Takemichi harem one-Shot's DISCONTINUED

RanTake (Degradation)

Summary: Takemichi lives a perfect life, happily spending his days however he wants and waiting for his lovely husband ran to come home and tell him he's the best slut in the world.

Takemichi was lounging on the plush sofa in his private apartment like he always does, just waiting. It wasn't like he could go anywhere anyway, not really. Everyone in the country knew his face, and every single one of them said the same shitty stuff about him.

Poor weak, helpless boy.

Makes sense, a useless crybaby  guy ending up as some villain's plaything.

That's all a useless nobody  is good for anyway. Who cares if he's some villain's slut?

And if people saw him, they would take him away. Takemichi knew he'd end up in prison eventually if they ever found him. Because the police might believe he was some sad little manipulated victim, but really that couldn't be farther from the truth.

Sure, he was Ran's little whore. He spread his legs for him every single day, but Takemichi  did a lot more than that. He provided comfort and acceptance to his lover and his friends who'd never once known a kind person in their life. Not really.

And Takemichi loved being that person. Most of the time, he was more like a parent to them rather than a friend. Except for Ran, of course.

For being one of the Bonten executives, Takemichi was many things. A partner, a boyfriend, a filthy, depraved slut. And he fucking loved it. Loved being used and torn down, brutalized and fucked, only to be put together again at the end.

Sure, some people would say it was "unhealthy," but honestly, that was just bullshit. What they had was perfect for them, and as far as Takemichi was concerned, everyone else could just fuck off. It wasn't any of their goddamn business how Takemichi reacted when Ran walked in a room and fixed him with one of his looks.

Which is precisely what he did when he marched into Takemichi's apartment.

"Michi . What the fuck are you doing?"Ran said, something dark and heated burning in his eyes as he grabbed his tie and pulled it down until it was loose around his neck.

"I'm laying here, looking pretty sexy if you ask me,"Takemichi responded with a mischievous giggle that he knew would only rile up Ran.

"Why don't you do something useful then? You're always being lazy like some ungrateful little bitch. But I know how to put you to good use."

"Hmmm, I'm not sure what you mean, Ran darling ? You're going to have to explain..."

Ran marched over, grabbing Takemichi's chin in his hand and wrenching him up to look into his eyes. "You need it spelled out for you, baby?"

"Yes, sir, please. Tell me what I'm good for. Tell me how you're going to use me!"

"I'm going to use you like the filthy fucking whore you are. Is that what you want to hear? Wanna hear about how I'll take your pretty mouth and fuck your throat till you can't even speak?"

"Yes! Yes,Ran! More!"

"Want to hear about how all your good for is that tight little ass that takes my cock like you were fucking born for it? Like you'll never be good for anything else?"

Takemichi felt a chill run down his spine, his filthy  asshole already trembling at the thought of Ran stuffing him full as his nerves started to tingle. Just thinking about the things he was going to do to him had a takemichi  throbbing with need. His cute little cock was already hard and close to coming.

"What a pathetic whore,"Ran chuckled. "You're already so fucking desperate for it. This is exactly what I mean. You'll only ever be my perfect little Slut."