You tried to turn around  but a strong arm pushed you to the bed making you bend. The person opened the back of your dress hurriedly. And then you heard his voice.

"Who did this ??? Who hurt you?? "

You tried to stand up turning your face . You saw dark aura surrounding Phelio his eyes trained on your back. His hand lightly brushed your back , making you whimper.

"Duke Boleoti you shouldn't be here . I understand your concern but it's non of your business....."

You pushed him away sitting up hiding you chest with your both arms as he had torn the dress.

"It's not my business????? You are my soon to be wife ...my other half and you are telling me that I should keep quiet when i know someone is hurting you??it's you brother right??."

"Yes it's non of your business. You just want to use me and nothing more. You think I will accept if you will say that you love me?? "

In a second you were on your stomach and he was above you. Undressing you carefully not to hurt your wounds . He kissed your each wound.

"You thought I'm using you??? My beautiful Lioness I want you... I crave you...... You are the only reason your good for nothing brother is still Alive..... Let me show you how much I need you in my live ."

With that he took you . He worshipped you like you were a goddess ,calling you his lioness. It became the hot topic in the kingdom that the cold Duke of North the Duke Boleoti ;was seen taking the only princess of the empire wrapped in his coat from the middle of the ball to his territory in his carriage with him and his daughter.

You were still sleeping when he bathed you and put you under the covers in his bedroom. Your back filled with old and new whip wounds. He was applying the healing ointment on your back when you stirred in your sleep.

"Nuh uh..... My Lioness it's too early to wake up ... Go back to sleep."

He kissed your forehead seeing you relaxed he left for his office. Now you are his , his soon to be wife ,mother of his children , his Duchess. But before that he need to show what happens when someone hurts or touches whats his.

It was moonless night when the crown Prince was shaken awake by the Black Lion.

"What type of joke is this?? "

"I just came to give you my wedding card for my marriage with your sister. "

"And you thought I will approve it?? "

Crack*

"Aaaahahghhhhhh .....what do you think you are doing to the emperor??? "

"I came here to tell you not take permission. ..... and  it was only a mild warning.....try to think of harming my Lioness again and I will break your right hand like i did to your left. "

With that he left a very scared crown Prince screaming for servant and doctor holding his broken arm.

"Leo ....I think you should read children books..."

You said to her when you saw her reading a book named " Life is Meaningless".

"It's ok she is just mature for her age. Don't worry about her . Instead give some of your attention to me."

Your husband pulled you on his lap hugging you from behind buring his face into you neck.

"Ewwww..... Get some room you two..."

You can't help but giggle hearing the father daughter bicker. They both noticed it with a smile on their face. They will keep you safe .....from everything.

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you fell first, but he fell harder (pt.1)

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ where your feelings are correspond by the person you loves the most after years of being your heart being broken by others.( word count: 2021 )

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ft. terdeo lapireon.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ warnings: yandere themes ( but very light!), gn! reader but mentions reader wearing a dress, blood, reader almost dying,

₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ a/n: took more time to write this more than expected. but it’s here :) i enjoyed writing. originally, I was going to write for more characters, but seeing the length of the one-shot, I decided to just put Terdeo here, since I never wrote for him before and also, because I little obsessed with him currently.

you consider yourself lucky.

many and many times you’ve fall in love, most people do and that’s normal! yet, you were never the first, second or even an option to them, leaving you behind and making you feel not only invisible, but made you scared of falling in love again.

it’s took many years to happen again and when did happened, you got that sense of fear once again. that common sensation that you are unlovable, invisible and not worth of love, you felt that over and over, that’s it, until you realize that they love you too.

at first, you thought to be a joke or your own mind playing tricks, yet their touch on you and the sweet words they spoken to you made you recognize they were genuine. it’s took time, but after many times being betrayed by cupid, someone have finally corresponded to your feelings.

Weirdly to say and see that Duke Lapireon is married. None expected to see the man with someone at his side, not after the whole fiasco with his previous wife. Many are curious to know why and how someone like you who is quite known for being cherubic, sweet and serene to be around.

The wedding between the two of you was simple, just Terdeo wearing the common clothes for the groom with the lack of expression on his face as usual. And you, wearing the white dress that compared to your now husband was ethereal, making you resemble an angel and receiving a little compliment from him. As he kissed you, you became part of his family and took the infamous surname.

While many theorize why you got with the Duke, Terdeo knows exactly why, after all, he is the one who asked for your hand. In order to prevent Dodolea from marrying him and to avoid her parents forcing to do so, he searched for someone who not only is willingly to marry him for the glory of being, but also that isn’t too noisy to find out about the family’s curse, luckily he found you.

As the second born of a Count and a Countess, you grow up in a loving family unlike many nobles and the fact that neither of your parents force you to get married to someone by money was what called his attention. The moment he arrived unexpectedly to your household, both of your parents asked why the suddenly visited, Terdeo told them he is here to ask for your hand in marriage.

Firstly, they thought to be a mistake, why would Duke Lapireon ask their second kid’s hand if he easily could choose anyone else. But he confirmed, asking if he had a small talk with you alone and both of them let him enter the living room where you were staying.

When he began talking with you, Terdeo quick realize that you did have a crush on him, like most lady either have. But you never force those emotions on him nor dares to confess your love, not to mention that you almost forget about his existence when you learn that he has a boy.

Asking for his son’s name, you continue to question the Duke about Selphius’ taste and if the little boy would like it if you bring toys or sweets to him. Honestly, Terdeo was surprised that you were excited to meet his nephew. It's rare for a noble to be happy if their partner has a child from previous relationships.

You moved with him shortly after the marriage, so excited to meet Selphius that you didn’t notice (or didn’t care) about Dodolea trying to approach you outside the cathedral. That caught his attention even more, and seeing you introduce yourself to the little boy was quite funny.

The little heir knew that his uncle had married, but thought that whoever was the person wouldn’t care about him and he was surprised to see you gifting him with so many gifts such as clothings, sweets and taking your time to get to know him better. Selphius quickly becomes closer to you, yet he is afraid that he will hurt you with his blood. Time goes on with you getting to know the other members of the Lapireon family.

Sercia is a woman who is cold at first, but opens her heart when seeing you interact with Selphius, taking the role of the boy’s caretaker which remembers her of her late family.

There is the doctor of the family, Phineas who is Terdeo and Sercia’s uncle who always looks busy reaching for something. He doesn’t reveal what, but he is someone good to talk with and he enjoys the pastries you send him often.

Then you met Gloria, the matriarch of the family. A woman who pierced red eyes never left your figure during her stay at the household. She questioned every person of the household if any of them told you about the family’s curse. As much as she is happy that none of them reveal the dark truth, Gloria fears that when you discover it, you won’t hesitate to leave this family behind.

One day, where Terdeo didn’t need to work, he took you and Selphius out to have a small picnic in the garden, something that you begged him for a while and that he needed to prove the cookies you and Selphius did for him.

The gentle breeze is cool, meaning that some leaves fall over the three of you, not that none of you much care about it, except Selphius who is trying his best to not let the weather ruin your looks. Moment like this make Terdeo knows he made the right choose when selecting you as his significant other, not only you fit to be Selphius’ parent, great the family with love, but also dedicate the time of your day to help him.

Many hours you spend at his side helping with the paperwork, carrying the files side to side as he guides you. The silence moments where you made a cup of coffee to help him stay awake during the late hours of the night. There was one time where he passed out after long hours of working and you (somehow) placed him on the couch then gave him a blanket to let him have a few hours of proper sleep, but you didn’t return to your shared bedroom, you stayed with him and slept in the chair closer to him.

Did those little acts make his heart softer with you? Yes. Terdeo suspected for a long time that your personality was a cover to only get the positive side of the family, however he changed his mind with the time you live along with him and the others. Even though you signed a marriage contract with him to make sure that you won’t try anything wrong or bad, but why does he regret doing so?

Slicing a piece of pie and giving it to Selphius, the little boy eats it almost in seconds, too excited. While Terdeo drinks a glass of water and you arrange the rest of the food, the boy accidentally cuts himself with the knife. The tiny drops of blood hit his vest.

Both Selphius and Terdeo panicked. They can’t get the blood on you, so the boy runs away from you while protecting his hand or at least he tries so. You grab his hand and as Terdeo failed to hold you back. The red eyes of both Laperion witness a small drop of blood hit your face, the same who made you fall in the ground.

Screams called the rest of the family to the garden to see the disturbing scene. Phineas carried you inside as Gloria and Sercia stayed to comfort Selphius. On the other hand, Terdeo is trying his best to keep calm as he makes his way to follow the doctor.

Unexpectedly, you are still alive after you enter contact with Selphius’ blood, even with high fever and incapable of waking up, you are breathing and muttering words like that sound the names of the family. A miracle that you are still with the living after getting contact with the cursed blood, something that he is thankful for.

Days pass and you don’t look better nor closer to waking up, hands cold as ice and your forehead in flames, your condition isn't the best, but he is glad that you are stronger to hold on to the symptoms and keep breathing as more time goes on.

As expected, the news that Duke/Duchess Lapireon become so Ill that they can’t move away from the bed roam the nation. Their parents made sure to visit to see and Count holds his wife to prevent the woman to scream or fight Terdeo. The woman broken down in the young man’s arms while crying how he sweared to protect them at any cost.

Other people in the nation payed their respect for the Duke/Duchess, sending tem flowers to remember the sweet person they are. The local orphanage sends a letter to their husband to showcase the many acts of benevolence you did there, the children send so many postcards wishing for a better and healthy recovery. And of course, there are those who didn’t hide their true nature. Whispering how a gold digger like you should die, yet they put an effort to hide their faces from Laperion, but one person.

Dodolea was the only person who sent a letter to Terdeo with twisted comments, saying that since you got ill enough to be bedsick, then he would need to marry again soon. He was furious as he read the first few lines of the letter, didn’t hesitate to throw it on the fireplace and watch it burning slowly.

More time passed til you open your eyes to see Selphius reading a book in the chair near the bed. He didn’t call for anyone that moment, seeing his parents finally awake and asking how school was going. To think they just woke up and are already taking care of him is amazing. The two of them spend a little time together till he calls the others.

Unsurprisingly, Terdeo was the first to make his way to your bedroom and yet, he was the last one to speak anything. He just sat in the same chair where his nephew was and stayed in complete silence. Maybe he knew what to say, but preferred to stay quiet and enjoy the cozy moment between you and him.

As the others talk with you, Terdeo’s fingers brush against yours as everyone shows their happiness to see you better and awake. He doesn’t initially notice it, but sensing you entwining his finger makes it clear. Firstly, he almost let it go, but feeling the warmth and seeing that smile of yours after so long, Terdeo continues to hold your hand even after the family leave the two of you alone in the bedroom.

His red eyes don't leave you for a time nor he doesn’t let your hand out of his, Terdeo might never admit by words, but he fears that now you will break the contact and leave the family due to the accident.

“ I understand if you wish to leave.” Terdeo says, voice almost quivering. “ There will be much of paperwork, but I assure-“

“ No!” you interrupt him, raising your voice in desperation. “ I love you, Terdeo. I truly do and so do the others of the Lapireon family, there is no chance I will ever leave this place nor this family.”

You silenced him immediately with those words. He always knew you had feelings for him, but never expected you to have enough courage to say it loud and clear.

“ Listen to me, [name].” he let go of your hands. “ You didn’t recovery enough, we will have a serious talk about it when you get better—“

“ Terdeo!” you cut him off again, now inpatient. With your hands now in his cheeks, holding his face closer to your. “ I. Not. Leaving.”

For a few moments, none of you dare to speak a word after it. Terdeo is in disbelief again, he still struck with the words you just said. His cheeks are pale red like unlike yours, he knows what he has to do now.

You could feel your heart pounding as Terdeo slowly approach his face to your. They were in complete silence as he drew closer to you and when his lips met yours.

His lips were cold, yet brought warmth to you. It felt like a dream coming true, one that you never put much faith in. For a kiss that lasted so little, it felt that everything else faded away and all that mattered was the two of them, lost in each other's embrace.

“ I love you, [name]. It took me a long time to understand it, but I promise that nothing will separate us and we will be together til the very end.”

@lyomeii stuff || don’t repost

Hi. I just saw your writings and im in love 😍 your writing is amazing 😍

can i request for yandere jamil viper with innocent reader ?that jamil is obssessed with reader without reader knowing and successfully tricks reader into a fake marriage ?

Thank you❤

Yandere Jamil viper x chubby fem reader

Warning : non con, Manipulation, drugging, forced marriage, force feeding, forced pregnancy, kidnapping, force sexual affection.mention of rape, overblotting ,minors are not allowed, mature content, Stockholm syndrome.

Author's note: here it is ... Hope you will enjoy it!!

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Jamil was the senior you liked the most in Night raven he always helped you very much. It was more like he was like a brother to you , an older brother. If any thing happens to you , you always ran to him for help.

He treated you very nicely. Well it was not like the others don't . But you liked him the most...... You didn't know if it was his patience that attracted you.... Or the way he was always there for you.

But lately you have noticed that he seemed a little upset, so as a good sister you asked him what was the matter. He told you that his sister doesn't wants to get married as she wants to study but the parents are forcing her.

And when he tried to make them understand they told him that they want to see grandchildren soon . So if he didn't want her to marry as the oldest child he have to marry someone. And they gave him 2 week time to find a girl for himself or they will marry his sister.

You asked him if he found someone. But all he did was to give a sad sigh. But then your mischievous mind made a plan ..... You told him that you know it's too fast and in 2 weeks he can't find a girl to marry . But he can ask someone to play the role of his girlfriend right??

He can tell his family that she is his soon to be wife. And that way he can save his sister and can buy some time to find someone in reality to marry. And he agreed for the plan so fastly that you didn't even regreted the idea.

Till..... Right now you were sitting in front of his parents with his arms around your waist. You asked him to ask ' someone ' to play the role.... And he asked you  to play the role... You could have denied his request but you felt guilty...

You remember how many time he had helped you without questioning.... Just this once you thought.

His parents were very sweet to you especially his mother feeding you sweetly. You thought they will reject you because you were chubby . You tried to point on that reason when she took you away to talk with you alone .

But you were very embarrassed when she said

"Noooo dear it auspicious here....the chubbier the bride is the healthier the children she will bore.... It's a sign of being healthy, rich and prosperous....."

After that you stopped doubting yourself. They feed you so sweetly, especially Jamil..he will make you sit on his lap and feed you with his own hands.. and if you will tell him when alone that you can feed yourself he will say that he was only doing this to make his parents believe that you are real couples.

But you can't get you mind out of the way he has been treating you lately.

When you will help his mother cook and she will leave you alone in kitchen for sometime he will come out of nowhere and hug you from behind. Breathing heavily and kissing your neckgrinding himself against your body .

At night too , you two were given one room which you two share. And you can't even complain because you yourself told his mother that you love him very much and its ok for you two to share a room.

It was okay for first few days. You two slept with a distance between you but now as soon as you get into the bed he will wrap his arms around you pulling you close to him.

You thought he forgot that you two were just acting . But the way he sweetly look at you and kiss you ... You can't find it in your heart to tell him back off.. just a few more days.. that's what you thoughts.

But lately Jamils mother had told you that the marriage is in few days and she wants you two to be close . That she wanted grandchildren soon . You smiled nervously to her... But can't find the power to tell her the truth.

She gave you a beautiful Arabian dress . The dress was in two pieces one baggy pants and other the top part which was blouse. And for real you loved the dress very much.. but when you wore it.... You god..... It hugged your curves so good.

She told you to wear it tonight for Jamil and even when you denied she pushed you inside the room forcefully thinking it's just you were shy. As soon as you entered the room and he saw you he stood up from the bed..

He slowly came to as if you will fly away if he will scare you. He circles you a few times and then he suddenly took you in bridal style taking you to the bed.

He started to undress you all the while you tried to push him away. But in the end he shoved his tongue into you mouth shutting you up and  undressing you. He bite you hard in the nape when you tried to push him away.

He entered you in one thrust you were crying and screaming for him to stop. But he .....he continued to thrust inside your once virgin heat.. . Until he came ..... After coming as if he came back to reality, he hugged your trembling body . Rubbing it all while you naked body was squished to his naked body.

"Its ok .. it's going to be ok Y/n I'll not leave you... Don't worry ...we will marry!!! "

Pushed him hard telling him that you don't want that ...that you are going back ... Which caused him to overblot.

But before he could have attacked you his mother came in between. she took you out and told you that it's ok he will be normal soon. But your mind was on how to leave so you told his sister the truth that how to save her you two made the plan and how it had backfired.

She told you that she will help you escape she told you to meet her in the night next day and you nodded. Unknown to you that this will be a trap.

Next day came to meet her she told you that she will show you the way .

She took your hand and took you in front of a large door before you could have asked her anything she pushed you inside the room. And the last thing you heard was.

"You will thank me some day sister "

Inside you were screaming and banging the door to open it and then you felt an arm smoothly wrap around your chubby waist. You heard the hissing of the snakes near your ear . Your whole body froze when a kiss was place on your bare shoulder.

"There there my queen..... Why are you scared???? Where you trying to escape??? "

Before you could have said anything or even a sound would have escaped you mouth he took you to the bed . Placing you down there gently. You had seen him....his overblotted form.....

He slowly lifted you led and put it on his shoulder licking your inner thigh.

"You are not going anywhere my queen....nowhere....not until you are full with my kids..... *

Your mind was a broken mess.... His thrusts too much for your tired body..... How can he go on like this??? You were sitting on his lap with his dick inside you all the while he was feeding you. And everytime you try to turn your face away from the food . He thrusted inside you and then shove the food when you opened you mouth to moan.

How much time had passed??? You don't know...... But what you were sure of was... He is not letting you go...never.

You were sleeping on his lap with his dick inside you . Marks of dry tears on you cheeks the kajal and mascara melted down. Your lips swollen from all the biting and your naked form littered with his bite marks.

He was now back to normal. And was patting your head... smiling looking at the little bulge in your tummy with adoration. He overdid it...but...he is not guilty ... If it means you will never leave his side and be his wife ....then he will do it a million times.

He kissed your forehead , and looked at your sleeping face rubbing his thumb over your swollen lower lip. He took out the vial that his sister gave him yesterday and put the drink in his mouth and then he kissed you. Transferring the potion into you mouth. He smiled when he saw your throat...you drank it..

"My obedient little wife....."

The marriage had gone very well. His parents very happy and your pregnant bump showing in the dress you were wearing. You had became so obedient that he wants to give you the world. You came waddling to him today with your hands around your belly.

I want to eat f/f  :(. .... Can you make it???

He smiled and kissed you pouty lips....

"Yes why not my Treasure!!! "

He brought the food and you extended you hand to take the plate but instead of giving it to you he said while sitting down

"Ah ah.... What do we do to thanks our husband??? "

You crawled to him and sit in his lap opening your mouth .

He smiled sweetly feeding you a mouthful of the dish and kissed your puffed cheeks.

You will never even think of leaving him.....never....

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Music to my Ears

SUMMARY: You and Sanzu decide to take a risk and fuck in Mikey’s quarters while he's not there.

Content warnings: pwp, Threesome—f/m/m, Anal sex, Anal fingering, cunnilingus, blowjobs, Multiple orgasms, Orgasm delay, Voyeurism, Praise kink, Light Dom/sub, Biting, Creampie, Dirty Talk, Cum Swallowing

sanzu x f!reader x mikey, sanzu x mikey

a/n: my sanmai brainrot is manifesting now

Your moans are always music to his ears, the perfect song that begins being soft and gentle but quickly turns rambunctious and powerful—straight from pianissimo and right into fortissimo. And even though you both put yourselves in such a dangerous situation that will surely result in unfortunate, if not horrendous, consequences, Sanzu can’t help but want to enjoy the music you breathe into the air.

But he can not. Instead, he quiets you with a hand over your mouth, thumb on one side and four fingers on the other while being careful not to cover your nose. His body is atop yours as he holds himself up with one arm, hips flush while you are on your back.

Sanzu hikes your legs over his shoulders in order to cant your hips upward, giving him better access to the area that makes you sing, and as he shifts his position, bending his knees and moving them closer to you, the angle of his thrusts changes and he starts hitting a spot deep inside you that had your eyes rolling back and the lids closing as you keen into his hand.

It was still loud, though—too loud.

“Shh, shh, shh. You don’t want us to get found out, do you?”

Your eyes open to meet his royal blue ones, and you shake your head beneath his grip; he rewards the answer by grinding into you, his groin rubbing against your clit with each roll of his hips, and it forces more noises that are just an octave higher than before to escape you.

“Are you close?” he asks, his voice just barely above a whisper; you nod again. “Rub your clit.”

Your much smaller hand than his own snakes between your bodies, delicate fingers grazing your clit, and just the mere touch makes you gasp. Your hips jerk away like you’d been injured, but you immediately go back for it and starts rubbing quick circles on the swollen bud, your legs soon trembling on his shoulders.

Sanzu starts thrusting again, hitting that spot deep inside you just like before—he must have been, if the way his wife is sounding off beneath him was anything to go by, as well as how your pussy pulses around his cock, threatening to clamp down around him like a vise as you grow closer and closer to your orgasm.

You keen as he pounds into you and he so badly wants to uncover your mouth just to hear the beautiful crescendo you are releasing as you are building up to your climax. But he knows better.

“C’mon, baby. Cum for me. Let me feel it,” he breathes, snapping his hips against you one, two, three more times—

The door to the room you both are in opens like the gates of hell, and Sanzu can’t scramble off his wife fast enough, pulling out and uncovering your mouth just as you reach your peak and ungracefully tumble right over it, back arching and a loud moan escaping your chest.

You seem undeterred by the intruder who’d just walked in on your intimate moment and who’d froze at the sight of you fucking in a place they definitely have no business being, and instead you just roll onto your side, close your legs around your hand, and try to catch your breath.

The Bonten figurehead’s eyes flick between you and Sanzu as he stands just inside the doorway, his hand still on the helve as the bulkhead that separates his personal quarters from the rest of the building is wide open. Sanzu can only remain where he is, jaw tense and eyes straight ahead as he stands at attention like the right-hand man he is.

When the door is gradually shut, its eerie creaking and lock clicking both sounds that would surely haunt his sleep for nights to come, he could only watch as Mikey then slowly makes his way across the room and toward his desk while the heavy but steady rhythm of his steps reverberates off the walls and shakes Sanzu to his core.

The Bonten Leader removes his coat and tosses it onto his desk, and it was at that point Sanzu glances back at you, realizing that you, too, is watching, though your face and chest are flushed—but whether that is from embarrassment, your orgasm, or something else, he isn’t sure.

Neither of you knows what to do and you both are sure as hell do not know what Mikey is about to do, but you two remain still, waiting for your punishments.

Sanzu can’t help but wonder if getting thrown off the building—or even just voluntarily jumping off it—will be less painful than silently standing at attention in the room with Mikey, listening to his steps as he moves, while you two wait for disciplinary action. His stomach is twisting and turning in a cocktail of anticipation and anxiety and dread.

Mikey is at the table now and he pulls out the chair that is closest to his desk, takes a seat, then leans back and crosses his arms over his chest. The pose is intimidating and shows his patience has grown thinner.

Then again, Mikey is staring directly at you—at least until those two eyes that are the color of charcoal turns toward Sanzu and locks with his ocean blue hues. Immediately, he looks straight ahead again, his stomach locking up as he suddenly realizes that, yeah, he understands how you are feeling now.

But the room goes silent—awkward—aside from the sound of Sanzu’s heart in his chest and ears that is no longer a steady rhythm but some sort of fucked-up beat he can’t even keep time of. And then Mikey speaks in his familiar, husky voice that always had the pinkette’s stomach doing twists and turns and flips like acrobats.

“Please continue.”

Mikey could have shot Sanzu in the head with a glock at that very moment and he’d still be staring at him in confusion. But both he and you must have been displaying the same facial expression because an annoyed look crosses Mikey’s face as his eyes flicks between the two of you again. He waves his hand a bit from right to left, palm straight up, urging you both to continue with what you are doing.

“Don’t let me interrupt,” he reiterates.

“I—” Sanzu begins but cut himself off as he glances back at you. “I don’t—I’m not sure—are you—is this—uh—” He sputters like an idiot, his words unable to gain traction in his mouth and instead his tongue keeps slipping and sliding over like he is attempting to climb a muddy hill in flipflops, and by the time he even finishes stumbling over every attempted sentence, only one clear thing comes out: “boss?”

Mikey’s string of remaining patience snaps and Sanzu feels like it is going to slide down his throat and choke him. “My most loyal dog.”

Mikey’s tone is sharper than the katana Sanzu had accidentally cut himself with when clearing a raider hideout two nights ago—and that thing had really sliced through his hand—but his title is said in a way he hasn’t heard before and it makes him stand up straighter, shoulders square, as he stands at attention in more ways than one.

“Get back on the bed and continue fucking your wife.”

Sanzu’s mouth opens and closes a few times as he glances back at you again, then at the Mikey, then back at you; and he is about to move—

“Don’t make me tell you again.”

“Yes, boss,” the scarred man says, his voice cracking from nervousness, before he quickly climbs back onto the bed. He has gone soft after getting caught, but Mikey’s sharp tone and husky voice has, well, helped give him a bit of a semi, so all he has to do is reach down and start stroking himself a little to get the rest of the way there, and seeing you spread your legs to allow him between you certainly does wonders to speed that along.

Once he is fully hard, Sanzu shifts forward, guiding himself into you, both of you releasing an ensemble of sighs and quiet moans as he hilts inside you. Like before, he grinds himself into you, his groin rubbing against your clit as you release a sharp exhale before your hips rolls along with his, demanding more friction.

Sanzu didn’t grind against you for long, though, and instead hikes your legs over his shoulders again, canting your hips upward, while he increases the tempo of his thrusts, his hips soon slamming against yours roughly.

But the moment you are growing loud again, your voice abruptly jumping a couple octaves rather than gradually increasing, his palm roughly claps over your mouth, muffling your noises.

“Let me hear.” Mikey suddenly interjects.

Sanzu stills and turns his head, eyes locking with the Mikey’s; there is an obvious erection in his suit, but he isn’t touching himself and instead is still in that same position as he watches.

When the scarred man looks back at you, however, that is when he feels your tongue slide against his palm; he crinkles his nose in disgust before pulling his hand away, being met with a grin on your face. You seem to be enjoying yourself, at least, and he’d be a liar if he says it wasn’t exhilarating to have someone—especially Japan’s most fearsome crime lord—watching him and his wife fuck.

As punishment, he snaps his hips against you roughly, coaxing a yelp from you, the sound loud and echoing off the walls in the room, though he doesn’t give you time to recover before he’s fucking you again. He pushes your legs closer to your chest, which allows him to go deeper, and you are mewling beneath him as he slams into you, both of you breathing heavily, and he knows you are both already getting close—

“Rub her clit.”

Immediately, Sanzu sits back on his knees and pulls your ass onto his legs, your own legs leaving his shoulders and instead wrapping around his waist. His thumb finds your clit, hand splaying across your mound as he rubs quick, rough circles on the sensitive bud while he keeps up his thrusts. You are still mewling, your legs trembling around him, and he tries to hold on for you, his eyes tightly closing and his teeth grinding together while he fucks you harder, but he is so close.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he breathes, “I want you to cum with me.”

But Mikey is suddenly beside the bed, his upper body bare. He leans over and locks his lips with yours in a gentle kiss that you seem to have trouble holding while Sanzu never lets up on his rough thrusting. Mikey’s hand slides around your throat and, at the same time, your own hands find his body, one going to his shoulder blade and the other to the back of his neck, nails digging in at exactly where his Bonten insignia is placed.

Finally, you tipover the edge, your walls clenching around your husband’s cock as your nails claw and claw and claw at Mikey’s back, almost breaking open the skin all around his shoulder blades as you go into freefall from your orgasm. The kiss between you two breaks and you scream your husband’s name; and soon enough, your sounds dies down until the only thing escaping you are breathy whimpers from sensitivity—but Sanzu is already flying over the edge with you by that point.

Just before he reaches climax, he releases soft moans that only increases in frequency as he reaches the edge and finally tips over it. His eyes tightly closes again and his hips slam against you once, twice, thrice, before he buries himself to the hilt and comes inside you.

Sanzu’s orgasm crashes over him like sound waves that reverberates through his bones and soon he is holding himself above you, leans to the side on one hand so as to keep his body separated from where Mikey is still close and peppering bites along your jaw as you sigh softly and enjoying the feeling.

The Bonten leader pulls away after a few more moments and Sanzu takes his chance to lean down and kiss you, one hand cupping your jaw as he pulls his hips back just enough to slide his softening cock from you.

“Y/N.”

The kiss breaks and you turn your head to look at your superior, listening for orders.

Mikey is standing near the table—the man is so quiet with everything he does which is not unusual, and as he calls for you, Sanzu doesn’t waste any time pulling away to let you get up.

You saunter over to the crime lord and he reaches out to grab your jaw. Once you are close enough, thumb and fingers digging into your cheeks as he pulls you closer and roughly kisses you while his other arm wraps around you to pull your body tightly against his.

You find yourself returning Mikey’s kiss, and once you are separated, he reaches down and cups your ass, hoisting you up so you have to wrap your legs around his hips before he carries you over to the table and set you on the edge.

Your lips are immediately on his throat, kissing along his jaw just as you always do to your husband, and Sanzu can only watch with interest, his teeth chewing his lower lip. But this is the first time he has ever seen Mikey bare his throat, his head slightly tipping back to give you better access to such a vulnerable area, and Sanzu wonders if he does that for all his whores, knowing they could sink their teeth into his jugular and make his artery spray like a fountain.

But he doesn’t seem worried, and Sanzu knows you well enough to know you’d never do such a thing.

“Your husband takes good care of you, doesn’t he?” Mikey asks.

“Yes, sir.”

“I can tell. How many times did you cum before he did?”

“Three, sir.”

“Mm. Good. Think you can handle more?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Do you want your husband to watch me fuck you?”

The question catches you off guard and you attempt to look at Sanzu for guidance, but Mikey grabs your jaw again, thumb and fingers digging into your cheeks once more to keep your head forward as he makes you look up at him instead.

“Don’t look at him, look at me. Do you want your husband to watch me fuck you?”

“I—” you start but the answer never comes out.

Sanzu can’t blame you. He knows what you want, and he’d be a liar if he says he doesn’t want to let you get fucked by his beloved boss too—and he’d be an even bigger liar if he says he doesn’t want to get fucked by Mikey himself, as well. But the chances of that happening are slim to none, “Haruchiyo. Do you want to watch me fuck your wife?”

“Yes.” There is no hesitation in Sanzu’s answer.

“Y/N?”

“Y-yes, Sir.”

“Good girl,” Mikey purrs before he starts pushing his pants and his underwear off, completely baring himself. “Lay on your back.”

It is only then Sanzu took a moment to appreciate the way Mikey looks, taking in the sight of the countless scars that riddles his slim and muscular body like sheet music, singing the tales of a man who lived his life darkness and suffering. Bullet holes and knife wounds litters his torso, some scars are small while others are much larger; atrophic trenches and hypertrophic ridges that decorates his skin, gifts from past battles and traumas that many knew about but few knew the intimate details of.

It is beautiful on its own fucked-up way.

And Sanzu can only admire the younger man as he stands before them like the perfect living example of a marble statue carved centuries and centuries ago.

You are on your back, fingers running through Mikey’s stomach before he kneels down on the floor between your legs, his face disappearing from Sanzu’s view as it is blocked by your thighs.

It is obvious what he is doing as Sanzu had done it plenty of times himself—licking your cunt and tasting you—though the surprising part is how Mikey seems to have no problem eating you out after Sanzu had spilled inside you just a few minutes ago. But you seem to be enjoying it, the hand that had been on Mikey’s stomach is now grasping his silver locks and pulling him closer to your core, directing where you want him.

Mikey had you singing in no time, your back arching and legs trembling as you come, a soft muffle of his groans against you is sounding off in the background of your song, creating harmony together.

He helps you ride your orgasm out and once you are done, he is back on his feet between your thighs. A rough hand runs up your stomach and between your breasts, then back down, before he reaches between you two and starts pushing in; you suck air between your teeth, the sound hissing, and Sanzu finds himself standing and moving closer, his eyes zeroing in on what is happening between your legs—

Fuck.

Mikey is thick. Thick. Probably average in length—but he is definitely thicker than Sanzu; though the pinkette is bit longer. Still, shit.

Mikey eases in and is soon hilted, your song of pain eventually turning into a song of pleasure. Sanzu leans down and kisses you softly, one of his hands going to a breast and groping as he keeps your lips locked, your moans muffled against his mouth and he devours every note.

“Rub her clit,” Mikey orders as he begins to make small test thrusts.

Sanzu breaks the kiss and momentarily glances up at him before reaching over and sliding his fingers between your legs, rubbing fast circles against that swollen bundle of nerves. You are immediately moaning, gradually increasing while your body tenses and your hands grip the edge of the table beneath you just as the Mikey’s thrusts starts to pick up in tempo.

“Good boy, Haruchiyo.”

Alright, he’d be a liar if he says the praise hasn’t sent a wave of arousal throughout his body.

Fuck.

You are quickly falling apart, though, and it doesn’t take long for you to come, and Mikey’s soft groans as he slams his hips against you tells Sanzu that your walls are spasming around his boss’s cock; he knows all too well how fucking good that feels.

“Such a good girl,” Mikey purrs, his hands gripping your hips, thumbs pressing inwards toward your groin; the sound of your hips slapping together from skin-on-skin contact is nearly echoing in the small room. “Perfect fucking fit.”

But Sanzu isn’t prepared for the hand that grasps his chin and yanks him up and to his right, forcing his lips to collide with the leader in a rough kiss; his cheeks are clutched and it forces his mouth to open wider, providing access to an intruding tongue as it searches for his own.

And all the while, Mikey’s hips never falter in their thrusts even as you are cursing and keening and definitely watching your husband make out with the white-haired man above you while, at the same time, that younger man is fucking you. You mutter something along the lines of ‘oh, fuck, that’s so hot,’ and he can’t really disagree.

Sanzu has never been with a man before. That doesn’t mean he isn’t attracted to them, because he is—he considers himself bisexual even though he’s never actually fucked another guy—but holy hell if this isn’t an opportunity. And the assumption earlier that Mikey has no interest whatsoever? Scratch that, because it is clearly wrong.

He has no idea how long he’s been kissing his boss—it feels like forever because he’s been sent into some sort of bliss from just how good it is—but as soon as it breaks, they are both panting and Mikey immediately turns to you, his eyes looking you over for a moment before he glances back to Sanzu.

“Go sit on the bed,” he orders.

Of course, Sanzu obeys and goes to sit on the edge of the mattress, ensuring he is in a good position to keep watching.

It is then, however, that Mikey bends over so his body is flush with yours and you immediately wrap your legs around the Mikey’s hips as he is grinding against you. One of his arms goes to the table, a hand threading into your hair as his face is pressed against the side of yours, and Sanzu can hear Mikey whispering but cannot tell what is being said. His eyebrows furrows as he strains to hear, but he can see you bite your lower lip before looking over at him—the Bonten boss doing the same—and something about the look you two are giving him makes him almost want to blow his load again right then and there.

But he still isn’t hard yet.

Mikey starts kissing your neck and you tip your head back for him as soft moans escapes your lips while your hips are grinding. But when his teeth sink into your throat, right on your pulse point where everyone will see, your soft moans turns into a loud groan that signifies pain mixed with pleasure.

His teeth remains in your neck as he pulls his hips back and snaps them forward, likely only releasing your skin after he is certain there will be a dark bruise left behind. Mikey then drags the flat of his tongue against the spot he’d marked before he stands up straight, grabs your hips, and returns to fucking you hard.

From there, it isn’t long before the white-haired man is on the brink. Sanzu can tell before that where his boss had once kept a steady pace in his rough thrusts, they are now faltering, their tempo losing its rhythm while his breathing has grown heavy and ragged as he pants. You are close as well, with one of your hands between your thighs, fingers rubbing your clit while your legs tremble. And before long, you tip over the edge, back arching, screaming Mikey’s name—not his nickname, though, but his first name.

“Manjiro”

“That’s it, pet. There you go—mmfuck, I’m gonna cum.” A low groan is released from deep in Mikey’s chest before he slams his hips against you a few more times and then hilts himself, stilling as he comes.

Inside you.

Mikey comes inside Sanzu’s wife.

And Sanzu isn’t even mad about it—shit, he feels himself growing hard from it, that refractory period finally having dissipated.

“Fuck,” he whispers, and watches as Mikey was grinding his hips against you, his body rolling with each movement before he finally pulls out. When his cock slid free, the noise it makes is wet, likely from the mixture of your cum and both men’s cum—and when Mikey pulls back enough so his cock is in Sanzu’s view, the pinkette can see streaks of white on it.

Mikey’s eyes remains on your cunt, however, even as he suddenly speaks to Sanzu. “Haruchiyo,” he says sharply in that same tone that had helped get Sanzu hard earlier—it is doing the same thing now. “Come here.”

Bonten’s number two is immediately on his feet and approaching, standing at attention as he does and waiting for direction. But as Mikey finally flicks his eyes over to Sanzu, the pinkette have a sudden realization of what he is about to be told to do.

“Clean me off.”

“Yes, Boss.”

Just as quickly as he’s gotten to his feet, he’s also gotten to his knees. He takes Mikey’s semi-hard cock into his hand and slides the head into his mouth, sucking hard, while the the shorter man’s eyes are on him the entire time—and Sanzu can’t help but stare back. He slowly slides more and more in, sucking him clean, tasting the mixture of Mikey’s cum and the tang from his wife on his taste buds. And maybe he intentionally takes a little longer than necessary to clean the cum from his superior’s dick, but he eventually gets the job done and Mikey seems satisfied.

He is brought back to his feet, and his lips are smashed against the other man’s again, that same tongue invading his mouth and immediately being welcomed by his own. When they break apart, however, there is a soft noise from you; they both look over to see you watching with a palm groping your breast, two fingers rubbing your clit, and cum leaking from you. You don’t seem satisfied or sated despite having numerous orgasms, though you should appreciate the fact you don’t have the same sort of refractory period as he do.

Sanzu chews on his bottom lip before looking back to his king as Mikey pulls away, moving to his desk drawer and grabbing something out of it—a bottle of what, he isn’t sure—

Oh. Wait.

Oh, fuck.

Mikey returns to him but before he is able to question anything, their lips crash together again and Sanzu is being led backwards toward the bed. The back of his legs hit the edge of the mattress and he is suddenly pushed by hands against his pectorals until he falls onto the bed on his back.

Mikey is atop him in seconds with his hips slotted between Sanzu’s thighs, their lips brought together again, but it is only a brief kiss this time before the Bonten leader sits back on his knees and that bottle he’s brought is popped open, some of the substance being poured onto the white-haired man’s fingers.

“I’m going to fuck you, Haruchiyo,” Mikey says nonchalantly; it nearly makes Sanzu moan. “Have you ever been fucked in the ass before?”

“Uh, well—” he begins as Mikey gently rolls him onto his side and pushes his top leg up to his chest. “Yeah, I have. With Y/N.”

“Mm. Good.”

That is all the warning Sanzu receives before there is a finger working into him.

It doesn’t take long before he is prepped; Mikey is gentle, of course, and ends up getting three fingers into Sanzu’s ass, spreading him open because, fuck, the man’s cock is thick, and Sanzu isn’t about to be split open. But when he is ready, Mikey apparently have plans for how he wants this to go.

“Y/N.”

You are immediately on your feet—you are always obedient when you choose to be.

“On your back.”

When you lay down, Sanzu is instructed to sit on his knees between your legs like he had earlier; a hand comes from behind him to quickly stroke his cock, thick fingers wrapping around him quite nicely as he is being guided right back into your cunt, a place he knows he belonged. You are still soaked, a combination of your own slick and cum as well as the mixture of his and Mikey’s spend, which just makes it all the better.

A rough hand strokes over his back as Sanzu is hilted inside you. When that husky voice speaks low in his ear, almost a growl, Sanzu’s entire body shivers.

“Fuck her. Hard. I want to hear our cum getting fucked out of her.”

Shit.

Sanzu obeys and pulls his hips back before slamming them forward, repeating the action again and again, his cock pounding into you while he grabs your legs and pushes them upward to where your hips are canted just like before.

But he falters in his movements as two fingers are pushed into his ass, and then he completely stills as those same fingers are crooked downward, body tensing when they press against his prostate, poking and prodding and massaging it.

“Baby,” you whisper, and Sanzu opens his eyes, not even realizing he’d closed them; he moves his hips a little because he knows that is what you want, but that just makes the fingers inside him press more against his prostate, sending jolts of pleasure throughout his entire body.

Those fingers are pulled out, however, and Sanzu releases a sigh before he starts thrusting again, beginning slow before eventually pounding into you once more, making you keen.

Mikey disappears into the bathroom for a few moments, letting you two continue, and Sanzu doesn’t even realize the white-haired man returned until a hand grasps his hip, stilling him, while a rough palm presses between his shoulder blades and gently pushes him forward so his chest is almost flush against yours. The anticipation had his heartbeat increasing in tempo, knowing it is about to change as the bonten leader is preparing himself to fuck Sanzu.

The pressure of Mikey’s cock pushing into his ass nearly knocks the breath out of him. His entire body tenses, his jaw clenches, and he grabs fistfuls of the sheets as he releases a low groan while Mikey slowly works himself in. At the same time, you are stroking along Sanzu’s back soothingly, trying to help and convince him to relax.

“You can take it, Haruchiyo,” Mikey purrs.

Fuck, Sanzu could have cum right then and there because the sound of his beloved king’s voice alone—deep and husky and filled with lust—is just incredible.

Mikey is soon hilted and all Sanzu can do is just lay there, feeling entirely full while his cock is still achingly hard and buried in your tight heat. But Mikey isn’t going to let him stay still for long, and he knows that.

Mikey eventually pulls back a little before his hands are put on Sanzu’s hips, guiding him, making the pinkette move back and forth so he’s thrusting inside you while Mikey’s cock is fucking him with just Sanzu’s own movements.

It is intense and incredible and fuck.

He is already going to lose it soon if this keeps up.

Mikey starts moving Sanzu’s hips faster and he can’t help the breathy moan that escapes him, his face is pressing into your jaw as his breathing is stuttering, his body almost trembling while it threatens to tip over the edge. “Fuck, I’m so close.”

But he is suddenly pulled back, his cock is ripped from your core as a large hand reaches down to his dick, thumb and forefinger wrapping around the base and squeezing much too tight for comfort—and then his urge to cum is just… gone.

“Not yet,” Mikey murmurs in his ear from behind, and Sanzu can only whine.

Strong hips are grinding against his ass, and Mikey’s free hand slides up to his throat, fingers wrapping around the column while the other hand releases his cock and moves to be grasping his hip, holding him still as—

“Ohfuckfuckfuckfuckgodfuck!”

Mikey gives him no warning before he’s pounding into Sanzu, holding the pinkette back against his chest and thrusting fast and rough while the hand on the Sanzu’s throat makes him lean his body back against the shorter man’s. He feels hands on his cock again, stroking, and realizes you’ve leaned up to touch him, rubbing his dick as he’s getting brutally pounded into—you and Mikey both focusing on Sanzu’s pleasure. And it is intense.

But Mikey eventually slows his thrusts to where he is just grinding until he fully leans back on his haunches, pulling Sanzu with him so he is sitting on Mikey’s lap. “You like this?” he asks, his voice low and husky. “You like having my cock in your ass?” Sanzu can only nod as he pants, unable to form any coherent words. “Y/N. Ride him.”

It is an awkward position, sort of. You straddle Sanzu but is at risk of falling backward so his hands are loosely on your hips. You lean forward and kiss Mikey over his shoulder as your hips grind against Sanzu, his cock slowly moving inside you.

You two manage to somehow work in tandem as if you’d practiced—Mikey brutally thrusts upward into him while you bounce on his cock, and Sanzu is just fucking losing it; he isn’t going to be able to hold it. He can’t. It is coming.

He is coming—

His cock slips free from you again and Mikey’s thumb and forefinger are squeezing around his base once more, forcing his orgasm away—Sanzu cries out as he thought he is going to explode.

“Please,” he pants; his eyes are half-lidded while his breathing is shaky, but his pleas are ignored as teeth clamp down on the side of his neck, biting the skin hard enough to bruise. Mikey marking him just like he’d marked you.

Fuck.

After the leader let go, you are on your back again and Mikey shoves Sanzu forward to where he is laying on you like before, your husband’s chest flush with yours and his face buried against your jaw once more.

“Please, baby,” he tries again, begging you this time as if you might be able to do something but knowing you had no control over the situation—Mikey controls everything. He controls you two.

Mikey’s hand is wrapped around his cock and Sanzu releases a whine, but he is guided back into the tight heat of your cunt. “Fuck your wife, Haruchiyo, and I’ll let you cum.”

It is music to his ears.

Shaky forearms are pressed onto the bed as he starts thrusting into you, one of your hands having slipped down to rub your clit in the process, and Mikey immediately begins pounding into Sanzu from behind again. The pinkette barely registers when Mikey’s hand reaches forward and gently wraps around your throat, the other he places on the middle of Sanzu’s back as Mikey is slightly leaned forward when he starts fucking him even harder. His hips clap against Sanzu’s ass, the sound almost deafening as it echoes in the room.

But at this point, Sanzu is gone.

His hips stills as he feels his climax approaching, but he doesn’t even need to move because the force from Mikey’s thrusting is enough to make him pump into you to some extent. And while that may not have been enough for you, it is certainly enough stimulation for your husband. “I’m—I’m gonna cum,” he groans, and he isn’t sure if anyone even heard it because it is said so quietly.

But Mikey does. “Let’s hear it, Haruchiyo. I want you moaning my name—no one else’s. Cum for me.”

Sanzu tips over the edge and his body tenses up as he comes hard inside you. He groans, his crescendo having led up to the moment when he moans out Mikey’s name right against your jaw, feeling your body shiver beneath him at the sound. His hands clench the sheets, and even as he finishes coming, Mikey keeps going, brutally fucking him even as the stimulation becomes overbearing.

You suck in a shaky breath and he feels you tighten around him even though his cock is softening; he can only release a heavy exhale against you when you come, his entire body shuddering as you moan so close to his ear—using Mikey’s given name again just as he assumed you were directed to. But it is a beautiful song, nonetheless.

Mikey’s thrusts are faltering, and Sanzu is thankful for it because everything from the waist down and knees up is starting to pulse and throb and he knows he’ll be sore after all is said and done—but it’ll be worth it.

“Mm, fuck. I’m gonna cum—gonna cum in you, Haru.”

The use of his name had him groaning again and before he knows it, Mikey slams into him one, two, three more times before burying himself to the hilt and coming, filling Sanzu up as he’d promised and the pinkette lays nearly limp on top of you, panting against your jaw.

Mikey leans back onto his knees, releasing your throat though his other palm slowly begins to slide up and down Sanzu’s spine, soothing him and helping him relax, and he feels your fingers threading into his mullet. The stroking along his spine from Mikey only lasted a few seconds, however, before the white-haired man pulls out, coaxing a groan from both men, and then Mikey makes his way over to the bathroom and disappears inside.

“You did so good, baby,” you whisper before kissing his temple. “It sounded like you enjoyed it a lot.”

“Yeah,” he breathes, but he can’t get anything else out. Both his body and brain are utterly exhausted and refused to move or think.

Mikey comes out of the bathroom soon after disappearing, carrying wet rags; he moves to the bed and softly places one of the rags onto Sanzu’s lower back, the touch gentler than the he ever thought possible of someone like Japan’s most fearsome criminal, before the rag is slowly trailed down to clean him up. He is tender and sore, that is for certain, but Mikey is careful in his touches and you are soothing him by petting his head and whispering comforting words.

Once he is cleaned off, he is carefully rolled onto his side and Mikey then goes on to clean you up with the second rag, though Sanzu watches as Mikey leans down and gently presses your lips together. There is something intimate about the way he kisses you—and that same intimacy is present when Mikey had kissed Sanzu, too. He really can’t help but watch even though his eyes are drooping from exhaustion.

Surprisingly, though, Mikey isn’t kicking you two out, and even after Sanzu finds himself dozing, he’d woken up just as the bed dips and he feels his boss settling between him and his wife.

Mikey’s body wraps around your much smaller frame, one of his arms going beneath your neck and wrapping around your chest so his hand rests on your shoulder, and the other arm draping over your stomach—but not until after he reaches behind him and grabs onto Sanzu’s arm, encouraging him to join in on cuddling.

This is a new and probably still dangerous situation, but, hell, it is a good change in his life.

My Muse part 1

Yandere Gallahan Lombardi x isekai'd reader ( x Platonic yandere Lombardi family x platonic yandere Perez and Florentia)

Warning : mention of death , mention of murder, manipulation , cheating, drug mentioned

Author's note: All of my readers who are dilf lovers here is my treat for you people ...enjoy!!

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It would have been the happiest moment of a persons life if you got reincarnated into  your favourite manhwa. It's not like you didn't liked manhwa or the manhwa you are right now in was not your liking. But the problem was you were a side character in the manhwa who will me murdered by her own husband.

You were reading the manhwa 'I'll be the matriarch in this life" and had fallen asleep and when you opened your eyes you found your self in the manhwa itself. Everything was going alright your parents were very powerful noble who were the most powerful in the kingdom second to the house Lombardi.

You were the only daughter of your parents resulting in your parents loving you very much. And your father???? He was idiot for his daughter and it was well known in the kingdom. But the character in whose body you were in had a very dark future.

The girl falls for a man and as her parents love her so much , they agree to marry her to him . But then she caught him cheating on her . She tells him to give her divorce but he instead kills her by poisoning and then burns the dead body. Takes all the property saying that you ran away with someone else and you wronged him.

The only place you were mentioned in the manhwa was in the past life of Florentia that when she was having a bad time you always supported her you even told her to come into your household but she refused saying that Lambordi was her family .

And the second reason was your family's rivalry with house Lombardi. You need to save yourself from the dark future. And you choose what you needed to. And thats why you were standing in front of Rulac Lombardi trembling like a leaf.

Yes you requested no.... Begged your father to accept the proposal of house Lombardi so that you could become Florentia's dance teacher. As Shannet Lombardi was famous in the social circle because for her personality and authority you were famous because of your sense of fashion , dancing , kind nature and knowledge .

You were 15 years younger than Shanet and from Shanet's viewpoint you were alot tolerable than the other noble ladies. You never liked to badmouth or gossip and she was touched when one time after her divorce with her husband; when she heard some ladies badmouthinh her for not being" enough" for her bad excuse of a husband , you scolded them so badly that they ran away hiding there faces.

You were called the white Lotus of the high society. No one not even anyone in the house Lombardi ever tried to offend you.

You were also known as the golden Nightingale because of you voice or golden peacock because the way you dance makes people look at you without even flinching as if you will disappear. And getting scolded from you means they offended you and your family.

And it was seen by not only Shanet who smiled at a very cutely fuming with anger you but also Rulac Lombardi and Gallahan Lombardi. Florentia's whole mind was only on you and it had gone not unseen by the three.

And they were not able to stop swooning on you when she saw you ; as soon as you turned around after scaring the ladies muttering and grumbling. You accidentally noticed all of them staring at you and poof...... They saw a very red squirrel running away from them. You looked so cute stumbling and colliding with people running that even cold hearted Rulac was not able to stop his smile.

It was so sweet for them to find a kind soul in such a dark place that they talked about you in the household for days. Till Florentia's request came to request you to be her dance teacher .

And that's why her you were in front of the three people you never wanted to be.

Rulac Lombardi, Shannet Lombardi and Clerivan pellet. You were trembling like a little rabbit in front of them as if they will attack you now...and what you were not noticing was they were all thanking Florentia because of her they got to see someone so sweet and pure.

Shannet told you that they want you to teach Florentia dance to which you agreed and from then you started to get close to everyone in the house Lombardi.

Rulac had noticed the longing eyes and stare that Gallhan use give you. And Shanet had seen her younger brother peeping throw the door looking at you dancing . And when caught , making excuses like he was observing his daughter. Even Florentia had seen the dress sketchs on his father's desk in which the model always had your h/c haircolor and the your measurements written. The sketch he made of you holding Florentia.

It was noticed by the whole household that the young father longed for you. Even Gallahan himself knew this but he was ashamed to say that he was in love with someone almost 9 years younger than him. When he got ill you were the person who was most sad in the Lombardi.

You who knew that if Gallahan will dies , Florentia will be doomed to be abused again and you will be married to that man and get killed. You with the knowledge of what you read in the manhwa found the cure for the disease . Yes even after knowing that he will be saved by Estira you told  her the ingredients of the cure.

When he was on the bed you became his nurse. And even Rulac and Shannet were shocked that a lady of rival family working so hard to cure a member of their family. You hold Tia whenever she broke down and cried saying what if he will die??

That day both Gallahan and Rulac heard you telling Florentia about the cure and that you had made the cure but you dont know if it will work or not. And when Florentia said that she trust you the most even more than she trusts herself you broke down crying.

The men were shocked because of your devotion.The two man promised each other with silent nod to save you and protect you from the world you were afraid of. The day your medicine was used Gallahan stopped breathing for 1 min and you thought he died.

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