The Rush Of Serotonin I Get When Rewatching Season One Of Haikyuu Is Unmatched

the rush of serotonin i get when rewatching season one of haikyuu is unmatched

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3 years ago

ᨳ Oh brother!

stepbro!rindou x stepsis!reader x stepbro!ran

summary: your stepbro’s are so mean to you and your mother does nothing to stop them! Instead, she decides to leave you all alone, so that you could all “bond” in peace!

content + warnings: fem!reader, dubcon, pseudo-incest, non consensual recording, panty stealing, fingering, male masturbation, vaginal penetration, threesomes, creampie, anal, overstimulation, blackmailing, dark content.

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You hated them! You absolutely hated them so much. Ever since your mother had married their father your life has been absolute hell! By them, you mean your new stepbrothers, Ran and Rindou! They were the absolute worse, constantly teasing you and stealing your stuff. You weren’t stupid, you noticed your underwear and even a few of bras have been going missing - and you knew those perverted freaks probably took them! You weren’t blind either, you were fully aware of the lecherous looks Rindou would give you when he thought you weren’t looking.

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3 years ago

Love Me Wrong [03 ; Control]

content: amnesia, manipulation, yandere themes, noncon, dubcon, smut, rimming, double penetration, anal sex, vaginal sex, fauxcest, exhibitionism, haitani sandwich, dry-humping, implied somno

featuring: rindou x reader x ran, mikey x reader

note: the story continues with the haitani brothers. this is probably the filthiest thing i've ever written but ran and rin deserve this and so much more. dark content ahead so minors can not-so kindly f*ck off! also, feel free to reblog, drop an ask, or leave a comment <3

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There were few things Ran Haitani genuinely cared about in this world. They were things he’d made sure to include in his daily routine and had done so for over a decade now. In fact, they were the motivating factors behind everything he did. While others considered Ran Haitani to be an enigma, he liked to believe he was as uncomplicated as they came.

Because the only things Ran Haitani cared about were his younger brother’s happiness, the state of his hair, and having enough rolled-up bills in the safe to ensure both in case things went south with Bonten. An event that seemed more unlikely as time went on but one that Ran didn’t cross out entirely, because no matter how stable things had been for the organization, there was always a chance. And after doing time, Ran liked to think he’d matured a bit no matter how much Rin insisted otherwise.

It was that glass-half-empty mentality when it came to Bonten that made him particularly precautious when it came to the kidnapping of Kisaki’s sister–even if her memories were a tangled mess behind those fogged eyes of hers. Somehow she’d reverted to being the annoyingly clingy girl that’d sought out her brother during Ran’s time in Tenjiku. Except now, instead of being rebuffed by cold blue eyes and derisive insults, her devotion was soaked up by hollow black eyes and a corpse-like face that twitched to life more often than ever before.

The ticking emotional timebomb that was Manjiro Sano was being poked and prodded by a girl-like woman, and that was enough of a reason for Ran Haitani to do everything in his power to deter the explosion.

But when his efforts were intersected by his little brother’s growing affection for Mikey’s “sister”, Ran switched gears and dedicated himself to his brother’s happiness. Even if that happiness meant Ran would have to stuff a few more rolls into the safe to steer clear of the impending calamity.

A calamity that Rindou, like his older brother, knew would happen sooner rather than later thanks to Kisaki’s annoying sister. He’d also known her from their Tenjiku days, back when Izana Kurokawa had teamed up with the girl’s real brother to bring down the ‘Invincible Mikey’. That hadn’t been the case and a decade later they paid homage to one of them while regarding the other and anyone close to him as a stain that needed to be wiped clean.

And yet the woman who’d once called Kisaki Tetta ‘brother’ was spared by Mikey; a gesture that everyone except Sanzu had deemed generous until their leader’s nefarious intentions came to light one evening. The woman was declared Bonten’s whore and her first client was Sanzu while Mikey watched.

Also like his brother, Rindou liked to believe he’d also matured from being the bespectacled teen that’d been quick to start throwing punches. He knew how to hold himself back and preferred to use his brain instead of his fists to inflict torturous pain on those who crossed him–that sadistic side of his hadn’t changed.

Kisaki’s sister was also just as annoying as she’d been back then, but instead of slamming her head against the kitchen island she used to prepare her endless attempts of fattening up Mikey, Rindou wanted to fuck her against it.

He wanted to gag her mouth with the kitchen towel she always dried her hands with, tie her hands behind her back with the apron that was like a second skin to her, bend her over the marble counter she used to knead dough, and fuck her tight little ass; a hole he’d be willing to bet, was untouched by anyone.

Because as much as Rindou had hated the annoying little bitch years ago, he wanted the naive, doe-eyed woman she’d become. He needed to be the next person Mikey deemed worthy of fucking her, and luckily for him, he had a brother that would stop at nothing to make that happen.

All of Bonten’s top administration had a role to fill; a section of the organization to oversee. For the Haitani brothers, this was the entertainment sector of the organization. They were in charge of the brothels, clubs, and bars under Bonten’s domain. Thanks to their years of experience, their sector was Bonten’s most successful, and with that came the confidence of their leader–or a semblance of it being it was Mikey they were dealing with.

Confidence that had only increased thanks to Sanzu’s mistake in the woman’s room. Two weeks had passed since then and Sanzu was still away in Osaka on “business”. A gift from the gods themselves Ran had declared to his brother during one of their audits on their most successful brothel. It operated under the guise of an upscale club/bar where only the upper-echelons of society gained entry. There, in one of the VIP lounges that oversaw the dance floor below, they stood with a drink in hand, hawk-like eyes scanning their establishment.

Ran took a sip of his drink. “Numbers are looking good. Not that I expected otherwise.”

Rindou didn’t spare a nod to his brother, eyes fixed on the crowd of dancing bodies below. The lounge was surrounded by sound-proof glass, so Ran knew Rindou had heard him despite his lack of a response, verbal or physical.

Amused by his younger brother’s unusual indifference, particularly when it came to business, Ran followed his gaze to find a woman at the receiving end of it. She stood at the sidelines in a tight skimpy number that left little to the imagination. From the color of her outfit, she was one of their girls but that was beside the point.

Ran quickly realized it was her resemblance to Kisaki’s sister that had caught his little brother’s attention. A resemblance that was by no means uncanny but was enough to get the wheels turning in Ran’s head.

“I have an idea regarding your little crush on the Boss’ sister,” Ran offered, swirling the last swig of spirit in his glass. This time, Rindou not only spared him a glance but even responded, his interest piqued.

“What do you have in mind?”

His brother might have been a cocky bastard, but Rindou couldn’t deny that he had the freakish ability to manipulate people into doing whatever he wanted. People that apparently included their boss, Mikey.

Somehow Ran had managed to convince Mikey to ditch Takeomi and Mochi and join them on an impromptu visit to the brothel, and once there, his most intricate plan unfolded that led the unsuspecting leader of Bonten to a private room where Rindou was ball’s deep in the lookalike’s ass.

If it hadn’t been for the whore’s tight asshole clamping down on his cock and pushing him to his release, Rindou’s desire would have shriveled under the obscure intensity of Mikey’s gaze. The same gaze that had preceded the death of countless others.

Luckily for him, Ran knew exactly was he was doing and offered their boss a seat that he wordlessly accepted, pitch-black eyes shifting to the woman and widening fractionally.

That was how the Haitani brothers found themselves invited to Y/N’s room the following night, escorted by Mikey himself, whose lips twitched the moment he spotted his fake sister.

She was sitting on the armchair next to the bookshelf Mikey had built for her to store her plethora of cookbooks. She held a large hardcover over her lap that she immediately shut and set on the coffee table adjacent to her before rising to her feet and rushing toward Mikey.

It was only then that the brothers were able to take in her clothing—or lack of. She wore a white strappy open cup bra that revealed more than it covered. Hugging her waist was a matching white garter belt attached to white mesh stockings. The most tantalizing part of her get-up, however, had to be her lack of panties that exposed her cunt to the three men in the room.

Blood rushed to Rindou’s cock as he watched the object of his desires embrace her “brother” while Ran watched with a smirk pulling at his mouth.

“Mikey!” she squealed in delight, lacing her arms around his neck. “I missed you so much.”

A glimmer of glee shined in Mikey’s eyes; a reaction only the sister of his most hated enemy could draw out.

It was then that she realized they weren’t alone and a look of unease flashed across her pretty face. Her eyes darted between both brothers as her arms slipped off Mikey and she stiffened. If Mikey noticed her change in demeanor, he ignored it and wrapped his lanky arms around her waist, holding her possessively.

“Ah Mikey, I–”

“Did you do what I asked you?” He released her and looked her over while she shrank under the ferocity of his gaze.

She swallowed audibly and flushed, lowering her gaze demurely. “I-I… yes, I did.”

The Haitani’s curiosity over what exactly their leader had asked her to do didn’t last long. A wicked grin graced Mikey’s delicate features.

“Show us.”

Without any real resistance, Kisaki’s sister stepped to the side and slowly turned around, her ass on full display. Trembling hands traveled to her backside and spread her ass cheeks apart, revealing a glass buttplug in the shape of a heart.

Rindou’s cock strained painfully against his slacks and it took all of his willpower to stop him from bending her over and fucking her stretched-out hole. Ran faired better than his brother, but even he wasn’t immune to the effects of a bejeweled hole on full display, and his cock twitched to life.

“Good girl,” Mikey cooed. “Now, why don’t you take it out and show the Haitani brothers your pretty little asshole.”

“Mikey, please.” She turned to face her brother, eyes shimmering with unshed tears. “D-do I have to?”

Mikey quirked his head to the side, strands of white partially covering the confused look that graced his delicate features. “I think you know the answer to that, sweetheart.”

Tears trailed down her face, but she kept her gaze fixed on her brother as wavering fingers gripped the gem and pulled it out tantalizingly slow. Rindou bit back a moan from seeing the bulbous plug stretching her tight muscle. It was a sizeable thing that left her lubed hole clenching around nothing; something Rindou would remedy as soon as Mikey gave his consent.

“Such a pretty obedient girl, isn’t she Rindou?” Mikey strolled to the armchair his sister had previously sat on. “Why don’t you reward her for prepping so thoroughly?”

His boss didn’t need to ask twice. In a manner of seconds, she was guided to the bed by Rindou and positioned on her hands and knees with her ass up. He could feel the mess of precum inside his clothes but decided to savor the moment and her first.

Kneeled on the bed with his fingers digging into the supple flesh of her ass cheeks, Rindou licked his lips and lowered his mouth to her hole that was pretty indeed.

“Ahhhh~”

The object of his desires moaned and wriggled under Rindou’s hold as his tongue licked around her tight muscle before pushing inside. He was relentless in his devotion, kissing and licking until she keened into her bedsheets. It wasn’t until he could smell her arousal leaking out of her trembling form that he decided to give in to his fantasies.

Never before had Rindou released his aching cock faster than in that moment, his length erect and already covered in tacky precum, and the condom he’d brought was put on in record time as well. He settled behind her and rubbed his shaft along her dripping slit, lathering it up with slick to ease his passage. With each thrust between her legs, he could feel her clenching cunt but fought off the urge to fuck it.

‘Another hole for another time,’ he thought, taking hold of his cock and pressing it against her prepped hole.

It took all of Rindou’s willpower and experience to stop himself from peaking just from pushing into her tight ass that clenched and unclenched with each inch of his throbbing cock. Her initial cries of pain lasted until he was fully sheathed inside her before they turned into whines as her entire body shuddered. Arching her back, she peered back at him, her teary face flushed and lips parted.

“Please… wanna feel good.” She wiggled her hips and her tight walls clenched down, drawing out a strained hiss from Rindou. Spurred on by her encouragement, his hands gripped her garter belt and began pumping into her.

Fucking Kisaki–no, Mikey’s–sister was unlike anything Rindou had ever experienced. She was tighter than any hole his dick had sunken into, male or female, and he could practically feel his control slipping away from him with each drag against her walls.

“Fuck” he cursed, teetering at the brink of a premature orgasm. “C’mere, pretty girl.”

He sat back on his knees and pulled her back flush against him with his cock still buried inside. The change of position allowed him to stave off his peak and help Mikey’s sister with hers. Rindou’s hand traveled between her slickened folds until his fingers found her clit, protruding and just begging to be touched. She mewled at the attention he gave that bundle of nerves and rewarded him by clamping down on his cock.

“Please,” she whined and turned her head toward her brother instead of the man balls deep in her ass. “W-want more… want my pussy full too.”

Rindou’s hips stuttered at her plea. He was at a loss over her ability to address another man, let alone the one she believed was her own flesh and blood, amnesic or not. She had never acted like this with Kisaki, her real brother, and Rindou wondered what twisted ideas Mikey planted in her impressionable and broken mind.

“Ran,” Mikey snapped, breaking the elder Haitani brother out of his gaze. “You heard her. Put on a condom and give her what she wants.”

Ran swallowed. “Yes, Mikey.” He threw an apologetic glance at his baffled younger brother before following his Boss’ command. Giving his already erect cock a couple of pumps, he joined the couple on the bed and tried to ignore the look of betrayal on his brother’s face.

While Ran Haitani didn’t share the same ardent attraction to Kisaki’s sister his little brother felt, he couldn’t deny that he’d wanted her the moment she showed off her pretty gaping hole. Besides, Ran wasn’t going to say no to Mikey of all people, especially when it came to his “sister” who was proving to be more dangerous than he’d ever imagined.

After adjusting their position to accommodate him, Ran peered at the woman that was practically begging for him to fuck her. Tears dotted her lust-filled eyes, a deep flush spread across her face, and her parted mouth let out the sweetest noises with each snap of his brother’s hips.

Still trying to convince himself he was merely following Mikey’s orders, Ran dragged his length against her slit to lubricate his shaft. She whined cutely and even moved her hips against Ran’s cock, eliciting hisses from both Haitani brothers. Throwing caution to the wind, Ran’s hands replaced Rindou’s around her hips and he buried himself to the hilt all at once.

“Shiiiiit!” Rindou moaned when he felt his brother’s cock through the thin barrier of skin that separated them. “S’fucking tight.”

The woman between the Haitani brothers screamed as both men mercilessly fucked both of her holes. While at first, they settled into a rhythm that alternated which brother thrust into her, they became sloppier the closer they were to their respective orgasms and sometimes impaled the woman simultaneously.

“Play with her tits.”

The grunted command captured the attention of the three and they looked at the orchestrator of everything with varying reactions. Mikey sat on his armchair with a single hand pumping his erect cock, brow furrowed and eyes burning with lust as he watched the debauchery taking place.

Rindou was disgusted and immediately looked away, burying his head in the crook of Y/N’s neck but rolling one of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Ran was shocked and tried searching for his stone-cold leader only to find a depraved man jerking off to the adopted sister he was whoring out to his men. Nevertheless, Ran put aside his apprehension and lowered his mouth over the woman’s neglected breast, working her erect nipple with his lips, mouth, and teeth.

The extra stimulation pushed Mikey’s sister to her peak. She violently tensed up and screamed out in pleasure, her walls fluttering around the two cocks drilling into her. As her orgasm pulsed through her, the Haitani brother’s reached theirs, spilling into the rubber barrier.

For a moment, the three of them sat on the bed and relaxed into each other. Rindou rested his forehead against Y/N’s shoulder and breathed in her scent. Ran let the amnesiac woman rest her head against his chest as he steadied his breathing.

The Haitani brothers had never been one’s for aftercare, but for the woman between them, they thought they could make an exception until one name from said woman’s lips put an end to that notion.

“Mikey,” she mumbled and raised a hand toward him

The brothers found him busy wiping away the cum on his hands and clothing before discarding the handkerchief and rising to his feet. His features were smoothed over to a semblance of what they had once been, but Ran and Rindou could see the possessiveness lingering beneath the surface. A possessiveness for the woman reaching out for him.

Just like that, the moment was over and they were unceremoniously ushered out of the woman’s room, leaving her at Mikey’s mercy.

Out of the corner of his eye, Ran peered at his brother, trying to gauge his reaction beneath his shaggy bangs. Rindou felt the weight of his brother’s heavy gaze and let out an exasperated sigh.

“I’m not stupid enough to get in-between… whatever fucked up thing they have.” He turned to his older brother and shot him a wry grin. “Besides, I already got what I wanted.”

Ran released a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding. While he would have rallied behind his brother if Rindou had asked, he was relieved to discover that Rindou wasn’t as infatuated with the woman as he’d initially thought. Slinging an arm over the younger man, Ran dragged him away, promising to find him a pretty whore with a tight ass and grinning over the fact that he’d get to stuff a couple more rolls of bills in the safe.

You woke up sometime at night to warm pants against the shell of your ear and shallow thrusts against your rear that caused your entire body to go rigid in distress. Blinking away your sleep, you desperately took in your surroundings illuminated by the city lights streaming in from the windows across from where you lay.

The tall windows that made up an entire wall were the same ones you often gazed out of to watch the cloud formations pass by in the sky. A wave of relief washed over and you relaxed when you recognized your surroundings as your bedroom–at least until the hand draped over your waist pulled up your nightgown and something hot and pulsating pushed between your legs.

“Did I wake you?” Mikey’s husky voice whispered into your ear. “Sorry, sweetheart. I couldn’t stop thinking about how good you were today. How happy you made me and them.”

The contradicting emotions whenever Mikey became overly affectionate with you rose to the surface when he buried his face in the crook of your neck and his cock rubbed against your clothed slit. Your skin eventually erupted in goosebumps and desire pooled between your legs. They were the tell-tale signs that your body wanted him to breach the barrier of familial relations and take you the way you knew he wanted.

Yet, your knee-jerk reaction to all of his inappropriate attention was fear and repulsion. Your body never failed to stiffen and tremble until he dispelled those negative emotions during your time with him, locked in your room and away from the other’s prying eyes. Your brother’s words, which could cut you down and lift you up all in a single breath, assured you of the normalcy of your intimate relationship with him. Your brother’s touches, that struck and soothed in the same spots, coaxed from your body the reactions he wanted–no, your true reactions as he’d reminded you time and time again.

And those true reactions were what had you moving your hips in tune with his. Those reassurances that your relationship was the same as it had always been had you declaring your love for him over and over again.

Because besides your first name, the only thing you could recall amidst the thick fog that permeated your brain was the compulsory need to make your brother happy.