UNEDITED STORIES from year 2021.
COMFORT ZONE (n)
/ˈkəmfərt zōn/
: a place or situation where one feels safe or at ease and without stress.
- tokyo revengers character x reader oneshots.
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𝟸𝟷. 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙼𝙰 𝚂𝙷𝚄𝙹𝙸
ʚ————✦○♡○✦————ɞ
!! w: full +18, mention of blood and gun!! words:1266
cold droplets of rain pour down from dark cloud,
Even though the sky was decorated with stunning bright stars, the droplets of heavy rain create some disturbing loud noise plus the thunder that echoed shortly.
The cold transparent liquid hardly pour on a certain roof of a expensive car, heavy breaths, panting, groans and moans engulfed the whole vehicle as it heated the certain people even more.
the car was in a mess, thick fog stained the window glass, red heels were laying mess on the back seat with the striped expensive suit, necktie and a drenched lingerie.
"ha!..." you panted, eyes rolling to the back of your head as well your back arc on unbearable pleasure. "h-hanma!....slow-ah...slow it down" you buried your face on the said mans neck, your warm breathe tickled his skin yet he enjoyed it. he loved it.
"no doll..." he chuckled and even fastened his pace. hanma's slender finger thrusts in and out on your sex whilst his other hand kept your face on his neck.
he want to feel your warm breathing.
he want to clearly heard your pants and moans.
your pleads.
your angelic voice.
he want you all by himself but he can't.
"you're the one who wants me to go rough" his teasing tone made you even aroused, your sticky juices slowly drenching his pants and seat yet hanma don't mind it if it's yours. "angh!" you chocked with your own saliva when he pulls out and swiftly put his three digit inside you.
"y/n.." hanma trailed off gaining your attention all of the sudden, "tell me...do I fuck you so good than him?" his words made you flinch. hanma shuji never bring this topic whenever you both were alone, he even punished you for saying that certain man when you're with him.
you can't help but smirked at him, removing his hand on your head so you're now face to face with his handsomely face. your polished red tinted nails graze on his ears to his perfect jaw line then dragging it down to his built chest, and finally resting it on his growing bulge.
"why don't you prove it then..." you lean forward to his neck, placing a light feather kiss before, "hanma-kun~" you whispered softly.
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it was good, dangerously good. it's different to be fuck by one and only hanma shuji. his member was buried deep inside you while you can't control your loud moans which made the man falls head over heels at you even more. it was more intimate when his large palms caressed your sides, as if he was completely understand you.
not just you body but even your soul and flaws.
"ngh!" you whimpered, feeling a knot forming in your belly for once again after releasing it just earlier. "fuck! you're squeezing me so hard" hanma groan, his grip on the steering wheel tighten then pulling your lips to a slick french kiss.
every sweet taste of you, he enjoy it. you make him go to a perfect utopia were he could only see the both of you. hanma savour the kids until the familiar ringing sound take you both back in reality. hanma's piercing eyes wandered around the car while his tattooed hand caressed the back of your head as you rest it on his shoulder.
upon seeing your phone flashes the foreign light, it annoys him after knowing who would be calling you in this middle of the night. however, himself can't control his lips to twist into a playful smirk. "it's him..." he whispered, grabbing your phone on the passenger seat, "answer him y/n" hanma ordered making you gulp the lump in your throat.
this is not good.
you lean away from his shoulder, watching his thumb slide the green button to answer the call. "I-im-" you were about to apologise for the late response yet hanma playfully thrusts in making you bit your lower lip.
"y/n where are you?" kisaki's wicked voice makes you throw up right here right now. "o-on the...on the villa" you try not to be breathy but the smirking Hanma won't you do it.
"you should came up with a good lie... you know how smart your master is" hanma whispered lowly on your other ear, keeping his pace fast as he could. torturing you to death,
Hanma was right, you were own by kisaki tetta. yet, the man right in front of you was always the first.
your first savior.
your first kiss.
your first love.
your first make love.
the first man that made you fall on your knees.
and it's same with hanma.
"that's good..." you could feel the stinging pain on your lower lip while you keep bitting it, you was about to sighed in relief but you froze in your spot, you feel you soul escape right through your mouth after you heard those words come out from kisaki.
"then, why are you painting heavily"
you look at hanma who just Sayre at you, his smirk not leaving his face showing that he was enjoying it. "i-...fuck" you try to keep your moans low but hanma was good to pleasure you and send you to cloud nine.
you could feel your cum flow out from your belly while you feel his warm cum burried deep inside you. "did you just curse on me, kitten?" kisaki says on the other line while hanma can't help but held his laughter after seeing your disgusted expression.
"hehe..n-no master! I...I just curse the horse....Yeah! horse!" you nervously laugh, glaring at the half-blonde man in front of you. "horse?" right now, you know you'll be punished, just thinking how you're suspicious with your answers.
"yeah...I...I just rode a horse, t-to release some stress. you know?" you nervously chuckled then sighed in relief when the call was cutted off. "that was a good show doll" hanma smirked, cleaning you up while peppering you with kisses.
"shut up!" you pouted, slipping your lingerie back then tiredly rest your head on his chest. "I thought you're going to get rid of him?"
"that would be uninteresting doll" he whispered, gently pulling the certain box on the back seat as you're too tired to ask about it. hanma open it and gently slipped the accessory on your neck,
it was a black leather choker with a piece of diamond dangling in front of it with your initial carved on it. "wear this if you're meeting with me" he said watching you lean on the steering wheel and play with the collar.
"yeah yeah...." your eyes brighten with passion looking at hanma then to the jewelry. "happy birthday doll" he puts back his glasses when he widened his eyes in shock.
he couldn't move.
he was trembling.
shattered glass everywhere with a little hole go through the front glass of the expensive car.
he couldn't believe it.
blood covered his hands and now staining his button up polo, hanma keep you in his arms waiting for his turn so he would be with you there right now.
"surprised? I was aiming for you but y/n head was so big.... that's sad"
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• [a/n: this is one of my crap drafts because I'm so busy with personal things (especially it's my birthday this coming 26) so I hope you guys still like it<3 don't forget to vote and follow meh!]
