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hello!!! can i request bonten with a husband reader that gives off the energy of morticia adams? LIKE HE'S THIS TALL, DEEP AND SULTRY VOICE, BLACK FELINE ENERGY AND THE BONTEN MEN ARE JUST SO DOWN BAD FOR HIM THEY WILL PEPPER HIM WITH KISSES AND AFFECTION HECK THEY WOUKD PROBABLY KISS THE FLOOR WHERE THEIR HUSBAND WOULD WALK WITH HOW MUCH THEY WORSHIP THEIR HUSBAND😭🖐 and let's say, bonten was trying to close this huge deal with another group or company but this company was trying to milk them off their money LO AND BEHOLD HUSBAND READER CAME AND HE TRIED CONVINCING THE PARTNERS AND THEY JUST BECOME SO BLUSHY AND SHIT AND M/N WATCHED CLOSELY LIKE A FOX AS THEY TREMBLEX AND SIGNED THE CONTRACTS WHILE HIS HUSBANDS WERE MOUTH WIDE OPEN.

"See, that wasn't so hard, no?~"

(Name) Adams? Oh this was SO much fun to write!

As (Name) made his way to Mikey's office, others couldn't help but stare. (Name) was their god of Bonten. He kept the executives under control and keep heir leader alive. But he was also so beautiful.

He was (height), had the most beautiful pale skin, his black hair always down and flowing, and finally he always wore tight black clothing.

At first it bothered the executives, until one day (Name) had worn a dress from one of his American cousins. Bonten was without their top members/leader for almost a week!

(Name) stared at the office door running a hand through his dark hair, and sighing before knocking on the door. He entered almost immediately after. He was slightly surprised at the people in his husband's office.

He expected all his husbands to be here, which they were, but so were some strangers that were eyeing him in a way he didn't like. He silently made his way to one of his many husbands and sat on the male's lap. Staring at the other males with a raised eyebrow.

Takeomi sent a smug look at the other men. Then wrapped his arms around (Name)'s middle, kissing (Name)'s neck softly. The guests just stared wide eyed. This is the rumored God of Bonten. The male that could wrap any man around his finger.

(Name) slowly played with Takeomi's hair, watching the guests. After a few minutes of silences he spoke. Silently shocking the guests of how deep the male's voice was.

"I deeply apologie for intruding. It's supposed to be my husbands lunch time, I was promised a lunch at my favorite roof top resturant. So please continue."

The group from (company name) ndded before turning back to a annoyed looking Mikey. "Like I was saying Mr. Sano, I believe we'll make good progress if we work together."

Kokonoi stood, kissing (Name) head before making his way up front. "Well you want our men to gaurd your company ball, and you want in on Bonten's business. But your not willing to pay the price we agreed upon meeting."

(Name) silently watched his husband agrued with the boss of the company. He ignored the agruing in turn to smack a few wondering hands away. The trouble making trio as (Name) loved calling them pouted at the rejection of their god like husband.

(Name) was brought back to the argument when he could tell Mikey was gonna snap. (Name) pressed a quick but passionate kiss to Takeomi's lips before standing. He slowly made his way to Kokoni. He stared at the company men as he slowly leaned against Kokonoi. Whispering something into his ear.

Kokonoi's eyes widened then he slightly blushed before making his way to his seat. (Name) silently grabbed the contract, while reading it he grabbed Mikey's pen. The others watched the quiet male. Wondering what he was doing, but also they were entranced by his beauty.

After a few minutes (Name) slid the contract to the boss. While the boss read over the contract (Name) sat on Mikey's lap. Hoping it would keep the male from killing their clients. Mikey placed his head in the crook of (Name)'s neck. Letting the smell of (scent) calm him down.

(Name) then began explain what he changed on the contract. "See you wanted to only pay half of the price for our men to gaurd your company ball. Thats not fair since we use that money to pay them."

They looked confused. (Name) then slightly glared. "Wait. Don't tell me you thought Bonten just casually pockets the money from our clients." They didn't say anything. The Bonten members in the room scoffed.

"No. We pay all our workers. The money we get from their jobs, doesn't go directly to us. It goes to our Treasuer Kokonoi who then distributes it EQUALLY among the workers who did said job. Bonten only gets about 10% of the pay from those jobs."

The company looked flabbergasted. (Name) stood and walked around the room. He explained how Bonten was fair to their workers and how they eliminated traitors that went against Bonten.

"See my husbands are fair and ractional men. But if you mess with their Empire and business." The look on (Name)'s face had all of Bonten clinching their fists. The guests looked aroused and frightened. "Then you'll just disappear~"

Bonten watch with pride as (Name) got the company to agree to their orginal deal and sign it. Once they left (Name) sent a look to his husbands. "Now was that so hard~. Anyways since I didn't get my promised lunch, I'll be leaving besides my cousin is here."

(Name) waved as he left the office and Bonten froze. Which cousin was it? Ran was the first to jump from his seat and dart out the door. Then Sanzu, followed by Rindou. Thats when it click. Mortica was the visiting cousin.

Bonten quickly followed their husband. Excited for the evening dinner they knew would happen. Hopefully (Name) would wear another dress Mortica made for them.

Santa is on strike due to global warming.  All presents this year will be delivered by Sasha the Christmas Tiger.  Milk and cookies may not be sufficient.

something something

b.jy ⪼ like a virgin

♡ pairing : bae joonyoung x male reader

♡ genre : suggestive, was going for an early 2000s mean girls au (idfk)

♡ word count : 616

♡ synopsis : m/n's a slut and jacob's a virgin. perfect combo.

♡ warning : explicit language, public blowjob

M/n likes dick. Everyone knew that, and he whole’s no shame about it. M/n’s a himbo, handsome, even beautiful, but incredibly stupid and gullible, which is why he ended up where he is.

Rich, stupid, and being sucked off on the hood of a car in a parking lot while everyone else was far off in the distance sharing milkshakes and curly fries at the shiny 24-hour dinner.

He’s not ashamed, he’s conceited, and if he gets a chance he’ll never say no to a bit of sucky-suck from someone as cute as the novice doing it now, Jacob Bae. Jacob was the adorable, quiet kid in M/n’s friend group.

On any other day, M/n would’ve just ignored the kid. But watching Jacob suck his vanilla milkshake, looking up at M/n through his eyelashes while he whipped the corners of his mouth from an overspill, and like the excess from his finger, he just couldn’t resist.

No one knows they’re out there. M/n made the excuse of going to smoke and Jacob said he would relocate the car closer just in case the group decided to get a little buzzed from the bar.

Swaying his hips side to side, M/n practically sashayed to the bubblegum pink Porsche which was unfortunately not his, but his sister’s. Jacob followed behind, looking behind him every two seconds as he stuffed his sweaty hands in his back pockets.

M/n looked like a fake jockish doll, he always wore “aesthetics” that didn’t define himself. Low-rise jeans, a varsity jacket that he stole from one of their friends to cover his bare shoulders when the rest of his torso was naked, and sunglasses pushed up on his head.

He was chewing gum, looking up and down at Jacob’s awkward shifting side-to-side stance. “C’mere,” M/n orders, crossing his arms across his chest, almost as if he was impatient. Jacob drags his feet close to M/n, but not close enough.

M/n pulls him closer by his waist, “If you gonna stand there like a fish out of water, maybe we shouldn’t do this.” Jacob refrains from commenting on M/n’s incorrect use of that idiom, partly because he’s too embarrassed to speak up.

M/n was almost like the God of the group. He had control over everything and everyone. He’s like a Siren, luring people in just to suck their souls out. Literally.

M/n hooks his fingers in the loops of Jacob’s jeans, he looks down at Jacob with puppy eyes. “Come then, suck me up like that milkshake, yeah?”

Jacob swallows thickly at M/n’s blunt order, he’s terrified. More so scared of doing something wrong, since, well, he’s a virgin. Of course, no one in the groups knows this since it’s assumed that Jacob had his fair share of booty calls from his ex, Kevin.

No one knows those “booty calls” was just drunk debating about milk bags and stuff like that. He did try to initiate something with Kevin, but he declined saying he didn’t need sex for affection. Ironic, because his defense for leaving Jacob was that he wasn’t very affectionate.

But M/n could beg to differ. With Jacob between his legs in those few minutes, gripping his thighs with one hand and the other playing toying with M/n’s hole. It was the best blowjob of his life, covering his mouth to hide his moans from the world.

When it was over, M/n and Jacob returned to the dinner separately. But M/n couldn’t get Bae Jacob out of his mind. Those were no virgin lips, and M/n would make sure of it.

Listen, I get that you want to make content specifically for queer men and that’s fine. I also get that a lot of people fetishise queer relationships. But you can’t just say “She/Her, She/They, Females DNI”. I’m not even femme-aligned, but that’s honestly pretty misogynistic. It’s one thing to write stuff for a specific gender, but it’s another to intentionally exclude another group. You could instead just clarify “this is for male readers” instead. Same message, less sexist.

Hey!! Anon I get what you mean but you do know that most females that read male reader fetishize men? Like I won’t know if an actually female read this but it’s pretty common to see these things especially in male reader fanfic. Male reader fanfics are intend for the male readers or even trans readers. I get where your coming from but if you calling me misogynistic for simply excluding the female population of readers from reading my oneshot then maybe you should set your prosperities straight. But then saying “this is for male readers” won’t stop females either way but even my message won’t stop it but it makes male readers comfort with that message. So if you please understand where I’m coming from I would like to peacefully end this conversation. It was very lovely to talk to you. :)

Bedtime.