₊˚꩜ Sal ♡ Seongje's lover✮˚₊

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:: Kakucho , Mikey , Draken, Izana, Ran, Rindou

Kakucho Hitto — worshipping

The word ‘ kakucho ’ and ‘ worships ’ should always be in the same line. We all know how Kakucho serves izana — there’s no doubt that as a lover, kakucho will be one hell of an admirer. kisses all over your body, touching you so gently — too scared that he might break your fragile body.

Love making with kakucho involves him showing you how he loves your body wholeheartedly — every inch from head to toe. It’s not just him lusting for you, he genuinely wants you.

Sano Manjiro — spitting, lazy sex

Mikey prefers it when you do all the work — getting on top of him, getting all worked up to pleasure the both of you.

I’d like to believe that intercourse w mikey will be often. he’ll always be the one to approach, asking you to have ‘sex’ with him so casually; but, you’ll be the one who will move. he’d make excuses that having sex consumes a lot of energy and movements.

and mikey would love spits for sure. and it turns him on. you’re just so sweet. once those salivas leave your mouth to his — it always awaken something in him. It would end up him grabbing your waist tightly, holding you in place as he ram his dick on your sloppy cunt.

Ryuuguji Ken — handjobs

It will always be you approaching draken or else nothing will happen at all. He can read your hints; but will not do anything without you saying — not without you having your hands all over him.

even with you touching him, lips placed on his neck — he’ll still be as stubborn, mature & composed (or maybe just childish), refusing the pleasure, saying he’s just doing it for you and “ js this once, yea? ” and he’s been saying that for years.

Kurokawa Izana — hard fucks, possession, manipulation

Sex with Izana would start with him tempting, manipulating & encouraging you into his sweet talks — getting you all worked up to jump into him, letting you on top while he still takes the lead.

He’ll be muttering “ you’re mine ” , “ only mine ” words; then rutting into you like a madman without self control — not stopping even if you’re all fucked up, already cumming several times — not being able to handle how he rams into you.

Haitani Ran & Rindou — double penetration

Haitani brothers with their deadly coordination & synchronization. Rindou with his mischievous grin, locking you in on his arms, cock already buried deep inside you whilst his older brother holds his massive erection — forcing himself to enter your insides.

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i'm gonna fucking end it all

*cat walks by*

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GENUINELY how it feels when u don't have Spotify premium

— ݁꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ ݁ sanzu’s high, reckless, and completely unfiltered… and somehow, between slurred words and sloppy grins, he’s confessing that he can’t stop thinking about you—the nurse who keeps him alive in bonten chaos.

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The infirmary room smelled faintly of antiseptic and overbrewed coffee, but Sanzu didn’t notice. He was sprawled across the edge of the bed, one eye half-closed, a crooked grin tugging at his lips as he reached for your hand without thinking.

“You… you know, you’re stupid,” he slurred, but the warmth in his voice betrayed the words. “Stupid… for being… for being the only one I… I don’t know… can’t stop thinking about.”

You knelt beside him, heart thudding, half exasperated and half… something else entirely. “Sanzu…” you started softly, brushing a stray lock of hair from his damp forehead, “are you serious right now?”

He squinted at you, his usual swagger laced with vulnerability. “Of course I’m serious… you’re the one who patches me up every damn time, huh? And… I don’t know, I just…” His hand gripped yours tighter, shaky but determined. “I can’t… I can’t stand it if you’re not around.”

You swallowed, your chest warm and tight all at once. The reckless, chaotic delinquent in front of you—the one who usually terrified everyone around him—was looking at you with something like honesty, raw and unfiltered. And for a moment, you almost forgot to breathe.

“You’re… really high, Sanzu,” you said, letting a small laugh escape. “But… you’re cute when you’re like this.”

A grin spread across his face, half-teasing, half-sincere. “Cute, huh? Hah… yeah… I guess… maybe… if it means I get to… stay close to you.” He leaned just enough to rest his forehead against yours, eyes softening. “Promise me… promise me you’ll stay, okay?”

You nodded, heart fluttering. “I’ll stay. I’m not going anywhere.”

Sanzu’s grin widened, sloppy but genuine. “Good… ’cause… you’re mine, got it?” His voice was possessive but tender, and somehow, in that chaotic, drunken mess of words, you felt… safe.