there is absolutely nothing I wouldn’t do to be able to slut out this version of Mikey😩

Like Kisaki would have to killi me cause I’d be fucking the dark impulses outta him atp😭

just imagine making him such a slut for your strap that he cums just from penetration

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ imagine Mikey had been teasing you all day, he can’t help it!! He’s been so busy with work so he took the next few days off so he could be with you! (Totally not cause he knew he was gonna need recovery days after making you wreck him) But you’re still working on a report from your mission with sanzu cause that twink was high and refusing to help you :(

Once you’re finally done, you make him lay on the bed with his legs off the side. You grab the lube from the bedside table and start to put it on your fingers, “w-wait!” He looks up at you with his face flushed, “I’ve already prepared myself…” You look at him with that sly smirk on your face “oooh baby, you’re gonna need all the prep you can get for this one. It’s the biggest you’ve ever taken.” You momentarily walk away to grab the strap from the closet. Mikey looks at it with want and fear in his large black eyes. It’s 13” and 1.5x the circumference of a soda can. His eyes widen with fear and arousal “..want it..” he says almost slurring though you’ve hardly done anything to him yet

Soooooooo I’m debating writing more of this but I’m in a slump and I’m not too great at writing smut yet😭

(Tokyo Revengers – Manjiro "Mikey" Sano x Male Reader)

The night air was cool, a stark contrast to the warmth of the body curled up beside you. Mikey, the once untouchable leader of Toman, now lay against your chest, his breath steady but his fingers twitching ever so slightly against your skin. Even in sleep, he couldn't fully let his guard down.

You ran a hand through his blonde locks, feeling the weight of exhaustion he refused to show the world. To everyone else, he was Mikey—unstoppable, unshakable, a force of nature. But to you? He was Manjiro. A boy who craved warmth but never knew how to ask for it.

"You're staring again," he murmured, voice thick with sleep

You chuckled softly. "You caught me."

His lips curled slightly, but his eyes remained closed. "Why do you always look at me like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like I’m… delicate." He opened his eyes then, dark and unreadable.

You hesitated, brushing a strand of hair from his face. "Because you are."

Mikey scoffed, shifting against you. "I’m not fragile, you know."

"I know," you admitted. "But even the strongest need a place to rest."

He exhaled sharply, as if frustrated by how easily you saw through him. But instead of pulling away, he buried himself deeper into your arms. His fingers clutched at your shirt, grounding himself.

"Just… stay like this for a little while," he whispered

You pressed a soft kiss to his forehead, holding him a little tighter. "For as long as you need, Manjiro."

Mikey—Manjiro Sano—was invincible. That’s what everyone said. He was the king, the strongest, the one who never broke. But you knew better. Beneath that unshakable facade, there was something else—someone else. And you were the only one he allowed to see it.

The first time you saw it happen, it was subtle.Mikey had a way of carrying himself that made it seem like nothing could touch him. He laughed, he fought, he led—always one step ahead, always untouchable. But late at night, when it was just the two of you, something changed.It started with the little things. The way his shoulders slumped when he thought you weren’t looking. The way his fingers twitched, seeking something—comfort, warmth, something he wouldn’t dare ask for out loud.And then, one night, it finally happened.Mikey sat on the floor of your apartment, back pressed against the couch, his head tilted back, exposing the vulnerable line of his throat. His half-lidded eyes followed you lazily as you approached, and for the first time, you saw it—the silent plea in his gaze.You knelt beside him, brushing your fingers lightly against his jaw.

“Mikey…”

He didn’t answer, just exhaled softly, tilting his head into your touch. The weight of the world was slipping from his shoulders, piece by piece, as he let himself sink into something he didn’t quite understand—something he only allowed with you.

“Say it,” you whispered, leaning in closer.

His breath hitched. “I don’t—”

“Yes, you do.”

His lips parted, but no words came out at first. His pride, his strength—everything that made him Mikey—fought against it. But you waited. You always waited.And then, finally, in a voice so quiet you barely caught it—

“Please.”

It was a surrender, not of defeat, but of trust. Of knowing that, for once, he didn’t have to be the strong one. That here, with you, he could be something else. Someone else.You smiled softly, fingers tracing the curve of his jaw before tilting his chin up.

“Good boy.”

His tight little hole clenches around your cock or the thick silicone dick strapped around your hips, your hand resting against his throat over his Adam’s Apple, you feel him swallow thickly as he breathes heavily

“You’re taking me so well, good boy”, a mess of garbled and desperate noises spill from his mouth, but he’s practically begging you to keep going. “Mmmfffnngg-you can-you can…you can fuck me…please…”, he practically pleads

Then the room is filled with his broken and almost hysterical whines and moans as you fuck relentlessly against him, barely giving him a second to think as the pleasure of being fucked out and absolutely destroyed in the best way possible takes over

Does a flick of my hair HEEHEEHEE I BRING MORE SUB MIKEY ~Director Anon 😎💄💋

Your wish is MY command!! Heeheehee!!! >:3

SO-Bratty Mikey Way. Oh that boy knows how he can get exactly just enough underneath your skin. Little things here and there like standing just a bit too close but not enough, giving you looks when you’re not looking and then turning away and acting ignorant. He’d been purposefully ignoring you whenever you mentioned or said his name. Don’t think as well you haven’t noticed the ways he smiles more and acts very ‘casual’ with others he speaks with, AND those being the times his eyes float to you, trying to gauge and get a reaction

He’d refuse to give or make eye contact, at some points you even caught him smirking to himself. That made something twinge in you. Oh absolutely not you little shi-your patience with him, and your will and strength against his temptations had been growing SEE THROUGH thin. You’ve eventually had enough.

“Mikey”, you command in that specific tone. He stiffens for a brief second, before he turns his head over his shoulder to regard you

“What?”, is he says, before you come up and press him HARD against the wall, pinning his hands over his head as he looks at you with a quickly shifting expression of surprise and shock. His cheeks flush a slight pink at the manhandling, but he’s not complaining

“You think being a little flirt is how you’re gonna get my attention? Not the smartest choice!”, and grinding your leg against his crotch

He lets out a choked noise, whining and moaning as he practically surrenders then and there, biting his lip as he tries to grind against you. “Mmm-wanted-…wanted you to touch me-throw me around like this-“

You attack his neck with teeth and your lips as he lets out a drawn out mix between that whine and moan he’s nonstop making

He looks wrecked and desperate just from being touched like this, he’s clearly riled up and so fucking horny and buzzing underneath his hot skin

“Please-please-I-I need it-“, he’s so pretty when he begs. “What’s your safe word?”, his fingers are trembling as he grips at your shirt, “N-New Mexico” he shakily whispers

You grin at him, devilish and toothy as you tell him, “I’m gonna fuck you raw and hard. You’re gonna feel this for days, then you’ll remember who’s good boy you are”

(GUESS WHO!! IT’S DIRECTOR ANON ! I WAS THE ONE THAT SENT THE FIRST MESSAGE HEEHEE WILL DEFINITELY WRITE MORE FOR YOU IN THE FUTURE AND I’LL MAKE IT *SINFUL* 😎💄💋)

‧₊˚ ⊹ sub mikey x gn! dom reader

prompt: "don't want you to be gentle. i want you to break me."

cw; drabble, dom reader, gender neutral, overstimulation, pet names, whiny mikey. words; 388 1k event

over and over again. you felt mikey's ass slap against your bare skin. how you held him by his tiny waist as you buried yourself in him.

standing by a window you were fucking with the adrenaline of being seen.

"maaaah, hmmph, so good.... i love it." he moaned in a trembling, high-pitched voice.

𖤐 WHY IN PUBLIC? mikey !

🗯️ :: masterlist. reblogs are appreciated.

warning : mikey ⊹ fem!dom reader (no pronouns.), in public (restaurant/restroom), handjob, mommy kink

this was fun 2 write! ty for requesting :)

the brown shiny door slid open easily as you darted your eyes on the open entrance, displaying your boyfriend mikey walking his way to you. he sat down as he began fiddling with the hem of his sweater before speaking up. “hey (name).. me and the gang are going out, do you mind joining? i-i need company anyways..” knowing full well it’s not only that one reason.

“sure.” you let out before changing into proper clothing while he does to but in a restroom. mikey then went back to your spot and god, he looked so good: hair slicked back, baggy leather pants, polo sleeve and a necktie dangling freely. not his typical fit but the one that made you smirk. does he wanna be fucked into that get-up? minutes went by and you guys were now infront of a fancy looking restaurant with the gang following behind.

as everyone was in their sits, you can’t help but snake your hand under the table and down to mikey’s thigh, slowly leaving touches here and there making his stomach flutter as he let his mind dim thinking of you. some of the members were already ordering and chatting about bunkum nonsense whilst you continue to fluster him with movements, and accidentally touching his crotch and undoing his zipper fly before going in to squeeze the bulge.

“fuc- hng-! w-why in public..?” he whisper-yells at you, face scrunching in both pleasure and displeasure, cause why would you even do something like this in hell of a public? but you don’t give a single shit, you wanted to see him ruined and needy and you will get that aftermath. “hm? what was that?” you try to act dumbfounded and shot him a puzzled face as if you aren’t doing anything humiliating to his body.

“that! when you-” you cut him of as you pull out his manhood out of the thin fabric, lightly giving it a grasp. “hah- p-pleasee.. stop..” his tiny body already wasted from the tiny scintilla pleasure he’s getting. not to mention the hotness he also feels from the looks of confusion and outré of the manji gang members.

you still continued to play with his cock, rubbing on the pink glossy tip that’s producing little to little liquid, groping his base hard to stop him from cumming completely since it might paint the floor under you and make a mess. “hey, is he okay?” his bestfriend and also a founding member, draken blurts out to you in a concerning way. the yellow haired boy was yet huffing and leaving whiney-groan like sounds. he even tries to answer but you know he couldn’t due to your maneuvers.

“uh yeah! i think he’s fine. we might have to go to the restroom though and check if he has a fever or something. do you mind if we go right now?”

“yeah.. go ahead.”

that was all it tooks before going bending under the table and trying your best to not get suspicious on putting his tadger back in his pants. gesturing him afterwards to go follow you to a secluded area. shit, you couldn’t wait anymore and just pushed mikey inside the room and carry him to the sink.

the way he moves around turned tipsy due to drunken for pleasure. you take out his cock again, pushing two fingers in his mouth to make him suck it and fabricate drool; using it as lube afore going back into motion again. your hand moving in a vertical motion fastly. “mama—!” he whimpers weakly, gasping as saliva dribbles on the lip corner of his. he’s starting to get loud, tears pricking his eyes that glossed up in a pretty way and that only made you wanna go faster. so pretty. your pretty boy won’t be able to last long since there is someone outside the door but fuck it. you sped up your movements, stroking up and down really fast that he could almost feel as if you wanna make him cum and scream really loud.

“cumming cumming cummin'— wah-!!” he continuously babbles on and on, the same goes for the crystalline-gooey liquid oozing out of his red slit that drops down the sides of his manhood. he’s pretty tired by now since he had rested his head on your shoulder but other people were waiting so he had no choice but to clean up. you guys walked out the restroom, earning a few glances from strangers before going to sit down on the desk again, the boy limping behind and following you. when he was seated, he can’t help but lean to your shoulder once again before whispering the words..