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CAN YOU PLEASE RIGHT DRAKEN AS A PARENT???

HI! thanks for the request, hope you have a good day 💝

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— Draken as a parent HCS ᡣ𐭩

We all know how he grew up, receiving love but not from his parents. After a certain age, probably 18 or a little more, he started thinking about what he would be like as a father and, thanks to all the experiences as an older brother for the members of Toman, he understood that he would certainly be better than his mother and his father

He has a preference for a possible male child, but for him the most important thing is that he is well. Gender is not important, he will love him unconditionally without scruples

His idea of ​​family is actually just one child, because he is afraid of creating differences without thinking about it and ultimately repeating the same story as the least loved person. You noticed this when by chance the topic of a second child arose between you, and you reassured him that if another was born he wouldn't have to worry because just as he is a fantastic father for the first, he will also be for the second

It is one that would go to every "parent - child" day, those that the school organizes periodically. He hides it with little success, but loves it when on the walk from home to school, your child tells him about all his friends and what he does during school hours

He likes it when you and your son come to his workshop without telling him, it's a more than pleasant surprise for him. Often the child clings to Inui and you and Draken laugh because Seishu doesn't know how to deal with such an extroverted child

He's not the type who spoils so much, yes he does, but he puts the brakes on himself. He grew up with the idea that everything is achieved after a journey, and he will raise his child with the exact same idea (he is afraid that he will become a kind of Kokonoi from 2005 if he gives him everything he wants)

If ever a girl was born instead of a boy, it would be the kind of father who lets the child playing on his face with make up, even if it's not exactly his way of keeping up his reputation... but as long as his littel girl is happy, he is too

The child spends more time with the Sano family, especially with Uncle Mikey. Draken often advises Manjiro to be careful when he and his son ride motorbikes, but it ultimately ends with the boy laughing while his uncle reaches 90 mph

CAN YOU PLEASE RIGHT DRAKEN AS A PARENT???

HI! thanks for the request, hope you have a good day 💝

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— Draken as a parent HCS ᡣ𐭩

We all know how he grew up, receiving love but not from his parents. After a certain age, probably 18 or a little more, he started thinking about what he would be like as a father and, thanks to all the experiences as an older brother for the members of Toman, he understood that he would certainly be better than his mother and his father

He has a preference for a possible male child, but for him the most important thing is that he is well. Gender is not important, he will love him unconditionally without scruples

His idea of ​​family is actually just one child, because he is afraid of creating differences without thinking about it and ultimately repeating the same story as the least loved person. You noticed this when by chance the topic of a second child arose between you, and you reassured him that if another was born he wouldn't have to worry because just as he is a fantastic father for the first, he will also be for the second

It is one that would go to every "parent - child" day, those that the school organizes periodically. He hides it with little success, but loves it when on the walk from home to school, your child tells him about all his friends and what he does during school hours

He likes it when you and your son come to his workshop without telling him, it's a more than pleasant surprise for him. Often the child clings to Inui and you and Draken laugh because Seishu doesn't know how to deal with such an extroverted child

He's not the type who spoils so much, yes he does, but he puts the brakes on himself. He grew up with the idea that everything is achieved after a journey, and he will raise his child with the exact same idea (he is afraid that he will become a kind of Kokonoi from 2005 if he gives him everything he wants)

If ever a girl was born instead of a boy, it would be the kind of father who lets the child playing on his face with make up, even if it's not exactly his way of keeping up his reputation... but as long as his littel girl is happy, he is too

The child spends more time with the Sano family, especially with Uncle Mikey. Draken often advises Manjiro to be careful when he and his son ride motorbikes, but it ultimately ends with the boy laughing while his uncle reaches 90 mph

Happy Birthday Mr. Vice President

Characters: Draken x fem!reader, friends to lovers kinda thing

Summary: You've gotten your best friend the best gift ever for his birthday. And he wants to say thank you.

Tw: smut, pet names, teasing(ish), female reader, choking, cheesey shit, idk. Not beta read, this is whatchya get idk I wrote this in a few hours

NSFW!!! Minors/Ageless/Blank Blogs DNI! You can not copy or translate any of my works. Character belongs to Ken Wakui. Banner credit to @benkeibear

"I have one last gift for you."

You smile deviously as you turn your head to the large figure glaring out the window with his arms crossed in your small car. Your plan was finally coming together. Bring the birthday boy out for a full day, spoiling him to death, until you give him the greatest gift of all time.

You've been plotting this for months, rubbing your little paws together with excitement when the gift arrived at your front door just a week ago. 

The street lights are just coming on as you pull up in front of a store.

"Y/N, my shop? Why are we here?" The dark haired man turns to you in confusion before stepping out of your small car. You giggle at the sight. The two of you approached the store that was still lit despite the large closed sign hanging on the door.

"Why are the lights on if we're closed? I thought Inui had the day off?" The questions kept rolling as you wrote out a message on your phone with one hand and waved the other dismissively.

"Don't worry about it. I got this all sorted out, pal." You grin up at your best friend as you hit the send button on a text. A few moments later, a very excited Inui rushes to the front door. He appears tired but is holding back a small smirk at his boss.

"Come on in. I was just leaving. I'll leave it to you, Y/N." He smiles at you with a wink before turning to his boss. "And happy birthday, man. It was good to see ya." He pats him on the shoulder as he leaves.

"Thank you, Inupi!" You shout to him as the door falls closed. Spinning on your heel, you cannot contain the huge smile plastered on your fave when your eyes meet a bemused Draken.

He says your name with a sigh. "I don't know what you're planning. But you've done enough for me today. You hiding my wallet was bad enough. I know it's my birthday, but I hope you didn't do anything crazy." He raises his brows in a pointed look. He's worried you've hung out with Mikey too often and it's rubbing off on you. He's appreciative of what you've done. But feels guilty.

"It's your birthday. You deserve it. And you deserve to be taken care of sometimes too, ya know." You raised your brow to him with a small pout, turning to lead the way to the next room. Completely oblivious to Drakens wide eyes at your comment. And a slightly pink hue on his ears.

The two of you enter the dimly lit office at the end of the hall. There, left wrapped neatly with a bow, sat the greatest present of all time. Sitting on Drakens desk just for him. You threw your arms out to present it. With a happy "Ta-dah!" Smiling brighter than ever.

He chuckles softly as he picks up the gift. Shaking it slightly with a smile. It felt light in his hands as he began to tear off the bright pink wrapping paper. Once he caught a glimpse of the package, his smile dropped. He quickly places the box back on his desk almost as if it burned him.

"No…" he shakes his head, seemingly in denial. "No… you didn't… this isn't-" his wide eye dart between your nodding and grinning face before he begins to tear the box open As quickly as he could. He realizes why it was so light, the box was empty.

It was adorable to see his eyebrows pinching together as his lips parted in questioning, once again looking to you. You've been waiting all night to say this to him.

"It's outside. Inui-"

Before you could finish, Drakens face brightened in excitement. You nearly fell on your ass at how quickly this man turned to run out of the room. Your laugh echoed behind him as he threw open the back door to his shop.

And there in all its beauty was his old Kawasaki Zephyr 400. Sitting pretty a bow on its handle that matched the one on the box. He smiled and chuckled to himself as he inspected it. Freshly cleaned and waxed, detailed beautifully for him. The new part that you ordered was already installed and ready to go.

He had been searching for that part for nearly three years, bike unable to work without it. Giving up when he wasn't able to find the exact one to fit his beloved first bike. 

He turned to you as you came out of the back door with a shit eating grin. He said your name incredulously. "How did you find it? I can't believe- how did you- just… ah!" He was at a loss for words, throwing his hand in his dark hair for a moment. 

"I found it from a collector." You glanced back at his motorcycle fondly. "I know how much you love that old thing. It was your baby back in high school." Your eyes met his and for a moment,  you felt shy under his gaze. He was looking at you so intensely that you suddenly felt a pang of anxiety.

"U-uh I had Inui install it. It should be working flawlessly now. You should start it up." You give a smile that slowly drops as he draws himself closer.

"C'mere." He doesn't give you a choice before he pulls you into a hug. You can't stop the small sigh that comes out. Draken gives the best hugs, his size envelops you and makes you feel so warm and comfortable. Like home.

He pulls back after a moment and blinks, his hands never leaving your arms. You could have sworn his eyes were glossy for a moment.

"Nobody has ever done something like this for me before. You planned a whole day together and give me this?" He nods his head back. "It means a lot to me."

"Of course." You say, locking eyes with him and noticed the familiar feeling of butterflies in your stomach that you get every time you're with him. "Happy birthday, Ken." 

He seems lost for a moment as he studies your face closely, almost as if he's looking for something. You didn't realize how close he had gotten until his nose brushed up against yours and he softly says your name.

"Thank you." His deep voice breathes before his lips touch your own. Hesitant at first before pushing against yours passionately. 

Heat rises to your face as your heart squeezes in surprise. After all this time, you felt a shock to your system. You couldn’t believe that he was kissing you. It's like a dream come true. It's all you've ever wanted. To take care of Draken, spoil him, laugh with him, and love him.

Your arms wrapped around his broad shoulders. Smiling into the kiss he pulls away just enough to speak. "I-I'm sorry. I was just really excited and-" 

"Why are you sorry? If I didn't want you to kiss me, I wouldn't have let you." You smirk as a small smile grows on his lips. You couldn't help but glance at them as your heart tries its best to slow down. "You… could kiss me again. If you want."

It was all he needed to hear. Drakens large hands cup both sides of your jaw as he brings you close for another dizzying kiss. Your heart was going insane while you tug at the collar of his jacket to bring him in close. The kiss turns from passionately sweet to hot and heavy quicker than you anticipated. 

It felt like a fever dream. His hands slid down to your hips and began to guide you backwards. You accidentally made a soft groan when your back made contact with the building. Which unsurprisingly made the mood turn quickly. Draken pinned himself against you as his tongue slipped into your mouth, tasting you for the first time.

Neither of you could deny how badly you both wanted this. Having waited years for the right moment to confess. Never sure of the others feelings and never wanting to ruin your friendship. But now, Draken was able to see just how much you cared for him. And while he has the chance, he can't let this opportunity escape him.

Your hands inched down his muscular arms to his chest as his own began to travel around your body. His large hands left trails of fire in their wake. Calloused fingers danced near the hem of your shorts as he pulled your leg up to wrap around him.

"Wrap your arms around my neck." He pants between kisses and you comply. A small sound of surprise leaves you as he effortlessly lifts you up higher and pins his hips against yours. His growing hard on being pressed into your sex. Leaving your brain scrambling to keep up.

Breaking the kiss, he begins to trail open mouth kisses down your neck. Nipping at a few sensitive spots as he goes. Another small moan slips out and Draken pauses for a moment.

"God. I've wanted to hear that for years." He sighs into the crook of your neck. He pulls away to look at you. "Inside or outside?" He sounded as if he was restraining himself. His dark eyes were lidded as they danced between your eyes and your kiss swollen lips.

"I don't unde-"

"Can I have you here? Outside. Or would you rather be inside?" He interrupts, his large body looming over yours. 

You didn’t expect him to be so forward. You felt yourself throbbing at his words. The shock of having the man you've been longing for want you back turning into deep desire.

"Inside." Is all you had to say before he's throwing you over his shoulder without hesitating. "Ah! Ken!" You squeal as he slaps your ass walking down the hallway.

"Keep sayin' my name, doll. You're gonna scream it later." He grins, kicking open the door to his office and sweeping everything off his desk. He places you down on the hardwood, trapping you between his arms as he hovers over you. "It's my birthday and I'm finally getting the gift I've always wanted." He smirks as he leans in.

Your face flushes heavily at his words, unable to find any of your own. His mouth finds yours again. You felt like your body was burning as his hands gripped your hips. His fingers slipped under the waistband and tugged, silently asking for permission. You lifted your hips as he slipped off your shorts. 

You both shed your shirts and as you tugged off your bra for him, his eyes devoured your body. Draken tried everything he could to not openly gawk at you. You were so beautiful and you were his. Hands sliding over your chest, flicking over your hardening nipples. His soft lips reconnect with your neck as you move your head to offer more room. Your chest heaves as he sucks and bites as your throat. Both of your hands wander, discovering each other under your fingertips.

A soft gasp leaves your throat when Draken finds a particularly sensitive spot just at the base of your neck. 

"Ken. Please."

You won't have to ask him twice. He trails kisses down to your breasts, sucking and nipping one nipple as the other is twisted and pinched softly. His free hand travels to your panties, pleased to find them soaked. He uses a finger to part the thin fabric and glides through your folds. You grip the edge of the desk and watch as he touches you.

"Fuck. This wet already, huh? All for me?" He hisses, bringing his slick coated fingers up for you to see. You felt hazy as he brought them closer to your lips. "Suck."

It wasn't a question as you took two of his long fingers into your mouth. Tongue swirling around the digits to clean up every drop of your sweet essence. He watched on with his jaw slightly slack.

Draken pulled his hand away hearing a soft 'pop' come from your lips. "Thatta girl." He smiles as he begins to tease your entrance. Dipping his fingers in before pulling away.

"Gonna need to use that pretty mouth of yours another time. Right now, I'm gonna play with my new present." He gives a crooked smile that grows wider hearing you gasp as he slips a finger inside. He slowly pumps into your tight heat before adding another. 

If you know anything after being friends with this man for this long. It's that he is always attentive.

Draken watches your expression as he fingers you, loving the way you squirm underneath him and try to suppress your moans. He thinks it's adorable that you're holding back, knowing he's doing the same. Yet he doesn't think he can wait much longer to have you. He pulls out and brings his lips to yours, snickering when you whine at him.

"I need to feel you now." He bites at your lip when pulling away.

"Excited or something, birthday boy?" You tease as he takes a step back to take off his belt. He brings his tongue to his cheek as he looks you up and down like a meal.

"That's right, Princess."

He unbuckles his jeans and slides them down along with his boxers, gripping his dark pink and leaky cock lazily. Your eyes widened, not in surprise. But with concern.

"S'bigger than I thought." You breathe out whilst licking your lips. Draken pumps himself a few times, precum dripping down his length.

"You can take it, right?" He drags his heavy cock up and down your slit, soaking in your juices. Neither of you could wait much longer. He prods at your entrance and pauses.

"Is this okay?"

Your heart stutters at how despite how far along in this you two are right now, he still thinks about your comfort. His eyes look to yours for reassurance. You spread yourself more for him.

"Yes. All I want you, Ken."

He smiles and kisses you sweetly, pouring his affection for you as much as he can into that kiss then gently pressing himself into you. He sucks in a breath as you bite your lip at the stretch.

"Ah fuck." "Oh god."

 You both groan in sync as he gently rocks a little, easing himself into your warmth. He's filling you up deliciously, despite the slight burning stretch. You throw your head back and moan his name.

"Ngh- I'm going to ruin you." He gasps as he bottoms out. You tremble at his words, enraptured by him. When your lips reconnect you can feel the electricity in the air. You have never once felt this way with any other person. You could only describe it as an addiction. Needing more of him, needing him to fuck you as hard as he can, and needing to show him how much you love him while he fucks you stupid.

"A-ah~" you cry out with each stroke, feeling every inch of his length filling you to the brim.

"God, fuck, you feel so good."

The room seemed to get dark around the edges and all you can see is him. Your mind is solely focused on the man you've always dreams of was fucking you on his work desk. He brought your legs around his waist so he could drill into you deeper. Your eyes traveled from his perfect lips to his muscular arms. His built frame worked with ease, gasping as you sucked him in. He leaned over you, gasping as he thrust into you harder.

"God, this pussy was made for me. I swear." He groans.

His expressions were something out of a movie. He was truly the most beautiful person you have ever met. His dark hair began to stick to his face from exertion. You found stability by gripping his shoulders, each thrust knocking the table against the wall. His thick cock filled you up perfectly and his name fell from your lips like a chant.

"Lemme try somethin'." Panting he slows down and pulls out. The sudden emptiness was apparent and you whimpered at the loss of contact. He laughs as he pulls you to your feet and spinning you so your back was to him

"Don't worry." He cups the back of your neck and pushes you forward, laying your chest across his desk. "I'm not done yet."

The moan you let out when he reenters you sounded borderline pornographic. Draken grabs you by the shoulder to arch your back for him. He pumps himself in and out of you slowly yet hard. Grinding himself against your sweet spot with every move of his hips and as deep as he can reach. Each thrust pushes you further against the desk. You place your palms against the wall, ripping a piece of paper that was taped to it.

"Fuck! Ken!" Your moans turned into screams as he pounds into you quicker. He slaps your ass then brings a hand into your hair, yanking it to bring your back flush against his chest.

"So you did have the best gift for me, huh darlin'?" His voice breathlessly asks in your ear, groaning at the sound of you wailing when he grinds against your sweet spot. "This pretty pussy is all mine now, right? You're mine?"

Your head lolls against his shoulder with a nod, your orgasm is approaching faster with each thrust. Only to have him slow down his pace.

"I didn't hear you, sweetheart." Draken pushes you forward and flat against the desk again, fucking you slow. Slapping your ass again and smiling as it jiggles and you whine.

"M'yours! It's all yours, Ken-ah!" Your declaration was rewarded as his thrusts go harder than before. He grabs your throat and squeezes the sides gently. 

"That's right, angel. You're all mine." He grins as your eyes roll back. You're seeing stars and the knot in your stomach is on the verge of snapping. He takes his free hand to toy with your nipple. "Gonna cum for me?" 

All you could do is let out small gasps and wails. His cock twitched at the sight, the fucked out expression on your face brought him close to the edge himself.

"I want you to cum on my dick. Lemme see you cum, Princess." He moans, the hottest sound you've ever heard in your life. He squeezes his hand around your throat a little harder. Your vision blurs as the edges until all you see is white. You cried out his name as he let go, legs shaking as you came hard.

He rides you through your orgasm, hips stuttering against yours when he groans your name. He pumped his cum inside you, filling you as much as he can before collapsing on top of you.

The two of you take a moment to catch your breaths, panting as your sweaty bodies remained connected. Draken is the first to move, pulling out and stepping away to find something to help clean you up.

He sheepishly hands you some napkins as he runs a hand through his hair. "Sorry. It's all we got."

You huff a laugh and take them, putting your clothes on together in silence. You are at a loss for words. Everything is different now. You got fucked by your best friend. Where do you even begin?

"Hey." Your heart soared as Draken gives you a small kiss on your temple. He takes a step back and grins in front of you. "Let's go for a ride on the second greatest birthday gift, yeah?"

little acts of intimacy: how they like to be touched - tokrev boys

in specifically a not-inherently-sexual manner. what kind of physical contact with you gives them the warm fuzzies? hcs for a selections of my personal tokyo revengers blorbos, including: Mikey, Draken, Baji, Chifuyu, Kazutora, Hakkai, Taiju, Koko, Inupi, Sanzu, Ran, Rindou, and Izana

Mikey feels most at home when he’s cuddled up into your arms, especially if you’re taller than he is. It makes him feel like your teddy bear. 100/10, definite nuzzler. 

Draken likes sitting on the floor by the couch while you have your legs draped over his shoulders, just chilling. Better yet, though, if you start massaging his shoulders or neck, he’ll melt. 

Baji is a sweetie who just wants to hold hands, actually. There is a specific part of his brain that simply demands Hand Holdies. He will feel so loved and special if you hold his hand, especially if you do the interlocked fingers hold instead of the criss-crossed palms way. Also is not opposed to it if you simply rest your hand on his ass. Like, not even in a sexual way, just as a little “hehe, mine >:]” kinda thing.

Chifuyu will fucking melt if you rest your head on him, or put your hand over his heart. Especially the latter, he’ll be so flustered. 

Kazutora likes when you run your fingers through his hair. It makes him feel safe. Like, this is a genuinely therapeutic sensation for him, it’s so gentle and he doesn’t fully understand why his heart swells when you do it, he just wants you to never ever stop.

Hakkai’s favorite way to be touched is when you reach up and put your hands around the back of his neck and stroke his jaw with your thumbs. He’s so shy at the start of your relationship that he can’t always find words, but sometimes all you need is that communication via eye contact. It takes a little time, but that’s the kind of thing that makes his heart flutter – you, holding his face, and looking at him with adoration. 

Taiju’s favorite place to be touched is mid- to lower-back. He carries a lot of tension there and it can be on the sensitive/tender side. He loves it when you’re out together and you sling your arm around him and rest your hand there. When you’re in private, he’ll just flop down on the bed shirtless, staring at you until you take the hint that he wants a massage. Just sit on his ass and work the tension in his lumbar region, he’ll melt for you. Bonus points if you get playful and start writing things with your finger and making him guess. He thinks that shit’s hella cute.

Koko has a few things he likes. Number one is when you pet the buzzed side of his hair and will nuzzle into your hand. Another favorite is when you hold onto his arm when you’re beside him. Just kinda loop your arm through his and hold on. He likes having such full body contact without it being Full Body Contact™️, y’know? Also, adding a little bit of zest to this, he’s 100% a “pull him close by the waistband of his pants” kinda fella. Yes, in a spicy way, but also just in an “enjoying being pressed against you” way.  

Inupi’s favorite thing is when you cup his jaw or rub behind his ear (big puppy vibes, obvi), especially if you’re calling him by his given name. His heart will simply explode. Also like, any time you rest the palm of your hand on his tummy. He just feels relaxed idk. 

Sanzu likes when you sit with him and have your legs across his lap. It’s casual but just intimate enough that he can comfortably squeeze your knee and grin to himself that he’s lucky enough to call you his. But if you wanna be extra forward with him, bite him in front of the others. Hold his hand and just casually bring it up toward your mouth and CHOMP. He knows that means you love him. 

Ran is a surprisingly big cuddler. Whether it’s falling asleep or waking up, he just likes having you in his comfy space — his bed. Non-sexual physical contact is absolutely his jam. Not that he doesn’t love railing you, but man, his natural state is so low-energy. He wants to trap you in his blanket cocoon and just stay like that and watch youtube videos or some shit. Definitely makes a fuss if you break free because the heat is too much, but you will not fully get away from him. He’s one of those “must have some part of himself touching some part of you” dudes. Good luck. Also, bonus: he also enjoys when you braid his hair for him (his arms get tired when he does it himself)

Rindou is also cuddly, but in more of a Mikey kind of way. While Ran is very open with the fact that he wants you to let him hold you, Rin Rin would never be so bold. He’ll pretend that he thinks it’s dumb or some shit, but somehow at the end of the day he’ll always curl up with you. But HE wants to be the one being cuddled. Much more tsuntsun about it than Mikey, who would simply dive into your arms. Treat Rindou like he’s your snuggly little teddy bear. Let him bury his face in your chest while you stroke his hair. Tell him you love him and know that when he responds with a muffled, “......shut up.” that’s simply his way of saying he loves you too. Bonus: if you’re out and about, he’ll lean on you. Like, in the way that tall people do. He won’t mean it to mock your height, he just doesn’t know how to convey that he wants to be touching you when you’re out in public.

Izana honestly probably prefers touching rather than being touched. He likes to have you in his lap, letting him just have his hands roaming all over you. His fingertips will dance along your thighs and up your sides or along your arms. He imagines he’s painting his marks along your skin, in patterns only he can see. He’ll smile to himself and rest his chin on your shoulder. But if you must return the favor, he particularly likes it when you sit beside him and just hold his arm in your lap and mindlessly run your fingers up and down his forearm. 

hi!! I don’t know if it’s been requested already but could you do the fake boyfriend thing with draken please?? each and every part of these series made my day, thank you for sharing your writing with us!!☺️💖

hiii, thank you so much for patiently waiting! <3 i hope you’ll enjoy this, nonnie! 💕

RYUGUJI KEN “DRAKEN” FT. “CAN YOU PLEASE PRETEND TO BE MY BOYFRIEND FOR A WHILE?”

pairing. post timeskip!draken/f!reader

contains. fake dating au, friends with benefits au, explicit language, rich!reader, post timeskip!draken, the setting is timeskip but draken is still friends with mikey because i want to :<

notes. thank you to everyone who’s been enjoying this mini series (?) so far! i have couple of characters lined up in this trope so make sure to wait for it <3 if you happen to enjoy reading this, please don’t hesitate to reblog! rbs will help me a lot and will be highly appreciated! <3 thank you so much 💗‼️

“Ken!”

Draken stares up from his phone after hearing someone calling out his name. It’s not like he needs any confirmation of who it came from because he can quickly recognize that voice anywhere but because of confusion, he looks up.

“Hm? Y/N? What are you doing here?” he asked, locking his phone and putting it aside to focus his attention on you.

“Ah!” Mikey dramatically sighs. “I thought you’re Mitsuya. Got my hopes up for a second right there,” he pouted.

“Mitsuya?” you raise a brow, “Why? Is there something wrong?”

Nahoya caught your attention by chuckling. As usual, he’s shooting you his infamous wide grin, his eyes turning into crescents as he does so.

“Oh, nothing’s wrong, Y/N! Mitsuya’s the one we asked to buy all the food that we want so Mikey’s been sulking since he's taking so long.”

“Oh… is that so?”

Now that he mentioned it, when you start looking around you see that Draken’s friends are currently hanging out in his apartment right now.

“Y/N.”

The low grumble of voice snatches your attention. Turning your head around, you’re met with Draken’s eyes. He’s lounging on the sofa, manspreading and completely relaxed as he leans on the soft cushion of the sofa.

“What brings you here? I thought we’re supposed to meet the day after tomorrow?” he cocks his head to the side then a smirk plays on his lips, “Don’t tell me you came to see me early because you’re very horny?”

“Jesus,” a new voice speaks up.

Chifuyu and Takemichi entered the apartment. Takemichi’s face is flushed because of what he heard while Chifuyu is shaking his head because of disappointment.

“Filter your words next time, Draken,” Pah-chin laughed.

“I’m actually not here for that so put your dick away,” you dismissively wave your hand at him, biting back at the teasing that he threw at you earlier.

“Guess some other time, then?” Draken grins at you.

“Sure,” you laugh.

“So? What is it? Why are you here?”

You watch how Draken scoots a bit so you can have space where you can sit after he sees you walking towards him. Once you’re finally seated, he shifts in his seat so he can stare at you properly, an arm draped at the armrest of the couch, almost touching your shoulder.

“Be my boyfriend for a while,” you said, voice laced with nothing but seriousness.

“Uh…” he stares at you, “What?”

You heaved out a deep sigh. “I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend for a while.”

“Mhm,” Draken hums, holding his chin, “For what, though?”

“There’s this gala that I need to attend this Friday. Remember the heir of the hotelier that I told you about?”

“Hmm, yeah,” Draken drawled out, his fingers finding your shoulder as he mindlessly traced shapes and figures on it.

“Well, he’s going to be there and I don’t really wanna deal with him since the last time that we’re at the same party together my name got plastered in multiple tabloids while being connected to him because that motherfucker continues to insinuate that we’re dating,” you puff out your cheeks, brows furrowing as you finish what you’re saying.

Draken chuckled, his hand coming up to the side of your face so he can pinch the soft skin.

“You already made a statement that you’re not dating so,” he shrugs his shoulders.

“You don’t understand, Ken,” you groan as you cover your face using your hands while you hear Draken laughing in the background.

Staring up at him, you can feel your frustrations dripping out of you. “He’s really annoying. Won’t stop pestering me just because my parents take a liking to him. As if that’ll magically make me like him as well.”

Draken’s gaze softens as he continues staring at you. “I don’t do parties, sweet cheeks. Especially the fancy ones you’re always attending to. You know, filled with obnoxious, spoiled, rich people.”

“We’re not going to interact much with most of them, don’t worry!”

Draken gives you a funny look. “Bunny, I doubt that. You’re literally the heiress of the largest telecommunication company in the country. There’s no way the people in there won’t come and try to talk to you. Not to mention you’re stringing along a dude with a shaved head with a tattoo inked in it. I’m a hundred percent sure they’ll be curious as fuck.”

Your bottom lip jutted out after hearing his response and Draken can’t help but be amused because of the behavior you’re showing him right now. He reaches his hand over to pinch your pouting lips only for you to swat it away, clearly pissed.

“Ken, please? I promise we’re not gonna stay there for long! I just really need to attend the gala because my parents have a business trip on that day! I’ll be beside you the whole evening, I swear! Just please help me out a bit? Pretend to be my boyfriend for a while so I won’t have my name in another rumor in the tabloids anymore.”

“And you think you’re not going to experience that if you bring me there?” Draken quirks his brow.

“Better to be you than that annoying man,” you scoff

Draken mockingly coos at you. “I never knew you love me this much.”

“Oh, shut up!” you laugh.

“But whatever, fine,” you heard Draken sighing, now his fingers are busy playing with the hem of the top you’re wearing.

“Wait — really?” you stare at him with wide eyes.

“Yeah, really. I’m counting on you in the part where we won’t be bothered a lot in that gala,” he narrowed his gaze at you.

“I promise! Thank you so much for doing this, Ken!” you smiled at him.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. By the way, are you gonna stay long? You can hang out with us.”

“Not tonight. Sorry. I have paperworks I need to sign.”

“Okay, cool. Just text me about the details of the gala.”

You hum as you lean closer to kiss him on the cheek.

“I’ll see you soon, boyfriend,” you winked and Draken just snorted in response.

Friday came quickly. You told Draken that the two of you should arrive at the gala together. That's why he goes to your house first so the both of you can go to the event using your car.

He’s fixing the tie he’s wearing as he waits for you to come down. Draken arrived early and the maid told him that you’re still getting ready. That's why he waited in the living room.

“Wow… you look so good.”

Draken hears the surprised tone laced in your voice.

When he whipped his head around, there he saw you, wearing a floor-length dress with a slit on the right side. The dress you're wearing is accentuating your curves, hugging your body in all the right places and the bust area must be tight because it’s showing a bit of your cleavage.

Draken always thinks you’re beautiful but now he's at a loss for words because of how gorgeous you look. He’s never gonna get tired of seeing you all dolled up. It does something inside him.

“Fuck me,” he breathed out which made you laugh.

“Later,” you wink as you take a step closer to him.

After seeing you in front of him, Draken stood up from his seat. Then he shamelessly raked his eyes up and down of your body, not minding that you can see him blatantly checking you out.

“Damn, bunny,” Draken groans, hand reaching over to your waist so he can pull you closer to him. “Just wanna remind you that it would be impossible for me to keep my hands off of you tonight because you absolutely look hot as fuck.”

“That’s fine,” you giggled, “We’re pretending to be dating after all so that’s alright.”

“Good,” Draken’s gaze landed on your chest. “Nice tits, by the way,” he boyishly smiled at you.

“Oh my god,” you shake your head, turning around so you can start walking out of the house. “Let’s just go.”

And Draken’s behind you, laughing as he added, “Love your ass as well, bun.”

“Shut up!”

It didn’t take long for the two of you to reach the place where the gala will be held. It has been a few minutes left after the two of you have arrived but you’re still inside the car because Draken can’t stop fussing about his necktie.

“Just take it off if you’re not comfortable wearing one,” you said, watching in amusement because you’ve never seen this side of him.

“Will it be okay, though? I mean, I know that most of the time I don’t really give a fuck about anything but I don’t want to taint your name or anything so I want to be presentable.”

You laugh. “It’s fine, Ken. Not wearing a tie won’t drag my name through the mud so you’re good. Just remove it.”

“Fine.”

Draken removes the tie he’s wearing and a sigh of relief went out of his lips after doing so. He also unbuttoned a few buttons on the shirt he’s wearing underneath the coat. After that, he turned around to look at you, the tense air surrounding him earlier completely disappeared.

“This okay?”

“You look good so don’t worry.”

He snorted. “Who said I was worried? Come on, let’s go.”

After getting out of the car, the two of you — with you leading Draken — started walking to the entrance of the place.

“You ready?”

Upon entering, Draken’s eyes wandered around the place and he recognized some of the people in the area considering these are the same businessmen and women that he sees in the news.

“Alright. Here we go,” you muttered beside him.

Draken felt you linking your arm with his as you started guiding him to where the two of you should head over. He can’t miss the curious stares that the people are throwing at the two of you.

Draken wants to scoff because some of them are looking at him with disgust. Probably because of his choice of hairstyle. And most of all, it’s probably because of the big tattoo inked in his shaven head.

“Y/N!”

A cheerful voice called out your name. You stop in your tracks which made him stop as well. When Draken looks up, he sees that a girl is approaching you.

With an uninterested gaze, he roams his eyes around, looking for where the bar is located.

“Hi, Yumi!” he heard you greeting the girl.

“It’s nice to see you here! You look stunning! We didn’t see you at Shota’s birthday party.”

“Mhm… Oh, yeah! Shota’s party was held last Sunday, right? Sorry, I didn’t get to attend! I was busy doing something that day so,” you sheepishly smiled.

Draken racked his mind to think of what you could possibly be doing on a Sunday night because it’s usually your rest day then he remembered that you were at his apartment that day, legs thrown over his shoulder as he lapped at your cunt like it’s his last meal.

A smirk appeared on his face. What a nice night, indeed.

“Oh, that’s fine! At least you’re not missing this gala! By the way…” the girl trailed off. “Who is the guy beside you?”

Upon her inquiry, Draken’s gaze lands on the girl’s face and he can’t miss the way her eyes widened, lips parting a bit as she became flustered.

“This is my boyfriend. His name is Ken.”

“‘Sup,” he said in his low voice, offering the girl a short nod as an acknowledgment.

“U-uh,” the girl stammered, “B-boyfriend?” her stares are laced with panic as she trailed it back to you standing beside him, “I didn’t know you have a boyfriend… And I thought you’re dating Kento?”

“Ah!” you awkwardly laugh, “We’re not dating! It’s Ken I’m dating actually. We’ve been going out for a while,” you smiled at her.

“O-oh…” her gaze landed back on Draken and Draken can see how her eyes widened once again after meeting his gaze. “U-um…” she cleared her throat.

“That’s nice! Well, I should get going! It’s nice to see you again, Y/N! Enjoy the party!”

Yumi turns her heels around to walk away from the two of you. When she’s finally out of sight, Draken puts an arm around your waist so he can lead the two of you where the bar is located.

He’s been dying to have alcohol inside his body if he’s going to endure this gala.

“What’s with the sudden information bomb, bun?” Draken asked after recalling how you practically spewed all those lies one by one.

“Yumi’s a talker. There are probably showbiz reporters in here that are waiting for a scoop so to spread around the word immediately, Yumi will be our way,” you shrugs.

After reaching the bar, you grab a flute of champagne and Draken does too. A satisfied sigh left Draken’s lips after emptying the liquid inside the flute.

“Yumi likes you.”

“Mhm?”

Draken stares up at you, putting the flute down so he can put an arm around your waist again. Pulling you closer to him, he places his nose in your hair, inhaling your scent.

“She got flustered after meeting you. That’s an indication that she’s interested in someone.”

“Yeah?” he croaked out, staring down at you.

You nodded your head at him.

“What? Don’t tell me you’re gonna play cupid on me now?” Draken lifts his eyebrow. “I hate to break it to you, sweet cheeks, but the only rich girl I can tolerate is you.”

A laugh escapes your lips as you shake your head at him. “I’m not going to! I just told you what I noticed.”

“I really don’t care so,” he shrugs.

“Oh, Y/N!”

An unfamiliar voice broke the conversation.

“Ah, shit…” Draken muttered under his breath. “Here we go...”

You only laugh at him then you turn around so you can talk to the person who called your name.

For the past hour, that’s the situation that’s currently playing in front of Draken. He already down four flutes of champagne because he doesn't think he can handle the exchange of conversation happening in front of him without the help of liquor.

Not to mention, some of these middle-aged businessmen with their obnoxious wives are staring at him with disdain as they confirm to you if you’re really dating him.

Just to piss some of the conservative and judgmental old women, his hand slid down your ass so he can give it a solid squeeze. A satisfied grin crossed his face after seeing them with pure horror on their faces.

“You’re such an asshole,” you laughed, swatting his hand away.

“What? It’s funny! Admit it,” he smirks at you.

You just shake your head at him.

“So, the gossip is true, huh? You really have a boyfriend.”

Both of you whip your head around to see who suddenly spoke. When Draken cast you a glance, he saw the resigned expression plastered in your face.

Looking back at the man in front, recognition shot him. This man is probably the Kento guy you’re talking about.

“Kento,” you greeted.

“Y/N,” the blonde guy nodded his head at you, “You look lovely as always. Care to introduce me to the man beside you?”

You link your arm with his. Draken’s gaze met the blonde’s.

“Kento, this is my boyfriend Ken,” you motioned towards him.

“It’s nice to meet you, man,” the blonde nods his head at him.

“Likewise,” Draken’s voice is curt when he responded.

“Have you introduced him to your parents, sweetheart?” Kento asked you.

“Um, yeah? Why?” you furrowed your brows.

“And? Did they approve of the relationship?”

The frown in your face deepened, not liking what Kento meant in what he said. He’s clearly belittling Draken just because he’s not part of the social circle that you’re in.

“My father actually likes him very much. They get along well because Ken’s knowledgeable about cars and motorcycles. And my mom absolutely adores him since they bonded over cooking and after he introduces new recipes to her.”

A smirk appeared on Draken’s lips. An arrogant stance overpowering his body as he stares at the blonde in front of him. A sadistic feeling of thrill filled his body after seeing the pissed expression on his face after hearing what you said and after seeing him basically mocking him.

“Well, I hope that he’s taking real care of you. I’m just concerned if he’s giving everything that you deserve considering he’s not within our circle.”

Draken scoffs. “You don’t have to worry about that, man. I’m taking care of my girlfriend’s well-being. Be it making sure that she’s getting enough rest, eating on time, or drinking enough water or making sure that she’s satisfied on how I fuck her just how she likes it so she can cum real nice and hard.”

“Ken!” you’re mortified as you stare at the man beside you. You also unconsciously slap his arm because of the shock that overtakes your body.

“What?” he looks at you. “Am I wrong?”

“Why would you —,” you didn’t even get to finish what you’re saying because of the embarrassment you’re feeling and all you could do is hang your head low to hide how you became flustered.

Draken chuckled. He leans in closer to place a chaste kiss on your temple. Then he looks back at the blonde in front of him. A pleased expression covers his whole face after seeing him being fueled by anger.

That’s what you get for being an asshole, he thinks.

“But hey, thanks for the concern, man! Don’t worry, her family and I are getting along well and my girlfriend’s doing well. Now, if you’ll excuse us, I’d like to dance with her.”

With a mocking pat on Kento's shoulder, Draken tugs you along to the dance floor.

When the two of you are finally away from him, Draken holds your arms so he can make you face him. After doing so, he places your arms around his neck then his arms find solace in your waist.

Gently swaying along to the song, Draken tried to catch your gaze but you’re persistent to look away which made him laugh.

Pulling you closer to him, his hand finds the back of your head then he places it in his chest.

“Why are you even embarrassed, bun? Don’t worry, he’s a big boy he can handle a few explicit words,” a mischievous peal of laughter escapes his lips.

“I was just shocked, ‘s all. I didn’t even know you can say those words out loud,” you mumbled in his chest, arms going down so you can hug his waist instead.

“Mhm,” he hums, “I got pissed. That blonde is too high off his horse so I decided to drag him down. But anyway, thank you for standing up for me. That’s really nice of you.”

“Of course, I’ll stand up for you,” you stared up at him. “He’s literally belittling you in front of me and that’s already enough to make me angry.”

“Cute,” he chuckled, kissing the tip of your nose. “I was about to say something but then you said those words. Really appreciated that.”

“And besides, it’s true anyway. My parents adore you, Ken. And just because you’re not from our circle doesn’t mean they’ll not like you.”

Draken gives you a soft smile. “So, this is the price I have to pay if I’m going to date you, huh?”

“W-what…?”

“If I ever ask you out and if you ever agree to go out with me, I have to endure the beauty of being judged because I’m not rich like you,” Draken playfully scrunches his nose, “I think I can handle it, don’t you think?”

You can’t properly comprehend what he’s saying and the both of you have long stopped dancing after what he said. With surprised eyes, you’re gaping at the tall man in front of you.

“Date…? Going out…? Uh — what do you mean?”

Draken licks his lips. “Mikey told me something and it made me think, you know? He said that I really need to have a girlfriend and I need to stop pestering you every time I feel horny as fuck because you’re a busy person and all. So, Mikey said why not ask you out, right? Since we already know each other well given that we call each other every time we needed to fuck out the stress we’re feeling and I thought yeah why not, right?”

You’re too stunned to say anything hence why you just stared at him. That is until after you registered the words he said and you can’t help the chuckles spilling from your lips.

“Nice words to get across your points.”

“Hey, I tried,” Draken grinned at you, shrugging his shoulders. “So? Wanna go out on a date with me? I don’t think there’ll be a lot of changes in our relationship if we started dating, maybe aside from the fact that I’ll be part of this side of your world and you’ll be more in-depth in mine but aside from that it’ll pretty much just be the same.”

“You…” you trailed off, eyes staring at him with disbelief, “You really wanna go out on a date with me?”

“Why not? I like you, Y/N. I mean, aside from the great sex that we always have, you’re practically the closest person in my life right now. Hell, you’ve already seen every side of me. I’m already aware of everything about you. If you’re gonna think about it, we’re already practically dating even before, we just really didn’t address it.”

You remained speechless, just still looking at him.

“Also, I got pretty jealous after seeing those lousy bachelors trying to woo you. It just made me realize how selfish I am when it comes to you. I want you to be mine, bunny. If you don’t want to, it’s chill with me. You can also step away from me if you feel uncomfortable around me now, I understand. I just don’t wanna lose my chance, you know?”

A deep sigh fell from your lips.

“I want to date you,” you said.

A wide grin breaks in Draken’s face after hearing what you said. Grabbing your wrist, he pulled your wrist so he could wrap his arms around you.

“Thank fuck,” he breathed out. “Can’t believe I have to be your fake boyfriend first just to realized how much I fucking like you.”

“I’ve always liked you,” you confess, burying your face in his chest, feeling embarrassed because of what you revealed.

You heard Draken chuckling which made you feel your cheeks burning hotter.

“Yeah? Me too. I think even before all this I already like you. For now, let’s finish your gala before we talk about the details of our date.”

“Actually…” you look up at him. “I wanna go home now.”

“You sure, bunny?”

Draken strokes your cheeks.

“Yeah. I-I…” you feel your cheeks getting warmer, “I wanna go home with you,” you whispered.

“Then, we’ll go home,” he smiled at you, gaze softening. “You’re gonna stay at my place?”

“Yes. If that’s okay.”

“More than okay. Just gonna remind you that I don’t think I can stop myself once we’re back at my apartment. I don’t think I’ve ever said it enough but you really look good tonight, sweet cheeks,” the sides of his lips tug upwards, mirth pooling in your eyes.

A laugh fell from your lips. “I don’t mind.”

“Good. Now, let’s go home?”

Draken offered his hand. Intertwining your fingers with his, the two of you started walking out of the place.

hi!! I don’t know if it’s been requested already but could you do the fake boyfriend thing with draken please?? each and every part of these series made my day, thank you for sharing your writing with us!!☺️💖

hiii, thank you so much for patiently waiting! <3 i hope you’ll enjoy this, nonnie! 💕

RYUGUJI KEN “DRAKEN” FT. “CAN YOU PLEASE PRETEND TO BE MY BOYFRIEND FOR A WHILE?”

pairing. post timeskip!draken/f!reader

contains. fake dating au, friends with benefits au, explicit language, rich!reader, post timeskip!draken, the setting is timeskip but draken is still friends with mikey because i want to :<

notes. thank you to everyone who’s been enjoying this mini series (?) so far! i have couple of characters lined up in this trope so make sure to wait for it <3 if you happen to enjoy reading this, please don’t hesitate to reblog! rbs will help me a lot and will be highly appreciated! <3 thank you so much 💗‼️

“Ken!”

Draken stares up from his phone after hearing someone calling out his name. It’s not like he needs any confirmation of who it came from because he can quickly recognize that voice anywhere but because of confusion, he looks up.

“Hm? Y/N? What are you doing here?” he asked, locking his phone and putting it aside to focus his attention on you.

“Ah!” Mikey dramatically sighs. “I thought you’re Mitsuya. Got my hopes up for a second right there,” he pouted.

“Mitsuya?” you raise a brow, “Why? Is there something wrong?”

Nahoya caught your attention by chuckling. As usual, he’s shooting you his infamous wide grin, his eyes turning into crescents as he does so.

“Oh, nothing’s wrong, Y/N! Mitsuya’s the one we asked to buy all the food that we want so Mikey’s been sulking since he's taking so long.”

“Oh… is that so?”

Now that he mentioned it, when you start looking around you see that Draken’s friends are currently hanging out in his apartment right now.

“Y/N.”

The low grumble of voice snatches your attention. Turning your head around, you’re met with Draken’s eyes. He’s lounging on the sofa, manspreading and completely relaxed as he leans on the soft cushion of the sofa.

“What brings you here? I thought we’re supposed to meet the day after tomorrow?” he cocks his head to the side then a smirk plays on his lips, “Don’t tell me you came to see me early because you’re very horny?”

“Jesus,” a new voice speaks up.

Chifuyu and Takemichi entered the apartment. Takemichi’s face is flushed because of what he heard while Chifuyu is shaking his head because of disappointment.

“Filter your words next time, Draken,” Pah-chin laughed.

“I’m actually not here for that so put your dick away,” you dismissively wave your hand at him, biting back at the teasing that he threw at you earlier.

“Guess some other time, then?” Draken grins at you.

“Sure,” you laugh.

“So? What is it? Why are you here?”

You watch how Draken scoots a bit so you can have space where you can sit after he sees you walking towards him. Once you’re finally seated, he shifts in his seat so he can stare at you properly, an arm draped at the armrest of the couch, almost touching your shoulder.

“Be my boyfriend for a while,” you said, voice laced with nothing but seriousness.

“Uh…” he stares at you, “What?”

You heaved out a deep sigh. “I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend for a while.”

“Mhm,” Draken hums, holding his chin, “For what, though?”

“There’s this gala that I need to attend this Friday. Remember the heir of the hotelier that I told you about?”

“Hmm, yeah,” Draken drawled out, his fingers finding your shoulder as he mindlessly traced shapes and figures on it.

“Well, he’s going to be there and I don’t really wanna deal with him since the last time that we’re at the same party together my name got plastered in multiple tabloids while being connected to him because that motherfucker continues to insinuate that we’re dating,” you puff out your cheeks, brows furrowing as you finish what you’re saying.

Draken chuckled, his hand coming up to the side of your face so he can pinch the soft skin.

“You already made a statement that you’re not dating so,” he shrugs his shoulders.

“You don’t understand, Ken,” you groan as you cover your face using your hands while you hear Draken laughing in the background.

Staring up at him, you can feel your frustrations dripping out of you. “He’s really annoying. Won’t stop pestering me just because my parents take a liking to him. As if that’ll magically make me like him as well.”

Draken’s gaze softens as he continues staring at you. “I don’t do parties, sweet cheeks. Especially the fancy ones you’re always attending to. You know, filled with obnoxious, spoiled, rich people.”

“We’re not going to interact much with most of them, don’t worry!”

Draken gives you a funny look. “Bunny, I doubt that. You’re literally the heiress of the largest telecommunication company in the country. There’s no way the people in there won’t come and try to talk to you. Not to mention you’re stringing along a dude with a shaved head with a tattoo inked in it. I’m a hundred percent sure they’ll be curious as fuck.”

Your bottom lip jutted out after hearing his response and Draken can’t help but be amused because of the behavior you’re showing him right now. He reaches his hand over to pinch your pouting lips only for you to swat it away, clearly pissed.

“Ken, please? I promise we’re not gonna stay there for long! I just really need to attend the gala because my parents have a business trip on that day! I’ll be beside you the whole evening, I swear! Just please help me out a bit? Pretend to be my boyfriend for a while so I won’t have my name in another rumor in the tabloids anymore.”

“And you think you’re not going to experience that if you bring me there?” Draken quirks his brow.

“Better to be you than that annoying man,” you scoff

Draken mockingly coos at you. “I never knew you love me this much.”

“Oh, shut up!” you laugh.

“But whatever, fine,” you heard Draken sighing, now his fingers are busy playing with the hem of the top you’re wearing.

“Wait — really?” you stare at him with wide eyes.

“Yeah, really. I’m counting on you in the part where we won’t be bothered a lot in that gala,” he narrowed his gaze at you.

“I promise! Thank you so much for doing this, Ken!” you smiled at him.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. By the way, are you gonna stay long? You can hang out with us.”

“Not tonight. Sorry. I have paperworks I need to sign.”

“Okay, cool. Just text me about the details of the gala.”

You hum as you lean closer to kiss him on the cheek.

“I’ll see you soon, boyfriend,” you winked and Draken just snorted in response.

Friday came quickly. You told Draken that the two of you should arrive at the gala together. That's why he goes to your house first so the both of you can go to the event using your car.

He’s fixing the tie he’s wearing as he waits for you to come down. Draken arrived early and the maid told him that you’re still getting ready. That's why he waited in the living room.

“Wow… you look so good.”

Draken hears the surprised tone laced in your voice.

When he whipped his head around, there he saw you, wearing a floor-length dress with a slit on the right side. The dress you're wearing is accentuating your curves, hugging your body in all the right places and the bust area must be tight because it’s showing a bit of your cleavage.

Draken always thinks you’re beautiful but now he's at a loss for words because of how gorgeous you look. He’s never gonna get tired of seeing you all dolled up. It does something inside him.

“Fuck me,” he breathed out which made you laugh.

“Later,” you wink as you take a step closer to him.

After seeing you in front of him, Draken stood up from his seat. Then he shamelessly raked his eyes up and down of your body, not minding that you can see him blatantly checking you out.

“Damn, bunny,” Draken groans, hand reaching over to your waist so he can pull you closer to him. “Just wanna remind you that it would be impossible for me to keep my hands off of you tonight because you absolutely look hot as fuck.”

“That’s fine,” you giggled, “We’re pretending to be dating after all so that’s alright.”

“Good,” Draken’s gaze landed on your chest. “Nice tits, by the way,” he boyishly smiled at you.

“Oh my god,” you shake your head, turning around so you can start walking out of the house. “Let’s just go.”

And Draken’s behind you, laughing as he added, “Love your ass as well, bun.”

“Shut up!”

It didn’t take long for the two of you to reach the place where the gala will be held. It has been a few minutes left after the two of you have arrived but you’re still inside the car because Draken can’t stop fussing about his necktie.

“Just take it off if you’re not comfortable wearing one,” you said, watching in amusement because you’ve never seen this side of him.

“Will it be okay, though? I mean, I know that most of the time I don’t really give a fuck about anything but I don’t want to taint your name or anything so I want to be presentable.”

You laugh. “It’s fine, Ken. Not wearing a tie won’t drag my name through the mud so you’re good. Just remove it.”

“Fine.”

Draken removes the tie he’s wearing and a sigh of relief went out of his lips after doing so. He also unbuttoned a few buttons on the shirt he’s wearing underneath the coat. After that, he turned around to look at you, the tense air surrounding him earlier completely disappeared.

“This okay?”

“You look good so don’t worry.”

He snorted. “Who said I was worried? Come on, let’s go.”

After getting out of the car, the two of you — with you leading Draken — started walking to the entrance of the place.

“You ready?”

Upon entering, Draken’s eyes wandered around the place and he recognized some of the people in the area considering these are the same businessmen and women that he sees in the news.

“Alright. Here we go,” you muttered beside him.

Draken felt you linking your arm with his as you started guiding him to where the two of you should head over. He can’t miss the curious stares that the people are throwing at the two of you.

Draken wants to scoff because some of them are looking at him with disgust. Probably because of his choice of hairstyle. And most of all, it’s probably because of the big tattoo inked in his shaven head.

“Y/N!”

A cheerful voice called out your name. You stop in your tracks which made him stop as well. When Draken looks up, he sees that a girl is approaching you.

With an uninterested gaze, he roams his eyes around, looking for where the bar is located.

“Hi, Yumi!” he heard you greeting the girl.

“It’s nice to see you here! You look stunning! We didn’t see you at Shota’s birthday party.”

“Mhm… Oh, yeah! Shota’s party was held last Sunday, right? Sorry, I didn’t get to attend! I was busy doing something that day so,” you sheepishly smiled.

Draken racked his mind to think of what you could possibly be doing on a Sunday night because it’s usually your rest day then he remembered that you were at his apartment that day, legs thrown over his shoulder as he lapped at your cunt like it’s his last meal.

A smirk appeared on his face. What a nice night, indeed.

“Oh, that’s fine! At least you’re not missing this gala! By the way…” the girl trailed off. “Who is the guy beside you?”

Upon her inquiry, Draken’s gaze lands on the girl’s face and he can’t miss the way her eyes widened, lips parting a bit as she became flustered.

“This is my boyfriend. His name is Ken.”

“‘Sup,” he said in his low voice, offering the girl a short nod as an acknowledgment.

“U-uh,” the girl stammered, “B-boyfriend?” her stares are laced with panic as she trailed it back to you standing beside him, “I didn’t know you have a boyfriend… And I thought you’re dating Kento?”

“Ah!” you awkwardly laugh, “We’re not dating! It’s Ken I’m dating actually. We’ve been going out for a while,” you smiled at her.

“O-oh…” her gaze landed back on Draken and Draken can see how her eyes widened once again after meeting his gaze. “U-um…” she cleared her throat.

“That’s nice! Well, I should get going! It’s nice to see you again, Y/N! Enjoy the party!”

Yumi turns her heels around to walk away from the two of you. When she’s finally out of sight, Draken puts an arm around your waist so he can lead the two of you where the bar is located.

He’s been dying to have alcohol inside his body if he’s going to endure this gala.

“What’s with the sudden information bomb, bun?” Draken asked after recalling how you practically spewed all those lies one by one.

“Yumi’s a talker. There are probably showbiz reporters in here that are waiting for a scoop so to spread around the word immediately, Yumi will be our way,” you shrugs.

After reaching the bar, you grab a flute of champagne and Draken does too. A satisfied sigh left Draken’s lips after emptying the liquid inside the flute.

“Yumi likes you.”

“Mhm?”

Draken stares up at you, putting the flute down so he can put an arm around your waist again. Pulling you closer to him, he places his nose in your hair, inhaling your scent.

“She got flustered after meeting you. That’s an indication that she’s interested in someone.”

“Yeah?” he croaked out, staring down at you.

You nodded your head at him.

“What? Don’t tell me you’re gonna play cupid on me now?” Draken lifts his eyebrow. “I hate to break it to you, sweet cheeks, but the only rich girl I can tolerate is you.”

A laugh escapes your lips as you shake your head at him. “I’m not going to! I just told you what I noticed.”

“I really don’t care so,” he shrugs.

“Oh, Y/N!”

An unfamiliar voice broke the conversation.

“Ah, shit…” Draken muttered under his breath. “Here we go...”

You only laugh at him then you turn around so you can talk to the person who called your name.

For the past hour, that’s the situation that’s currently playing in front of Draken. He already down four flutes of champagne because he doesn't think he can handle the exchange of conversation happening in front of him without the help of liquor.

Not to mention, some of these middle-aged businessmen with their obnoxious wives are staring at him with disdain as they confirm to you if you’re really dating him.

Just to piss some of the conservative and judgmental old women, his hand slid down your ass so he can give it a solid squeeze. A satisfied grin crossed his face after seeing them with pure horror on their faces.

“You’re such an asshole,” you laughed, swatting his hand away.

“What? It’s funny! Admit it,” he smirks at you.

You just shake your head at him.

“So, the gossip is true, huh? You really have a boyfriend.”

Both of you whip your head around to see who suddenly spoke. When Draken cast you a glance, he saw the resigned expression plastered in your face.

Looking back at the man in front, recognition shot him. This man is probably the Kento guy you’re talking about.

“Kento,” you greeted.

“Y/N,” the blonde guy nodded his head at you, “You look lovely as always. Care to introduce me to the man beside you?”

You link your arm with his. Draken’s gaze met the blonde’s.

“Kento, this is my boyfriend Ken,” you motioned towards him.

“It’s nice to meet you, man,” the blonde nods his head at him.

“Likewise,” Draken’s voice is curt when he responded.

“Have you introduced him to your parents, sweetheart?” Kento asked you.

“Um, yeah? Why?” you furrowed your brows.

“And? Did they approve of the relationship?”

The frown in your face deepened, not liking what Kento meant in what he said. He’s clearly belittling Draken just because he’s not part of the social circle that you’re in.

“My father actually likes him very much. They get along well because Ken’s knowledgeable about cars and motorcycles. And my mom absolutely adores him since they bonded over cooking and after he introduces new recipes to her.”

A smirk appeared on Draken’s lips. An arrogant stance overpowering his body as he stares at the blonde in front of him. A sadistic feeling of thrill filled his body after seeing the pissed expression on his face after hearing what you said and after seeing him basically mocking him.

“Well, I hope that he’s taking real care of you. I’m just concerned if he’s giving everything that you deserve considering he’s not within our circle.”

Draken scoffs. “You don’t have to worry about that, man. I’m taking care of my girlfriend’s well-being. Be it making sure that she’s getting enough rest, eating on time, or drinking enough water or making sure that she’s satisfied on how I fuck her just how she likes it so she can cum real nice and hard.”

“Ken!” you’re mortified as you stare at the man beside you. You also unconsciously slap his arm because of the shock that overtakes your body.

“What?” he looks at you. “Am I wrong?”

“Why would you —,” you didn’t even get to finish what you’re saying because of the embarrassment you’re feeling and all you could do is hang your head low to hide how you became flustered.

Draken chuckled. He leans in closer to place a chaste kiss on your temple. Then he looks back at the blonde in front of him. A pleased expression covers his whole face after seeing him being fueled by anger.

That’s what you get for being an asshole, he thinks.

“But hey, thanks for the concern, man! Don’t worry, her family and I are getting along well and my girlfriend’s doing well. Now, if you’ll excuse us, I’d like to dance with her.”

With a mocking pat on Kento's shoulder, Draken tugs you along to the dance floor.

When the two of you are finally away from him, Draken holds your arms so he can make you face him. After doing so, he places your arms around his neck then his arms find solace in your waist.

Gently swaying along to the song, Draken tried to catch your gaze but you’re persistent to look away which made him laugh.

Pulling you closer to him, his hand finds the back of your head then he places it in his chest.

“Why are you even embarrassed, bun? Don’t worry, he’s a big boy he can handle a few explicit words,” a mischievous peal of laughter escapes his lips.

“I was just shocked, ‘s all. I didn’t even know you can say those words out loud,” you mumbled in his chest, arms going down so you can hug his waist instead.

“Mhm,” he hums, “I got pissed. That blonde is too high off his horse so I decided to drag him down. But anyway, thank you for standing up for me. That’s really nice of you.”

“Of course, I’ll stand up for you,” you stared up at him. “He’s literally belittling you in front of me and that’s already enough to make me angry.”

“Cute,” he chuckled, kissing the tip of your nose. “I was about to say something but then you said those words. Really appreciated that.”

“And besides, it’s true anyway. My parents adore you, Ken. And just because you’re not from our circle doesn’t mean they’ll not like you.”

Draken gives you a soft smile. “So, this is the price I have to pay if I’m going to date you, huh?”

“W-what…?”

“If I ever ask you out and if you ever agree to go out with me, I have to endure the beauty of being judged because I’m not rich like you,” Draken playfully scrunches his nose, “I think I can handle it, don’t you think?”

You can’t properly comprehend what he’s saying and the both of you have long stopped dancing after what he said. With surprised eyes, you’re gaping at the tall man in front of you.

“Date…? Going out…? Uh — what do you mean?”

Draken licks his lips. “Mikey told me something and it made me think, you know? He said that I really need to have a girlfriend and I need to stop pestering you every time I feel horny as fuck because you’re a busy person and all. So, Mikey said why not ask you out, right? Since we already know each other well given that we call each other every time we needed to fuck out the stress we’re feeling and I thought yeah why not, right?”

You’re too stunned to say anything hence why you just stared at him. That is until after you registered the words he said and you can’t help the chuckles spilling from your lips.

“Nice words to get across your points.”

“Hey, I tried,” Draken grinned at you, shrugging his shoulders. “So? Wanna go out on a date with me? I don’t think there’ll be a lot of changes in our relationship if we started dating, maybe aside from the fact that I’ll be part of this side of your world and you’ll be more in-depth in mine but aside from that it’ll pretty much just be the same.”

“You…” you trailed off, eyes staring at him with disbelief, “You really wanna go out on a date with me?”

“Why not? I like you, Y/N. I mean, aside from the great sex that we always have, you’re practically the closest person in my life right now. Hell, you’ve already seen every side of me. I’m already aware of everything about you. If you’re gonna think about it, we’re already practically dating even before, we just really didn’t address it.”

You remained speechless, just still looking at him.

“Also, I got pretty jealous after seeing those lousy bachelors trying to woo you. It just made me realize how selfish I am when it comes to you. I want you to be mine, bunny. If you don’t want to, it’s chill with me. You can also step away from me if you feel uncomfortable around me now, I understand. I just don’t wanna lose my chance, you know?”

A deep sigh fell from your lips.

“I want to date you,” you said.

A wide grin breaks in Draken’s face after hearing what you said. Grabbing your wrist, he pulled your wrist so he could wrap his arms around you.

“Thank fuck,” he breathed out. “Can’t believe I have to be your fake boyfriend first just to realized how much I fucking like you.”

“I’ve always liked you,” you confess, burying your face in his chest, feeling embarrassed because of what you revealed.

You heard Draken chuckling which made you feel your cheeks burning hotter.

“Yeah? Me too. I think even before all this I already like you. For now, let’s finish your gala before we talk about the details of our date.”

“Actually…” you look up at him. “I wanna go home now.”

“You sure, bunny?”

Draken strokes your cheeks.

“Yeah. I-I…” you feel your cheeks getting warmer, “I wanna go home with you,” you whispered.

“Then, we’ll go home,” he smiled at you, gaze softening. “You’re gonna stay at my place?”

“Yes. If that’s okay.”

“More than okay. Just gonna remind you that I don’t think I can stop myself once we’re back at my apartment. I don’t think I’ve ever said it enough but you really look good tonight, sweet cheeks,” the sides of his lips tug upwards, mirth pooling in your eyes.

A laugh fell from your lips. “I don’t mind.”

“Good. Now, let’s go home?”

Draken offered his hand. Intertwining your fingers with his, the two of you started walking out of the place.

[03:08] walking home with ryuguji ken

warnings none

other timestamps

it's cold, like, fucking cold. and your ass is about to fall off, who the hell let you wear such thin clothing in winter time because it sure as hell wasn't you (yes it was).

it's nearing four in the afternoon but the sky is already dimming followed up by the most blistering weather you feel you've ever experienced in the entire universe.

"holy shit it's so cold how could you just wait outside for me?" your words are let out as a shiver when you approach your good friend, draken, standing outside of your school, with his hands buried in his pockets.

"i don't mind waiting, the weather isn't horrible." you knew he was lying, you could see the goosebumps arise on his forearms and chose to ignore it, maybe to save the spat that would follow up if you'd chosen to bring it up.

"well then, thank you draken my dear, shall we get going?" despite your lips beginning to chap from the merciless temperatures of january, you're plastering a bright smile onto your face and maybe it'll warm up the muscles.

but before you continue to walk, a weight on your shoulders is placed, and you turn around to notice that draken's placed his coat on top of your uniform.

"so you won't be cold." you're bewildered and he only gives you a sheepish smile before walking on. what are you supposed to do when your crush gives you his coat, what does it mean?

it's a peaceful walk and there's nothing more to it, only comfortable silence flowing through the atmosphere, and you're basking in it. walking home with draken is your favourite time of day, it was the only time you could have him to yourself, even if it was for twenty minutes.

but today, home felt like an hour away, and it's probably because draken's stopped walking behind you, and is underneath the climbing net at the park, staring at his feet.

"draken, you've been so weird the entire day, what's wrong?" you're walking back to him and look up at his pondering expression.

"fuck it." he mutters. "i like you."

it's an awkwardly, painfully, loud silence. not even the wind from the mean weather is helping and draken sighs dejectedly.

"sorry, i shouldn't have-" and you jump into his arms, suffocating him in an expression of your reciprocation.

"god, i'm so glad you said that, i thought it was one sided." draken sighs in relief, and melts into your hold, smiling.

"i'm just happy you liked me back." he mumbles into the crook of your neck. "why are you holding me so tight, i'll die before we even have our first date."

"you're really warm." you snuggle up to him closer and chuckle as his body is warming up yours. wait. does this mean you have a boyfriend now? "draken. are you my boyfriend?"

he bursts into laughter and looks at your face, with genuine curiosity staring up hopefully into his eyes.

"no, i just wanted to tell you," and it's like he's staring at a puppy whose treats were taken away, "i was kidding, of course i am."

you let go from the hug, and transfer your hands to intertwine, and it just felt so natural. like he was always meant to be in your arms, and it was happiness for a lifetime as you know it.

"i'm going to annoy you more than i already do, you know." you kick a rock towards his direction and he squeezes your hand in reassurance.

"i hope you do." unhappy with his plain reaction, you frown and kick another rock in his way.

"and we have to see each other more and more every day."

"that's good."

"and i can hang out with your friends too."

"no, they'll take away our time together." he stops walking, finally, a worthy reaction. laughing, you back off, and the rest of the journey home was bliss.

"l/n y/n! you're forty minutes late home, where have you been you imbeci- oh, ryuguji kun. thank you for taking y/n home." your mother pinches you as she pulls you back to her side, and you whine annoyingly.

"mom! that really hurt."

draken bows down to a full 90° degree angle, and your eyes widen. you've never seen draken bow down so respectfully before, and little did you know, he did it to impress your parents.

"thank you for letting me take them home. i will head back now. goodbye y/n." your mother coos, as if draken was her child and not you.

"bye draken!" you wave him off until you couldn't see his silhouette walking down the street of your neighbourhood.

"ryuguji is a very nice boy, you should date him."

a/n: very quick brainrot !!

[03:08] walking home with ryuguji ken

warnings none

it's cold, like, fucking cold. and your ass is about to fall off, who the hell let you wear such thin clothing in winter time because it sure as hell wasn't you (yes it was).

it's nearing four in the afternoon but the sky is already dimming followed up by the most blistering weather you feel you've ever experienced in the entire universe.

"holy shit it's so cold how could you just wait outside for me?" your words are let out as a shiver when you approach your good friend, draken, standing outside of your school, with his hands buried in his pockets.

"i don't mind waiting, the weather isn't horrible." you knew he was lying, you could see the goosebumps arise on his forearms and chose to ignore it, maybe to save the spat that would follow up if you'd chosen to bring it up.

"well then, thank you draken my dear, shall we get going?" despite your lips beginning to chap from the merciless temperatures of january, you're plastering a bright smile onto your face and maybe it'll warm up the muscles.

but before you continue to walk, a weight on your shoulders is placed, and you turn around to notice that draken's placed his coat on top of your uniform.

"so you won't be cold." you're bewildered and he only gives you a sheepish smile before walking on. what are you supposed to do when your crush gives you his coat, what does it mean?

it's a peaceful walk and there's nothing more to it, only comfortable silence flowing through the atmosphere, and you're basking in it. walking home with draken is your favourite time of day, it was the only time you could have him to yourself, even if it was for twenty minutes.

but today, home felt like an hour away, and it's probably because draken's stopped walking behind you, and is underneath the climbing net at the park, staring at his feet.

"draken, you've been so weird the entire day, what's wrong?" you're walking back to him and look up at his pondering expression.

"fuck it." he mutters. "i like you."

it's an awkwardly, painfully, loud silence. not even the wind from the mean weather is helping and draken sighs dejectedly.

"sorry, i shouldn't have-" and you jump into his arms, suffocating him in an expression of your reciprocation.

"god, i'm so glad you said that, i thought it was one sided." draken sighs in relief, and melts into your hold, smiling.

"i'm just happy you liked me back." he mumbles into the crook of your neck. "why are you holding me so tight, i'll die before we even have our first date."

"you're really warm." you snuggle up to him closer and chuckle as his body is warming up yours. wait. does this mean you have a boyfriend now? "draken. are you my boyfriend?"

he bursts into laughter and looks at your face, with genuine curiosity staring up hopefully into his eyes.

"no, i just wanted to tell you," and it's like he's staring at a puppy whose treats were taken away, "i was kidding, of course i am."

you let go from the hug, and transfer your hands to intertwine, and it just felt so natural. like he was always meant to be in your arms, and it was happiness for a lifetime as you know it.

"i'm going to annoy you more than i already do, you know." you kick a rock towards his direction and he squeezes your hand in reassurance.

"i hope you do." unhappy with his plain reaction, you frown and kick another rock in his way.

"and we have to see each other more and more every day."

"that's good."

"and i can hang out with your friends too."

"no, they'll take away our time together." he stops walking, finally, a worthy reaction. laughing, you back off, and the rest of the journey home was bliss.

"l/n y/n! you're forty minutes late home, where have you been you imbeci- oh, ryuguji kun. thank you for taking y/n home." your mother pinches you as she pulls you back to her side, and you whine annoyingly.

"mom! that really hurt."

draken bows down to a full 90° degree angle, and your eyes widen. you've never seen draken bow down so respectfully before, and little did you know, he did it to impress your parents.

"thank you for letting me take them home. i will head back now. goodbye y/n." your mother coos, as if draken was her child and not you.

"bye draken!" you wave him off until you couldn't see his silhouette walking down the street of your neighbourhood.

"ryuguji is a very nice boy, you should date him."

a/n: very quick brainrot !!

cw: dom/sub dynamics, kind of mean draken, fleshlights, spanking, degradation, spit. lots of it. not sry.

draken having to come up with new ideas to punish you because you’re enjoying yourself far too much. and yeah, he won’t lie, he does enjoy putting you in your place. but you’ve taken it too far this time. hands all over inui while you were waiting for him to finish closing up shop. acting all stoic, and blank faced. you’ve made your bed, now it’s time to lay in it.

The silence leaves your heart racing. He was never a very talkative person, always preferred to listen to your rambling. But when you’re in the car prattling on about your day like usual, and you’re only met with hums of acknowledgement and grunts in agreement— you know you’ve pushed him too far. The lack of warmth on your thigh where his hands usually rests leaves your stomach in knots, fingers twiddling anxiously as you pull into the driveway of your shared home.

“Ken—

“Bedroom. You know how I want you laid out for me. Be good, don’t make this harder on yourself.”

You open the door yourself (another sign that he was really angry this time. he always opened your doors for you) quickly walking inside. You shed your clothes once you enter your room, plopping your pillow onto the floor before resting there on your knees. You perk up once he enters the room, eyes wide as he takes you in. He glances over you, but is quick to move into the closet. Your breath hitches at the lack of acknowledgment. When he enters the room again he’s clad only in sweats, tossing items onto the bed before standing in front of you. Your core heats at the intimidation. He was always so big, but he seemed even larger like this. Standing at his full height while you’re kneeled before him.

“Open,” he commands, hands resting on his hips. You do as told, tongue falling out as you present yourself to him. A harsh glob of spit is lodged into your tongue, so harsh that some of it spreads to your cheeks. He holds your jaw lightly, squeezing. “Swallow.” You do so quickly, opening your mouth again to show him. “Good. So you haven’t forgotten all of your manners.”

“Ken—

He squeezes your cheeks roughly a harsh spat filling the room as he spits onto your face. The hand on your jaw is quick to move, spreading it across your. “What the fuck is my name?” he asks harshly. “Daddy,” you whimper, “daddy ‘m sorry.” He tsks at your words, hand dropping. You whine at the lack of contact. “On the bed. Hands and knees.” You scramble to your feet, laying on the bed and arching your back the way he likes.

The bed dips as he joins you, big hands gripping your waist. There’s shuffling behind you as he sheds his bottoms. Your heart races. You trusted him with your life, but the thought of taking him unprepped had a pit of anxiety filling you. “Ken, wait. I can’t—

You’re cut off by a harsh slap to your ass, hissing at the contact. “What are your rules?” he asks. “Don’t speak unless spoken too,” you mumble. “Good,” he says, rubbing the reddened area, “what are your safewords?” You wiggle your hips, gnawing at your cheek. “Red. Or two taps to your leg if I can’t talk and four snaps if I can’t touch you.” He presses a kiss to your spine, hands rubbing up your sides. “Spread your legs,” he demands. He must sense your nerves, hand at the back of your neck turning you to face him. “Do you trust me?” he asks. “Yes, daddy,” you say quickly. “Good. Then spread your legs for me.” You do as you’re told, back dipping deeper as you spread yourself for him. There’s more movement behind you, a gasp escaping you when his tip runs through your wet folds. You whimper at the movements, hips bucking at the stimulation. He presses his tip teasingly against your entrance before pulling back.

A cool object is placed between your thighs, legs pulled together to close around it. A harsh spit is heard. A deep groan falling from his lips. His hips flush to your back. “Fuck, baby,” he moans, “feel so good.” Your breath hitches in your throat, head rearing back to look at him. Your body moves forward as his hips snap into the toy placed between your thighs, hands gripping your hips. “No,” you whimper, “daddy please. I’m sorry, daddy. Please, I’ll be good.” He smirks at you, hips picking up their pace. “You’ll take what I give you,” he growls, “behave, and maybe I’ll think about letting you cum.” Whines and cries fall from your lips, pushing back against him in hopes of the toy brushing against your neglected heat.

“Feel so good,” he moans, “so good for me. Squeezin me so tight.” Tears fall down your face, cheeks heating. The ache of hearing the praise fall to the cheap toy rather than you as he openly neglects where you need him most leaves you leaking. “So fuckin’ good,” he says, “gonna make me cum. Want me to cum in it?” he asks with a snarl. “No!” you whimper. He pauses his movements, pulling the toy from between your legs to turn you onto your back. “Aww,” he says with a faux pout, “what happened to all of that attitude, huh? Is my good girl finally back?” You whimper, nodding desperately as you reach for him. “Want me to cum in you?” he asks, brushing a stray tear from your cheek. “Please daddy,” you say meekly, leaning into his touch.

“Okay, sweet girl,” he says. You keen at the pet name, nearly vibrating from the attention he’s directing at you. Your brows furrow in confusion when he enters you, stopping once his tip has breached your tight heat. “You gonna take what I give you?” You nod, but are quickly corrected by the harsh slap against your thigh. “Yes, daddy.” He mutters a small “Good,” before his hand wraps around the rest of him fisting his cock against you. You squirm, hoping to push him deeper into you. You dare not whine— protest lost in your throat in fear of him bringing the toy back out. “Need to remind you who you belong to,” he mutters, hand quickening it’s pace, “who’s pussy this is.” Groans fall from his lips as his high washes over him, hips bucking lightly into you as he pumps you full. “Who do you belong to?” he asks, softening cock still resting in you. “You, daddy. I belong to you.”

“Good girl.”

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'ｌｏｎｅｌｉｎｅｓｓ ｉｎｄｕｃｔｉｏｎ '

‘they induce mental trauma into their love interest’s head in order to push them away from others. they make themselves out to be their love interest’s best option, making the love interest believe that all the others will betray them and that the yandere is the only one who can be trusted, but they actually just want to isolate their love interest. they destroy relationships and ruin families to get their love interest as isolated and vulnerable as possible.’

“trust in me… you trust in me, y/n… right?” mikey’s dark orb fixated on your face, seeking out your reply. little nod. he smiled. “that’s my girl.. i just want what’s best for you..” you push your face in his firm chest, the cloth of his shirt sticking to your face thanks to your fresh tears, smudged across your face.

“the word’s cruel, darlin’… and i’m the only one, who wants your well-being..” mikey cooed, his palm glided across your -compared to his- small back over and over again.

in his point of view, he had to cut you away from everything that isn’t him and everything that could make you leave him. to accomplish this nothing was too much, no money and no time mattered. only you. he would rather die, than paint his hands with the crimson fluid and you knew about this. we all know how much power and influence he held at his service, and so it was piece of cake to get done easily anything, without him getting involved. minions were perfect to do the work for him. take someone’s life and then have your dear father take the case? crashing down your family into pieces? they did it for mikey within a whistle. you’ve drifted away from one friend after another. they were bad people, the news and rumors about them was unstoppable. it left you shocked, they would never do this.. right?

it felt like he was all you had, no family, no friend.. you changed they changed for the bad. and mikey was the one who brought spotlight to it. his being was better than anything, the way he cared about you… made you forget about his manipulation.

but mikey never failed you, he was the one. always. just stay still and look as pretty and vulnerable as you can so he can save you from those filthy people you call your ‘relatives’, it would be such a damn shame you getting involved with them.

‘he’s bad’ they say. ‘he’s manipulating you’. liars. mikey wouldn’t do that. you are so grateful for him in your life. he’s like a guiding light, day after day, he’s the only person in your life you trust to the end and back.

as you hug your one, face buried in the crook of his neck seeking out safety, his lips slightly curve into smile. he holds your body against his. “i’ll always be here.. pretty girl...”

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ 🇰​​🇪​​🇳​. [​🇩​​🇷​​🇦​​🇰​​🇪​​🇳​] 𓆩❤︎𓆪

'ｔｒａｉｎｉｎｇ '

‘they will punish and torture their love interest if they think they did something they shouldn’t or when they don’t act like wanted to give them a lesson. these yanderes use methods that are usually pretty morbid and painful, some could even leave permanent damage to the love interest. they will then “reward” the love interest when they finally do something wanted of them.’

he takes ahold of your chin, pressing a quick smooch on your skin.

“i’m so, so, so proud of you, love..” he leaves those soothing words hanging in the air. draken took special care to praise you for every little gesture that brought him joy in your behavior. it filled his heart with pure loving, knowing you were so obedient and faithful. it took him so damned long time and so much effort to form you this way. dealing with you was hard at first, the way you would make the typical teenager and draken would be the worrying mom.

he wasn't afraid to punish. punishment meant new lesson for you and like that, slowly and steadily you grew into what you are now. a dog. a respectful and respected human being. they looked at you, they thought you are weird. they thought he's weird. oh how much they were wrong, he did everything for your sake. it was painful, but it served your progression. bruises covered your neck, down to your ankles. others weren't allowed to see it. those bruises were only for his eyes, it was like trophies. he knew he had forged you into what you are now, and it made him proud.

even so, he wasn't cruel. rewards was also something he loved giving to you and did with so much happiness. you meant the literal word for him, he would do everything that he's capable of, now listen to him and everything will be so happy around you and not a single problem in your life will be left. the fantasy of leaving him got pushed out of your mind at the very beginning. it's a topic you don't want to bring up again, for your sake. blaming others for laying a hand on you? the best solution would be to train you to avoid contact with everyone but him. this way, he doesn't have to hurt them and the 'losing you' thought would be solved too. everyone's happy!

draken kisses your lips softly. you loved this side, when all he did was praising you for your good work. you learned with time that obeying is so much effective, than resisting. resting in his strong embrace, forgetting everything and everyone that isn't him was the best decision.

​⋆⭒˚｡⋆ 🇹​​🇦​​🇰​​🇦​​🇸​​🇭​​🇮​. 𓆩❤︎𓆪

'ｐｒｏｔｅｃｔｉｖｅ '

‘they see everything and everyone as a threat for the love interest. they will use extreme methods to get rid of other “dangerous” people permanently, and even punish and torture them for the harm they did to the love interest, even if they didn’t really do all that much. feeling that the love interest is fragile, pure or vulnerable, and that everyone else can taint or hurt them, the yanderes finally decide to take care of it themselves and protect the love interest, getting rid of all “bad people” near them for the sake of their love interest and at any cost.’

the doors clicking sound could be heard only in the night’s darkness. it was 2:05am, -you glanced at the clock- blankets were all over your body, that was the only thing keeping you warm by the lack of his body next to yours. small steps echoed in the house, it was him. he finally arrived home. you exhaled a long breath of relief.

while you tried to find peace in your mind to get at least a blink of sleep, takashi furiously and hastily dragged out the contents of the black bag, dropped over his shoulder. drenched white shirt landed on the bathroom floor along with a few metal stool. how he had to take matters into his own hand, made him go nuts, what a nuisance to take care of, instead of being next to you on the soft sheets, having heartfelt conversations and talking all night long, his body perfectly fitting with yours in his arms. his lavender locks tangling into yours, his chest softly rising up and down under you head.

you just waited patiently for takashi all day and night, to return back from his work and finally be with you. and so you did now too, eyes now got used to the dark, staring at the door, counting the seconds and minutes till he steps inside.

hand stinging through the gloves from the bleach, slowly burning holes in the fabric and scratching the very skin. eyebrows furrowed at first in concentration, now from pain. he squeezed the remaining water out of the cloth. hopeless. better get rid of it all tomorrow morning, before you get any hint of what could have happened. the lilac tip of his hair now red, rosy cheeks now bloodstained. dragging his tired legs over to a quick shower. the dried fluid now snaking its way down the drain, a grunt falls from his chapped lips. a few minutes after, stopping the tap, he steps out of the shower. he feels new and fresh, the metallic smell now completely gone.

by 2:54am he happily climbs beside you in gray sweatpants, the hem of it sitting lowly at his waist, shoving his v-line. you immediately rolled over to face him, steam still covering his whole, without a thought of where had he been, with a delighted smile, you place your head to his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. strong fingers curling the strands of your hair, drifting off to sleep. he humms deeply. this was what he wanted to protect at all cost.

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ ​🇨​​🇭​​🇮​​🇫​​🇺​​🇾​​🇺​.​ 𓆩❤︎𓆪

' ｄｅｐｅｎｄｅｎｃｅ'

‘wishing for their love interest to be able to know that they make a difference in the lives of their dependence yandere partner/spouse, they seek to be vulnerable around their love interest by depending on them. this can range from stupidly simple things, like constantly dropping or forgetting something, behaving like an idiot — often times subconsciously so, to claiming that they’d die without their love interest (although that’s obviously false)..’

‘she won’t leave me… she won’t leave me.. she won’t leave me.. she won’t-’ the words echoed in chifuyu’s head, like a broken record. his orbs staring into the void,- sitting on the edge of the bed, knuckles white from the way he gripped the sheets next to him.

“chifuyu!” you exclaimed, entering the room. as if all the life came back to his soul, he shot up his head to turn his attention towards you.

"my sunshine..” the boy muttered. he didn’t realize the moment he felt your presence next to his body. warm fingers grazed the line of his face. somehow he seemed ever so sad, just like on other days, when you weren’t in his company. those moments were suffocating for chifuyu. without your loving and caring soul, heart and body, his life felt empty and pointless. it was a hassle to get you in his possession, now he has to make sure to keep you. he can’t lose you. he has to keep you beside him. the constant fear of losing you would never leave his mind free, the uncontrollable clinging to you has turned into madness and so the self-pitying had started.

his voice dropped to a raspy tone. “i…” breathing out, chifuyu intentionally turns his head away from your gaze. with your palm, you made him facing you. “i.. don’t want to lose you..” green eyes filled with forged sorrow, you wrap your gentle arms around his neck, pulling him closer to your chest in a comforting manner. in his sitting position and how you stand in front of him, between his legs, he closes them, trapping you in. you ignore it, placing your chin on top of his head. now his lips has curled into a grin from ear to ear. he runs his arms around your waist, you don’t struggle in his clasp. it seems so welcoming to you, as if he’s manipulating your mind and body, you feel attached to him-but not as much as he is to you.- you have to take care of him, not in a child-like way. he craved your love, he was so sweet, you just couldn't deny it from him.

you never saw harm in him, he wouldn’t be able to hurt anybody, and especially not you. he makes the perfect boyfriend and significant other in your eyes. -and that’s exactly he want you to think.- chifuyu is fragile without you, do NOT even think about leaving or breaking up. and if you do, to your regret the anguish, bitterness and agony will swallow you up whole. he will make sure it does.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈 ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸ, ᵐᵒᵈⁱᶠʸ ᵒʳ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ!