If He Finds Out – Hanma x Fem!Reader 

**Hanma is around 21 years of age in this oneshot. This oneshot is not set in any of the timelines of Tokyo Revengers. 

This oneshot contains bondage, role playing, resistive play, slapping and biting. Viewer discretion advised.

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Pain shot through your shoulders as your boyfriend, Shuji Hanma, tightened the ropes around your wrists and pulled them in firmer behind your back. 

“Aagh,” you grunted, scrunching your face with discomfort while you sat on the edge of the bed, “my boyfriend is gonna kill you for kidnapping me.”

One of your boyfriend’s favourite roleplays was to pretend that he had kidnapped you from another guy… and then had his way with you. 

He laughed. “If you think this is all I’m going to do to you, then you’re in for a surprise.”

“Don’t you dare,” you grunted, trying to pull on the ties so you could ease the strain on your shoulder girdle.

He chuckled with delight, grabbing your jaw in one hand and turning your face to his.

Your defiant gaze met his intense golden eyes and his cock swelled with excitement.

“Now,” he uttered, talking more to himself than you, “where do I want to fuck you…”

You yanked your face from his hands and fought the ties but it was no use, so you quickly lay back on the bed, despite the pain it caused with your arms pinned behind you, and used your legs to kick at him. 

Fighting Shuji was useless, because he was a very very competent fighter and was virtually unbeatable, but fighting him always made him happier… and it got you wetter too so it was a win win situation.

“Let me go!” you grunted, trying to connect your kicks with his chest. 

To humour you, he made it look like you might connect with him, but then he stayed just outside your range, easily knocking your foot aside if you got too close, and chuckling at your frustrated face.

The more you fought, the more tired you became and he could see that this was going to be an easy win for him- as well as an easy fuck if he didn’t start soon.

The next time you kicked, he grabbed your ankle and used it to spin you over into your tummy so that you were now facing towards the mirror on the other side of the bed.

“Argh!” you cried, looking up into the mirror at Shuji behind you, realizing you only had one leg free to kick at him. It was hard to use the mirror to gauge where he was behind you but you fought your hardest.

“That’s it, keep trying to kick me,” he said with a manic smile, pressing your left ankle to your ass, “fight me while I strip you down, whore.”

“Noooo!” you screamed loudly, hiding your smile from him.

You continued to thrash around while he took your pants and panties off, occasionally slapping your ass and making it sting, or biting into your ass cheek.

Your rear was littered with bruises and bite marks from pervious sexual encounters with him, so much so, that sometimes – when he was calm, he would lie there with a marker and draw lines between your scar marks to make constellation type drawings.

Today was definitely not one of those calm days, and as he finally removed your lower clothing, your legs were pushed wide and his right knee laid into the back of your right thigh to pin your kicking leg down, while his left hand held your left ankle up to your ass.

“Now,” he muttered in a sadistic voice, “what does your pussy feel like?”

You felt his fingers trace the insides of your thighs then, without warning, 3 fingers were forced into your pussy, making you scream.

“That’s it, scream for me,” he said with a malicious grin on his face, loving that you were still trying to fight him as he fingered you roughly.

Truth be told, the ruthless way his fingers pounded into you got you so horny that you nearly came right there and then, the fact that he was avoiding rubbing your clit too, really sold the feeling for you.

“When my boyfriend finds out…. You’ll never walk again…” you panted, your slick spilling down his hand as he twisted his fingers around inside you. 

“Hoooooo? What would he do to me if I fucked you?” he asked, still roughly fingering your sensitive hole.

“Don’t you dare!” you screeched, putting as much effort into your acting as possible.

Spurred by the thought of doing something so devious, Hanma snickered and removed his fingers then put them to his mouth while making strong eye contact with you in the mirror.

With another manic gleam in his eye he sucked your slick off each of his fingers before reached for his pants.

From behind you could hear him unzipping the zipper and you screamed loudly in anticipation of what was to come.

“That’s the way,” Hanma cackled with delirious excitement, feeling like he was about to own something that didn’t want to be owned- one of his favorite sadistic traits. 

You fought and struggled, clit throbbing now as he held you down and forced his cock into your soaking wet heat.

“Noooo!” you wailed, wriggling as he pinned you down and fucked you hard and fast while you cried out about it how your ‘boyfriend’ was going to kill him, while he laughed and fucked you harder.

You were so into your acting that tears were spilling down your face as you looked up into the mirror to see him behind you railing into you.

His eyes locked with yours in the mirror and he grinned sadistically.

“How does it feel to be fucked by a real man,” he asked, raising his left hand over his golden left eye to show the ‘Sin’ kanji on the back of his hand. 

You continued to fight him, which only made the experience better for the two of you.

You didn’t want him to know that you had cum because that would kill the intensity of the scene you had set, so while still wailing and crying, your pussy spasmed with pleasure.

“I’m gonna cum inside you, bitch,” Hanma snarled, “ready for my cum?”

“No! Don’t! If I get pregnant by you that will be the worst!” You cried, “my boyfriend will think I’ve cheated!”

“He will!” Hanma cackled, “you’re nothing but a dirty whore, letting me cum inside you.”

“Stop! Please!” you beg acted, giving him a pleading face in the mirror as tears stained your cheeks.

“Ha!” he cackled, speeding up his thrusting, “now hold still…”

It didn’t take him much longer to cum and he groaned out with delight as his hips connected with yours for the final time, his tongue hanging out as he emptied into your crying form.

“You’ll pay for this,” you sobbed, “my boyfriend will kill you.”

He pulled out of you and let your legs free then undid your ties around your arms so you could move them again and you groaned with relief as you slowly rotated your shoulders then put your hands under you and pushed up.

“Did you cum?” he asked.

“Yeah… a good one too,” you replied with a grin, wiping the tears from your eyes.

“Good,” he replied, leaning over to kiss just under your ear, still making eye contact with you in the mirror, “such a dirty girl I have.”

~ END ~

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