Could I Request Mermaid Dick And Princess Kory

tall people who also like to float

could u maybe maybe maybe write smut for ranpo (ik u just did one but im still hungry😞) x reader

🎀"THE PASSION OF EROS"🎀

ranpo edogawa x reader | nsfw

cw! aphrodisiac, female reader, top! ranpo, sub reader, low-key self-indulgent, vaginal penetration, semi-public, office sex, first time (I like drama), unprotected sex, explicit consent, fingering, oral (ranpo receiving), rough sex maybe???

thank you for the request! I'm happy to serve more ranpo content. if you can't tell im still a bit rusty on writing smut lol

"When are you going to be done!?"

You laughed lightly from Ranpo's groaning across the room. You sat in your seat that was beside Atsushi's empty desk working on paperwork and such.

"Kunikida will have my head if I don't finish this."

The childish man groaned again as his chair turned in circles. He kicked his feet like a child. The crackles of plastic and chip bags filled the air as did your light laughter.

He hopped from his seat and rummaged through his desk looking for snacks. You rolled your eyes as he did so. You continued with your work with a smile.

While boring Ranpo had stayed to keep you company. Never would your boyfriend confess to you that he was simply clingy. After all, he needed help getting home, and yet despite his complaining he stayed.

In other words he loved you.

Despite all your shy nature, he loved you nonetheless. Anxiety and all. Ranpo was all you could ever ask for.

While surfing around for snacks Ranpo came across a certain box of chocolates. It ones that you bought without a thought when you were given the task of getting Ranpo snacks. This was one of them he hadn't eaten yet.

Without a care, he opened the box with enthusiasm.

"Hey! Come get one!"

"Oh!"

You got up from your chair with tiny movements. The detective grinned at you. His eyes opened to reveal his green eyes; just to tease you.

Rather sadistically, he liked seeing you writhe in front of him.

"Don't look at me like that..."

You mumbled as you took one chocolate from the plastic tray. The detective surprisingly put another into your hand. His green eyes still bright and narrowed.

"Cute." He booped your nose. You gasped and quickly went back to your seat to resume your work. Ranpo cackled as he popped numerous chocolate bites into his mouth.

"Stupid Ranpo..." You whispered gently as you snacked on the two pieces of chocolates. A sweet milk chocolate taste with a hint of something else in the taste. You curved a brow at the odd taste.

A good taste. Sweet and intoxicating.

The heat of your cheeks seemed to feel hotter about 2 minutes into continuing your work. There was wetness in your undergarments below. You were beginning to get worried because why were hot in your clothes.

"Ranpo-" You started to say but as you moved in your chair it became like a moan. When you heard it you covered your mouth with your hand.

Looking over you saw Ranpo with his head on his desk. His hat was flat on the desk and his brown overcoat was left abandoned on the floor beside his chair. He made a sound that was hard to hear. Looking at the desk the box of chocolates was empty; presumably eaten by Ranpo.

You didn't dare speak afraid you would moan Ranpo's name in such a manner. You stood from your chair and stumbled. Catching yourself on the desk with trembling arms. Papers were crumpled as you tried to retain yourself.

The wetness lower down made itself known that you were standing. The heat trapped below was hard to deny the cold to. Sure, your boyfriend was there but the anxiety of baring your body to him was undeniable.

You were still exempt from any sexual experience with one another. Ranpo himself hadn't had many but still enough that he knew what he was doing. He was patient and allowed you to take your time to get the courage.

Now here you were wet and craving for his arms around you and relishing you. Fantasies ran deep in your mind and you writhed in it. The wiggling of your hips and the noises that wanted to come out. Your thighs rubbed together and that made you breathe a breathless moan.

On the other side of the room, Ranpo's head looked up to see you standing and suffering from this unseen revolution. His cheeks flushed and hot. His cock was hot and tight in his boxers and pants.

He heard your voice moan his voice, and by God, it awoke something in him. Sweaty hands craved to grab your hips and rid yourself of this unfortunate situation.

His eyes went to the empty box of chocolate, and already he saw why the two of you were in this predicament. He weakly grinned as he clawed at his pants to keep his sanity intact. A strangled call of your name was expressed from his lips.

His heavy cock was too constricted. Hips moving which caused friction. Ranpo gasped as one hand held onto the desk. Numerous things fell or rattled due to the harsh slam he made.

It turned him on to hear you making tiny sounds as the chocolate, the aphrodisiac take upon a vicious attack, upon your poor body. Ranpo's mouth craved you and he needed you now or he'd burst.

In all honesty, he was close to tears.

Though it seemed you were the first to break.

Your chair hit the wall and you collapsed onto the ground with tears in your eyes. Skirt ruffled which revealed the less opaque tights you wore. The blouse was unbuttoned and the ribbon bowtie loosened.

Ranpo couldn't have you be like that. As much of a big shot, he'd like to say he was this sight of you...on the ground and crying due to the overwhelming pressure of pleasure and want.

Your first time.

He didn't want it to happen like this, but unfortunately, life didn't plan around Ranpo's wants. So leading forward he got up from his chair with heavy legs. Much more loudly he called for you while pulling at his tie hastily.

"Ranpo-"

Your hands pressed against your tights and right there you felt pleasure but it was unbearable. You felt empty and hot. It was too uncomfortable right now. You needed Ranpo right now.

Like a good girl, you crawled to him.

Just as you did Ranpo was walking towards you.

You're body came up and you sat on your knees. Ranpo's grabbed onto your shoulders as you clung to his pants. Once again you pleaded to him desperately.

"Hey, are you sure-"

"Yes! Yes!"

Ranpo huffed. His hands tightened around your shoulders. His eyes were open and green as they stared into your teary hues. "Are you able to understand what you're asking me?" He struggled. It was too hot. "C'mon, it's your..."

Before he could finish you fumbled with his vest buttons and soon where his cock lay heavy. "I'll be good. So good!" You were crying and had no control of your sexual wants.

"Please don't deny me..."

That was the last straw.

In fast movements, his hands removed your hands from his crotch. Your hues are wide and teary as he removes himself from the confinements of fabric and thread.

There his cock lay heavy and thick. Ranpo cried your name as you grabbed him gently with a firm grip. You radiated heat as you came closer to the organ.

Confusion was clear in your eyes but you tried. Jerky movements which caused Ranpo to groan. "Like this." He drawled out as he helped you jerk him off. "There you go, and now take me in this pretty mouth of yours."

The detective groaned with shaky legs. The hot caven that was inside your mouth was hot and felt so good. He craved more of you. "I'm sorry-" It was so unlike him to say such a thing but he truly was. His hand pushed you down.

You made a noise and vibrations were sent up. "God! Fuck!" He held your head down. Ranpo was drooling as you moved against his hand on your head. Hot hands of yours clinging to his still-clothed thighs.

You were practically soaked but even you couldn't break the tights. You felt so weak despite moving your head and pleasing Ranpo quickly. You wanted him to please you too.

"I'm gonna-" He gasped out. You looked paler and so he removed your head. You felt the relief of air in your lungs, but that didn't last long. Ranpo smashed his lips into yours. You whined into the kiss as he maneuvered you to stand and onto Atsushi's perspective desk.

The fabric of your tights was broken due to Ranpo's fingers. You gasped which allowed for his tongue to tangle with yours. With your skirt flipped up, unbuttoned blouse, and ripped tights; you were a mess.

However, Ranpo was just as messed up. His tie was pulled down as well as his unbuttoned shirt. His pants were still up but his cock was allowed to hang angry and red.

Pushing aside your silky panties he pushed two digits into you. You pulled away from the kiss to moan loudly at his assault. "Ranpooo!-"

Even in his heat of mind, he chuckled. However, he didn't take the time to praise or degrade you. He simply cared about getting his dick in you, since you begged so nicely.

Holding on to his shoulders tightly as you writhed. You were relieved to have something in you, but it wasn't his cock. It was angry and red with pulsing veins. Poor Ranpo must have been in pain.

"Ranpo, I want you in me!"

"Slow down, princess."

It was so filthy. Ranpo took away his fingers and then held his heavy cock against you. You whined loudly. Your hips wiggled until Ranpo's threatening hand took one of them. "Do it- Please, please please, please-"

The two of you expressed moans when Ranpo finally found himself inside your walls. "So good...Good job Princess." He was breathless. Trying to stabilize himself between your tight heat. "God you tight." His hips struggled to enter.

Holding your head back as your hands gripped Ranpo's forearms very tightly. Moaning loudly and wrecking the things on Atsushi's desk. In your hazy mind, you promised a mental apology to the were-tiger.

The groans that were shared were glorious. Ranpo met you fully by the pelvis, and you were full beyond belief. You always dreamed of taking him, but your anxiety and naivety made it hard for you. Wanted to please Ranpo so bad, and he was so patient with you despite his childish behavior.

Within your messed up mind due to the aphrodisiac, you were glad this was happening. Even if unconventional you were able to share this with him and begged for him so well he complied.

Almost immediately Ranpo moved his hips fast and rough. The thrusts end with a harsh hit to the bone. A sweet spot in your crevice was hit multiple times. Your nails scratched the fabric on his face while he leaned down to kiss you once more.

Papers and numerous other things hit the floor but neither of you cared. Way too wrapped up in yourselves to care about anything except each other.

With a need for air, you two separated. Ranpo's hands remained on your hips, while your arms wrapped around his neck. It was all one hot mess as you guys had sex in your clothes and looked disheveled.

"I'm gonna cum, Ranpo-"

Your voice slurred out his name. "Come. Do it." He kissed you once again. His grip on your thighs now was firm enough to leave bruises. "My pretty girl. So good." He groaned into your ear. His thrusts became more sloppy and his moaning uncontrollable.

You came from his praise. In response, his erratic thrusts were hard and fast. His cock pulled at your sensitive folds, and you were almost screaming. Ranpo caught your lips and pushed his tongue in.

His cock throbbed as he got faster and faster, chasing his release. He ripped his head away to bundle his head in your neck as he cums in thick ribbons.

You cried in pleasure from the very feeling of him and his cum in you. "Ranpo~" You slurred through your teary eyes. Hot face and breathless pants. You and Ranpo didn't move.

The heat still hadn't gone away from you, and Ranpo was still hard. His hips moved and you hissed sharply. "Again...?" He pleaded.

You didn't answer. You only tightened his hold on your neck as he began his thrusts up again.

The agency would come to find the office hastily fixed up the next day, and you both called in sick the next morning.

GENTLE GIANT

corenswet! clark kent x reader | nsfw

CW! female reader, size difference, size kink, fluffy, soft dom clark, sub reader, strength kink (?), vaginal penetration, praise kink, fingering, cunnilingus, protected sex

he’s cute, this is self-indulgent, and I’m not sorry

You whined lowly as he lulled you against his chest. Hands of yours peaking at his pronounced chest with trembles.

A thick feeling beneath the cloth of his boxers. Big hands that were calloused rested on your hips. You shivered at the warm touch on your cold body.

He was always warm. Too warm.

“Shh it’s okay.” His hands rubbed your hips as you whimpered. Softly, you grinded and humped on his erection.

“Good job, darling.” Clark was smiling sweetly. His eyes full of love and swarmed with affection and pride at you.

With by his side he pulled down his boxers to reveal the gigantic organ that was now pulsing on your thigh.

Wasn’t the first time you took him but it still shook you just how giant he was. In fact, everything about him was big. A gentle giant of a man that loved you too the moon and back.

You gulped, and he lulled you back to focusing on him. Angled your hips against lower belly so that his erection could be placed against your rear end.

“Come here, darlin.” You whined lowly, almost a whimper as you made your way over his face. Gently his hands grasping you hips and lowered you down. His hot layered on your cunt.

“Clark…” You whined as his tongue curved up into you and on your clit. One hand moved to play with your clit, while one held your hips tight. Even with one hand he was able to keep you from moving.

“Mmh!” You covered your mouth while one hand grasped his wrist. Your hips moved little by little but even so you still didn’t move from his hot mouth. Clark ate you out passionately.

“Up we go!” A light laugh from Clark made you flush red as you were dropped onto the white sheets. His hands gripping your thighs and digging into once again. His arms wrapped over your hips and stomach, which allowed him to taste you and to finger you.

It left you in a moment of complete bliss. Head back against the pillow as you moaned loudly. His giant hands cupping your entire cunt easily. Even kissing your cunt before diving in his tongue deep.

“Clark! Too much-“

The Kryptonian pulled back with substance stringing down his lips. Licking them as he kissed you deeply. His hands going in different directions; one holding your hip and the other grabbing a condom.

As you two make out he covered his thick manhood in the rubber material.

Separating your were already panting. By patting your thigh you opened them and rested them on his shoulders. You were shaking lightly and he rested warm hands on your gently. Comfort from them.

He kissed your thighs he pumped his cock. The tip against his entrance and you were already whining.

“Alright here we go.”

You gripped his thick arms as he lowered himself into you. The stretch being tight and slow as he entered your slowly. Every vein and thick girth stretching you beyond belief.

Never would you be able to take him without prep. Either way you loved the way he would eat and finger you.

To distract you he kissed you once again. This time so much more hard. Bruising your lips as you attempted to whine from him finally bottoming out.

“You okay?” His hands cupped your face as you sniffed. Tiny tears in your eyes that he wiped away. You nodded your head and he shook his head.

“I need words baby.”

“I’m okay.”

He smiled at you. “Good job, baby.” He kissed your forehead before beginning his assault on your cervix. He always hit it and you couldn’t have been happier.

He started slow then it became quick and fast. Passionate and comforting as he praised you through out the whole ordeal. His forehead against yours and staring into your eyes deeply and intently.

His hips slamming down into your pelvis. Although it hurt a little you didn’t. He was doing his best to hold back, and even then you didn’t mind a bit of pain.

Especially if it was coming from him.

“I’m gonna-“.

You moaned as you pressed your head harder against his temple. His hand grabbed your thighs and into a mating press he started to thrust harder and harder.

“Do it darling. You can do it. I know you can my sweet girl.” His lips kissed your neck. Heavy breath on your neck as you came hard.

In sweet bliss you allowed him to ravage you. He kept going. His giant size swallowing you as he took your body to a more heavenly plane.

You gasped as he pulled out immediately when he finally felt his body coil. Off came the condom and he jerked himself off onto your lower belly.

“Clark…” You moaned out; asking.

He complied and kissed you.

In each other’s arms and with a kiss sealing your souls together. A tiny thing and a giant.

A human and an alien.

Sweetness filled your gut as he kissed you again. Praises into your ear as his hand drifted to your cunt once again. You moaned again pleased.

You were in for another ride, and you complied. Hiding yourself in his neck you moaned as he once again sent you to heaven.

Heaven with him.

A golden egg in a gentle giant’s tower.

HOUSE OF CARDS

mortal kombat chrs x zatanna!reader intros | sfw

CW! gn reader, mk1 styled intros, can be seen as either platonic or romantic

characters! raiden, kung lao, kenshi

part 1

RAIDEN

Raiden : Your naturally gifted with your powers?

You: I was born with such powers thanks to my mother and father.

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You: So Chosen One, interested in being part of my show?

Raiden: Me? I’d be honored.

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Raiden: Do you really think I can amount to much as Lord Liu Kang?

You: I believe, so therefore it’ll happen.

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You: Fairly skilled at that electric magic, aren’t you skilled.

Raiden: You think so? I don’t think there’s anybody more skilled than you.

KUNG LAO

You: That hat of yours is quite exceptional.

Kung Lao: Yes! Finally someone understands my vision!

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Kung Lao: You and Johnny are putting on a show! Could I be apart of it?!

You: We’ll see. What exactly with your hat can you do?

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You: We should switch hats.

Kung Lao: I don’t think a pretty thing like you could handle it.

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Kung Lao: You can really do anything with your magic! What exactly can’t you do?

You: Anything I can’t do is nonexistent to me, because belief is all I need.

KENSHI TAKAHASHI

Kenshi: What does Sento tell you?

You: You very loved, Kenshi Takahashi. Both in death and life.

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You: The gods have truly blessed you with Sento despite your lack of sight.

Kenshi: How exactly do you know that for sure?

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Kenshi: You and Johnny surely gave a fantastic show.

You: Nothing like stage and movie magic mixed together with a little magic.

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You: I could heal your eyes if you like.

Kenshi: It’s alright, I’ve grown accustomed to my destiny and it is like this I’ll achieve it.

/neutral

Could you write smut for service top fukuzawa plzzzz

LIKE I'M THE ONLY GIRL IN THE WORLD

yukichi fukuzawa x reader | nsfw

CW! gn! Reader, implied age gap (legal), mating press, no plot/what plot, fluffy ngl, c inside

No matter how your protested all he did was provide you comfort. Striking for your own pleasure. The hitting of that special part hit you wildly.

"Yukichi-" Your head hit the pillow as his hips hit you. His large cock heavy in your tight heat. His usual stoic face had a flush of red on his cheeks, and furrowed brows.

"Let me touch-"

"No."

He kissed you deeply and passionately. It felt completely different from ever before. He was dedicated to you, completely.

"I know what's best, and it's you who deserves the best." You moaned hearing his hot breath on you're ear. "You feel good?"

"Yes!" You whined. Tears trickled down your hot cheeks as you clung to him tightly. He simply wanted to give you everything. He did it so with his employees and you weren't an exception, and this way was special to you.

You deserved everything.

"Kiss me, please!"

"As you wish."

He followed your every request. Never would he deny you any happiness or pleasure. "Good job." You praised him loudly.

He groaned, "Any thing for you." He was older and new best. He loved you and would give anything to you.

He brought you to the brink and you came hard. A deep kiss was shared with your body against his. His big cock is deep and releasing everything worth into you.

Your thighs shook in the air as you dropped your head onto the pillow. He kissed your neck so sweetly; oddly enough biting your neck gently.

"Again please."

"Anything for you."

🎀"THAT BOY IS A MONSTER!"🎀

ranpo edogawa x reader | nsfw

cw! female reader, vampire ranpo, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, no prep, praise kink, degradation, semi-public, balcony sex, chubby reader, teasing

The cold breeze made you shiver when you entered the balcony. The man haunted behind you with those alluring green eyes of his. You're body practically weeped at the need of his touch.

A monster such as him was a beauty as he was terrifying. His black hair was soft, and had sharp green eyes that would only show when he was about to feed off of you.

You would always give yourself to this monster.

It was the only thing you had despite you're hatred for yourself. This monster, this man of beauty was more than you could ever be, and to please him was you're new duty.

You froze as his hand came under chin and holding it with such gentleness, yet firm. His green hues staring into yours with such intensity that it made you're legs almost buckle. His leg was now between your legs, and hand holding your hip so that you wouldn't fall.

"Those are some nasty thoughts you have. They aren't fitting for you."

You flushed warm at those words. You moaned at the his touch moving to your neck and pressing down on the fabric choker you wore. The black and gray stripped chocker with black lace was pushed onto which was where two small bites laid.

"To me you're more than just a snack for me. Your blood is as sweet as you. Only my dumb girl can satisfy me. Isn't that right, my darling?"

You whimpered feeling his hot breath on you're cold neck. His touch was cold as his hands wandered your entire body. You're black dress was tugged at and your skin was touched gently. His face remained in you're neck where his teeth tugged at the fabric choker.

You're dress pooled out on the sides of balcony. Vision focused on the window where other people who were human like you partied. You're family who was nothing but horrid to you partied like nothing was wrong.

You had come alone, and he was there. This monster who you had been acquainted with ever since they locked you out of the house as punishment. You would never forget his kindness despite you being only a meat bag to his kind.

"They don't deserve you my darling. You've served me more than they ever will. You're my dumb girl who fell for a monster, and yet you understood me more than anyone."

He was so sweet with his words, and yet the words dumb girl was so demeaning. You however found touched and woozy from such words. You loved being called that name in such a toxic sweet tone.

"Please please please. Ranpo...!"

His light laugh made you cling to him. The embarrassment of the situation made you so nervous. Anyone could come by and see you. How scandalous it would be for you're family.

"Let them see, darling. They've been nothing but mindless idiots. All of them, my dear."

You jumped feeling his cold hands pulling down the top of your dress. You heaved and the corset tight around you made you wheeze. Your love, Ranpo simply laughed scornfully. It was awfully scandalous on how sleeves and front of the dress were pulled down to reveal the under dress beneath. You're breasts being show pronounced thanks to the corset.

"These darn things are so stupid. You can't breathe can you, my dumb, dumb girl."

You nodded. Feeling you're stomach bubbled with butterflies at the slight degration. You held on tightly feeling his hands travel to the back of your dress and untying the ribbons.

"Ranpo! Other's will see!"

You pleaded but the monster practically on top of your body didn't care. He only chuckled as he continued to untie, but it was also clear was being quite impatient.

"I so wish to see you look so defeated, but don't want to ruin this dress of yours. How wonderful it fits you, but I think it'll look better without this contraption around you're torso, my stupid darling."

You whined at his blunt words. Never did he hold back what he thought. You knew you that he did it for your own good, because in his eyes. After all, has a higher being, and a great detective deceiving every human around him was bound to know better.

His nimble fingers pulled at the choker and to you're surprise ripped it off. You gasp before gasping loudly when pain erupts from the neck upward. You clawed at his black jacket desperately when feeling his teeth clamped down so tight, and sucking away you're sweet and delicious blood.

Ranpo was practically drunk from drinking your blood. He was so delighted to drink his favorite snack in the entire world. You, and all you're beauty. This woman he held in his arms was his perfect match. The perfect match to the greatest detective who happened to be a monster among humans.

He heard you wheeze and moan when he bit down further. He wanted to drink more and more. Ranpo's normally cold body felt warm when drinking blood from the body he held. Like a pervert, he was overjoyed to feel your breasts against his chest. Felt the dress and eventually ripped the ribbons of the corset to release the pressure.

You gasped when finally felt relief in your lungs. You're nails continued to scratch against the black fabric of Ranpo's jacket in an attempt to not lose yourself. Eyes still set on the doors to the ballroom, but your vision was hazy. Clouded by lust you wanted to cling on so that you could relish in Ranpo's words and touch.

The pressure in your neck was uplifted and soon your mouth was filled with your blood. You moaned into the kiss which allowed Ranpo to swirl each other's tongues together. You're eyes tried to keep themselves open but they closed either way. Ranpo had a grip on your chin, and uplifting it so that you were looking at him. Unlike you Ranpo had his alluring eyes open with lustful intent.

His other hand continued to undress you. You're breasts were welcomed to the breeze. You visibly shivered feeling even more cold than before. You tried to dig yourself further into Ranpo, but the coldness of his body provided you no warmth. The cloth of his jacket barely covered you're naked shoulders. It was absolutely pointless to avoid the cold breeze.

The black silky dress was lifted up after removing the corset from behind the dress. Ranpo simply laughed when he saw you're embarrassed face.

"Oh you silly girl. How are you supposed to please me when you're wearing something that deeply upsets me."

He almost felt bad when horror crossed you're face. He wiped away the blood off you're lips with a smile and narrowed eyes.

"Do not worry, sweetheart. Just let me take the lead and do what I want, and you won't disappoint me."

Your underwear was discarded and only remaining on one leg. Thick thighs and various stretch marks greeted him. The sight made Ranpo's mouth water. The plump body that was you was something he loved about you. No matter of you hated your body he loved it. Despite being a monster Ranpo wanted to show you were perfect the way you were.

Just as you did with him.

"Ranpo...?"

The vampire laughed at you're so called question. He backed up and unbuckled his pants. You're eyes watched as his cock was revealed to the cold air. He didn't shiver or freeze when feeling the breeze come in.

"Dessert is here, my love."

His hands grabbed your hips and you're already slicked up entrance was met with Ranpo's cock. It touched you're clit which caused a jolt in your poor body. You're hands were tight on his shoulders.

You gasped when feeling him turned you around and going against the railing of the balcony. The forest was met with your eyes, and you couldn't see the man that was the only light in your life.

The only sense of color you had in this black and white life.

"Don't worry, sweetheart. You'll be my good girl won't you? Or will you be a dumb girl and not please me like you pledged you would?"

"I'll be good! I'll be you're good girl!"

"Very good, sweetheart."

The ribbons of your dress were pulled and tied without the corset to slim you down. You visibly frozen seeing your stomach's pudge showing through the dress. Suddenly then jolting when hands grabbed your stomach so lovingly.

"Do not worry about this. I'll make you forget all about this."

He gestured to your stomach, to your entire being. His hands left your stomach and back to preparing you.

"Tell me my dear, do you think you can take me without prep?"

"Yes! Yes I can take it!"

You were so desperate to please him. Ranpo could only kiss the back of your neck. You giggled at the ticklness at your neck.

His hand on your hip was firm yet gentle. You jolted when feeling the tip of his cock touching your cunt gently. His hand held push himself further into entrance that were your velvet red insides. Ranpo licked his lips looking at your ass and thighs beneath his gaze. You wiggled just a tiny bit from feeling his heavy gaze on you.

Finally he pushed in.

You hissed in pain feeling his giant cock entering you're cunt. It felt unbelievably tight due to no prep, but you were happy despite the pain. You simply wanted to please him, and he had asked you either way. He cared about your comfort even if it wasn't framed as such.

You yelped numerous times before covering your mouth with tears in the corner of your eyes. Ranpo chuckled from behind you. He had a knack for causing you tiny amounts of pain, but nothing too bad. You enjoyed the slapping on your behind.

"Good job, sweetheart. Now be a good girl and please me by allowing me to use your body."

"Yes please, Ranpo...!"

He started with small thrusts. You moaned and cried with pleasure and pain. You gripped the cold balcony tightly because of how tight and full you felt because of Ranpo's stupid cock. It was amazing how delicious his cock felt in your cunt, and how it made you lose your mind everytime.

The top of your dress began to fall the more rough the thrusts gotten. By this point your mind was almost gone, and the coldness of the railing brought you back to reality. The potential eyes of others haunted your mind. A yelp was released from your lips due to a slap on your behind.

"Naughty girl. Thinking of other people are we? That's not very good of you, my dear. I think we should stop-"

"No no! Please don't stop, Ranpo. I don't want anyone looking at me...I only want your eyes on me, so please don't stop!"

Ranpo froze with a shocked face, but he overcame it. A wicked smile painted itself on his lips. Something in him snapped and the thrusts he was giving were becoming even more rough and fast. You were moaning and crying for him. The ice cold railing was becoming part of you the more the breeze assaulted your hot body.

The rest of the top fell and your nips were revealed to the world. Knuckles lighter than the rest of your body due to how tight you were holding on. The fullness you felt in your stomach was so distracting and so overwhelming, and yet you loved it despite the pain. However, that pain too was going away as Ranpo continued his assault on your cunt.

You squeezed his cock when the cold railing came contact with your nipple. You moaned very loudly, but luckily due to the music from inside you were not heard. You could only thank god your family, and all nobles were party animals.

Ranpo's grip on your hips got even tighter, and slammed your hips against his own. His vampiric strength always amazed you, but his intelligence was something greater. This moment however was complete heaven, because the strength he possessed allowed you give him the pleasure he wanted.

Your back arched when Ranpo hit a particular spot. Eyes went to the back of your head due to how shocking it was. That stock of a neck was grabbed onto, and Ranpo digged into his most beloved snack. You moaned feeling the familiar pain you grew to love and lust after.

A feeling you sure no one in your miserable life could understand.

Desperate, you tried to meet his thrusts. It only caused you to moan and falter because Ranpo was getting faster. The more he drank the more energy he had. The more blood that left you the more weak you became.

You choked out his name when your vision suddenly became more hazy than before. Your nails clawed at the arms that held you neck. Ranpo got the memo and released his mouth from your fleshy neck.

His thrusts stopped and you fell to your knees. Ranpo picked you up and placed you onto the balcony. You were in a daze and not nothing how if you were careful that you would fall. Luckily, Ranpo gripped your hips and pulled you back onto his cock.

You moaned loudly finally feeling full once again. The vampire groaned from being around your tight cunt. He was in heaven as he began to thrust roughly and hard. He was greeted with your sweet and intoxicating sounds.

"So good. You're magnificently good, sweetheart. Doing such a good job, even for a dumb girl, huh?"

You moaned in response. You lunged and clung to him tightly. If just felt so good, and his degrading and praising words only furthered your pleasure and love for Ranpo. He was so mean and nice at the same time. He was a man of duality.

Your legs wrapped around his waists. Your heels both fell which let the cold breeze run past your toes. Clear slapping noises were loud in his and your ears. The blaring and muffled music from inside proved meaningless. The pleasure and happiness to felt was more than any sense of fear.

"Are-Are you ready for my cum? Do you want it? Where?"

"Inside! Inside! I want to feel you inside me even when you leave!"

It wasn't a secret this relatively was taboo and forbidden. Ranpo would leave due to vampiric duties as the second oldest of his colony and his job as a detective. You missed him everytime he left and leaving you in the hell that was your life.

"Oh my sweet and poor dummy. Of course, I'll grant you the wish you so desire so that I'll be with you forever. But do not worry when my seed is gone, because my mark on your neck will be there."

You sobbed at his words.

"In fact, when you fall asleep I come to see you. I bite your neck when your asleep too. I'm sure felt my teeth in you, didn't you?"

Normally you would be shocked, but you were still in a haze. You weren't shocked, but aroused by his reveal of drinking your blood at night. Ranpo would come to visit you and leave a message to let you know he was here.

Oh how you loved this monster of a man.

"Give it to me, Ranpo! Please!"

You held no shame. You were completely enthralled with the hard pounding Ranpo was giving you. No longer were you paying attention to inside of the ballroom. Nor were you focusing on the cold hitting your breasts, face, and cunt.

Ranpo grunted and groaned loudly. He silenced himself quickly by once again biting down on your neck. His jacket was gripped tightly. Your mouth was agaped with tears streaming tears on your face.

You felt more full when Ranpo's cum began to flood. You felt as if your stomach was buldging due to the amount Ranpo was letting out of his cock. Your cunt throbbed and twitched around his cock as you went limp. Blurry vision clouded you and your mind.

The teeth in your neck released your flesh. Ranpo licked his lips, and smiled so widely upon your fucked out face. Looking upon you was an absolute delight. The top of your dress and under dress allowed your bare breasts to be assault by the wind. Dress was hiked up and it was stretched a bit more due to your body not being slimmed down.

His cock remained inside you which kept his cum inside you. You still clung to him and catching your breath.

Ranpo perked up hearing someone open the balcony doors. The detective smiled mischievously as he covered you with the jacket he wore. The person across the way didn't seem to notice them. Thankfully they were in a part of the balcony that was mostly very dark.

Your whimpers altered him. Your eyes were wide and looking at the person across the way. He called out for you while holding your face. Ranpo's cock was still in you as he cradled your face so gently.

"Why don't you run away with me?"

So mad at how long this took

HER PRINCESS

absolute wonder woman x reader | nsfw

CW! fem reader, top diana, magical genitalia, vaginal fingering, girls kissing, soft sex, use of rope, drabble, soft diana, implied future diana/steve trevor/reader

more self indulgent posts bc why not :)

The way she grabbed your thighs so easily and with her strength she pulled you to her. A smile on her lips.

You could see the flashing of red in her normally blue eyes. Diana, a beautiful princess who was the daughter of Circe and the Princess of Hell.

You wondered how you got so lucky.

“Pay attention.”

You listened immediately as her cock made from magic was pressed against you in an experimental way.

It her first time doing this.

The ropes around your wrists stung as you moved in response.

“It’s alright dear.” Her delicate fingers trailed up your opening and in they went. Her ghostly touch was heavenly as she pushed against your walls.

You squealed in response. Calling her name as she readied you. Opening and stretching you wide even with your scrambling legs.

“You’ll injure yourself. Be careful. The rope may hurt you.” She whispered with a smile. You were nodding as you panted. Her fingers still taking every thing you were worth.

You made a small noise as she pulled out her fingers. Those same fingers trailing up your thigh and pulling it out further. Her lips kissed your abdomen.

You easily took her into your arms, and her head resting on your chest. Feeling her naked chest on your stomach as she entered you slowly. Coming up to your face, and her hair tickling your nose.

“Breathe my love. Steve will be coming home soon, and he’d love have you coherent.” She laughed as you whimpered.

She caught your lips as the world dwelled into something beautiful and pleasurable.

Paradise.

Request!! Can you prettyy please do a Ranpo x masochist reader? It can be to whatever degree you interpret it as: romatic & sexual, or a platonic pass-time to cut up a monotonous day. Go crazy w it. Physical or emotional, I'll eat up anything you put out. Feel free to ignore my dumbass, luv you! 𓆟

Yandere!Ranpo x Masochist!Reader

Another day at the Armed Detective Agency, the sun filtering through the wide office windows, the sound of papers shuffling, the occasional clatter of Fukuzawa’s tea set. Everything was normal.

At least, on the surface.

You were a new recruit—diligent, polite, attentive—the kind of employee everyone liked. You followed orders without complaint, kept your workspace tidy, and never seemed to cause trouble. Nothing about you was particularly suspicious.

But Ranpo noticed things.

The first incident.

It was entirely his fault, of course. He’d been slacking off (as usual), leaning lazily in his chair while balancing a cup of hot tea on his knee. Someone called his name, he turned too fast—

Ah, shit.

The cup tipped, spilling a few hot drops over your fingers before you managed to pull away.

"Ah—!"

Ranpo blinked down at the mess, lazily dragging his gaze back to you. You didn’t flinch. You just… turned your head slightly to the side, as if inconvenienced, as if this wasn’t worth reacting to at all. You wiped your hand on a napkin, casual as ever.

"Ahh, sorry, sorry~! Guess I got too excited" Ranpo said, dragging out his words in a sing-song tone.

"It’s okay" you replied easily, already moving on.

Ranpo squinted at you.

"Huh. That didn’t hurt?"

"Not really." You smiled

Hmmm.

The next time, he did it on purpose.

It was lunch time, the office mostly empty as everyone scattered to grab food. You were focused on your work, fingers gliding over the keyboard, too absorbed to notice Ranpo creeping up behind you.

"Boo!"

You didn’t jump.

You barely reacted at all. Your shoulders stiffened for half a second before you forced yourself to relax. But Ranpo saw it—the tension in your fingers, the way your breath hitched before settling into something controlled.

Not fear. Not normal startlement.

No—you were suppressing something.

Ranpo leaned on your desk, grinning. "Wow, you’re no fun. Didn’t even scream."

You smiled, but your grip on your pen tightened.

"You startled me a little."

"Liar~," Ranpo hummed, tilting his head. "That wasn’t ‘a little startled,’ that was a ‘I’m used to sudden things happening but I have to act normal’ kind of reaction."

Your fingers twitched. He saw that too.

The crowded hallway.

Yosano brushed past you while walking by, nothing more than a casual nudge of shoulders. You jerked ever so slightly, fingers curling, tension visible for half a second before you forced it down again.

Ranpo, watching from across the room, narrowed his eyes.

It wasn’t normal. The way you reacted to sudden movement, casual touches, heat, pain—it wasn’t the reaction of someone simply uncomfortable.

It was someone who wasn’t used to things being this light.

Ranpo popped a candy into his mouth, still watching you closely.

"Ne, ne~" he called lazily, "You sure are sensitive, huh?"

You glanced at him, confused. "What do you mean?"

"Dunno," he hummed, tapping his chin. "People brush past you, and you act like you’re bracing for something. But it’s subtle. Most people wouldn’t notice."

Ranpo grinned. "You don’t like pain, do you? You like it a little too much."

Your breath caught. Gotcha.

And from that moment on, Ranpo was hooked.

This was going to be so much fun.

It was too easy to pretend.

You kept your head down, listened well, followed orders. Everything about you was perfectly normal—on the surface. No reason for anyone to look too closely. No reason for anyone to suspect that beneath all that obedience was something much, much uglier.

Unfortunately, Ranpo wasn’t just anyone.

He didn’t act right away.

So instead, he watched. Quietly.

Every time you flinched—he noticed. Every time you suppressed a reaction—he noticed. Every time you acted a little too unaffected by something painful—he noticed.

And most importantly? He noticed the way you always made sure other people were around.

Because when people were watching, nothing could happen to you.

It was instinctual, the way you hovered just close enough to the others, safety in numbers, an unspoken barrier. But Ranpo was smarter than you. He was smarter than everyone.

And the moment he realized you were avoiding being alone with him?

That’s when he decided it was time to change the rules.

"You should stay late today."

He said it so casually. A lazy request, stretched out in a bored drawl, as if it were nothing important.

"You don’t mind, right? Just a little longer~? I could use the extra help with this case."

It was nonsense. Ranpo never needed help. And everyone in the ADA knew it.

You hesitated. But what could you say? No? That would be suspicious.

So you smiled, pretended it was fine. "Sure."

And with that, the office emptied out.

One by one, the others left. Atsushi, Yosano, Kunikida—all of them disappearing through the doors, their voices fading into the night. The agency lights dimmed, the usual buzz of conversation died, and soon...

It was just you and him.

Ranpo didn’t immediately pounce on his curiosity.

At first, he actually pretended to work—lounging back in his chair, half-heartedly flipping through files, occasionally tossing you some meaningless task just to keep you still.

Then, when he was sure the moment was right, he spoke.

"So… you don’t feel pain, huh?"

You froze.

It was so, so small. A brief pause in your breathing, a millisecond of tension in your fingers—but Ranpo saw it.

"What are you talking about?"

"Ohhh, don’t play dumb~." He propped his chin on one hand, watching you squirm. "I noticed, you know. You’re real good at hiding it, but I’m better at noticing things."

"I really don’t know what you mean."

Ranpo sighed dramatically, stretching his arms over his head. "Well, if you won’t admit it… should I prove it?"

Before you could react, he suddenly reached forward—

And flicked you hard on the forehead.

It wasn’t much. A childish, meaningless flick—something Atsushi would have yelped at, something Kunikida would have scolded him for. But you?

You didn’t move. Didn’t swat his hand away. Didn’t blink. Didn’t react at all.

"See? That’s what I’m talking about."

He leaned forward, too close now, too knowing. His elbows rested on his knees, posture casual, but his eyes—those sharp, all-seeing eyes—were locked entirely on you.

"That didn’t hurt, did it?"

"Don’t even try to deny~."

The office felt smaller than before. The empty desks, the dim lighting, the utter silence surrounding you both. Your heartbeat, the shift of your breath, the scrape of Ranpo’s chair as he leaned just a little closer—

It was suffocating.

"You’re really good at faking normal," he mused, tapping his chin.

His smile stretched, playful and lazy, but something dangerous lurked beneath it.

"But see, I’m kinda a genius? So stuff like that doesn’t really work on me."

He reached for his candy jar, popping one into his mouth as if this were just another conversation. As if he weren’t pinning you in place with nothing but words.

"So let’s play a game, okay?" he said cheerfully, unwrapping another candy—a deliberate pause, a build-up, forcing you to wait. "You tell me what’s up with you, and I won’t have to figure it out myself."

The candy clicked against his teeth. His smile didn’t fade.

"I mean, I’ll figure it out either way~."

"I don’t know what you’re talking about."

Ranpo hummed. "Liar."

Another flick—this time, to your wrist. A harmless little tap, one that shouldn’t even be worth reacting to. But the expectation behind it? The way Ranpo was watching, waiting, calculating?

It made something twist inside your stomach.

"It’s weird, y'know?" he continued. "Most people have all sorts of little tells when they feel pain. They wince, they pull away, they rub at the sore spot, even just instinctively."

He tilted his head, studying you like a puzzle piece that didn’t fit.

"But you? Nothing."

"Ohhhh~." His tone lifted into something mockingly amused. "Wait. That’s not it, is it?"

Your fingers curled—Ranpo saw.

"You don’t ignore pain, you like it."

"What I don’t get," he mused, tapping a finger against his temple, "is why you try so hard to pretend otherwise."

He moved. A slow shift, resting his chin in his palm, his elbow propped against the armrest—lazy, relaxed, but watching you like a cat with a cornered mouse.

"What’s the point?"

You swallowed.

"I don’t—"

"Nuh-uh." He cut you off, "No more lying~."

Then, Ranpo sighed dramatically. "Okay, fine. If you won’t say it, I’ll just have to test it myself."

And before you could process what he meant—

His fingers suddenly tightened around your wrist.

A simple touch, his thumb pressed lightly against your pulse, fingers wrapped loosely around your wrist.

But the implication was what made something cold coil down your spine.

Because Ranpo didn’t touch people.

Not unless he was stealing snacks or draping himself over Fukuzawa like a spoiled housecat. But this?

This was deliberate.

Ranpo hummed. "Ah, see? I can feel your pulse picking up~."

"That means you’re nervous," he went on, "But not scared. Which means—"

He squeezed.

Ranpo studied you for another long, agonizing moment before suddenly—letting go.

He leaned back in his chair, stretching his arms with a yawn. "Welp~! That’s all I needed to know."

Ranpo smiled.

"You’re really bad at hiding things, y'know? But that’s okay!" His tone was cheerful. "I don’t mind playing with you a little."

Ranpo reached for another candy, lazily unwrapping it with one hand. He didn’t look at you, but you could feel the weight of his attention.

"Just so you know~," he drawled, popping the sweet into his mouth. "I’m not letting this go."

"And the fun part? You can’t stop me."

That much was clear.

Ranpo knew your secret.

----

Wherever you went, cases followed.

Murders, disappearances, odd incidents—the kind of things that required his presence, much to his displeasure.

Ranpo had noticed the pattern early on.

It wasn’t just coincidence. It wasn’t just bad luck.

You were like a grim reaper in disguise.

And for the first time in a while—Ranpo wasn’t bored.

"You attract the fun kind of trouble."

"Tsk, tsk~." Ranpo clicked his tongue, rocking back on his heels. "You really know how to keep me busy, huh?"

Another crime scene. Another case that wasn’t even worth his full brain power.

Blood soaked the alley floor. The body was still warm. And yet, Ranpo barely spared it a glance, instead letting his sharp green eyes drift to you.

You were used to this.

"You know, I almost feel bad," Ranpo continued, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "Wherever you go, someone dies. How tragic~."

You sighed. "I don’t cause it."

"Mmm, debatable."

Ranpo grinned, but there was something sharper behind it.

"You're always at the scene. Always nearby. Even when it doesn’t make sense for you to be."

A slow step forward.

"Almost like you enjoy it."

He got bored so easily. That was the problem.

Most cases weren’t worth his time. Most people were predictable.

But you? You were different.

Ranpo licked his lips, thoughtful. "Ne, ne~. Do you think the killers know?"

"Know what?"

"That they should be more scared of you than me."

There it was. That little, tiny slip of hesitation.

Ranpo grinned.

"Don’t worry, I won’t tell."

For the first time in ages, solving cases wasn’t boring.

Because you were there. Because you reacted in all the wrong ways.

Because you weren’t normal, and Ranpo loved breaking things open just to see what spilled out.

"I think I’ll stick close to you~" he hummed, nudging your shoulder as the sirens wailed behind you both.

"After all—" he turned, smiling like a child with a new toy.

"—I wouldn’t wanna miss the show."

It was getting ridiculous at this point.

The Agency had been busier than ever since you joined.

Accidents. Murders. High-profile cases that should’ve been one-in-a-million coincidences—yet somehow, wherever you went, another incident cropped up.

Fukuzawa hadn’t said anything outright, but you knew he’d noticed. Kunikida was constantly scribbling in his notebook, muttering about “statistical anomalies.” Even Dazai had joked about how you were the unluckiest (or maybe luckiest) person they’d ever hired.

And Ranpo?

Ranpo just grinned like he already knew the answer.

"Maybe you’re cursed."

You had shrugged. "Maybe."

Ranpo hummed, popping a piece of candy into his mouth. "If you are, I kinda like it."

And that had been the end of that.

"Tch—! Atsushi, focus!"

You barely ducked in time as the enemy’s blade sliced through the air.

This case was supposed to be hard. A brutal serial killer—one with connections to the Port Mafia, one who had managed to evade capture far longer than expected.

Which was why Atsushi had been sent with you.

"I got him!" Atsushi growled, dodging a strike before slamming his claws into the enemy’s ribs—only for the bastard to twist away at the last second.

A few feet behind you, Ranpo yawned loudly. "Ahhh~. You guys are taking too long."

"Then help—!" Atsushi snapped, but Ranpo waved him off.

"Nah, I already solved it."

"…What?"

Ranpo grinned. "Yup! Figured it out ages ago. He’s got an old knife wound in his left side, see? From a previous fight. That’s why he keeps avoiding right-handed attacks—his muscles are weaker there."

Atsushi stared.

"Then—then why didn’t you say anything sooner?!"

"Because you were having fun~," Ranpo said simply, stretching his arms over his head. "And it’s not like I was ever in danger."

The second Ranpo spoke those words—the moment he revealed that he was the one who had figured everything out—The killer moved.

He must’ve known the Agency would catch him eventually. He must’ve known this was the end.

So if he couldn’t escape…

He would at least take one of you with him.

And he knew exactly who to target.

Ranpo—the brains of the Agency.

The knife swung for him.

And you—because you were you—reacted immediately.

Atsushi shouted. Ranpo’s eyes widened.

But neither of them moved fast enough.

Because you were already there.

You stepped into the blade.

Pain blossomed.

A sharp, beautiful thing.

The knife sank deep, slicing across your side, the force of the attack knocking the breath from your lungs. Blood soaked through your clothes, warm and spreading, but the moment the blade left your skin—

Your lips curled into a smile. That was amazing.

"Oi—!!"

Ranpo’s voice was sharper than you’d ever heard it.

He caught you just as your knees buckled. His usual lazy demeanor had vanished—replaced by something much, much darker.

"What the hell was that?" he hissed.

You swallowed, heart pounding. "Keeping you alive."

"That wasn’t your job."

"Well, it is now."

Ranpo’s expression shifted.

Something visibly snapped behind his green eyes.

Atsushi roared—his tiger form tearing into the culprit, rage and panic fueling his attack. The sound of metal hitting the floor, the sickening crunch of bones breaking—none of it mattered.

"You shouldn’t be able to smile like that."

His fingers dug into your wrist.

"You’re bleeding."

The moment you collapsed into him. The moment he realized you had taken a wound that was meant for him.

The game had shifted.

Ranpo wasn’t bored anymore.

"I don’t like that." His voice was light, but his grip on you was too firm. "I don’t like that at all."

And then—Ranpo smiled.

A slow, terrifyingly amused thing.

"Guess I’ll just have to keep a better eye on you, huh?"

---

The first thing you noticed was the lack of pain.

You should’ve felt sore, at the very least. That knife wound had dug deep, and yet— When you shifted, there was nothing. No sting, no ache—just the softness of a futon and the unmistakable presence of another person.

Ranpo.

Sitting cross-legged beside you, sucking lazily on a lollipop.

He was watching.

"Ohhh~." His voice was mockingly sweet. "Look who’s awake~."

You sat up slowly, glancing around. Yosano’s doing. You had been expecting that.

"Completely healed" he said, stretching. "Ain’t that nice? If it were anyone else, they’d probably still be out cold for another day or two. But since it’s you~"—he wiggled his fingers—"poof! Good as new."

You stared.

Then, cautiously, side-eyed him.

Ranpo giggled.

"What? You don’t trust me?" He pulled his lollipop from his mouth with a dramatic pout. "That hurts, y'know~."

You didn’t respond.

Ranpo hummed, twirling the candy between his fingers before suddenly holding it out to you.

"Here. Wanna taste?"

You glanced between him and the half-melted candy.

Slowly, narrowing your eyes.

Ranpo’s lips twitched.

"Haaah~. So rude." He rolled his eyes, stuffing the lollipop back into his own mouth before reaching into his pocket.

Crinkle.

A fresh one.

He unwrapped it for you, flashing you a mockingly indulgent smile as he held it up—

And just as your fingers brushed against it—

Ranpo leaned in.

And licked it.

Smirking as he pressed it right against your lips.

"Here~" he purred. "Open up."

"C’mon," he teased, voice dripping with amusement. "You’re not gonna waste it, are you?"

You could still see the way his tongue had just been on it.

The heat of his breath, the lazy grin, the unmistakable enjoyment dancing in his green eyes—

This was a game.

And he was waiting to see if you’d play along.

You didn’t play along.

Ranpo pouted dramatically.

"Maaaan" he sighed, tilting his head. "You’re no fun."

The lollipop hovered at your lips. Sticky. Sweet. Still carrying the warmth of his mouth.

You stared.

It was a battle of patience now.

Ranpo watched, waiting for you to crack.

You waited for him to get bored.

"Fine, be that way~."

You almost sighed in relief

Until his teeth sunk into your finger.

Not hard. But enough. Sharp canines pressing down—just the right amount of pressure— Your lips parted, a sharp inhale slipping through before you could stop it.

And in that moment of weakness—

Ranpo took his win.

With an obnoxiously pleased hum, he pushed the lollipop past your lips.

"See?" he cooed, leaning back with a mockingly triumphant smile. "That wasn’t so hard, now was it?"

You glared at him over the candy.

Ranpo just giggled.

He had won.

This time.