Sunrise Till Sundown [KazuZana]

Sunrise till sundown [KazuZana]

~a kakuzana oneshot~

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Tw: pet names, worship, big dick zana, sub izana, dom kakucho, SMUT, little fluff at the end, bxb, and ofc kakuzana

Pairings: Hitto Kakucho ; Kurokawa Izana

WC :> 1,189

Enjoy

Waking up with his panties wet and his dick hard first thing in the morning was definitely NOT on Izana's to-do list. But procrastinating about it and praying to lord heaven above was definitely added. The amount of times this had happened makes even the almighty father pity him.

Poking it? Tried already. Teasing it? Useless waste of time. Jerking off? The amount of failed attempts are crazy! Getting someone to help? All the women back off after talking big! All bark no bite smh.

Whimpering harmonies and moaning melodies left the plush lips of the tan male. Clutching his 7 inch dick and letting out small teardrops of pain. Having experienced this torture already, yet he wasn't ready for the rodeo to go down once again.

Laying back down on the bed, izana shook off the soft blanket and his lacey cherry-coloured panties, and left his coke can dick standing straight up. Eyes slightly swollen from the tears, but it's nothing new to the man. Looking out, Across the morning, he could see the streets of Yokohama come alive, sounds of the moter of bikes reving surounded him and the loud sound of cars honking. But he couldn't care less, it was just white noise to Izana, who just wanted to get his dick soft again.

The sound of the wooden door of his bedroom creaking made the gang leader choke.

"DON-"

"Hey Izana there aren't any meetings today! Do you want to go get some ice....... Cre...am...."

Kakucho, Izana's most trusted servant (best friend), his childhood homie, the person that knew Izana almost better than Izana himself, was gaping like a fish, eyes wide, mouth open and everything.

Kakucho couldn't comprehend the shock, of seeing his best buddy's snow white hair dishevelled, face teary with glossy eyes and wobbly lips, shirtless pecs and stomach on display, toned legs covered in slick sweat spread out in a perfect V-shape, tensing and loosening at an uneven pace or the fact that izana, undoubtedly one of the strongest gang leaders in Japan, wears panties the same colour as cherry blossoms in spring.

"Kaku-" Izana gasped, hands quickly coming to cover his erect dick

"Does it hurt?"

"What?" Izana was confused, shouldn't Kakucho be embarrassed? Disgusted? Izana's thoughts were overwhelming him and it was obvious as his face had a rose tint that wasn't there before, voice growing ever so shaky and Adams apple shifting in his strained throat.

"Does it hurt? Izana?" The widened eyes of Kakucho relaxed ever so slightly.

Biting his tongue, Izana

"Kaku! It hurts! Please hELP!" Izana broke down, all that anger and frustration that came with his dick not working finally poured out, just like the pre-cum from his cock.

"Hang in there baby" unbuttoning his cotton shirt, kakucho slowly strutted his way to Izana's bed. By the time he got there, he was only in his boxers.

"May i climb on izana?" Although he appeared calm on the outside, his hands were trembling with the thought of touching the majestic man.

"Please! Do whatever kaku~ just help me!" Izana was starting to get bratty, hands smaking the bed softly, and legs spreading wider, and the whines getting even sluttier.

"Patience, My king~" The deep Baritone of Kakucho's voice rumbled as izana's whorish moans intensified.

Veiny and calloused hands wandered around Izana's midsection. Kakucho's large finger found its way to the mushroom tip of Izana's dick. Testing the waters, he moved it in a circular motion, garnering louder moans from the other.

"My my~ who knew that your rough voice could sound so heavenly?" Kakucho chuckled, though, he knew those sounds would forever be etched into his mind, like staples on paper.

Spreading the pre-cum gathered at the top, combined with the sweat from his gnarled palm, kakucho covered the long, grithy, brown cock in his hand, lubing it up and getting it wet enough to not hurt when his scarred hands uo and down. But he concluded that it wasn't enough.

"Spit,baby" Pride? Who? Dignity? Don't know em! Izana threw those out the window the moment Kaku's hand grazed his hard erection. Gathering some saliva, he sat up straight and opened his mouth, spitting into the scarred mans hand.

"Is this enough? Sir?" Batting his long platinum lashes, Izana fell back onto the bed with a soft thud.

That alone was enough for kakucho to get a raging boner,

'but it's Izana's time right now, not yours'

he reminded himself before quickly bringing his wet hand down to the latters dick once again.

"M-more than enough baby~" instead of his words coming out as powerful, it came out as breathy and full of desire. Duel coloured eyes burning holes into the pretty dick of his king, drool practically dripping down his plump lips.

Kakucho stroked the other in an even pace, bringing Izana to the brink of insanity. His dick twitching and spilling white uncontrollably, ethereal orchid eyes rolling to the back of his pretty head. A steady rhythm of "kaku~ ka~haaa~kakuuuu~" was gushing from his glossed lips. His soft, feminine, yet lean arms grabbed onto kakucho's large, beefy biceps, in a way to ground what is left little of himself.

"Faster pleaSE~" kakucho was sure the whole neighborhood could hear his king whine in pleasure, and it left an unsettling feeling in his stomach, but it reassured him, that they all will know who the snow haired beauty belongs to.

"Faster you say?" The once unsure, shaky voice that Kakucho had, was replaced by a confident, teasing tone.

All he got was frantic, dumbed nodding from Izana. The sight was so paltry, that it made the big scary Kakucho coo out in adoration.

Of course, who was Kakucho to deny his king? He obeyed his commands and sped up his pace.

That was Izana's breaking point.

Legs painfully numb, hips bucking up, the way his neck bent backwards could be mistaken from it snapping! Mouth hung open with nothing coming out. Not a breath, not a whine. All sound caught up in his chest as he his first orgasm's intensity took away his soul.

But no. The big bad meany kakucho did not stop. Continuing his actions, even daring to go faster and harder, while completely ignoring his King's pleas for him to cease.

This was his king's first orgasm, and he was going to make sure, that it is the most memorable.

As soon as izana started shooting blanks, Kakucho stopped.

"You were amazing baby, wonderful. You're such a good boy, prettiest boy." Kakucho sang out praise from the depths of his heart, hugging the man closer to his muscled chest, stroking his hair ever so lovingly.

"Th-thank y-you, thank you so much Kaku" with the afternoon rays of the golden sun, shining through the silk curtain of Izana's humble adobe, a kiss, that will secure two lovers forever, took place.

........................

"OPEN UP YOU GAYASSES, IT'S BEEN TWO DN HOURS, KEEP THE FUCKING NOISE DOWN!"

"OH SHUT THE HELL UP KAREN! DON'T THINK I SLEEP SO PEACEFULLY WITH YOU AND YOUR HUSBAND GOING AT IT LIKE DOGS OT HEAT!"

poor karen.

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heyy so im annoyed with stress cause yeah so im slandering someone today~

character: Akashi takeomi

now lets start with his hair first

Now listen I bet he thinks his hairstyle’s cool and all and I know I can’t disagree BUT he looks like a badger never mind a badger but you know if you go to a painter and you give them your car and go like  

“ hey I just scratched my car the paint last time was shit can you re paint it and make it look cool?” 

So the painter goes 

“ yeah alright you can pay me after im done.” 

Now you wait until tomorrow to go check on the car 

The first thing you see on your car is black matte black 

You go 

“ oh that’s pretty neat” 

Then you move your eyes slightly higher 

“ oh ma shit it lookks like a badger !” 

You turn a bit  

“ holy shit! Mr. Painter slapped a supreme sticker on it! It's so cool!” 

that's what his hairstyle looks like, he went to a painter, not a salon told the painter to make his hair look dope painter spray-painted it like a car and slapped a yellow supreme badge on it.

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demonprince! Shinichiro x fem reader?

so i found this on wattpad as a Ushijima oneshot but now i can't find it :( soooooo ima recreate it by myself i also changed a few things~

includes : demon shinichiroooooo ,y/niee

WARNING : cursing?, smut?, inexperienced writing , fem!reader

writing solely off of memory so it's either gon be a lil different or a completely new story

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

submissive prince

~part one ' the cigarette smelling book'~

3rd pov

As the girl was humming a song she heard in her dreams she past by an abandoned book shop. It was probably around 9:30 at night. It had caught her interest as the lights in the seemingly deserted shop were flickering.

Now a normal passerby would not think twice about walking away from a weird shop that looks haunted, but this hoe had other ideas.

The girl decided to say fuck it and walked towards the vine covered shop.

As she entered the shop she saw tens of thousands of books. Unlike any other book shop, this one has books that looked like books that God and Satan wrote themselves. The shop also had books that looked like ancient people kept in store.

The girl felt particularly drawn to one specific book.

the book smelt burnt cigarettes and oil and yet it brought a sense of comfort. To the lass, it felt like home.

As the attractive girl walked towards the alluring book she noticed bold letters on the umber colored book it clearly read three letters

'DO NOT READ'

did the girl listen? Well of course not-

she decided to be a daring little demon and read it out loud.

"From calm darkness shall I arise, do not fear where my shadow lies.

Trapped in a lamp of rich gold, shall my story end here or be told.

Prince is what some call me, well others stands up and flees.

Was not really appreciated back then, so i wrote with a pen.

The son of lucifer locked himself up, will you sit and do nothing or throw that stub?

read this so i can be free , I shall give out a silent plea...."

she reads the whole passage out loud before ingulfing her mind with all the possible meanings of the scrambled letters before her.

"what could that mean? First it says 'From calm darkness shall I arise' Could that mean the person or whatever wrote this is in deep slumber? And why would I fear a shadow it's not like who wrote is alive right? the book looked ancient" The girl mumbles. stuck in her own world she didn't notice the gaze that has been looking at her for the past ten minutes.

~end of part one ' the cigarette smelling book'~

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