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Your tiny hands stroking his, thick cock (his dick big as shit ngl, like holy fuck i know its big) pre oozing from the tip.

Head leaned back enjoying your slow pace, slow enough to be pleasurable but fast enough to keep him engaged

Blowing puffs of smoke from his lips, holding your waist gently.

When he’s like this he’s extremely quiet, just living in the moment. Maybe a glass of wine on the side, or soft jazz playing in the background.

“Hmmmmgh…” he’d hum approvingly when you’d stroke his cock just right.

He’d stretch out lazily like a cat letting you continue, lifting you up to place you directly on top of his torso while he leaned all the way back. 

I don't think his breathing would differ much than the usual, maybe slightly heavier. (you have to get him really worked up for that)

When he cums, he isn't loud about it, but his grip on your hips tighten.

That pretty cock jumping in time with his shallow exhales. “Mmmmmgh, fuck. Good job…” he’d mumble out, before yanking you down.

His big hands gripping your chin, he’d growl, “we're just getting started.” 

Oliva 

BIG BLACK DADDY he’s so damn fine

YOU want to give him a HANJOB?? His sex drive is OUT OF THIS WORLD, given that he can't really be as intimate as he'd like with his beloved Maria. Oliva LOVES making love. 

He’d be over the MOON giggling with excitement, he loves Maria dearly but sometimes he wants to satisfy his desires so he sought out you, his sugar baby.

You've met him about a year ago, on some sugar relationship site, you planned to suck him dry and move on but he captured your heart the first message. 

“Hey sweetheart, how bout you give a real man a try?” 

You two clicked instantly, you never thought you'd be laying on a cushy bed jacking off what you deemed to be a creepy old man.

“Mmmm! Your hands are so sweet, darling~! Stroking me so..hic~! nice! Hic~!” his back arched lightly off the bed, lifting you up as well. 

He couldn't keep his hands off you, rubbing your hips, tummy, everything he could reach. 

He loved a slower pace, he wanted to feel your soft hands all over him. 

“Touch me everywhere darling~!” he’d practically giggle squeezing your hips tight pulling your back closer to his chest. 

Planting sweet kisses all over your face, shuddering when you rubbed his glands just right. 

He’s pretty loud, when he cums

“MMMMGH~! Gasp D-Darling!~” squeezing you tight, as he shuttered through his orgasm, before collapsing back on the bed taking you with him. 

“Hmmm~ you're so good to me, darling.” holding you close as he drifted off to sleep. 

Retsu 

MY HUSBAND id give him all the blow jobs in the world. 

What? Give **him** a hand job? He deems it unnecessary and declines. 

“Why would you want to do such a thing? Seems like a hassle, not to mention messy. 

Although his cheeks burned a light red.

Finally after weeks of convincing he finally conceded, lying against the couch with his legs slightly spread. You, on your knees, with a plush pillow underneath.

It takes a few minutes to get him worked up but its all worth it when the sounds begin to slip out.

“H-hmmm..” his breath shuddered, your hands working slowly up his shaft thumbs rubbing the underside of his tip, tracing those tender glands.

He leaned back, thighs spreading, giving you more access. 

You sped up just a little more, your warm hand palming his tip occasionally, Retsu arched lightly. 

Pushing his sensitive tip out of your grip, you giggled, his thighs trembled. He couldn't face you or he’d cum on the spot.

“Hmphhhh…” he shivered, torso jerking forward lightly, his shaking legs lifting with a mind of its own. 

“Feel good?” 

All he could do was nod, his head practically behind the couch, his hips moving on their own accord.

Before you knew it he was moaning and gasping like he never felt pleasure like this before. “Dont stop, p-please.’’ 

With your second hand you fondled his balls, working in tandem with your first hand still stroking his cock, although his hips did most of the work.

He was panting like a madman teetering on that sweet edge.

“O-oh!” Restu’s body locked up almost immediately, as his peak built, he went dead silent except for his labored breathing. 

Perfectly manicured nails gripping the couch cushions tight, his chest heaving, he was wound so tight it looked like it hurt. 

His lip trembled lightly when he realized his body was too rigid to pop his swollen tip out of your hand, he had no choice but to endure.

When he came: “MMMUGGH-!!” he groaned almost painfully, his pretty hips shaking like a leaf in the wind. His back arched clean off the couch in pure ecstasy.

You stroked him through his high until his toes curled and his neck strained. His breathing was erratic, nearly full blown hyperventilating, a single tear ran down his cheek, you didn't mention it. 

While he came down from his high, he pulled you up and hugged you tight.

“I enjoyed that very much, I would like to do that again sometime.” leaning against you while he calmed down.

Oh you were gonna have so much fun with him.

Thank you for reading my love! As always, lemme know your thoughts and shoot ya girl some requests if you'd like! 🌸

The name of your husband, the man who died an honorable death to the world renowned samurai. Musashi Miyamoto.

A beautiful clean cut right through your husband’s torso, blood gushed, splattering on the arena grounds. In a flash he toppled over, blood still pouring, his severed insides no longer contained by his body.

Baki watched.

Katsumi watched.

Tokugawa watched.

Kaku watched.

They all watched.

Retsu, master of Chinese Kenpō, feather of Xiaoli, severed in half. As you watched Musashi walk off, the arena remained silent. No one dared to speak a word as the paramedics picked up his now lifeless remains.

In the morgue, his torso sewn together and bandaged, Retsu looked as if in a peaceful sleep. With a bated breath you’d dared to hope he’d wake up from his peaceful slumber.

Tokugawa spoke first. “Wow, look at this body, defined legs, his kenpō relied on his strong lower half.” The short old man looked up at you, “Tell me, (name) do you feel that I made a mistake bringing him back?’’

Your eyes lowered, lips trembled. Kaku glanced at you before he spoke. “No, to say you’ve made a mistake would mean invalidating his match against Musashi. And I was to say you did make a mistake, why Retsu would jump up off this table and demand a rematch.’’

You gave a watery chuckle.

Tokugawa sobbed, “Tell me I made a mistake.” He wailed, “Tell me I made a mistake.”

You sat in the room with Retsu for hours, even after everyone went home. Even when you tried leaving, the weight of the door was too much to bear.

You couldn’t leave him. You wouldn’t leave him.

“Bastard….” Your voice broke, “You fucking bastard….leaving me here alone…but a warrior dies an honorable death. Right?”

“Right?!” You broke, hands trembling, hot tears painting your cheeks, “Why?! Why’d you have to go and get yourself killed?! Why didn’t you listen to Izo?!” You stopped, looking down at his peaceful face. “I'm sorry, Dearest…I didn't mean to yell. Rest now, you’re in a better place now.”

Your fingers ran through his gorgeous, silky hair. He’s always had such beautiful hair…

”I love you Retsu, Eishuu…my Sea King.”

For the last time, you kissed your beloved husband’s lips. And left.

The drive home was devastating. The turmoil inside you was rampant, seething with rage. Fists clenched, teeth gritted so hard they cracked.

You ordered Retsu to be buried in your garden, he wore his finest robes, and a ring. The ring you planned to give him for his birthday. An expertly crafted ring with a small lock of your hair.

After he was buried, you left and never returned.

You visited Tokugawa.

”I have an urgent request, my Lord…” You bowed.

“Name, please no need for formalities, after all I am the reason Retsu is no longer with us. What can I assist you with?” He took a drag from his pipe.

Then he came…Musashi. You stayed bowing— “Tokugawa I am hungry. Hmm? And who might you be?” He smiled, “Your aura, it is strong, almost deadly….” He stepped closer.

“Mmm, have something on your mind, woman?”

You sat up slowly, staring straight ahead, you spoke.

“I will have your head, Musashi. Make no mistake, I will remind you why you’ve been dead for the last 400 years.”

You WILL have your chance, even if it kills you.

On a hot Wednesday evening, you watched him chop firewood in preparation for winter

Tall, bronzed and sunkissed, for months you watched your man work hard to provide for you

Always bringing him an ice cold lemonade, wearing the tiniest sundress you had, breasts threatening to spill out. Bathing in the sun baking like the sweetest chocolate cake

He chuckled at the sight, he had plans for you, the day couldn’t end soon enough

Gulping the lemonade quickly, sighing in appreciation for the much needed drink, “thank you kindly, darlin’ “ he drawled in his deep southern accent

Night finally rolls around, the land too dark to be worked on, but your body just perfect for a night ride~

Feeling a pair of hands grab you from behind while you bake cookies, groping your breasts roughly

Feeling his lips nibble at your neck, leaving marks all over your chocolate skin

Gently but urgently helped you out your clothes, he can't hurt his baby before he gets inside her, can he?

Once your naked he doesn’t wait another second until he’s, eating you out over the stove, “You taste sweeter than those cookies, Darlin’ “ his voice a low rumble in between your thighs

He throw you over his shoulder like you weigh nothing, gripping your ass tightly, before tossing you on the sofa

He strips, revealing his muscular body, and his tool he wants you to use as you please

He sits on the couch and spreads his legs, “Do your worst, babygirl, your cowboy can take it~” his cock twitching as he waits for you

Salivating at the thought of milking your cow made you clench and drip uncontrollably, leaning down and taking his head into your mouth, listening to him groan lowly

His large hands stroking your hair gently as you sucked him sloppily, flattening your tongue around his glands to watch hips hips jerk and buck

A strangled moan fell from his lips as his tip kissed the back of your throat, “That’s it, sugar, feel how this cowboy is for you, h-hmm?’ His hips thrusting upwards in a rhythm to match your pace

Pulling away with a lewd pop and kissing him messily as you stroked him in tandem with your grinding hips

After what felt like an eternity you finally sank down on him in one motion, slow and steady, he leaned back, content to watch you do whatever on his cock

His eyes transfixed on watching his shaft disappear inside you and reappear like magic

Moans like a the highest quality silk, fell from his lips “Damn, baby g-gonna drive me insane” his voice strained

Taking your time fucking yourself on his cock like a toy you own, clenching tight, watching him shudder like a madman

Big hands gripping your ass helping you pick up the pace, giving you a toothy grin watching you moan so sweetly

*slap*….*slap*….*slap*, the sound of the sweet coupling between you two echoing throughout the room, “oh!~ Spec, I’m close, baby!”

Mewling as he thrusted into you roughly “same here, darlin- m-f-fuck!” “Gonna f-fill you up r-real g-good~” “mhmm~”

His voice like velvety nectar as his eyes rolled back, hips stuttering as he rode out his orgasm, you following right along with him, he held his breath feeling your juices drip down his balls

After escaping, hanging off the side of the 9 story building hiding from Baki and Retsu. Carefully climbing down you head back to your apartment, exhausted from the day's events.

Baki turned to face Retsu with a cocky smirk, “She got away, ha my old man won't be too happy about that.” He laughs without a care in the world. Retsu grunts, nodding in agreement, walking up to the window to see if he can catch a glimpse of you anywhere. In the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of your kimono, a small shred torn, stuck in the grooves of the building.

Grabbing it and looking back, “Baki look at this” he calls him over, waving the piece slightly. “I think we have our lead.” Baki grins, “I know just the guy to call.” grabbing his phone from his pocket, dialing a number.

Kaoru Hanayama, the best underground source for inside information in the dark world of underground fighting. Picking up the phone, a calm voice speaks, “Baki, it's been a while, what can I do for you?”

After a brief explanation, Hanayama set to work to find out who you are and what type of fighter you were. Two days go by, nothing. A week…still nothing, it wasn’t until word got out that a mysterious woman nearly killed a man in an unofficial tournament.

You made headlines, Baki, Retsu and Hanayama were hot on your tail. Dammit. Yujiro was still in recovery, after his blood got transferred to rid him of the lethal drugs. While you were walking around the district Katsumi happened to spot you, you wore the same kimono that fateful day.

He followed you secretly, careful to keep out of your sight until it was time. Katsumi sent the others his location so they could track him real time waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Feeling like something was off, you started running, you through a narrow alleyway in hopes to ward off the person who dare try to follow you. You threw down a mist bomb laced with marijuana and traces of fentanyl. Katsumi stopped, his path blocked, he didn’t want to risk rushing through whatever it is you threw to block his path.

So he redirected his path hoping to corner you, and that he did. Walking up to you casually with his hands in his pockets, “Tell me, was it you that drugged Yujiro a couple days ago?”

Instead of talking you sent two needles to his face, he caught them calmly. “Hey, no need to get violent, im just asking you a simple question.” Standing upright, you looked at him and nodded. “Yeah, and what about it, you looking to join your friend in the hospital?”

”I wouldn’t do that if I were you, kid, Katsumi’s no stranger to dirty tricks.” A rough gravelly voice spoke, a big man with a white suit and hat who looked to be in his late fifties stepped out. Its was Doppo, he walked up to you with his hands in his pockets.

Glaring at him you threw a punch his way but stopped, a strong force felt like it was crushing you fist. He caught your punch easily, “Fast but but not fast enough, kid.” He inspected your hand, to your surprise, he chuckled. “You’ve gone soft, Yujiro.”

Pulling your hand back with a swift yank, “What are you two even talking about?!” Trying to play the innocent card but they saw right threw your act. “Hey cut the act.” A young man who was shorter than the other two men approached, a red glint in his eye.

Your eyes widened as you realized you were cornered by these men. Stepping back, your eyes darting around looking for a desperate attempt to flee. Quickly you throw a smoke bomb, a desperate effort to narrowly escape, or so you thought. You bumped into a tall man with a white suit and purple tie, it was the last you saw aside from a giant clothed hand that covered your face.

Falling limp in his arms in mere seconds, he threw you over his shoulders and took you to the dojo. You wake up an hour later feeling disoriented and tired, you look up to see Doppo and Hanayama having a drink next to you.

You feel around your body and feel that you're stripped of your weapons and sneaky gadgets. “Don’t bother, kid, we took your little toys.” Doppo chimes as he and Hanayama look down at you in amusement. “How dare you! I kill you! I swear to Gods Ill kill you!”

Lunging at them proves futile as you realize your leg is chained to the wall. Suddenly you feel a wave of terror, an overwhelming aura. Yujiro walks in with a shit eating grin on his face, “Well, would you look at that, she is tiny~” He laughs loudly, calming down and wiping a tear from his eye.

His face returns to a grin as he strides over to you, crouching down to your level, he observes the state you're in with a critical eye. Your hair falls around your face and a messy halo, your kimono slightly ruffled after they took your weapons, and your eyes…dazed and dilated from the drug they gave you.

He grabs your chin albeit roughly as he inspects your face, “You're a pretty one, aren’t you, tiny one?” He lets his thumb trace your bottom lip, “Pretty face, soft lips…I can’t believe you thought you could beat me.” He smiles sinisterly..”Though I must say, you have some potential, little one.”

“How well can you satisfy me, do a good enough job and I might let you go” he chuckles darkly, letting go of your chin and standing up. “The choice is yours, little one.” He turned to leave, closing the door after the others left, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

You and Chiharu came back from a very romantic date night, it was so cute, Chichi actually took the time to prepare the whole night. Picnics, gardens, even a few couples painting classes! The night felt endless, he took you to a carnival to show off his skills and win you some prizes. Yummy food, all the good stuff!

After an amazing night, finally coming back to the comfortable place you two call home. With a resounding sigh ready to go to sleep, Chiharu grabs your arm gently. “Love, can we try something different tonight…” hearing the slight waver in his voice you knew it was something good. “Yes, love” your soft voice reassuring him, he let go of your arm and took a deep breath.

“So..um I’ve been thinking…and I wanted to try something new tonight.” Chiharu looked at you with vulnerable eyes, swallowing hard he continued…

”It’s this thing, I-I s-saw and I was hoping we could t-try it!” he’s practically a beet red tomato, poor thing can barely get his words out. Stepping closer to the mess of the man, smiling softly…”Love, I'm open to trying anything, as long as you’re comfortable” Chiharu lets out a breath he hadn’t known he’d been holding.

“T-temperature p-play….I want to try temperature play, with you..” after stuttering through his new found interest, you decided to try it with him. You two did some research settling on a wax oil candle and a freezable glasses plug. Weeks went by, the days counting down until it was finally here. Chiharu was excited, anxious and nervous all at the same time, quickly bringing the packages in the house ready to unbox them with you.

”Love! It's here!” Coming downstairs, looking as beautiful as always, flaunting your beauty like it's nothing. “Oh! Goodie! Let’s open it!” Eagerly unboxing the items like kids on Christmas Day, excited for tonight.

Finally after what seems like an eternity it's time to put the toys to good use, laying out some towels and making sure everything is prepped and ready to go. Chiharu walked in the room ready but a little shy, “I’m ready, Love..”

Laying him down on the towel, rubbing his thighs in a soothing motion. After making sure he’s still comfortable, you take the heated candle and slowly pour it on his tense chest. Massaging him with the warm oil, feeling him relax under your touch “Feels good, Love..” you smile and continue massaging him. He’s leaking already, he always leaks so much when you touch him so gently.

Pouring more warm oil on his more sensitive regions, feeling him shiver under your touch, lubricating every inch. Spreading his legs open a little more, gaining more access to his entrance, he swallowed hard, nodding, ready to get started. Starting him off with a nice sensual edging strokes, getting him ready for the next stage. Grabbing cube of ice running the freezing crystalline chunk up, down and round his tip. His eyes fluttered shut, biting his lip, hoping to focus on your hands and what their doing to him.

Taking the chilled plug out of a bowl of ice, slowly teasing it over his entrance, his torso quivering at the sensation. Slowly working the first ball in, watching his face to make sure it's safe to continue. His breathing picked up pace as you kept working him open, his jaw slack as you pushed the second bead in. His dick twitching eagerly, signifying you to keep going. The last bead sliding in with ease, his entrance clenched and fluttered like crazy, the freezing plug snug against his prostate had him reeling.

With a few more ice cubes, you gently incased his tip inside the freezing mass, hips bucking wildly as you brought the dripping cubes to his base. ‘So d-damn c-cold!’ Stuttering, and teeth chattering, surprisingly his color is still green. “G-green- L-love- f-fuck!” Sloppy kisses, as he tensed and shook in your hands every few seconds.

He was already on the verge cumming, his body in overdrive. “A-ah! c-cold!” As good as he felt, his insides were freezing, shivering like he’d been left in the cold to freeze to death. Whimpers, moans, groans, you name it he made it, Chiharu was quite literally shivering from the cold. But his dick has never been so hard, he thought he’d cum from just one stroke alone. Continuing on, pouring some of the warm wax directly on his tip, watching it slowly drip down to his base.

His tip was so sensitive, toes curling immediately at the feeling. Groaning in pleasure, hips grinding against the freezing plug, fighting the urge to buck his hips in need of that sweet friction. Singing your praise in slurred speech, eyebrows furrowed in pleasure, pushing that freezing plug further against his prostate had him screaming. Pre dripping non stop, his wet dick resembling a volcano, fighting every cell in your body to not slurp him stupid right then and there.

It was the best torture he ever experienced, thighs quaking, mind too far gone to know what’s going on, hips bucking in the air awkwardly as he couldn’t choose what stimulation he wanted more. Sobbing for your touch, not daring to touch himself in fear of punishment. Balls threatening to shrivel up at the different sensations, soft mewls escaping him every second. He was always so pretty like this, giving in the pleasure he so desperately craves.

“P-pleHeaase!!” Ready to burst in tears if he didn’t cum, finally giving in stroking him firmly, he felt his eyes roll into his skull. Loud and pathetically letting you know he’s about to cum, you pumped the plug steadily in and out of his entrance, sending him into another world of pleasure. Deliberately pressing the chilly toy against his g-spot firmly, watching the shocks of pleasure rack through his body.

Adding a few ice cubes to your mouth, quickly taking him deep in your throat, your tongue, warm mouth, the melting ice, and the freezing, sent him over the edge. Gripping the pillows in a vice, drooling at the mouth, arched and tensed violently. Last you heard was a choked gargle of words “cUm- cUMmIngH~ A-ah! mMm- f-fuck!” Chiharu was definitely in outer space for a while, and you plan on doing this to him again really soon.

I hope you enjoyed reading!! Come Back for day 2! 🌸

two strong hands push you down on your bed climbing on top of you, straddling you

deep, sloppy kisses on your lips…..

raw moans and groans leaving his mouth, drowning in yours

hips with a mind of their own, grinding lazily into yours, holding his waist feeling that delicious arch as he rocks his hips into yours

clothes discarded in mere seconds, kissing his pretty tip to watch his eyes flutter

kitten licks on just the slit of his drooling cock, head thrown back, muscles tensed as he reached his limit

he looked so beautiful, face and chest flushed, unfocused, cock standing straight up, clearly enjoying your teasing

he’ll never beg, but his eyes pleading with you for release, to let him cum

taking him whole, a loud moan left him, stopping as you heard it…its was high pitched?

continuing, dragging a gentle hand down to fondle his balls, and gentle squeeze, and a small whimper??

looking at his face, that pretty face, wet lashes? glossy eyes, kisses swollen lips? do you know this man?

this wasn’t the same man that could make you cum on his fingers in a matter of seconds, that same man that will dick you down for hours, you loved it

you loved seeing this strong man tremble under your fingers, silently begging for you

bucking into your hand frantically, loosening the hole just to see him shudder at the feather light stimulation

“mmm!~” “o-ohhh~” “haaaAh!! g-goAh!” so deep and soft, his voice was so soft without his usual gravel

the man couldn’t even tell you how good he felt, he was so sensitive, shaking with every breath

back arching off the bed as you edged him, just watching how vulnerable he was… hell you could peg him and he’d let you, just as long as you let cum

but you spared this poor thing and decided to ride him instead

he nearly exploded when you put the tip in, holding his breath like instructed so he doesn’t cum too soon

starting off with a slow pace, grinding against him, moaning with him as his tip kissed your cervix

his hips bucking wildly, letting him do his thing, just enjoying the desperation from the man under you

those pleasing eyes, so desperate, nodding silently, signaling to him that he can cum

you never seen a man so happy, fucked dumb from the sensation alone, suddenly he stopped

looking down at him, all his muscles clenched, eyes in the back of his head, trying desperately to ground himself as he rode out his high

just to see what would happen to started bouncing, skin slapping harshly, while he was trying to come down, his body trembling, hiccuping as fresh tears rolled down his cheeks

not even thirsty seconds later- “i cumHiNg!-“ he let go, his voice cracking freely, so overstimulated he cant even see

back to back orgasms hitting like trucks, his voice being reduced to small whines and whimpers, letting you ride him to your leisure, trembling as you did

the last orgasm took him out, feeling you clench around him while you climaxed, his hands holding your hips in place, pulling out quickly

watching your cum filled pussy drooling with his seed, with one last tired groan, falling limp against your bed, snoring softly

laying down next to him, feeling him gently lay on your chest, watching him sleep in your arms

he doesn’t remember any of this happening, fuming at why you’re giggling at his raspy voice

“stop fucking laughing and tell me what happened!”

giggling uncontrollably at the tiny cracks in his already broken voice

huffing at you, leaving the house to go train, flushing deeply at the reoccurring dream he keeps having the last few days

going to his favorite restaurant, ordering his usual, sipping his espresso, he started feeling kind of…..needy~

I’m back and will be posting on the weekends at 8 pm Saturday & Sunday!!! 🌸

Baki

BIMBO TWINS

—y’all are literally adhd pals atp 🤷🏾‍♀️ he’s a little better than you but for the most part y’all can’t survive a single conversation if it's not about your favorite topic

—he tries to pay attention in conversations but……..you know how he is, both of you are lost causes when it come to paying attention to anything

—shopping is a pain because you're ALWAYS getting lost in the store, trailing off to the hair section (I don’t blame you girl)

—Treats you like a baby sometimes mainly when you’re in a grumpy mood or when you just woke up or wanna buy something that you don’t need AT ALL (your just a girl 🎀)

—overprotective as hell, he hates any man looking at you

—watches a you like a child whenever you guys go out, one time he thought he lost you, he found you in the park feeding and playing with the strays

—He would NEVER let you go to a concert, especially when they surge like a tidal wave at the intense moment (cough cough, Travis, cough) if he did, he would most definitely hold your hand the entire time

—Reluctantly let you take the puppy you found on the street home, you told him it would make a good friend for Musashi and he caved :)

—very moody, unlike you though he’s easily riled up as well so have fun with that…nearly got into a fight with someone while you guys were walking home

—Loves your cooking/ baking skills, you can cook a mean sweet potato pie! Whenever you're in the kitchen he is too, ready for whatever you make

—Also your little helper, grabbing what ingredients you need and stirring the batter while you check the oven. He also likes to help so he doesn’t seem greedy for eating most of what you guys cooked.

—careful, he may stir a little too fast!

—jokes…….well most of them go over your pretty little head. One time he made a joke about Strydum, he spent five minutes explaining what the joke meant, he doesn’t tell you jokes anymore.

—He often wondered where you lived, given the fact that your so sweet he expected you would still live with your parents or in a safe area

—you lived in a pretty okay area but it wasn’t as good as he was expecting or wanted for you…. He scrubbed the shit out of his house before you came to your new home

—Makes you live with him the day you guys made it official, he worries about you all the time, hates letting you go anywhere alone.

—he WILL cut his training short if you're going ANYWHERE that isn’t inside the house, very protective of you

—always walks on the street side of the sidewalk keeping a close eye on anyone or thing that walks your way

—He stalks you…..keeping a good distance away so that you won't even notice him, even though you probably wouldn’t anyway

—doesn't let you leave the house after it gets dark, your day can and will be cut short the second the street lights come on. Your parents constantly thank him for keeping you safe.

—he teaches you self defense he's not letting you get hurt without fighting back

Jack

—Listens to you talk about EVERYTHING, pleasantly enjoys your rambling voice. It’s less talking for him and he loves your voice, so win-win

—WAAAAAY better at paying attention to conversations, unlike his brother, and no he is not a lost cause when it comes to attention spans!

—you both are in the food isle CONSTANTLY, y’all big back asses….but shopping with him is fun, you both love food so its like bonding

—he treats you like a princess, cause you are one! Anything you want he’ll get it, loves your grumpy moods, just too cute 🥰

—borderline obsessive, this man will kill himself for you

—he might wake you up with a delicious breakfast that he definitely didn’t buy…..you surely wouldn’t notice the empty box in the trash…right?

—he’s a little more relaxed when it comes to you going out to concerts or whatever, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t watching….you're not going back if you run off.

—you ran off one time at a big event and he nearly died…..he tied you to his wrist as a compromise instead of taking you home….no more concerts for you >:(

—Pets…..i don’t know with this one, all i know is he’d prefer a dog, he’s not to big on cats

—nearly caved when you gave him puppy eyes after finding a stray dog at the park, you named him Willie :D

—not super moody but when he is in a mood it's INTENSE, sometimes you're too scared to talk to him. Don’t worry pookie it's not your fault you spoke to another man, you didn’t know any better!

—not easily offended most times so usually it shouldn’t be a problem…..in most cases..

—he is definitely a sweet drink lover, like iced tea, sweet tea, AND LEMONADE a staple in my culture btw ;)

—he follows you around the house waiting for when you’re in the kitchen, sneaking bites of food when you're not looking

—Helps you clean up before you guys eat anything, he feels bad if he doesn’t, dishes are like his job honestly.

—He likes to sit you on the counter while you dry the dishes off~

—jack never struck me as a joke type of person to be very honest, so don't worry, quite honestly he's a little too dense for jokes as well……awkward

—Doesn’t care where you live, he moved in the same day…probably saying something like “aren’t you gonna let your man in his home, sweetheart?” Chuckling darkly at your front door

—you were so scared of him you called him…..so much for having eyes am i right?

—carries you like a sack of potatoes, EVERYWHERE mainly because you're unable to walk in a straight line, you nearly tripped crossing the street, no more walking privileges for you!

—does not stalk you but sends you out with a small alarm that will go off if it senses any type of danger….he's still watching though

—Your parents practically begged him to keep you safe, don't worry he knew from the moment he met you

—teaches you as much self defense as your little head can handle, you're not going down without a fight

Yujiro

—BIG DADDY

—he kinda tunes you out while you ramble, don't worry if it’s something important he’ll know, same with others so nice ig 🤷🏾‍♀️

—he has an amazing attention span, all that damn training he does he definitely should

—shopping is a bore for Yujiro but he only tags along because he doesn’t think you're smart enough to get home by yourself

—fuck a princess youre a pet bitch >:) best believe he’s holding you like a those people with tiny dogs. Think of a shitzu, or a poodle 🐩

—he's not buying you a pet, why would he when you exist? Amazing care 10/10 would go again 🙂‍↕️

—definitely pets you like a little kitty, he likes cats but he hold like a the little doggies or a baby kitten

—do I see 5 star masterclass chefs??? Girl y’all are COOKING in that kitchen, he wanted to make homemade ramen, just a craving…that you definitely didn’t mutter randomly in his ear….

—He bought all the ingredients when you were sleeping, he woke you up with it for your birthday that he definitely remembered, yep..

—cooking with him is nice, definitely cleans as he cooks, cause DUH it Yujiro. Youre his little helper this time, your were on kneading duty while he made the red bean filling

—you dont even walk when he’s around, remember that doggy hold right? Honestly not bad, and a nice comfy lap seat, if you’re not careful his lap might be a little hard in the middle~

—this man is a MOODY nigga, my god he gets bent outta over anything, so have fun with that lovely! Lawd y’all I can’t even, always pouting about something, especially that tiny pink skirt you wore in public…apologize!

—requests, no he demands tea, or water. Don’t mind your sweet tea and strawberry lemonade disappearing in two days, the dog drank it.

—you caught him guzzling your sweet tea a few days ago, the sweet drink shot through his nose when you caught him. He was coughing for like thirty minutes, he didn’t talk to you for a week after that, but he left your drinks alone so that’s nice at least!

—you follow him around EVERYWHERE like a little runt, not that he’ll say anything to stop you, but if you slow down he’ll either pick you up or leave you there, so get moving sis!!

—he has a thing for bathing you, like an animal, basically a pet play kink…it turns him on like no other

—No dates, he just picked you up and took you home….

—your parents were scared shitless, but they are allowed to visit you and see how youre doing! How sweet of him!

—he’s your self defense honestly, you dont need nothing but him and youre good

As always, i hoped you enjoyed this post, leave any thoughts and suggestions in the replies!! Requests are always welcome!! 🌸

You had been riding that cowboy for hours….up……down…..up…..down, each slow motion melting your minds

death grip on your hip, his rising just enough so his tortured head doesn’t slip your clenched entrance again, prior to this will riding him fully clenched you rose up a tad bit too high, causing his dick to reluctantly fall out with a pop, you never saw a man so ready ready to risk it all

those big hands reaching for that ring choking his shaft

After such “accident” you went on back riding him at such a slow pace, he was reeling for more “f-fuck….Darlin’-“ “shit! Clenching so t-tight-“ each quip cut off with a croaked moan

he stretched you so perfectly you couldn’t get enough, eyeing his sweet swollen lips trapping your lips together and a hot passionate kiss

a low guttural moan ran soft, his tip kissed your cervix one to many times, almost sending him over the edge

a cockring trapping that thick seed inside, waiting for you to cum so he could get his real orgasm as promised

all we was waiting for was that oh so sweet….release~

Shuddering with each slow bounce, eyes fluttering, your velvety walls driving him crazy…..

Lazily resting on his elbows, watching you bounce, watching his length disappear and reappear, over and over again……

”s-so fuckin beautiful…..” followed by a near whimper when your walls rubbed that sensitive gland, big hands clenched for dear life, trying to ground himself with something….anything

Your sweet angelic moans had his head spinning, that sexy belt hanging on your hips, his hat sitting just perfect on your head. You looked like a goddess….that beautiful coco skin, full lips, and silk bonnet hiding under that hat…..

wrapping two thick fingers around the belt to have some sense of control your dewy skin sticking to one another by the thighs sticky juices connecting you two by the weak string

time didn’t exist not while you two were together like this…..it seemed endless

Slipping a nimble finger around the cockring pulling it up just enough without missing a beat, cowboy wouldn’t have known if it wasn’t for the fact that his vision went white and a long hiccuping groan left his throat

Cowboy bucked wildly, desperately trying to drain everything, along with your tight walls, milking him for all he had, words barely able be formed babbling whatever he could, “m-makin’ this cowb-boy r-real h-happy~”

lips swollen as he kissed you sloppily after finding yours using his limited vision, he kept his lips against yours as he shakily rode out his orgasm, taking forever to come down from his high

chuckling along with shallow breaths, thrusting softly to see the white creamy ring froth, before pulling out from overstimulation

”damn baby……you know how to take it outta me, don’t cha?” Laughing breathlessly, his dick spent and limp between your messy thighs, “i sure do, don’t baby- baby?” Soft snores came from the giant man under you, Spec had went to sleep~

I hope you enjoyed reading, I’m always open for suggestions and/ or criticism in the comments!! 🎀

SUPER sensitive tip

has are hard time keeping his eyes focused by time you get to the fifth orgasm, don’t worry he can take it~

Tell him to focus on you poor thing hiccuping through his orgasm “i a-am, its your damn h-hand!” He’s not telling you to slow down anytime soon

Usually silent, barely makes any sounds, especially when it's just him getting pleasured (he’s shy 🙈)

makes noise when he cums or is close to cumming, a small tiny grunt, he’s made plenty of those that could be mistaken as moans sometimes

that deep voice when it goes soft, velvety and sweet~

if he’s really feeling it expect a lot of soft grunts and, shudders, even if its too much he’ll take it (such a good man-child)

small SMALLL noises, more so when he’s on the teetering on his third orgasm of the night gasping and shuddering quietly. Aww who knew the 37 year old man-child was so adorable, tensing in your hand~

“s-shit….” hips bucking up and down, frantically keeping his tip from your nimble fingers, deep~

absolutely will NOT look at you when he’s fucked out his own mind, just babbling curses at you, his thighs shaking involuntarily, he might giggle too

if he misbehaves cockwarm him for the night, that little shit takes it as an opportunity for distraction training, failing miserably with every clench

when you do let him thrust inside he gets a little carried away, practically sending you flying with each thrust. But don’t worry he never got to cum after~

also likes doggy for the obvious reasons, he wanna see it clap

Cums long and hard, nearly moaned when it sprayed on your tits, his head fully tilted back, that sexy Adam’s apple bobbing with each dry swallow

Fucks like a trooper, but also enjoys slow deep thrusts, mainly to get back at you for ruining his orgasm twice

messy eater when he’s in the mood to tear it up, which is almost everyday

Hope you enjoyed reading! Like always leave any criticism and suggestions in the comments! 🎀

This is a repost to the actual request! Idk how well requests work so i just want make sure you were able to read your story!! Let me know if you want me to continue this fic! Your scales are from a AI art picture, not my favorite as im an artist myself! But i still works decently to get my point across. Enjoy, Cuties! 🎀

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Scales

Black !fem reader x Hanayama Kaoru

This story starts in a beautiful aquatic world with tall pillars, golden grates, and the most beautiful of pearls….You, the princess of the sea world, goddess of rain and water, are the heirs to the throne of Cordelia.

While engaging in a fun game of catching the pearl with some friends, you were called for supper by your father. Bidding your friends farewell, you head back to the castle hastily so you aren’t late for dinner.

“Father.” Firm but soft voice, waiting for his attention.

”Eat; the cook made your favorite.” A cold voice was booming from across the long table. That same long table was adorned with the most amazing dishes from across the sea. That same table that lost its warmth when you sat, that same table that brightened when your family gathered for supper... that same table, filling your heart with dread and sorrow.

Just barely swallowing a few bites of your dinner, you spoke up to try and make some light conversation with your father.

“How has your day been, Father?” waiting for his response, fiddling with your fork quietly. “Fine.” He didn’t even look up from his plate, not daring to face you after the loss of your mother. Your beautiful eyes, that smile, that face—a perfect copy of her. You embodied her beauty, heart, and so much more, speaking with such passion—that passion he longed to feel again.

He would never let those humans near you; you’re his only heir. He can’t let you go; he won't let you go. He promises you won't ever suffer the same tragic fate as your mother.

Feeling ignored, you decided to leave the dining room; it's not like you had an appetite anyway. Focusing on your duty as heir to the throne, taking hold of the water, creating beautiful waves above the surface—and that’s where this love story begins...

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He was walking out on the shore, taking in the fresh sea, the smell of the fresh air, and the soft breeze blowing past his skin.

”Waters nice, huh, young boss?” Karou’s underling asked, with a pat on his back. “You should take a swim; I think you’re ready for those waves.” Looking at his underling, nodding curtly, and walking to the shore. “Me too.” He spoke confidently.

He began swimming, pushing past the soft waves with ease. About 10 or so feet away from the shore, he was getting deeper. His underling watched him far past till he was just a tiny blurred dot. You were in the process of practicing water manipulation, creating beautiful but rough waves.

As Hanayama swam, a strong current from a past wave hit him, taking him under in a strong whirlpool. The current was too strong for him to break free. Vision going black, lungs running out of air, limbs growing heavy. ‘Is this it...’ He thought, ‘Is this where it ends?’ His body was too far gone to bring himself up.

In the same breath, you noticed a small figure in the corner of your eye—a man—no, a boy—sunk to the bottom of the ocean. Without thinking, you rushed over to save him, grabbing him and hauling him back to shore. Not wanting to be noticed, you used your waves to throw him onto land, the wave knocking off your earring in the process.

Swimming behind a large rock, watching the humans bring him back, relieved that he didn’t die in your arms. Rethinking the events of what happened while swimming back to your home, you couldn’t help but notice how beautiful the strange boy was. Just thinking about him sets your heart ablaze, giggling to your friends about the handsome boy you saved.

Waking up and coughing up the salt water from his lungs, his vision blurred as he sat up abruptly. Looking around frantically, the underlings let out a breath they didn’t know they were holding. “Boss! You're alive!” They exclaimed happily, helping him stand up. A low grunt left Hanayama's lips, still perplexed at how he was saved. There was no one out there with him, so how? ‘Mermaids?’ Quickly trashing the idea, there’s no such thing to him.

Spotting a sparkling accessory on the ground, he grabbed it, examining the object; it was an earring! Looking around to see if any young woman may have lost an earring, he didn’t find anything or anyone; it was his private property. How could he forget? Putting the earring in his pocket and leaving with his crew, he turned back to take one last look at the ocean.

Whenever he returned to his beach, sometimes he would hallucinate ‘you’ the vision he had in his mind. Soon, any sign that his hallucinations were real, he would take it, and he swam farther.

Each time he came back, the underlying reason was to look for you. Over time, he stopped, feeling foolish, dropping the'search’ but you still lingered in his mind. If only he knew you were watching behind that little rock, watching him grow into a big, strong man—no longer the strangely giant boy you saved.

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Years later, he’s drinking with his men, celebrating another year of the strong Yakuza he came to be. Stumbling around the boat, he tripped overboard, a loud splash wetting everyone on board, sinking lower and lower. Leaving his men scrambling to find a way to save him.

Humming a little tune while braiding your angelic pink hair, a large body could be seen sinking behind you through the lens of your clam mirror. Catching a glimpse at the figure, you quickly swim out your window to bring the man back to shore.

The huge human was heavy, slightly weighing you down, but that didn’t stop you. Safely bringing him back to shore, dragging him with your temporary legs, wobbling slightly as you don’t use them often. Once you got him to a safe distance from the shore, you sat down next to him, admiring his scars.

With feather-light touches, he softly ran a finger down his face, tracing the patterns gently. He stirred awake, gasping softly. You stood up, running away quickly. He saw you and stood up, trying to grasp you. Falling short, his hand pulled a small lock of your silky pink hair.

As you finally got to the water, your legs fused quickly, showing off your beautiful mermaid form, diving into the sea, swimming away quickly, and vowing to never stay on land again. If your father were to find out about this, he would never let you leave the castle.

Safely returning home, keeping your word, you never went back to the shore. Well, you didn’t go to the shore, just a safe distance away. No harm in that, right? right?

Meanwhile, Hanayama went home that night, his kind often wandering back to you, your beautiful innocent eyes so colorful and full of life. His eyes were devoid of anything else but darkness and strength, especially in the fighting world.

Often nights, he would dream about you, that silky pink hair, and your equally beautiful caramel skin. Every thought made him crack a rare smile, a loving glint in his eye. Soon that love became an obsession, taking your ears and locks of hair to his private researchers.

After weeks of waiting, he finally got written confirmation that mermaids exist. Jolting out of bed, throwing on some clothes, practically running out the door. Dialing his best man, “Meet me at the beach," with a single order, he expected no resistance.

His private driver took him to the beach his clan owned, waiting on a boat for his best man to arrive. Out at sea, he searched for you day and night, sometimes spending the whole day searching for any hint of a mermaid. He found a few mermaids trying to sneak out onto the shore; he saw them, but he didn’t approach them. It wasn’t his mermaid; it wasn’t you, his beautiful girl.

After watching him for weeks as he was on the verge of giving up, you appeared. You approached him with your wobbly temporary legs, trembling softly as you spoke. “Hello,” your timid voice and gaze, downcast, waiting for him to speak to you.

A strong and gruff voice spoke up, “Are you my mermaid?” Nodding and blushing softly at the possessive implication. He stepped forward, and you did the same; thick, calloused fingers traced your lips. Faces mere inches apart... ”Will you be mine?’ His whisper sends shivers down your spine. “Stay with me; I'll treat you like a queen, my queen.".

Mind racing, heart swelling... "Yes, yes! I'll stay!” Beaming with overflowing emotion, he sealed his promise with a tender kiss, stealing your breath away. But there was one problem left: how were you going to stay on land with him?

In ancient mermaid tales, it was told that in the forbidden love between mermaid and human, you sacrificed your connection and eternal life from the sea to become mortal. You would have to mate with the one you loved to be with them till death. That would mean leaving everything you loved behind. Will you go through with it?

As always leave your criticism and suggestions in the comments! 🎀

(I feel like the Baki cast can smell if you're aroused or not) but anyway he is always buried between your thighs, licking you up for the nth time tonight.

Loves period sex, (not my favorite but hey if you like it, he’s always open for it)

Loves roleplay, save a horse ride a cowboy~

”f-fuck! Darlin’ milkin m-me so g-good” gripping your hips for dear life, his hip bucking erratically for the third time tonight.

Definitely an ass man, gripping it every time you ride it, eyeing it in whatever you wear. (You could wear his giant t shirt and he’s all over you)

Enjoys doggy style to watch it slap back against his hips, thrusting harder just to hear it~

Also I feel like sex with him is amazing, definitely enjoys a slower pace, deep thrusts breathing heavily in your ear. (He’s so romantic 😍)

Clenching around him just to feel his swollen tip twitch inside you along with a shuddering breath on your neck

And you feel particularly mean that day, you can force him to cum only by rubbing against your wet folds. Or give him some sloppy head just to leave him to finish himself off alone.

A few things he might say during is “so fuckin tight for me darlin” “lovin how wet i make you~” or just a forced chuckle to hide his growing pleasure.

And when he’s cumming he might say/ do “fuck” between airy gasps, a deep moan rumbling in his chest. Or he might stay quiet nuzzling in your neck, thrusting deeper his eyes in the back of his head.

When you get him at a particularly soft time, he’ll beg so prettily, moaning against your clit. His are definitely deep and throaty, with a hint of an airy touch.

Definitely a messy eater you can’t change my mind about that

Likes to kiss you when he’s having a very intense orgasm, gripping the sheets with veiny hands, his little sounds drowning in your mouth.

Definitely sensitive after he cums, your velvety walls becoming too much, each accidental tremor sending shockwave through his body. Wet kisses along your neck, pulling out quickly to not overstimulate himself.

If there is anything you want me to expand on let me know! As always leave any criticism and suggestions in the comments!! Bye Cuties!! 🎀

This story starts in a beautiful aquatic world with tall pillars, golden grates, and the most beautiful of pearls….You, the princess of the sea world, goddess of rain and water, are the heirs to the throne of Cordelia.

While engaging in a fun game of catching the pearl with some friends, you were called for supper by your father. Bidding your friends farewell, you head back to the castle hastily so you aren’t late for dinner.

“Father.” Firm but soft voice, waiting for his attention.

”Eat; the cook made your favorite.” A cold voice was booming from across the long table. That same long table was adorned with the most amazing dishes from across the sea. That same table that lost its warmth when you sat, that same table that brightened when your family gathered for supper... that same table, filling your heart with dread and sorrow.

Just barely swallowing a few bites of your dinner, you spoke up to try and make some light conversation with your father.

“How has your day been, Father?” waiting for his response, fiddling with your fork quietly. “Fine.” He didn’t even look up from his plate, not daring to face you after the loss of your mother. Your beautiful eyes, that smile, that face—a perfect copy of her. You embodied her beauty, heart, and so much more, speaking with such passion—that passion he longed to feel again.

He would never let those humans near you; you’re his only heir. He can’t let you go; he won't let you go. He promises you won't ever suffer the same tragic fate as your mother.

Feeling ignored, you decided to leave the dining room; it's not like you had an appetite anyway. Focusing on your duty as heir to the throne, taking hold of the water, creating beautiful waves above the surface—and that’s where this love story begins...

He was walking out on the shore, taking in the fresh sea, the smell of the fresh air, and the soft breeze blowing past his skin.

”Waters nice, huh, young boss?” Karou’s underling asked, with a pat on his back. “You should take a swim; I think you’re ready for those waves.” Looking at his underling, nodding curtly, and walking to the shore. “Me too.” He spoke confidently.

He began swimming, pushing past the soft waves with ease. About 10 or so feet away from the shore, he was getting deeper. His underling watched him far past till he was just a tiny blurred dot. You were in the process of practicing water manipulation, creating beautiful but rough waves.

As Hanayama swam, a strong current from a past wave hit him, taking him under in a strong whirlpool. The current was too strong for him to break free. Vision going black, lungs running out of air, limbs growing heavy. ‘Is this it...’ He thought, ‘Is this where it ends?’ His body was too far gone to bring himself up.

In the same breath, you noticed a small figure in the corner of your eye—a man—no, a boy—sunk to the bottom of the ocean. Without thinking, you rushed over to save him, grabbing him and hauling him back to shore. Not wanting to be noticed, you used your waves to throw him onto land, the wave knocking off your earring in the process.

Swimming behind a large rock, watching the humans bring him back, relieved that he didn’t die in your arms. Rethinking the events of what happened while swimming back to your home, you couldn’t help but notice how beautiful the strange boy was. Just thinking about him sets your heart ablaze, giggling to your friends about the handsome boy you saved.

Waking up and coughing up the salt water from his lungs, his vision blurred as he sat up abruptly. Looking around frantically, the underlings let out a breath they didn’t know they were holding. “Boss! You're alive!” They exclaimed happily, helping him stand up. A low grunt left Hanayama's lips, still perplexed at how he was saved. There was no one out there with him, so how? ‘Mermaids?’ Quickly trashing the idea, there’s no such thing to him.

Spotting a sparkling accessory on the ground, he grabbed it, examining the object; it was an earring! Looking around to see if any young woman may have lost an earring, he didn’t find anything or anyone; it was his private property. How could he forget? Putting the earring in his pocket and leaving with his crew, he turned back to take one last look at the ocean.

Whenever he returned to his beach, sometimes he would hallucinate ‘you’ the vision he had in his mind. Soon, any sign that his hallucinations were real, he would take it, and he swam farther.

Each time he came back, the underlying reason was to look for you. Over time, he stopped, feeling foolish, dropping the'search’ but you still lingered in his mind. If only he knew you were watching behind that little rock, watching him grow into a big, strong man—no longer the strangely giant boy you saved.

Years later, he’s drinking with his men, celebrating another year of the strong Yakuza he came to be. Stumbling around the boat, he tripped overboard, a loud splash wetting everyone on board, sinking lower and lower. Leaving his men scrambling to find a way to save him.

Humming a little tune while braiding your angelic pink hair, a large body could be seen sinking behind you through the lens of your clam mirror. Catching a glimpse at the figure, you quickly swim out your window to bring the man back to shore.

The huge human was heavy, slightly weighing you down, but that didn’t stop you. Safely bringing him back to shore, dragging him with your temporary legs, wobbling slightly as you don’t use them often. Once you got him to a safe distance from the shore, you sat down next to him, admiring his scars.

With feather-light touches, he softly ran a finger down his face, tracing the patterns gently. He stirred awake, gasping softly. You stood up, running away quickly. He saw you and stood up, trying to grasp you. Falling short, his hand pulled a small lock of your silky pink hair.

As you finally got to the water, your legs fused quickly, showing off your beautiful mermaid form, diving into the sea, swimming away quickly, and vowing to never stay on land again. If your father were to find out about this, he would never let you leave the castle.

Safely returning home, keeping your word, you never went back to the shore. Well, you didn’t go to the shore, just a safe distance away. No harm in that, right? right?

Meanwhile, Hanayama went home that night, his kind often wandering back to you, your beautiful innocent eyes so colorful and full of life. His eyes were devoid of anything else but darkness and strength, especially in the fighting world.

Often nights, he would dream about you, that silky pink hair, and your equally beautiful caramel skin. Every thought made him crack a rare smile, a loving glint in his eye. Soon that love became an obsession, taking your ears and locks of hair to his private researchers.

After weeks of waiting, he finally got written confirmation that mermaids exist. Jolting out of bed, throwing on some clothes, practically running out the door. Dialing his best man, “Meet me at the beach," with a single order, he expected no resistance.

His private driver took him to the beach his clan owned, waiting on a boat for his best man to arrive. Out at sea, he searched for you day and night, sometimes spending the whole day searching for any hint of a mermaid. He found a few mermaids trying to sneak out onto the shore; he saw them, but he didn’t approach them. It wasn’t his mermaid; it wasn’t you, his beautiful girl.

After watching him for weeks as he was on the verge of giving up, you appeared. You approached him with your wobbly temporary legs, trembling softly as you spoke. “Hello,” your timid voice and gaze, downcast, waiting for him to speak to you.

A strong and gruff voice spoke up, “Are you my mermaid?” Nodding and blushing softly at the possessive implication. He stepped forward, and you did the same; thick, calloused fingers traced your lips. Faces mere inches apart... ”Will you be mine?’ His whisper sends shivers down your spine. “Stay with me; I'll treat you like a queen, my queen.".

Mind racing, heart swelling... "Yes, yes! I'll stay!” Beaming with overflowing emotion, he sealed his promise with a tender kiss, stealing your breath away. But there was one problem left: how were you going to stay on land with him?

In ancient mermaid tales, it was told that in the forbidden love between mermaid and human, you sacrificed your connection and eternal life from the sea to become mortal. You would have to mate with the one you loved to be with them till death. That would mean leaving everything you loved behind. Will you go through with it?

Leave your comments/ criticisms below! 🎀

Warning: Drugs, Blood, Yujiro, Yourself, and the fact you even decided to read this…

Black Girl Reader

Your Clothes and shoes

This was a stupid idea but i wanted to write something so, without further ado….

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It's been 18 years since you learned about martial arts and you’ve never stopped since. You now live in Japan fighting in the underground arena from time to time, but still there was one man you were yet to encounter, that man was no other than Yujiro Hanma. You observed, analyzed, and studied to the point of obsessing over this man, he was your idol, your only reason to keep getting stronger.

While strolling the streets of Tokyo, you looked around for an opponent to test your laced needles on. Bumping into what you could have sworn felt like a wall, was a tall built and stoic man, towering over you. Instead of being scared off you smiled in delight, this opponent was just….perfect…

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After taking three powerful hits and being blown through a wall, you still got up, readying yourself for what’s next. He was strong and so were you, noticing that you hadn’t done much damage but sustained a lot yourself, it was the perfect time to play dirty.

In less than a second, almost twenty laced pins were thrown in Yujiro’s direction hitting his chest, legs and arms. Making sure to aim for the vital points in his body, you made sure at least two or more hit his face. As you kept fighting the drug took effect…after what seemed like 20 or so minutes, Yujiro was covered in laced needles, the man was in a fit of rage.

Charging at you ready to kill, bracing yourself, he ran past you hitting a wall breaking through it and found himself almost unable to stand. His vision went blurry, his sense of smell barely registered as he was almost unable to breathe. Labored breathing was heard from him as he tried to stand upright, body temperature rising to extreme heats.

Bullets of sweat beaded down his face mixing with his bloody skin, lunging at you he fell again. The drug moved too quickly for his body to adjust at its rapid pace, a few of the fighters saw you and tried to stop you.

Katsumi ran over to Yujiro, while Retsu and Baki ran to grab you, escaping from the three or so you thought, feeling a strong grip on your arm. Turning back to look at whoever was holding you, your vision went black.

You woke up in a dark place, sitting upright you felt cold bindings around your wrists… they captured you. Quickly breaking the chains to escape you heard voices from the door behind you, without thinking you jumped out the window, hanging from 9 stories high.

Your grip kept loosening, as they walked around the room looking for you… Baki spotted the open window. He looked outside the window, finding nothing, “huh, would you look at that, she got away.” In his signature tone and arrogant smile of his…..

Hello! I see you made it to the end of this story! I hope you enjoyed and let me know if you would like a part 2! 🎀

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Baki

Nervous wreck, this mfs nerves were all over the place

Very quiet and awkward asf honestly

lost lil pup fr

no drinks for him but you left pretty hammered

respectul little boy

he got tired of your talkative ahh uncle after about five minutes

can’t dance for shit, if he died it was probably cause he can’t move them concrete stompers he calls feet

You arrived and introduced him to your family, Baki watched in awe at all the people in the driveway in this some what suburban neighborhood. The music was loud the food filled the air, there was dancing, kids running around uncles talking on the steps, aunties in the kitchen, and all around happiness. You felt right at home and got comfortable, talked, ate and danced.

Baki was like a lost puppy just following you around, this new environment was a bit much for him, when you got up to dance with your family he watched in amazement as you all moved in sync to the beat of the music. He sit in the chair and watched peacefully, he didn’t feel like an outsider cause your family welcomed him like he was a part of the family. Just felt a little awkward cause really didn’t know what to do….

you had tried to get him to dance with you but he wouldn’t budge. (He can’t dance AT ALL) he moves like a calf with knock knees on skates….but he did enjoy the food, can’t go wrong with some macaroni, candy yams and chicken. He ate five plates, your mom happily kept feeding him, once she got her hands on him it was game over. Had all the aunties talking to him and telling him your bidness ofc.

You twerked all on him the whole night after you got drunk, y’all was practically humping like dogs in heat….ew anyway, you wasn’t gon walk right for a while after y’all got home.

He LOVED the music and the way you moved so well matching the pace to every song, he head bumped to the beat a little. Also a lil jealous when he saw you dancing with your family, (not in a weird way, if your black then you’ll understand). He was in awe at how you managed to move so well in four inch heels!

The time….he wasn’t opposed to it but he wasn’t a fan either, but he was excited to come back again. (He loves your mom, poor baby) he was kinda sad to leave. He nearly crushed your mama in a bear hug.

Katsumi

Very respectful

he sat and talked with that one uncle that never stops talking

he isn’t the best dancer either he has two left feet

entertained the kids with his karate though (so sweet)

had all the kids climbing him like a tree, your whole family loved him

he had a great time and would definitely come back again

also didn’t drink but had to stop you after a few drinks

you arrived and went to see your family, he was quite surprised to see all your family in one small driveway but it didn’t bother him. He introduced himself to EVERY SINGLE PERSON, it took a while so you grabbed a drink and some food.

He definitely would enjoy macaroni salad, ngl its valid too, he danced with you or well he tried to. He blushed like crazy when you got real close while y’all danced, if ykyk. He heard all types of music that has never heard before, except for a few songs the he has heard from your playlist. He definitely adding them all to his playlist as well or might ask you to play the songs back at home. He enjoys listening to them while training.

He got kinda jealous when he saw you dancing with your cousins and family (idk its just a black thing dancing on each other but not in a weird way but thats besides the point, if your family never does this then don’t pay this comment no mind) but he was okay when you explained everything to him still kinda upset though

like i said earlier kids LOVE this guy, the ice cream truck came he bought some for all the kids and one for you and him also. Such a sweetie pie, but let’s talk outfits……..babes that man needs HELP, I imagine him wearing a turtleneck with shorts and sandals (corny ahh fit). Idk that just gives Sumi vibes 1000% but you helped him out, you put this on him, he looked pretty good.

your lil wasted ass was dancing all on this man, lap dances and all. Shook that ass on him all night, best believe he was hitting that later on. I mean you were practically begging for it.

The only downside is how long y’all party, he was ready to leave,ngl also valid i got a low social battery so its time to go after 10 pm…..y’all didn’t leave till 2am, he didn’t know how to tell you he was ready to leave.

He’s another one that ate almost 5 plates of food, that boy loves to eat…..you made sure to bring some home as well. He ate the leftovers in two days, and pouted when he watched you eat yours right in front of him. Very excited to come back.

Hanayama

quiet and kinda imposing

doesn’t dance just watched you

almost broke the plastic chair, they gave him a kitchen chair afterwards

ate some, mainly drank

He scared the kids away by just looking at them, your baby cousin cried….

You arrived and he went to sit on the steps and smoke……with your uncle, the one that doesn’t stop talking. He watched you dance with your family kinda jealous but ya know. He followed you around most of the time looming over you like a huge grumpy shadow.

Dead silent the whole time other than telling you things occasionally, you had to introduce him to your family cause he wouldn’t talk, remember he’s still a teenager….anyway. He asked you to grab him some of the food and questioned you about each item on the plate. He ate it all and asked you to make this at home more often.

He wore his usual attire and looked normal except for his diamond studded shoes. He looked expensive but nobody even talked to him… except for your talkative uncle…

he did enjoy watching you dance, this was a new side he had never seen from you before so it intrigued him greatly, he enjoyed seeing you smile. You never lost your touch dancing in perfect harmony with your family, you tried to get him to dance, did he like Baki did NOT budge. So you danced with whoever wanted to dance with you.

watched you get drunk, at let do whatever you wanted to do you could barely even stand. Shaking ass while hiccuping, that lil thong ain’t corner nun. Don’t worry he had something for you later tonight though….hope your legs still work.

he was ready to leave after a few hours but stuck it out for your sake, knowing you don’t get to see your family that much. He had an okay time, would he come back again only for your sake honestly.

Retsu

another one that the kiddos loved, also climbed this man like a tree

also broke the plastic chair he sat in resulting in him standing the whole time he was kinda embarrassed

He also followed you around

drank a little, like one drink no harm right?

he introduced himself to your family kept it short and simple

he wasn’t a huge hulking man compared to the other men in your family

taught the children a little kenpo

he didn’t really dance it's just not his thing but a did it for you

you arrived and just followed you around, accidentally bumped into your dad, he had to crane his neck far back to see his face, your dad was nice but gruff and stoic like him so they got along well.

Watching you dance with your family, also got kinda jealous but he didn’t act out (such a good boy). He watched your family kill it on the dance floor (the concrete driveway) your killing it in those heel mama~!

He was about ready to leave after a few hours but he also stuck it out for you :) such a good boyfriend! He genuinely didn’t know how good you were at dancing since you didn’t do it often back in Japan. You told him it was out of respect, you simply didn’t want to draw unwanted attention to yourself with loud foreign music and dancing.

Loved seeing you smile while you were dancing, I personally think retsu could do a lil sum, maybe a two step. Ya know like a lil bop to the beat, he tried but he enjoyed dancing with you even with his limited dance skills. He also wore his usual attire, he went all black today. The damn china jacket fit him SO well, had all the aunties eyeing him and telling you how lucky you are to have the sexy piece of meat on your side. He overheard some of it and blushed like an idiot.

You ALMOST got wasted but Retsu stopped you just in time cause you were getting real crazy, had the fat ass all on him. He didn’t smack it though….sadly he just made you sit down for the rest of the night you fell asleep.

you rode it REAL good that night, he thanked you all night~

Food, he LOVED the food, he didn’t pig out though, only two plates. His stomach was kinda heavy though because of the large portions……but he was okay :D he also requested you make some of the dishes that he had at the cookout.

Would he come back? Definitely, he enjoyed it very much.

Oliva

Now this man is NOT shy at a black cookout; he's black for Christ sakes!!

Can he dance? OF COURSE had you tired after a few songs

ate basically every item there was to eat

he fit right in babes

Also watched you get absolutely wasted with that stupid smirk on his face

you family didn’t even question the huge hulking man with you

but your aunties teased you about how much he was packing

also had to stand up cause he broke the chair

you arrived and introduced him before grabbing him and yourself a drink, he talked to a of your family for bit and watched you dance before getting up to join you y’all danced like crazy, moving all night

had you rubbing all on him, had your aunties watching and awe. You got drunk within the first few hours of arriving but the vibes were amazing, so don't worry babes :) you kept dancing but sat down after a while to fill his black hole he calls a stomach.

you gave him three plates in one sitting, had your whole family looking at you weird. He ate 6 plates all together, luckily the food was heavy so it held him till the flight home.

He watched you dance on your family, he was not offended because he knows how black family gatherings worked. You were also scrapping with your brother till he pulled y’all apart, you looked a little too sexy when you're mad….

you were putting it on this man, had him gripping your waist and rubbing your curves the whole time, after a while he popped a boner he made sit on his lap the whole time, till it was dark enough for him to leave without it being noticed. They noticed, you know how black people is….

His outfit was also his usual, he knows how to dress, im not picking on Katsumi i promise. Anyway he cut you off after six drinks can’t have you throwing up while in the mating press can we?

Anyway he carried you back the plane the whole way there, while you waved your byes in a drunken daze. You cried in his arms about missing your mom, but he just chuckled cooing at you softly.

Would he come back? Absolutely.

Doppo

He won't dance can’t dance anyway

Introduced himself normally unlike his son

ate a few plates and had some drinks

scared the damn kids away with his eye and laughed

broke the fucking kitchen chair so he had to stand up

your mama was popping ha gums after he broke the chair (it was her good chair)

When you arrived he just took in the whole scenery and proceeded head first, surprised at how pleasant everything was. The kids ran away from him, some even cried. He showed them his missing eye and I think your baby cousin is traumatized. You scolded him for it.

Stood in the corner the whole time, he was tense but he let you enjoy your time….kinda. He looked like the uncle all the children are scared of. Also sat and talked with that one uncle.

Smoked cigars and tried some weed with the youngins, they called him Pops :D everyone eventually warmed up to him lol so it was all good!

He got high….but he was okay, nothing crazy just the munchies. More relaxed, kinda delirious with dilated pupils. He was loosened up but he still wasn’t dancing….you still had your fun.

A lot to drink but he was alright, he danced with you a little bit definitely better than Katsumi..sat down and gave wise words of wisdom. You were glad he was having fun.

he stayed a while longer to sober up, he was ready to leave afterwards and grabbed by the waist and put he on his shoulder. You did even get to say goodbye! So you screamed bye to everyone at the top of your lungs.

You got a little buzzed and danced in his lap, whispering things in his ear.

in a headlock the whole night, messy freaky and you just screaming without the s. He had a good time, would he come back absolutely, he just won't get too high again..

Yujiro

uninterested simply uninterested i don’t know what else to tell you

just his overall piece of shit attitude like always

he ate some but he didn’t get greedy or at least you thought

Also scares children

broke two chairs and a bench

literally did not care… him and your were yelling at each other

you had stressed about this cookout all week and practically dragged him there with your own two hands. When yall arrived everyone felt uncomfortable and it didn’t help that he followed around like a dangerous dog. He grunted and huffed in your ear all day, you made him sit next to your uncle and gave him a cigar.

Your baby cousin was crying and ran when she saw him, she tripped, he laughed at her but gently picked her up and inspected her. Her mother grabbed her from him really quickly, apologized and walked away quickly.

Since nobody really likes this mf let's keep the theme going, the fam gave your the DIRTIEST looks….. your dad appalled, mom was surprised, but everyone slowly forgot about him and went back to enjoying their time. Your aunties were lowkey eyeing him though, ngl i have to agree that man is FINE.

Also stood in the corner…..he’s just weird and almost threw a tantrum when you ignored him. Your dad watched in concern as veins popped from his whole body, dad came in clutch and took him for a walk (good dog).

He “hated” the music….damn liar you caught him bumping to the beat a few times when you glanced over to check on your man child of a boyfriend. You tried to get him to dance with you, also wouldn’t move, i'm pretty sure he could bust a lil sum.

forced you to get him plates of food, you gave him a giant portion of each item of food. He ate it all, and complained like usual, you rolled your eyes and went back to dancing.

Its like he’s never seen people dance before, watching you dance with your family with such harmony especially with high heels. He was amused but amazed as well, but he wouldn’t tell you that. Definitely jealous after seeing you dance so close to your family.

especially you, he didn’t know your body could move like that, after watching you dance so close with everyone he was tempted to dance with you. And he didn’t…..if he did actually he’d move accordingly…its like dancing against a rock.

After a few hours he was ready to leave, already five hours in he was LOSING it. He was going to scare more children but ended up fighting some dudes at a shoot out about 3 miles away…..you didn’t even notice….

Yujiro hoped you would be ready to leave but he came to see you still dancing so he did what he does best use force…..he grabbed you, your stuff, and left, his grip was so tight against your waist as he held you…..good luck ig.

This mf had about five to go plates that he managed to get your mom to pack for him….if that's not greedy idk what is. Would he come back? No, probably not.

Chiharu

Awesome just awesome

happy as ever

loved your fam and the fam loved him

ate drank smoked got high and had a good time

The kiddies loved him also

HE CAN DANCE

Chiharu introduced himself, followed you for a while before getting comfortable, grabbed some drinks and talked to you for a while. The music came on and yall went to dance together.

personally I believe Chiharu can dance, he can GET DOWN and GROOVE. Hitting the bump and grind with you. Honestly, my baby can dance! You also cornrowed his hair….i had to.

Yall ate together, he asked your to make the food he had there at home too :D you of course can’t deny your bb awww! After a while he smoked on the steps for a bit letting you enjoy time with your fam.

Your dad LOVES Chiharu, he fit right in like he was family, the kids also climbed this man like a tree. He played a little football with the boys and danced with everyone else also.

His outfit honestly idk I wouldn’t change anything BUT hear me out… baggy jeans, white beater and Tim’s? And black bandana around his head like this

You had kinda trained this rabid boy to behave in front of your family. He did so well! You got tipsy and were putting it ON him, didn’t know what to do, yall just danced all night till yall was ready to go.

had to cover your ass repeatedly cause that skirt wasn’t covering nun, blushed when he saw your thong. Do better babes do better, got your ass all out, smh.

brought him three plates to take home and eat later, he thanked you with a hug and kiss. Also asked to go home cause he was tired but its not like he was gonna get any sleep tonight anyway.

you rewarded your puppy for his great behavior, lets just say whining was his only form of communication, other than the slurred thank yous ofc~

He would 100% come back, he enjoyed every part of that cookout! Especially the reward~

Headcannons~

Baki Cast

The Cookout 😭🥰🍀

Death Row Inmates

Spec Headcanons 😍🥰

Ride A Cowboy~

Yujiro

Yujiro Headcanons 🤭🙈

Sweet As Pie 🐩🍰

So Needy~

Baki

Sweet As Pie 🍓 🍰

Jack

Sweet As Pie 🥧 ✨

Thirsts~

Soon to come…..

Fluff~

Soon to come…..

Fics

Yujiro Hanma

High Fighter I 🍃 😶‍🌫️ 🥴

Hanayama Kaoru

Pretty Pink Scales 🌊 🐚✨

Pretty Pink Scales (reposted) ✨🎀🐚