𒊹︎𝚃𝚘𝚔𝚢𝚘 𝚁𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝙾𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜𒊹︎

꧁❤︎𝐵𝑙𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑠-Hanma❤︎꧂

"Y/n is so damn fiiiine" Kazutora says as the smoke flows past his lips. The top ranks of Valhalla were all sitting around in the abandoned arcade they called a base.

Hanma sat on his 'throne' smoking a blunt as Kazutora leaned against the wall. "Hanma lucky as hell, mans got the finest girl I ever seen."

"And she all mine so fuck off" Hanma replies curtly. Kazutora smirks and looks away. "Well speak of the devil..." he says softly.

"The queen has arrived" Chome whistles, looking the girl up and down as she struts in, Louis Vuitton purse swinging at her side.

The boys all stare at her curves as her hips sway with every step she takes. "Hey babyyy~" she says flirtatiously as she reaches Hanma.

She sits down on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck as the tight dress becomes taught against her figure.

Hanma places his hand on her waist staring back up at her. "You wanna smoke?" He says lazily. She grabs the blunt out of his hand and takes a long drag.

She turns to face Kazutora and blows the smoke in his face, laughing as his face contorts. "Not funny,  Y/n".

"Have you met the rest of my crew?" Hanma says, gesturing to the boys that surrounded them.

Most of the boys just nod at her, some look her up and down, even. "What's good witchu" Chonbo says, smoke passing his lips as he speaks.

"You're friends are kinda hot, maybe I picked the worst one..." she whispers in Hanma's ear, giggling as his grip on your waist tightens. "Not gonna fucking happen"

"Shorty you hella fine, you tryna leave this fool for me?" Baji drawls, licking his lips as she smiles sweetly.

She stands up and walks over to him, lightly placing her hand on his chest. "You think you can handle this?" She whispers in his ear, her breath fanning over his skin, making him shiver.

She runs her hands over his shoulders and down his body. "You think you can handle this ass? This pussy? You man enough for that? Gangsta enough~?" She says seductively, looking up at him through her lashes.

"Y-yea I can, let me show you" Baji says, his cool coming back to him after being stuck in her trance.

"Then show me~" she says softly. Hanma suddenly grabs her waist and pulls her away from Baji. "That's enough of that."

Baji frowns, and looks down guiltily, a slight tent in his pants. "Baji get that shit outta her right now" Hanma says sternly. Baji turns on his heel and quickly leaves.

"Stop fucking flirting with them when you have no intention of doing anything." Hanma says lowly. She smiles at him cheekily. "Who says I wasn't gonna do anything?"

"You're done. You're done" Kazutora says, wagging his finger at Y/n. She laughs loudly and all of the boys in the room look at her.

She covers her face, embarrassed that everybody heard her laugh like that. "Awwwww~ you're laugh is so cute~" Kazutora teases. "Fuck off you two-toned bitch." She responds.

Hanma pulls her back on his lap as Chome rolls up another blunt, handing it to Y/n. She puts it to her lips and Hanma lights it for her.

"This some good shit" she says as a lazy smile graces her features. She leans back against Hanma's chest and he wraps his arms around her as she puts the blunt to his lips.

"Smokin blunts hit different when you got a fine ass girl on your lap, huh, Hanma?" Kazutora says as he pushes himself off of the walls and leaves the arcade.

Hanma rolls his and looks at Y/n.

"It sure fucking does~"